Hermione arched off the bed as pleasure ripped through her, grinding against Pansy's face. She placed a hand on Hermione's hips to halt her movement, continuing to fuck her through the orgasm, moving the toy faster. She was delighted when she felt the witch shudder again quickly, her hand coming down to run through her hair, lightly gripping it and pulling. Pansy groaned at the feeling, removing the plug and turning it off, before pulling back to look at her witch. She smiled as she leaned over Hermione, seeing her pupils blown wide, only a small ring of golden brown in them.