It felt impossible not to be struck with the familiarity of the situation, Draco’s hands finding Harry’s hips as he let go of his wrist, eagerly reaching up to meet the kiss. He didn’t want to overthink the situation, knowing too well what could come from such speculations, but he also couldn’t help but feel that this moment was more loaded, as if they both understood something intricate about the other.<br/>Yet it was also so familiar, the two of them having been in this situation several times before and it was such a practiced song and dance that they barely even had to think. It was easy in the way that they conversations rarely were, just both of them tuned in on what the other wanted and needed.<br/>It was always enough to make Draco weep as well, so taken by Harry’s attention and current mind space that he couldn’t imagine ever feeling as lovely as he did right now.