He was fully hard in his trousers now, something she could feel with every snap of their hips. His mouth nipped at her, and his tongue pulled moans from her throat.

She pulled back to catch her breath, and before her mind came back to her body, he was standing, saying his goodbyes, and dragging her toward the fireplaces. She stumbled behind him in her heels, trying to steady herself.

In a puff of green smoke, they stepped through to his bedroom, and she reached for him at the same time his hands lifted her by the waist, carrying her to his bed. Her breath caught as he dropped her on the edge of the mattress, her mind catching up. They were on a bed and he was hard and she was wet and they were on a bed.

He took her face in his hands, bending down to kiss her quickly. "Whatever you want. We'll do as much as you want."

She nodded, relieved that he'd read her mind, and let him push her back on the mattress, shifting her across the middle of it. He crawled over her, kissing her deeply and sliding his hand over her waist. Threading her fingers in his hair, she kissed him back, losing her breath in him.

His hands started rucking up her dress, pushing the silk over her hips, making good on his promise from a few hours before. She kicked off her heels, and he met her eyes as he dragged the silk up over her breasts, gaining her permission with her short nod. She helped him pull it over her head, and then she was down to her knickers on Draco Malfoy's bed.

He shifted his knees to slot between hers, and then he was kissing her, sucking a path down her neck. Her eyes fluttered closed, and his lips and tongue trailed down to her breasts, sucking and licking at her as his hand rubbed her hip. She arched her chest forward, pushing her nipple into his mouth as he teased it with soft rolls of his tongue.

"Don't tease," she moaned, twisting beneath him.

And then he sucked on her, drawing a strangled gasp from her lips as he pinched her other breast between his fingers.

He kissed each rib on his path down her stomach, over her bellybutton. His hand smoothed over her thighs, opening her wide even as she ached to rub them together. Draco kissed the lace band of her knickers.

Her eyes shot open.

He kissed the inside of her thigh, and she bit her lip, her legs tensing and trying to close.

Did he really want to… do that? She wasn't sure—

He looked up, his eyes black and locked on hers. And before she could blink, he was moving back up, kissing her stomach and throat until his mouth found hers again.

She sighed and ran her hands down his shirt. She was halfway down his chest when his mouth pulled away.