"You’re so hot in my hand," Draco muttered, his gaze flicking away from his hand only to glance vaguely in the direction that Harry had thrown his belt, "Yeah - fuck,  yes," as soon as his own cock was free from his trousers, Draco dragged Harry back in, and was quick to wrap his hand around both of them together as best as he could manage. They groaned in unison, and Draco’s other hand was suddenly around the back of his neck and pulling their mouths together once again.