Draco fucked her through it, his movements sloppy and disjointed as he chased his own second climax. "Yes, Draco, that’s it," Hermione muttered once all her senses returned, their sweat-slicked chests sliding against each other. "Come on, I want you to come for me." His lips claimed hers in a punishing kiss – all teeth and tongue – as he gave a few final thrusts then stilled, nearly collapsing as he spent himself inside her. 