"While the idea of my cum dripping down your thighs as you walk into Potter’s office is appealing–" She shuttered at the thought, it certainly was appealing. His finger was moving in persistent firm circles and she gave up trying to continue to look at him. Her head dropped forward onto his chest. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "I’ll remember that you like that idea for later... but the first time I feel the inside of that pretty little cunt is going to require far more time than we have right now."