Draco's heart nearly jumped as he was closer to her, hearing what she said about taking every step with him. He hoped she meant what he thought she did by that. He also thought it was about time he had some happiness in his life. And dating her, being with her would be a big part of that. He gasped with surprise as her hands were moving on his chest, on skin as he removed his shirt. He grinded his hips on hers and.. wasn't sure what he was feeling, but it had to be good. If they were going to do what he thought they were heading for? Well.. he was new to all this. He was kissing her, his left hand moving up her leg. He moaned into her mouth as they kissed. But then his eyes opened. She was damn beautiful to him. And the feeling of this was intoxicating and good.
But... the room. The room, this bed! He was likely cursed with such vivid attention to details. He was also a perfectionist. He wanted this, their first time, to be right. And this room was fine, it was. By muggle standards. He wanted it to look better, feel better. And the thought of them becoming as one shouldn't feel cheap, he wouldn't want it to be in his little room at a cabin. It had to be better than this. "Uhh... Pansy? I, err.. sorry. But we shouldn't continue.. you know. This. As good as it feels now, and what will only be better because it's us. But look at this place. I don't want such a special experience to be in my little room. Like this one, how it looks. Should we.. you know.. maybe try for one more suited for couples?"