Try as I might, though, once I actually slipped underneath the covers of my bed, I couldn’t stop these thoughts from running through my mind. I kept on considering this and that and the other thing. Like how it had felt with both Draco and Daphne pressed up against me. Draco’s hard rod rubbing against me like... I blushed as I realized that my hand was moving back and forth against my crotch, over my pajamas, in just the way that Draco himself had been doing it just last week.