"You flatter me, sweet," Narcissa said, coming to her and pressing a kiss into her shoulder.  Hermione sighed, tilting her head back, as Narcissa trailed kisses along her neck.  "It was so hot the way you moaned when Severus was fucking you," Narcissa said in her ear, hands going to Hermione’s breasts.  Hermione felt herself growing wet again.  Lucius chuckled, delighted, his hand slipping between her legs.  She whimpered a little, eager.