He toyed with the elastic band of her knickers, locking eyes with a questioning look. She bucked up against his hand, granting permission without ever looking away. Slowly, giving her time to object, his hand slipped into her knickers. He rubbed his fingertips against her slit. Hermione hissed in pleasure and ground against his fingers. In response, Marcus slid a thick digit into her channel, causing her to arch her back. She eagerly met his hand moments. Grinning, he pumped faster, adding a second finger. "Oh gods, oh Marcus, Marcus." He felt her clench around his fingers. He continued to rub as she came down.