Astoria groaned at the increased intensity and instead of shrinking from it, she met it, met it eagerly and nearly matched it with her own stirring hunger and need, hands sliding around to grip his shoulders, nails digging in slightly, She clung to him, arching and one leg slid up his side, and she gasped as she felt their hips make contact, felt the evidence of just what sort of reaction she was inspiring in Draco and she bit his lower lip, breath hitching as she rocked up against him in an instinctual shimmy of her hips.