Her agreeance to charms, he went to nod, his body internally shuddering at the sound of her voice along his ear, after he kissed her; but he couldn't seem to pull away. Feeling her move against him, her hands working at the buttons of his robes...
Kissing her mouth again, and again, he moved down to her jaw and then her neck and then pulled away, one hand behind her neck, the other grasping up her waist. Taking a few deep breaths, he looked back up at her and dropped his hand from her neck to grope for his wand.
Finding it, he cast a silencing charm and a locking charm on the door. If something happened Ficus could always get them.
Dropping the wood, not even noticing the clatter on the floor, his hands moved back to her body, fists trying to gather material, his lips desperate to taste ever inch of the pale skin along her neck.