"I think someone’s turned on, Antonin," Yaxley observed.  Hermione whimpered an affirmative.  "Perhaps we should see what we can do about that, hmm?" He pressed a kiss to her neck, and she groaned.  Antonin lifted her onto the bed and took off his clothes.  Hiking her skirt up, he spread her legs and tugged her hose off along with her panties. Corban was unbuttoning his shirt, clearly in no hurry.