"Mm, is that so?" Draco asked with a little flirty smirk. He was pleased that she seemed to enjoy it so much. Her kissing was quite good. It was not evident that she had not had much practice with it before Draco. The only way he could describe it was... soft. Just like the rest of her. Her face, her body when it was pressed against him. All so soft, so... Hermione. He had even grown accustomed to a certain scent around her; perhaps it was the perfume she wore?
Returning her kiss with enthusiasm, Draco wrapped his arms around her middle again and practically pulled her over into his lap. He'd never felt such a spark, such chemistry with anyone else. Finally he pulled back with a small apologetic look. "Sorry, I didn't mean to get carried away," he said quickly, studying her face for any sign of being frightened or bothered. He loosened his arms around her a bit.