"Oh yeah." Sara said with a breathy chuckle as her hands wandered just shy of Clara's breast before retreating to around her bellybutton and just above her skirt. The poison was the last thing in her mind right now, though it should have probably been at the top of the "worry" list. But having Clara right before her sent her "worry list" out the window.
Feeling the fingers in her hair, Sara let out a low moan, loving having her hair played with. She was soon finished unbuttoning CLara's blouse and let it fall open. Sara quickly moved her lips down to place random kisses and lay random trails with her tongue on Clara's stomach.
While Sara's mouth was busy with the older Slytherin's stomach, her hands went to push CLara's skirt up to her waist and slipped her hands under the girl's knickers, caressing the girl's firm arse, digging her fingernails in it every now and again to tease as she traced circles around her navel with her tongue.