Hermione gulped and quickly nodded, scrambling to get from a sitting to a standing position. She widened her stance and draped her body over the stand looking out over the pitch. Remus traced over his name, "Did you have any idea what wearing this would do to me, Hermione?" He pushed the fabric of his trousers down freeing his already weeping cock and lining it up to her core, barely pressing the tip in. "Do you know what it does to me seeing my name on your body?" He added an inch of his length and she moaned. "How worked up I’ve been just imagining the day when it becomes a reality?"