"Yes," she whispered, needing to touch him like he was touching her. "Where though?"
Millicent couldn't think with Draco so near - with his lips on her neck and his cock pressing invitingly up against her wet knickers. She needed to think. He couldn't go to her room and if she went to his, they could get caught. She had no idea where they could go. But right now, she didn't really care.