Still holding tight, he let himself sit back down and then lay backwards. Hermione was lifted off the floor, legs dangling on either side of his, impaled on him. He slid his hands around to her stomach and pulled her down on top of him. Her head fell onto his shoulder, and his hands reached higher to palm her breasts. Draco’s feet, still firmly planted on the floor, gave him enough grounding to lift his hips off the mattress, tilting to allow him to slide within her.