"Oh fuck...oh fuck I’m going to –" Draco ground the words out disjointedly and then it was pulsing in Hermione’s hand, and she almost pulled her mouth away when he came and warm wetness hit her tongue, mingling with her saliva. Faintly salty and almost...sticky, and Hermione swallowed without even thinking about it, hand still moving on his cock as he let out a low shuddering whimper that was half a growl, and clamped his fingers in her hair again. And then his body went limp like he was a puppet whose strings had been snapped, and Hermione’s mouth was filled with her saliva and the rest of Draco’s cum, her tongue still swirling messy over the head of his cock. She felt like she’d just gotten an "O’ on her Newts, ridiculously, absurdly proud of herself.