He doesn’t respond in words as he grabs my face, rolls on top of me and kisses me. His tongue teases the seam of my lips, as I gasp he takes it as an opportunity to get closer. This is a primal need to be with each other. While kissing him I work on his buckle, pulling on it and struggling to get it open. Draco’s hands are caressing down my neck, over my breast and stomach. He helps with the buckle and pushes down his own pants and I follow his example.