They kissed. Firstly slow and tender. Their mouths were reunited and they wanted to discover the taste of the other again. Tom acknowledge once again why he had agreed to be Harry’s boyfriend. Having the tone body pressed against his, his hands roaming everywhere and Harry’s sweet tongue against his was a pleasure he wished nobody other than him would knew. Harry was his only. And this possessive thought awoke new desires in him. It’s been three days since he last touched his lover and more since they were naked together. He missed him greatly and he wanted more, more of Harry and his delicious skin, more of his moans and pleased sighs. He wanted all of Harry.