She has no time to settle on that thought when Malfoy peels away from her. Then their hands become fast and messy, her pulling her shirt off and him mirroring her—both of them chucking them somewhere in the room, along with the remnants of whatever else they're wearing. Leaving them naked and that too cannot be thought about twice because it's only a few seconds that they're apart and then they're kissing again as Malfoy leads her back onto the mattress, him hovering above her. It's too cold in the room and she's shivering despite the inferno every touch of his is leaving behind.