"Please," she begged breathlessly, pushing her hips up again, clamping her thighs around Draco's head, forgetful of his wounded state and he didn't remind her. He didn't want to ruin the moment; he was enjoying it too fucking much. "Please, Draco, I – I want your – I want to..." She was wriggling under him, pout shaping her mouth, eyes screwed tightly shut. Draco relented, and swept his tongue up to her clit and swirled firmly over it, and her pussy fluttered again like magic, her hands tugged sharply at his hair. Hermione tasted sweet and tangy on his tongue and he closed his lips over her clit and sucked hard, made her squeak and him grin.