"It's a personal favorite," he admits, biting with a certain sharpness at both Billy's lips before he is drawing back, with a smirk that also holds a certain sharpness. Draco's fairly sure he'll get what he wants, but he's in no hurry. His hips squirm back a bit, to give himself more room to move.

"But I did ask what you wanted... unless of course, you want what I want."