Draco wasn't about to argue, even though Severus was wrong. Really, he was, and Draco intended to say so, but only after they had sex, because he wasn't going to start a discussion on whether they could have had sex for the past 10 years. The idea that they could have and didn't was too depressing.
"Good, I'm running out of patience," he answered instead. The raised eyebrow made him smile, and he mirrored it. "Yes?" He didn't even have to ask, though, because he knew what it meant. It meant that Severus was back in control, or at least he thought so, and Draco was willing to indulge him for now. The pouting could wait for a few more minutes.
He curled his hand around the back of Severus' neck and held him close as they kissed, while he rocked back against Severus' hand.