She felt the twitch of interest from his growing erection against her bum and with a flick of his wrist he’d summoned a vial of lubricant. Nudging her upper leg forward with his knee, he spread her buttocks and murmured a cleansing spell before pressing a lubricated finger slowly inside of her. Hermione gasped at the intense sensation but relaxed quickly into it and after another moment he had added a second finger and finally a third. Removing all three digits, she felt him shift his hands to lubricate himself and then he was pressing into her, filling her slowly. She moaned and then his unlubricated hand rose up to cover her mouth. She moaned louder, the sounds muffled by his palm as he continued to fill her centimetre by delightful centimetre. She shuddered as he stretched her, the sliding friction seemingly endless as he filled her to the hilt and then, he was fully inside her. 