Hermione thought her heart might burst as she shifted, nudging his nose with hers as she brought their lips together. She poured every bit of love she could manage into their kiss, promising her devotion with her lips and tongue as he did the same. This time, when he hoisted her into his arms and continued on his path toward the bed, Hermione didn’t stop him. Nor did she stop him when he stripped her down, took her apart with his fingers and tongue and cock, then held her close as they both tried to stave off the spoken and unspoken fears they would soon have to face.