He put another bit of Draco’s cream on his finger and offered it to Hermione, removing her sucker with a pop and replacing it with the cum. She chased after his finger when he pulled it away, but he replaced the lollipop between her lips ignoring her frustrated moan. He was so used to her being talkative, but high and aroused Hermione was a creature of moans and sighs. Theo loved how lost she was to the pursuit of her own pleasure. She was a wild animal like this, her lips mouth frantically working at the lollipop that was staining her lips a bright red.