She's wet, from the short fingering by the window or what they've done on the bed, and he inhales the scent of her arousal. His dick jumps again, hard and almost painful, and he ignores it. "You smell so fucking good." He breathes in again, deep, letting his exhale drift across her heated flesh. He sees her tighten briefly at his words, can actually see the muscles contract, and his dick jerks again. Draco lets it come to rest against the bed covers. It can find its own friction there.