He heard his mother mutter an exasperated, "Really," as she left. He was quickly distracted from any guilt at disturbing his mothers breakfast by Hermione's mouth. His witch had sunk to her knees and was peppering kisses along his hardening length. He let out a low growl and she smirked at him. The Wolf was still in charge, and he was not in the mood to be teased. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and tilted her head back, pressing the tip of his cock to her mouth. When she opened it he thrust into her mouth, ignoring the shocked gasp as she choked on him. He pulled back letting her breath before moving forward again fucking her mouth as she clawed at his thighs. Her strangled moans vibrated around him and he let out a low groan as he looked down and saw tears in her eyes.