"Still okay?" he whispers into her ear and she practically squeaks out a "yes." She thinks she can feel his smile as he nips her earlobe, flicking his tongue against her neck as he works his way back to her mouth. He palms her breast, firm but gentle, rolling it in his hand. Hermione rests her forehead against his and opens her eyes to find his blue ones looking her, a slight crinkle around the edges. He slips one finger beneath the lip of the cup and circles her nipple. Her mouth drops open, and he captures it again with his.