Feeding from Nott was equally pleasurable—she liked to grind on his thigh until she came, feeling his whimpers of need through his throat. Nott loved her breasts, loved to bury his face in them and suck on her nipples as he fucked her. Hermione liked to reward him for his service after she drained him, let him nestle in her arms and feed from her in his own manner. By that point he was usually glaze-eyed, thoroughly spent and reduced to nothing but movement and little words except: