“It seems you have your heart set on it,” Draco mused. “Who am I to deny a witch like you?” She was getting to him, there was no doubt. Draco kept himself under control though for the most part. However, inside his boxers, there was just a hint of something pressing against the front.
“Need? I don’t. Could be fun though.” Draco grinned at her. “Besides, I bet you don’t want to be caught in here with me, half dressed, when Pansy gets back,” he mused, fishing for some reaction from her.