Harry let her drift into him.
"You little vixen," Harry whispered, chomping delicately onto her ear and blowing gently. She groaned, pressing up against him, still dripping across his body. He pushed her down again, moving down and pulling her legs apart. Creamy liquids soaked into the black string that held against her.
"Someone's very, very wet." He pulled it up, making her gyrate slightly, her breasts bouncing up and down. "HARRY, JUST TAKE ME ALREADY!"
Harry laughed, pulling the strings off, and pressed his mouth to her clit. He lapped around it, his fingers tightening around her thighs, leaving behind black-red marks. She groaned again, pushing against the feel of his mouth. His tongue slowly touched it, before licking it once, slowly. Arching her back, Hermione's core began to pulse with wanting. He felt it, and slid his tongue into her folds, masterfully guiding it around her. She screamed his name, her fingers clutching at the back of his head. Harry pulled out, licking his lips, before smashing them onto her, her lips aching at the taste of herself. Their tongues entwined, he pushes her up against the wall.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, sweetheart, you're never going to stop screaming," he gasped, pulling down his pants. She just nodded, her hands splayed against the wall, her leather outfit stretching even more. He kissed her again, pushing into her with his cock. She moaned into his mouth, as his hands kneaded her breasts violently.
"Mhmmm..." She grinded onto him, as he pounded into her, their pace matching each other. Their hips hit violently, over and over. Hermione screamed his name as she came, spilling all over him. He shot into her the moment she came, grabbing her for one last kiss, her lips swollen when they broke apart. He collapsed onto her, laughing breathlessly.
"Hermione," he whispered, touching her face. Her heart beat faster.
"Harry," she murmured back, clutching him on her, as if she would never let go.