He dropped the disillusion and looked at her critically. Her hair was a wild halo around her head, her cheeks flushed, and her shirt untucked. "You look thoroughly fucked." He smirked. Tell pulled her back in to kiss her gently. "I wish I could take you with me and we could take turns sucking each other off." He took her face in both hands and continued to pepper her with kisses as he talked. "I’m sure you’re a dab hand at curses and potion analysis. How many times do you think I could get you to orgasm on my tongue whilst you look through my paperwork?"