As soon as Draco finished standing, unbuttoning his pants, she grabbed him by the collar and spun them around, pushing him against the wall. Draco simply grinned at her, shiny with her arousal from the nose down. His shirt was also soaked, and while it should have mortified her, Hermione felt nothing but desire. She had never been that wet with anyone, not even when she played with herself. And she was going to return the favour. 