Ut lignum est
"Hey," Hermione pouted, recognizing the nonverbal sticking charm Draco had spelled over her arms and legs. He distracted her from sulking by running a wet path through her slit with the broadside of his tongue.
"Your hands were distracting me Granger," Draco responded cheekily as he used his plump lips to suck her swollen clit into his hot mouth.
She fell back against the mattress panting, forgetting her indignation when his naughty tongue began to dance wickedly between her folds.
Moments later, Draco had Hermione screaming his name as she flew apart around his eagerly awaiting mouth.