It wasn't much of a secret that Draco would be the kind of guy who liked to cuddle after sex. The attention was just something that brought him down from whatever high he'd managed to encounter. His breaths still came a bit hard and his heart still pounded even after they just lay there silently together. He didn't want to speak, and from Ginny's reaction, neither did she. This...it was perfect, in every sense of the word to Draco.
His eyelids were open in half-slits as he kept himself awake in the afterglow, and he lazily pressed kisses along whatever bit of skin he could come into contact with of Ginny's. They'd done it. He'd done it, and bloody hell it felt wicked awesome. He certainly wouldn't take anything back, regardless of whatever happened to them down the road. He'd surrendered to her completely, and it had felt wonderful.