She complied immediately as he freed his half-erect cock and pressed it into her mouth. With a whimper of desire, she teased and pleasured him tenderly until he was fully hard, pressing against the back of her throat as she suppressed the urge to gag around him. With a hum of approval, he pressed forward even further, fucking her throat with increasing speed. "Such a wanton little thing," he murmured. "In this sexy dress. On your knees. Taking my cock. Asking to be fucked right here in a muggle clothing store..." she moaned around him and he pressed all the way to the hilt, holding her there, his fingers pinching her nose closed until her cheeks were flushed dark pink then pulled back and hauled her to her feet, pressing her hard against the wall. She landed with a soft thud as she just barely caught herself with her hands on the wall, still gasping for breath. He took her hands then, bound the forearms behind her back and then shifted her dress slowly up her thighs until it was bunched at her waist. Hermione held her breath as she waited for him to take her, but then his weight shifted as he leaned forwards, his hair and breath tickling the shell of her ear.