He brought his head up to rest his chin on her hip, replacing his tongue with his deft fingers, encircling her torturously until she was so slick and the heat inside of her threatening to burst that she arched her back, swiveling her hips against his palm to create more friction. Draco, ever the attentive partner, slid his fingers in then curved them against her clit, rubbing expertly as the ball in her lower abdomen coiled and coiled, then came undone in a single burst.