After a bit more breathing, Draco says something completely unintelligible in protest, and there's a distinct sort of... well, it's definitely a whine. But eventually he finds the energy to push himself up.

He still blinks down at Billy somewhat blankly for a moment more, before his eyebrow quirks faintly in amusement. "Surprised it's lasted this long, honestly."

But he shifts back, only a tad lightheaded after everything he's had tonight mixes in with the post-haze bliss. It is rather unconsciously that he offers a helpful hand to tug Billy off the wobbly table.