Though he loved slow and gentle, he was ready to be fucked already. He slowly lifted his pelvis to meet Toms and ground up, they both groaned as it began to grow heated once more. Tom removed Harry’s clothing until the young man could feel the cold air against his body and the rough feeling of the clothes Tom still wore. With a frustrated huff Harry assisted him with that, but with the soul magic that he still had control of with a flick of his wrist Tom was without his shirt and trousers.