"Sorry," Draco grumbled into the pillow. "I'll try to be still," he then sighed as Dani continued with her art work she was adorning his back with.
"Willful? Probably more like stubborn maybe?" He teased her. Her voice was mesmerizing, relaxing him beneath her as she worked. Her touch sent small shocks through out, like the kiss had done, leaving him tingling. If he wasn't so relaxed, he may have removed himself from the position he was in and left, the feelings he had were not something he was used to.
He listened as she spoke of her visions and how everything became stronger after her mom had passed away. Maybe power did not die with someone but when that shell was gone it went on to the next one, which upped Dani's power immensely and had her unknowing how to control it. She was touching him now and so far she seemed fine. No visions.
"I'm not so sure I'd have laughed," he said. "I mean, you seem to be doing fine on your own."