Harry sucked in a deep, ragged breath, and then Tom’s tongue was in his mouth and it was – it was – Harry didn’t have the words to describe it and probably never would. His brain had gone liquid, and his stomach had too, tightening and flipping upside down in eager excitement. He ran his hands over Tom’s strong back and broad shoulders, licked into Tom’s mouth, captured Tom’s sweet lips between his own, and tried to remember to keep breathing.