Her lip trembled.

She stepped into him, threading her fingers into the hair behind his ears. Watching his eyes darken as she pushed up on her toes, slanting her lips over his and pouring her desperation into him.

It felt like it had been years since they'd last kissed. Her veins sparked with each movement, her blood thrumming to life. She needed more.

His hands brushed softly on her waist as her lips grew more demanding, and she slung her arms over his shoulders, holding him tightly to her. She wouldn't let him go this time. Not without telling him—

He gasped into her mouth, and she pressed forward, tangling her tongue with his. A hand came up to hold her face steady as he took control of the kiss, and she moaned.

He was soft — delicate with her. She pushed her chest into his, begging him to be alive with her.

"More." Her fingers dug into his skin. Please."

He breathed across her face. "We should go slow—"

"I don't want to."

His eyes fluttered up to hers. A beautiful shade of grey — almost blue.

"Draco—" She swallowed, trying to tell him what it would have done to her — if he hadn't come home again. "I missed you, too."

And those eyes flickered. He brought his lips to hers again, and this time he conquered her, dragging her into the fire with him.

His fingers dug into her hair, the other hand slipping down for a handful of her backside. His tongue pushed firmly against hers, swallowing her small moans and mewls as he tilted her head just the way he wanted her.

His lips trailed over her jaw, teeth scraping and tongue laving. He kissed her just below her ear, and she listened to her breath pant loudly over the sound of the crackling fireplace.

He nipped her sensitive skin, and she gasped, pulling at his hair. The hand on her arse smoothed over her hip, tugging up the short dress and inching towards her core.

He ran his fingers over her knickers, and she sighed his name, rocking into his hand. He growled at her throat and swiftly picked her up, her legs crossing around his hips and her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

They stumbled backward as he returned to her mouth, kissing her dizzy. She felt like she was floating when he pulled back, whispering, "You'll tell me when to stop?"

She blinked out of her haze, and met his eyes. They were black. She nodded, and Draco set her down on the bed.

He tugged at her dress and it shivered off of her, her hair tumbling over her shoulders as he threw her dress across the room. Bending to kiss her while she sat on the edge, his hands took her cheeks, brushing his tongue over hers. A fire curled low in her belly, heating her skin and sizzling her veins.

His hands trailed down her neck, rounding her breasts with a slight squeeze through her bra. She shifted to sit up on her knees as she unclasped her bra, flinging it across the room and reaching for him.