Draco shook his head. “That experiment may be for another day, not this one,” he told his girlfriend. Absently, he let his gaze wander around the room to see who it was that might be paying them any attention. He couldn’t help but let his gaze wander over to Millicent too to see what she was doing before pushing thoughts of her from his mind.
Grinning back, he was sure that Pansy wasn’t mad even before she smiled. She loved doing things for him; or so he thought, anyways. “I am helping,” he responded, still grinning. “Just in a different way.”
His hand snuck far enough under her skirt that his fingertip brushed the front of her knickers before withdrawing a little bit to keep stroking her thigh.