He undressed, not taking his eyes off the young lovers in front of him. If he were being honest with himself, he’d happily watch them all day. Hermione was exquisite when she lost herself in pleasure, and he had a front row seat to her unraveling. Her eyes were screwed shut with her head thrown back as she ground herself over Draco’s mouth chasing her release, not spending one second worrying about whether the man needed to breathe. Draco’s cock was steadily leaking all over his stomach and Remus climbed up to the foot of the bed and took it in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the head and sucking hard, taking pleasure in the muffled sounds Draco was making underneath Hermione.