Registering the way Draco moved under Harry's touch was absolutely dizzyingly; without even thinking twice about it, Harry reached out for Draco to help him settle himself, finding his own need for proximity to be reflected in Draco's movements.<br/>Harry's hand moved from Draco's midriff in favour for Draco's hip, urging Draco closer and to fill the sudden free space between them where his hand had been. It the back of his mind, Harry almost found it pitiful how easily he had given into the kiss. Finally getting to kiss Draco - a want Harry hadn't fully been able to place before this evening - seemed to open up a floodgate of thoughts and wants.<br/>Though his mind was racing, Harry wasn't able to fully capture a single thought long enough to see it to an end. All he was able to comprehend how every fiber of his being begged Draco to keep kissing him; not knowing how to express that other than through touch, Harry's hand circled from Draco's hip to the small of his back, wanting to help Draco steady himself.