She wasn’t sure what to do now. Her whole body felt sated and content and she wanted to curl up somewhere and sleep but unfortunately she was spread out on an old school desk still impaled on Malfoys cock. She pushed herself up, hands flat on the desk. His hands held her lightly as he gently pulled out of her, pulling her skirt back down. She slowly turned around and warily looked at him, his trousers were still open and his half hard cock was there, glistening in front of her. This had really just happened. His hair shirt was all rumpled and his tie had been loosened, there was colour high on his cheeks and his eyes looked nearly black. She was struck by the thought that she would forever remember him looking like this, that she had made Malfoy look like this. He tucked himself back in, pushed the hair out from his eyes and straightened his tie.