"Please?" he said with a half-smile, and she melted at the unexpected sweetness of the word. Quickly, smiling, she divested him of his trousers and boxers and wrapped her mouth around his cock; still such a foreign, thrilling experience. Peeking up at him and watched his face as she lapped and sucked, and twisted her hand slowly up and down in time with her mouth, making his hand spasm around a handful of her hair. Hermione didn't mind so much that he'd stopped her short of the brink then, seeing his face, and besides, she knew he'd make up for it. Oh god yes, she knew that very well. So she worked at his cock, experimenting, playing, and teasing him mercilessly.