Draco loves her like this, her back to his chest while he stares down at her peaked nipples. He loves the feeling her hair trapped between them. But right now, he wants to see her face. He works his fingers inside her and slides them out, swirling around her bundle of nerves and slicking her wetness through her folds. Without a word of warning, he scoops her up behind the knees and carries her back to the bed. He splays her flat, raking his hand down her body. His fingers trace lightly across her skin, moving back towards her legs.