She does her best, Draco can tell, but she can't help herself. As he lathers his hands in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, she slowly shifts her hips back and forth to feel him deep inside. Her desperation for it is wildly erotic and Draco forces himself to think about her hair in his hands. But she's leaning back, pushing her breasts up as her head dips back towards the water, her hips sliding against him.