Malfoy's free arm draped over her lower back as he began to match her rhythm, his own thrusts adding to hers and making stars dance behind her eyes every time their hips connected. "Yes, Draco," she panted. "That feels so –  oh ." He had hit the perfect angle, and she sat up a little bit, her hands moving to his chest, to try and find it again. He took the opportunity to slide his hand down between them, his thumb rubbing against her clit as the other maintained its position around her neck. 