Suddenly she flips herself over, going up onto her knees with the side of her face pressed against the floor, looking away from him. She adjusts herself so one arm is resting pillowed under her head, while the other reaches back behind her and rolls the plug across her tiny little rosebud, spreading the juices she’d collected. Draco chokes on his breath, heat flushes across his entire body and he thinks he might come in his trousers with just the knowledge of what she’s going to do. 