"Another first." Luna said with a breathy chuckle. It wasn't often she was called a genius. Usually the exact opposite. Though, she had always known that she was smart, even if other's didn't see it. She was a disciple of Rowena Ravenclaw herself. She must have some brains. "But please..." she breathed, "I'm still...benefiting from your - ah - you're little - oh Merlin - you're little condition..."
Luna was lost in her own world of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back slightly as her head fell back onto the pillow. Her nails now firmly raking down Hermione's back as she let out moans and mewls of pleasure that matched Hermione's thrusts. Her pale skin tinged a lovely shade of pink.
Feeling Hermione withdraw, Luna groaned and pouted, not at all ready to stop yet. Hearing Hermione's question though, she grinned and nodded eagerly. "What did you have in mind?"