Draco walked slowly back into the main room and headed straight to the bar. He leaned down and pocketed the knickers that she had left on the floor. He pulled on his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned, and poured himself another drink before finding a dark corner to sit himself in and wonder who on earth Raven could have been. He didn’t know anyone like her. He never even knew he had a praise kink until she had well and truly made him her bitch.