Of course Draco wanted. He'd have to be blind or...well, dead not to want her. She was incredibly sexy, and she probably didn't even realize it. Oh, it had been fun and a little arousing to be close to her, helping her adjust her stance when he'd thought she was a beginner, but watching her play with the skill of a pro, that had been an unexpected turn on.
That brief hesitation worried him. Had he misread her? He hadn't been in this game for so long, it was entirely possible that he had, but then she leaned into him, wrapped those long, strong arms around him, and he was lost. Lost in the kiss, lost in her, so lost that he didn't even remember that they had an audience.
Draco was flying. She was kissing him back! She seemed more than receptive to his advance, she seemed eager, he thought with just a touch of wonder. He couldn't help but want more.
His fingers stroked her cheek gently before moving his hand lightly down her body, just slightly outside the realms of propriety. He held onto her hips, his fingers moving in small circles as he deepened the kiss. He spread his hands over her bum, sliding down to grip her legs just below. He lifted her, just enough to press her back to sit on the edge of the pool table. He wanted to feel her pressed closer to him.