Cissy bit her lip as she turned to fully face her wife, licking her lips in anticipation as Hermione conjured a wooden chair to sit in and the Slytherin went down to her knees in order to lick her way up her wife's thighs. The sensation of Cissy's delicate fingers caressing her head with eager anticipation sent a thrill through her as she kissed her way up to her lover's quim.