They both moaned at the feel of it, enjoying the way they still fit so perfectly together. Not wishing to waste another moment, Loki began to move. He slid out slowly before pushing back in. Hermione ground backwards against his hips, her heavy breaths increasing with each thrust. Their chemistry was just as strong as it was back in the very beginning. This was never their problem. Their problem was trying to make things work because something or someone was always trying to tear them apart.