He complied, his hand moving leisurely over her neck right to her breasts, bare and waiting; he didn’t linger there for long, merely brushing her perked nipples, then starting to draw circles over her stomach, right where all the butterflies lived. Now, it became more even sensual than before, more focused on bringing her over to the precipice, especially when Draco sneaked his hand between her legs and teased her clit. She moaned, happy that nobody but Draco and the siren in the tinted glass could hear her, the pitch of her release coming fast and steady. 