Fingers smoothed over her back, dipping below the sheets to where she was still bare. Hermione snuggled closer, slipping her leg between his while using his chest as a pillow. Although...it wasn't a very good pillow, considering it was too hard to be comfortable. "We should probably get home." Hermione murmured, peeking up at him. "If we're late again, we'll have to pay Teddy more, and I'm sure he's had about enough of your son."
Draco snorted. "Why is he only my son when he's rambunctious?" He rolled her nipple lightly between his fingers, smirking when her breath caught. "I'll pay him extra to stay the night. Scorpius has to sleep eventually."
She doubted that would happen at all. "I stand by what I said: we should probably get home. If we don't, Teddy might not watch our unruly child again." That was a lie. Teddy was Scorpius' favorite family member, and their son felt exactly the same. "And your conference ended hours ago, there's really no reason for us to stay at this hotel."
"The Ministry paid for a night." Draco slid down the curve of her body, and parted her thighs before settling between them. Blowing a light breath over her folds, Draco's tongue darted out to brush her clit, and she shuddered. "And there's nothing I'd enjoy more than spending tonight in this bed with my wife."
He did make a rather compelling argument…
"We could do this at home."
Draco rolled his eyes. "I am home. When I'm with you, I'm home."
Before she could accuse him of using sweet nothings to win, her husband lowered his mouth, and she forgot that was arguing at all.
They could just pay Teddy double, she agreed.