"I let you sleep for a little while," Draco said with a hint of defensiveness. He picked up the pace with his fingers a little. He had, in fact, had the memory of fucking her arse stripped away. However, he had memories of playing with her arse.
"You love it when I finger your arse," he accused. He kept it up for a few moments. Rolling away from her, his fingers slipped out. His cock swayed as he moved to his back.
"Get on top of me," he ordered huskily. "But face away." Draco was already trying to arrange things so Hermione would be in a good position to fuck her that way.