The spool she had felt tinkle inside her chest before seemed to unwind and coil around her shoulders. Except there was nothing to see when she blinked. But the feeling on the coil still pulsed through her with each thrust from Draco between her legs. Her breathing grew ragged as she sensed the coil reach for something. She did not know what, yet something deep in her heart suspected, when she had the sensation of a string being pulled taut. Her spine straightened before she arched her back. Draco's hands were still on her bum, and he pressed himself into her as much as he could. He rested his forehead on her chest where she felt his hollow breathing tickle her nipples.