Theo could feel his throat constricting at her words, feeling suddenly overwhelmed, but needing to press forward. Hermione caught the hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, revealing the rest of her body to him. His hands slid up against her cashmere soft skin, past the curve of her waist, up to cup her breasts. He delighted in the way that his hands fit against her body so perfectly, her nipples pebbling into hard little points beneath the calluses of his palms.