Hermione slowly sunk down onto his cock as he closed his eyes in bliss, hands carefully running down her body, lifting up, then back down her body. So as to not disturb her growing feathers. She hummed in pleasure as she sheathed him fully and rolled her head back, he took the opportunity to kiss her neck. By his estimation she was going to have a lovely ruff of feathers at her chest, and he was going to well enjoy putting his face into them. He put his hands on her rump as she began moving and aided her as she moved along him at her own pace. She liked rolling her hips just so, so that her clit brushed against his body. Every roll, every little brush like that made her clench around him bringing him lovingly up with her. 