An electric charge flashed up Hermione's spine as Harry's cock, lithe and firm and springy, flicked and grazed against her soaked entrance for the first time, as he wrapped his arms under her shoulders, tugging her protectively tight. She reached behind his head and pulled his mouth back to hers. Harry simply moaned against her lips. She felt him increase in hardness as their tongues tangled together and it was a startling sensation, to feel him grow against her blazing crotch. It was a positive affirmation, too, for Hermione now knew she had the power to arouse Harry at will.