[What Harry likes is still a bit of a mystery even to Harry. He's had some experiences, but all of them were brief and loveless. His fantasies are rarely considered except when he's alone, and even then they're things that are quickly examined and then put away.
He has to pull his mouth back to answer.]
Not too much.
[In fact, he lets go of Tim so he can awkwardly wriggle out of his coat, and then his vest once Tim has it undone. He's left still very much covered with his shirt and braces and trousers, but it feels scandalous.
He kisses Tim's neck.]
No, not too much at all.
[Slowly, Harry lets his hands slide to the hem of Tim's sweater and, after a moment of hesitation, slip underneath. He inhales sharply at the feel of the smooth skin of Tim's back. He hides his burning face in Tim's neck, but can't hide the way his hips twitch upward.]
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He has to pull his mouth back to answer.]
Not too much.
[In fact, he lets go of Tim so he can awkwardly wriggle out of his coat, and then his vest once Tim has it undone. He's left still very much covered with his shirt and braces and trousers, but it feels scandalous.
He kisses Tim's neck.]
No, not too much at all.
[Slowly, Harry lets his hands slide to the hem of Tim's sweater and, after a moment of hesitation, slip underneath. He inhales sharply at the feel of the smooth skin of Tim's back. He hides his burning face in Tim's neck, but can't hide the way his hips twitch upward.]