Hermione gasped, her legs immediately gripping Draco’s head and holding him against her cunt as her body racked with pleasure. She hadn’t been expecting the little stunt he pulled, feeling the tip of his tongue flick her sensitive nub, nearly making her fly off the mattress. She could have scolded him for disobeying her order, she had every right to end this pleasure and punish him for what he did, but Hermione decided she would look over his transgression in favor of allowing her pet to test her limits from time to time. And it had felt fucking good.