He’s making her feel wanted and desired and cared for in only a look and can she handle this right now? It isn’t a look one gives to a roommate or a situationship. This is more. Hermione’s hands become clammy. She’s nervous now despite the role she’s playing. Silently, she unclips the cage beneath his pulsing sac and removes the death trap entirely, finding his sticky essence on her fingers after throwing it one side. Draco sighs in relief and his cock springs free. It is marked by the cage walls. Delicious. 