"Merlin, I’ve thought about touching you like this for so long," Draco moaned into his mouth, "You feel so good against me - I’ve imagined something like this, when I’m alone in bed, wishing you were with me," each stroke of Draco’s hand was bringing him closer and closer to the edge, and every whispered word in his ear only served to magnify the effect of the hand on him, "I’d imagine touching you, and you touching me," oh - oh he  really wasn’t going to last long, "I wondered what you’d sound like - if you would be quiet or loud," Harry choked out a moan in Draco’s ear, and glancing down to where Draco was stroking them together, and seeing their lengths pressed flush against one another, it only took Draco’s thumb dragging over the tip of Harry’s cock for him to reach his peak.