"Draco," Harry began, their names stumbling into one other as each began to speak. There were so many thoughts coursing through Harry's mind, so many sensations, but the most prominent one was that was awesome, can we do it again, soon, please.
"Draco," he began at last, "at the risk of sounding stupid, do you think we can do that again? Often?" His cheeks flushed, hoping he had not just made a fatal error.