"How'd you figure that'd work?"

"Call it a hunch?"

Eyeing my wand, I decided to chuck it over Draco's shoulder.

"Let me try again."

I can't exactly startle the shit out of myself, but if I can just remember the panic I'd felt at hearing the door open…

Draco observed me patiently as I struggled to find a way to relive that schock. My outstretched hand remained empty, though, and I frowned.

"Hm…"

My adrenaline was already fading, and I'd nearly given up when Draco sighed and suddenly seized the front of my throat, forcing my astonished eyes up at his. My fingers closed around holly, and I swallowed under his palm.

"That's… One way of doing it, I guess…"

A smirk curled the edge of his lips, but he didn't release me. Instead, his thumb gently pressed against the side of my neck.

"Your heart is beating so fast," he commented.

Obviously, I'm aware, I wanted to say, but no words found my lips as my face filled with blood. Oh, fuck, do I… Like being choked? My breathing became increasingly ragged as Draco's fingers clamped down on the other side of my throat, carefully avoiding crushing my windpipe. His eyes, so full of fascination, never left mine as I stood helplessly in his grip. This is so embarrassing… I wish he wouldn't stare at me so intensely…

When my face felt like I might burst a vein, his eyes softened, as did his grip. I leaned back and fought to control my rapid breathing.

"Interesting. Very interesting."

My mouth formed around an insult, but stopped when I realized nothing I could say would hide the fact that I'd very clearly enjoyed that. He'd been watching my face the entire time, after all. Bashfully, I ducked my face to look down at my wand. My fingers flexed around it before Draco's hand closed around mine. I assumed he'd take my wand again and throw it, but instead he started leading me backwards toward the bed.

"Care to practice something else?"

I finally looked back up at him as I let him lead me, and was intrigued to find his grin decorated by his lower lip between his teeth. Is he saying I need practice? My still-warm cheeks flamed as I opened and closed my mouth.

"Blimey, I know you're a man of few words, but I don't think I've ever seen you quite so speechless," he teased as we reached the bed. It was true, my lips couldn't even begin to form any words as he pressed his grin to them.

I mean, what does he expect? He embarrassed the shit out of me, first by having Hermione walk in on us, and then by introducing me to something new I didn't even know I liked, and he just looks so smug…

My internal musing came to a stuttering halt as he slipped a hand down the front of my trousers. My body instantly responded to his touch, and he pulled his lips away slightly to gaze down at me beneath thick, blond lashes.

"You're so fucking hot when you're flustered," he told me, and I swallowed. Dropping my wand, my hands gripped the front of his shirt for dear life as he stroked me. A whimper slipped through my lips, and it was all the invitation Draco needed to push my waistband as far down as he could reach and angle me back against the bed.

Harry's legs must've given out with how heavily he landed back on the bed, but I was disrobing myself before really allowing myself to appreciate his body. And what a body it is… He'd leaned back on his hands, chest rising and falling unevenly as he silently blushed at me.

Almost urgently, I reached down to pull his trousers the rest of the way off, doing the same to myself before climbing on top of him. He rested back on the bed as I leaned over him, just appreciating the feeling of skin on skin, and the look on his face.

"You… Really know what you want, don't you?" He finally spoke, and I smirked.

"Of course. And I'd be delighted to teach you all the things you want, too."

His ears turned red in the most adorable way as I leaned down to kiss him. Somewhat instinctively, I nestled a knee between Harry's thighs, spreading them apart to tuck my other knee between them and lift his thighs onto mine. I gripped the back of his neck to keep our lips connected as I scooted us further back onto the bed. His hands reached up to cling to my shoulders, and our kiss turned more passionate.

If he likes being choked, then maybe…

I threw caution to the wind as my fingers on the back of his neck slid up to fist in his hair, and I pulled his head back, angling his neck up at me. This was rewarded with a gasp, which I took as a good sign. As I lowered my lips to his Adam's Apple gently, I couldn't help but draw my wand up to the side of his neck with my other hand and undo his cloaking enchantment. A pleased grin spread across my lips as my love bite blossomed under his skin. Instead of worsening it again, I pressed a gentle kiss to it before sliding my lips up to Harry's ear.

"Harry," I whispered. "Tell me you're mine."

He swallowed loudly.

"I…" My fingers tightened ever so slightly in his hair. "I'm y-yours…"

A shiver ran up my spine to hear his strangled words. My hand finally released his hair as I lowered my lips to his jaw.

"Again," I uttered against his skin. Surreptitiously, my wand hand prepped us both as my mouth continued down to his collarbone.

"I'm yours," his words came out breathy as I pressed kiss after kiss to his shoulder, his neck, his ear. Simultaneously, I positioned myself at his entrance before lifting myself to watch his expression. He blinked up at me.

"Whose?" A stuttering sigh left his lips as I carefully pushed into him. His initial shock at the sensation was quickly replaced with embarrassment, and he seemed to want to look away from me, but couldn't.

"Yours," he finally repeated with a gasp. With a grin, I eased myself deeper into him and lowered back down to whisper against his parted, panting lips.

"Mine," I asserted just as my hips met his thighs. A beautiful moan broke on his tongue, and I couldn't resist closing my mouth to his to swallow it. Gently, I assumed a slow rhythm with him, and was pleased to feel his arms and legs wrap around me. Another moan of his broke our kiss, and I resolved to hook one arm under his leg for leverage while leaning over him with my other. I wanted to watch the euphoria on his face.