"That’s not your decision to make" Hermione unhooked her legs from his hips. She pushed him until he was sitting on the armchair. While biting her lower lip, Hermione straddled him, rocking her centre against his hard member. Malfoy trembled in pleasure, his hands gripping her waist as he attempted to rock her body back and forth. She ran her nails over his chest, marking him until reaching the waistband of his pyjamas.