A/n: Wrote this in like...ten minutes. It's really nothing exciting, just a bit of fun :)

Draco nipped at his lover's neck and then brought their lips together again. Their tongues moved slowly together, tangling and untangling. Harry brought one hand up, placing it on the back of Draco's neck, pressing them closer and closer together.

The hand on his neck was cold and dripping. Draco could feel the substance sliding down his back and back into the bathtub where they sat, topless and pressed together closer than seemed possible. He pulled back and looked into Harry's half-lidded green eyes. Harry leaned closer, trying to reconnect their lips, but Draco would have none of that. His dark haired lover pouted. "Why'd you stop?"

"Remind me again," Draco said, brushing a lock of Harry's hair from his face with his one clean hand, "why we're in a bathtub full of cheese?"

Harry grinned and shrugged. He placed feather light kisses on Draco's shoulders and chest, making the blonde shiver with anticipation and need. "Because," he said, before moving up to kiss and lick at his neck, "I was bored."

A/n: Thanks for reading :D