There was no denying she was flustered at the attention he was paying her breasts, though it was most pleasant indeed, and though she was almost painfully shy about it, she couldn't fully bite back the little sighs and moans of pleasure. Her hands held his head almost firmly against her chest for a moment before sliding between them.
Although she wasn't sure what she wanted to do once he was freed from his trousers--she didn't want him to stop playing with her breasts, but she also wanted to bring him pleasure, too!--she followed her instincts, shifting slightly back on his legs to give her a little more room between them to bring him fully out, her hand stroking over him firmly. She wanted to ask him if he had his wand handy, if he could remove the rest of their clothes magically to make it easier for them, but she found her voice lost in the pleasure still, her brain going foggy with it.