He received it like a king, remaining cool and appearing unaffected, but she felt him shudder under her touch, his breath coming faster. His hands remained frozen at his side, his eyes half closed, watching her through a dazed film in his eyes. Hermione was running out of breath again, she made to break away but he wrenched her back quite suddenly, his nails forming red crescents on her skin—she gasped and he gave her that second to draw breath before his hands grabbed her by the cheeks and he crushed their mouths together in a rough kiss.