"Merlin? His name is still muttered in awe," Draco refuted. "Powerful, if not all powerful. But, as I said, dark or otherwise, history is filled with stories of powerful wizards and very few witches."
"Only because you have more baby fat than she does," Draco hissed. There was something about disparaging her that was turning him on. In his trousers, he was beginning to show that excitement.
Against her thigh, Draco was starting to harden. Always one that was big even when flaccid, he didn't grow much but it grew rather hard and thick when he got turned on. It seemed he was getting turned on…
Draco kept massaging her breasts trying to get a reaction out of her. "Your nipples are hard," he hissed. "I think you like this, don't you?" he accused.