Merlin, have me! Use me to pleasure you! Her body seemed to ache in need as her wife's lips kissed their way down, undoing the clasp to her bra and letting the dress fall to the ground. Hermione's fingers slid over Narcissa's hip and squeezed, pulling the older witch back into her wife's embrace. Instinctively, Cissy's hips rolled as she ground herself into her lover.