One of Draco’s hands reached around to play with her clit, rubbing soft circles, with such precise pressure she couldn’t have done it better herself. The other hand had a tight hold on her hips, his nails digging in with a gratuitous pain that she found herself savoring. She closed her eyes, focusing on the stimulation, emitting another, much louder moan. "Oh, you like that?" Draco hissed, drawing his hand away. "Mhmm" Hermione whimpered at the sudden loss of touch. Draco dragged her up by her hair until her back was neatly touching his chest. "Use your words" he commanded. 