Hermione leaned forward and grabbed a handful of his scorching skin, squeezing it as she admired her work, feeling her pet stiffen under her touch as she imagined the pain that her grip was causing him. She felt herself getting wetter between her thighs, moaning as she rubbed her legs together. Her deft fingers found the cold metal of the angle plug buried in her pet’s ass and moved it around experimentally as her other hand dipped between her thighs, her tongue coming out to wet her lips as her pet made delicious mewling sounds. She wondered how hard he was just now as she stroked them both.