Hermione wasn't sure she would ever admit it but being called the "brightest witch" did fill her with pride, especially the way Luna said it. Hermione's cheeks got pink as she complimented her again. "Thanks. I really haven't done it much so I am glad that it was good."
Slowly, Hermione got off her knees and stood up. She looked at Luna, splayed out in the aftermath of her climax, and found that she was really,really curious about something else...
"Luna?" she began softly. "Can I...do you want me...to get on top of you and slide inside you?" Hermione's voice was soft and a little unsure and really breathy but her gaze was intense and hungry as she waited for an answer.