"He had a nice big cock, Terry did," Harry says quietly, closing his eyes when Draco closes the distance between them to steal a kiss, a short and firm thing, like he can't help himself, like he just needed that taste. God, Harry wants it too. He wants all of it. He looks pointedly at the water, bubbling and frothing, disguising all activity going on underneath the surface. "Did I tell you how much I like to ride big cock?" He tilts his head, accepting another lazy kiss.