She's more than ready to be taken to his bed, that's the thing. She follows him with sure steps, her mouth surging up to meet his, kiss for kiss, their breaths meeting in the very small space between their lips. How is she going to survive not igniting from kissing him tonight, she has not idea.
She's already done a fair share of groping by the time they cross the threshold to his bedroom (her hands on his back, her hands on the small of his back, her hands on his hips to pull him close so she can moan into the next kiss, her hands - cheeky and wanton - curved over his ass, fingertips pressing in for a brief second), and it's only because she needs to catch her breath that she takes in the room, quickly, while Draco pants in her ear.
"I think," she murmurs, unwittingly close to his ear, one hand climbing up to curl over the back of his neck, "you'll find I can be flexible." She squeezes his neck a little, and leans back to meet his eyes in the dim light.
She looks wild at this point. Her lips kiss-swollen, her hair slowly being pulled out of an updo that she didn't put much effort into anyway, and the pupils of her eyes dilated from everything they've done in the last few minutes. A little impatient sound escapes from her throat, something like a growl, and she reaches down between them with both hands to start tugging his shirt out of his slacks. "Take your clothes off. No - on second thought, take my clothes off." The flash of a grin.
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She's already done a fair share of groping by the time they cross the threshold to his bedroom (her hands on his back, her hands on the small of his back, her hands on his hips to pull him close so she can moan into the next kiss, her hands - cheeky and wanton - curved over his ass, fingertips pressing in for a brief second), and it's only because she needs to catch her breath that she takes in the room, quickly, while Draco pants in her ear.
"I think," she murmurs, unwittingly close to his ear, one hand climbing up to curl over the back of his neck, "you'll find I can be flexible." She squeezes his neck a little, and leans back to meet his eyes in the dim light.
She looks wild at this point. Her lips kiss-swollen, her hair slowly being pulled out of an updo that she didn't put much effort into anyway, and the pupils of her eyes dilated from everything they've done in the last few minutes. A little impatient sound escapes from her throat, something like a growl, and she reaches down between them with both hands to start tugging his shirt out of his slacks. "Take your clothes off. No - on second thought, take my clothes off." The flash of a grin.
"Please."