He definitely fell asleep again, but he couldn’t have said for how long. When he came too, he was intensely aware of how open he felt, and how empty. He found himself clenching around air and contemplating the strange feeling. He felt Draco’s chest tense under him - Draco had lifted his head up off the pillow and was peering down at him. Fingers carefully brushed their way through his hair, and Harry hummed in pleasure, "Love you," he mumbled sleepily, wanting nothing more than to drift off again.