My wand vibrated at precisely nine pm on the night of June fourth. I grabbed my bag from on top of my dresser and checked myself in the mirror one last time. Ginny's recommendation was perfect; if I had been dating any man but Draco, I would expect some stuttering, blushing and perhaps even nervous laughter. I was dressed to the nines in a Slytherin green and silver bra with matching knickers. I pulled on my garter belt and a pair of black stockings after recalling his appreciation of them earlier that week, and then threw on a simple dress. With my bag in hand, I turned on my heel to Apparate into Draco's bedroom.
It was dark and empty, which is exactly what I hoped for. Draco told me his mother and he had dinner plans to celebrate his birthday that evening, and like any Malfoy celebration, he was expecting it to run late. I didn't ask if she knew about us yet, but I suspected she did not. I hadn't received any howlers or awkward visits from the Malfoy matriarch so it was safe to say I was right.
I dropped my bag on the bed and peeled my dress off. I pulled out my supplies and got to work. On the bedside table, I placed a bottle of Draco's favorite firewhiskey, along with a crystal tumbler. Behind it, I lit three vanilla-scented candles. I grabbed my wand and crawled to the center of his bed. I murmured the charm that the woman at the shop told me about and two long cords erupted from the end of my wand. With a small twirl, they wrapped around my ankles, and a final flick sent them to wrap around the posters at the footboard of Draco's bed. I lay back and set my wand next to the firewhiskey.
"Constringo," I whispered again and another set off cords wrapped around my wrists. I was spread out with a nice give in my limbs, but not enough to release myself. The cords were charmed to release upon my partner's command, but not a moment before. With a deep breath, I relaxed into the soft bed and waited.
Finally, I heard Draco's deep rumbling voice from outside the door.
"Goodnight, Mother," he called and stepped inside the room. The door shut behind him with a soft click and he inhaled deeply before seeing me bound on his bed. I stared at the ceiling as anxiety pulsed through me. The sounds of his footsteps grew closer until I smelled his scent next to me. I opened my eyes and he was looking down at me.
"Hello," he greeted quietly, then trailed my body with his eyes.
"Happy Birthday."
"Indeed," he murmured and traced his finger across my upper arm, causing goose bumps to erupt on my skin. He brought it down to brush over the cup of my bra, then down the valley between my breasts. When Draco pulled his hand away, I sighed in disappointment. He walked into his bathroom and shut the door behind him. The small twinge of panic that rushed through me turned into a sharp rush of arousal when he stepped back into the bedroom completely nude. The flickering light of the candles created shadows across the expanse of his broad chest. I longed to run my hands down his body and I pulled a little at my restraints, but they didn't budge. My eyes wandered down his stomach and landed on his half-hard cock. Another wash of arousal ran over me, causing my goose bumps to return.
Draco walked over to the side table and picked up the bottle of liquor. He smiled when he read the label and poured himself a drink. He took a long drink, then set his glass back down. Finally, he crawled on top of me, with his knees on the outside of my hips. He leaned forward and fingered one of the cords hanging from my wrist.
"What're these?" he asked curiously.
"From a specialty shop," I answered and blushed at the neediness I heard in my voice. Draco must have heard it too, because his cock jumped against my stomach. "They'll only release when you give the command."
He smiled and lowered his head over mine. His lips barely touched me and every atom in my body screamed for more. I moved my hips gently against him and he growled, then lowered his mouth completely. His tongue tasted like firewhiskey as it twirled around mine. Draco pulled back too quickly for my liking, but I held my tongue. He reached over to his glass and dipped his fingers inside. When he pulled them out, they were sticky with drink. Draco drew a long line down my stomach and over my knickers, and my skin tingled as the whiskey coated my flesh.
He lowered his head and blew; his breath cooled the liquid and I shivered a little. I let my eyes flutter shut in anticipation, and I felt Draco's tongue prod my swollen clit through the lace of my knickers. A breathy moan escaped from my mouth, but he continued to move upwards, licking the trail of liquor up my abdomen. When his mouth reached the band of my bra, he dipped his fingers in the glass again. This time, he painted the tops of my breasts in a wide V, dipping into my cleavage. Draco followed with his tongue again, sucking up the whiskey that pooled in between my breasts.
When he pulled back, he grasped for his wand and ran the tip up and down my cleavage. It was buzzing with the magical energy thrumming in Draco, and with a quick swipe, he cut through the band of my bra so the cups dangled on either side of my chest. He leaned forward again to coat my nipples in whiskey and his tongue danced around them. After a few teasing circles, he sucked my nipple into his mouth. I moaned again and arched my back, forcing more of me into his hot mouth.
"Oh Merlin," I moaned when I felt his teeth scrape the sensitive skin of my breast. Draco sat back up and looked at me for a few seconds before I spoke. "What?"
He shook his head with a sly smile and a quiet laugh.
"This is my favorite birthday present by far," he said and reached for his drink. I watched his throat bob when he swallowed.
