Virginal was not a word that would describe Parvati Patil. She’d been around the block enough times that she ought to be embarrassed by it. She wasn’t really the sort to be so out of control though. The lectures weren’t playing out in her head yet. She could imagine if her sister knew what she was up to what she might have to say about it (or Lavender for that matter). She’d been with plenty of people but she certainly had not done it quite so publically.
Her muscles contracted and pushed against him adjusting he entered her while the hand at his shoulder dug in with her nails to keep standing there. She was a strong girl but he legs felt a bit weak at the moment. Her mouth opened slightly and she moaned into nothingness. This was surreal really – the cool of the wall against her bare ass and him moving inside her. “Fuck Fin,” she murmured into the side of his head being eloquent as always.