"Tell me Granger, Have you touched yourself to the thought of me fucking you in the prefects bathroom?" She hummed a yes, afraid to speak, afraid to break the ecstasy he was creating within her. "Show me." He instructed simply. She pulled one of her hands from the paper and slipped it down the front of her skirt, not daring to glance back at him, she performed slow circles on her swollen clit. "No granger, I said show me." He demanded, yanking her skirt down her legs to reveal her dainty knickers, soaked in her slickness.