He snapped his fingers again, and her forgotten panties slid down the length of her legs and landed on the floor. Draco took her by the hips, then his cock in one hand, teasing the tip along her slit, coating himself in her arousal, meager as it was.  His other hand resumed its work at her clit, trying to will forth more of that wetness. He bent over her again and kissed her deeply, one hand holding her throat. She knew what he wanted and opened her mouth—his tongue invaded, curling around hers. She was gasping, moaning involuntarily as he pleasured her. Impatient to keep waiting, he pushed his hips forward and plunged into her. Hermione bit her lip and winced. Draco settled over her, elbows braced on either side of her. He immediately started to thrust deep and hard. Hermione grunted and winced as he pushed his entire length inside her, his balls slapping against her.