Her hand reached out to splay against Bellatrix’s chest, her fingernails digging points into the pallid skin that covered a furiously beating heart, both their chests rising in tandem as they panted through their desire. With one shift shove Hermione had Bellatrix pushed back against the bed, her knees folding as she fell down, an arm catching Hermione to drag her down with her. Hermione spread her legs apart to straddle the warm waist, hands reaching down to press against the comforter on either side of her head. She dipped low to catch Bellatrix’s bottom lip, body leaning forwards as she lowered herself onto elbows, fingers wrapping into the unruly curls of her hair, tugging and sucking against soft flesh as she did so.