The brief moments Draco's lips were on Harry's skin, he instinctively turned his chin slightly upwards in an attempt to follow the touch. A soft hum escaped his lips as a content smile formed on his lips. The morning had progressed softer than any other before, and Harry almost didn't dare dream that every morning could be this nice.<br/>"I'm glad," he just muttered, really just wanting to kiss Draco yet again.