She was fucking sopping with arousal and Draco's fingers slid along over her slick folds teasingly, finding her clit and rubbing in little circles, and she bucked under him. She locked one arm around his neck and buried her face against his unwounded shoulder and whimpered helplessly as he drew little circles and figure eights on the sensitive nub. Her other hand kept a tight grip on his cock but she seemed to have lost the ability to do anything with it, and his name was spilling from her lips, over and over, messy and garbled and frantic.