Draco's eyes went wide in surprise when she wriggled against him, and even if the look faded as quickly as it was there, it was clear for a moment that he was shocked, speechless. And then he could have teased, dragged it out, but he was afraid he'd have been embarrassingly silenced, dumbfounded again, and so instead his hand caught at her neck, and dragged her mouth in against hers - the kiss was hungry, hungrier than he thought he'd ever been for anything, even for her. "Neither am I," he managed, dragging in a breath before kissing her again.