Dennis licked his lips after the kiss ended, and managed just a little laugh at her reassurances. Perhaps in the height of pleasure he could persuade her to let him have just a little taste of her neck. "Perhaps I will be next time," he added with just a hint of boyish cheek.
When she pulled back and disrobed, he did let his eyes wander down over her skin. He stood, and was already loosening his own shirt as he followed her over to the bed. There was something... unnatural about how young she looked. Dennis couldn't quite pinpoint it, but if she still looked as young today as he remembered the first time he came into Hogwarts, then something wasn't right.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his hand going to her thigh as he kissed her again, this time with just a little more insistence. He heard the rush of her heartbeat, and how it was starting to speed up, and he didn't think he could stop now even if he tried.