Draco grinned. "Yes, we'd like to keep the hexing to a minimum after all. It's much easier if they learn to team up against others."
He knew better than to argue when logically Severus was right, and yet, he still felt guilty from taking time from Faustus. That was indeed a new feeling, because he never felt guilty about anything.
"I guess you're right. I'm Draco Malfoy. I should be deprived of anything I want," he finally said with smugness. "I happen to want you, unless you have forgotten all about sex." He slid closer, and nipped at the tender skin of Severus' neck, before latching at the base and sucking hard. He could taste the fumes from the potions and sweat and instead of being disgusted (as he should be, his brain supplied), he wanted more.