"Merlin, you’re deceptively heavy, Granger," he teased her breathlessly, his muscles sore from the brief fight with Weasley, and straining with the warm, clutching weight of her. She felt so good though, her body moulded to his; her thighs squeezing his waist and her breasts crushed to his chest. He was so damned hard and his jeans were too fucking tight and if he let her drop too much she squashed right down on top of...she slipped and Draco bit his lip hard and let out a huff of pain, lifting Hermione up higher fast. Her arse was firm and luscious and his fingers flexed and his cock twitched.