"Just relax" he whispered into her ear, sliding his hand slowly up her inner thigh. His lips brushed her ear as his fingers found her core, trailing lightly forwards across the soft, tender skin. She let out a shaky breath as the tip of his thumb found her clit and circled it gradually. She focused on breathing, ignoring the spiraling earth below her. Once Draco was satisfied that she was wet, he plunged two fingers inside her. Hermione let out another throaty breath at the rising aching for him. She felt like her brain had turned off, sufficiently complacent with only the cloudy knowledge that Draco meant safety and pleasure. 