"Godric Granger, I’m to come before I even fuck you," he moaned, thursting in earnest into her hand, still clutching him. Her felt her fist slowing rise up to his tip, before she lowered her mouth on him. Her tongue tasted every inch of him, her hand glowing with the emerald following as she pumped him slowly, deliciously. The pace was so painfully slow until he grabbed her hair, burying himself in her throat. He was about to cum in her mouth when she pulled off him, his hand thrown back. He stared at her in disbelief, almost anger as she grinned mischievously at him. 