Draco's erection twitched under her when she swore. But she didn't pay attention any longer. She was busy clambering down from him and summoning their clothes. She hopped on one foot as she struggled to pull her jeans back on while also trying to tame her hair into a bun that looked less like she had just been shagged senseless. She failed at that last part, and Draco felt immensely proud of himself.