It occurred to her then, as he slowly drove her out of her mind that she could touch him, really touch him, like she'd always daydreamed about doing. Draco did a very good job of keeping people out of his personal space and while Astoria clearly had special privileges in that department, she'd never really explored as much as she might have liked. Her hands slid down from his neck slowly, tracing over his shoulders, fingers sliding down his shoulder blades, gliding over his spine, as she tilted her head back, inviting his mouth to do as he pleased to her.