Harry just hummed at that, not appearing to fully buy Draco's explanation. He did, however, decide to leave it at that and with another soft exhale, he finally allowed himself to sink back into the pillows.<br/>Reciprocating Draco's touch, Harry readjusted his grip around Draco, allowing his arm to drape across the other's midriff in a loose embrace.<br/>"You do pull it off," he eventually added, his eyes falling shut as he once again turned, his chin brushing against Draco's hair.<br/>The silence lingered for a moment as Harry's fingertips brushed against Draco's bare back. "Not wearing a shirt."