"Nope," she ran her hands under his shirt, caressing his bare skin. "No popping about. Rude." They made it halfway up the staircase before a gentle grazing of fingers tickled the wrong spot and he lost his balance. He twist to take the brunt of the fall and sat with her straddling his lap. "Close enough." Hermione began unbuttoning his trousers. Agreeing with her, Marcus pulled her t-shirt over her head and removed her shorts. The sounds of tugging on clothing and grunts punctuated the removal of the minimum required clothing. Sinking, Hermione reveled in the feeling of fullness before rising to sink back down. She set a slow teasing pace, hands on his shoulders for balance. "Oh, my gods I missed this."