Draco's tight grip around Harry's air made him gasp but the exhale was muffled by the kiss, sounding more than anything like the pleased hum it was intended to be. The tugs kept him grounded in this moment, effectively preventing him from thinking about anything that wasn't the feeling of Draco's lips against his, or Draco's weight upon Harry's thighs. It was dizzying in the best way possible, and Harry was yet again reminded of just how he felt for Draco.<br/>Harry's hands remained on Draco's hips, tentatively tracing the bare skin under Draco's shirt with his fingers, as he softly bit down on Draco's bottom lip.