"Do you want some?" he asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I nodded eagerly. Instead of bringing the glass to my lips, he took another drink. I pouted a little and he ran his thumb over my protruding lower lip. I sucked it in my mouth and watched in delight as his pupils dilated and his breath caught in his throat. Draco immediately slammed his lips on mine and bit down on my lip so hard that it should have been painful. Instead, a flood of moisture gathered between my thighs and I bit him back just as hard. In retaliation, he pulled at one of the ribbons holding up my stockings and snapped it against my thigh before grabbing his wand again and Vanishing my knickers.
While his kisses grew in fervor, he ran a finger up my wet slit so lightly that I nearly bit him again. My pussy was throbbing for attention, but Draco was taking his time with his feather-light strokes. After a few more minutes of insanity-inducing touches, I broke away from his mouth and dropped my head back.
"Draco!" I cried in an anguished voice. "Please!"
"Please what?" he asked into the skin of my throat as he moved down my neck.
"Touch me!"
"I am touching you."
I groaned and he chuckled, which only made me more aroused. I tilted my hips up and whimpered when I felt his hard cock brush against my thigh. I looked down; it was shining from the precome that was smeared across my skin.
"Draco, just fuck me! Please!"
"Nope," he responded, popping the "p" in my ear. Instead, he slid one finger inside me- not enough to satisfy me, but I still cried out in relief. I bucked my hips against him to increase the sensations sweeping over me, but Draco pulled his finger out with a tsk tsk tsk.
"Don't move, Hermione," he scolded then brought his finger up to trace my lips. "Lick."
I brought my tongue out to lick my arousal off my lips before he swooped down to capture my lips again. The combination of firewhiskey from Draco's lips and my own flavor from mine was intoxicating. His finger entered me again and I sighed against his lips. Draco added another finger, then another and I couldn't focus on anything but his long fingers curled inside me. I stopped our kiss, but he stayed close, resting his forehead against mine as I moaned in ecstasy. I was taking in deep, gasping breaths in an effort to prevent my hips from grinding against Draco's hand, but I couldn't stop myself from rocking slightly. Every time I moved, I felt the ridges of Draco's cock against the skin of my inner thigh and it sent shivers of excitement through me.
"I'm going to fuck you into this bed," Draco murmured in a gravelly voice. "Do you think you can be quiet?"
He curled his fingers into me again and I let out a strangled cry.
"My mother is sleeping only a few walls away," Draco said and rubbed his thumb over my clit. I bit my lips together and moaned. He covered my mouth with his own, swallowing my moans from every sweep of his thumb. My cunt was clenching down on his fingers and I felt my impending release build inside me. I was writhing under Draco's hard body, abandoning all pretenses of staying still. Just when my orgasm was within my grasp, he pulled his hand away, leaving me teetering on the brink of release. I groaned in frustration and when I opened my eyes, I saw Draco holding the knickers he had Vanished earlier.
"Open your mouth," he commanded. I eyed him for a brief moment then obeyed. He pushed the damp, lacy knickers into my mouth to act as a gag. When they were completely in my mouth, Draco hummed and rubbed my throat with his thumb. "Do you have any idea how sexy you look?"
I shook my head.
"Bound on my bed, with just these flimsy scraps of lace-" he toyed with my garter belt "-and your knickers stuffed in your mouth. I'm going to remember this moment for the rest of my life."
Draco grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed it up and down my pussy. My moan was stifled by the makeshift gag. Then, he slammed into me fiercely, and stars exploded around me. I fell off the cliff he had me teetering on, as fire shot through my veins. My orgasm was powerful and fast, and when I came down from the heavens, Draco was pounding into me at a relentless pace. Never-ending cries spilled from inside me, muffled by the knickers in my mouth, as Draco's hard cock rubbed deliciously inside of me. With every thrust, my wrists pulled against my bindings and I briefly wondered if I would be bruised the next day.
"Hermione," Draco groaned and I focused my attention on his angelic face. It was furrowed in concentration and flushed with arousal. "Fuck, you feel so good."
I tightened around him and he dropped his head back with a rasped growl. My silent screams were echoing through my mind as he took me higher and higher, until I thought I was going to burst into flame below him. I could barely hear Draco's husky pants and groans through the fog in my head, and it barely registered when he bit down on my breast to prevent from crying out when he came. His cock pulsed inside me and I lost it; the flames of my desire engulfed me and I was a prisoner to the lust coursing through my body. I was sure if I wasn't gagged, all of Wizarding Britain would hear my desperate, shrieking cries of pleasure.
"Relashio," Draco whispered and the cords around my limbs disappeared and the knickers in my mouth Vanished again. I brought my arms down with a groan and wrapped them around Draco's waist. He had collapsed on me at some point and his body was heavy and warm on top of mine. I lightly scratched his back and his scalp and he purred like a satisfied cat. A lazy smile took over my face and I let out a quiet, girly giggle.
"What?" Draco murmured into my hair.
"That was fun," I told him and he pulled back to look at me.
"It was. Thank you."
Draco rolled off me and pulled me tight against his side, so my back was flat against his chest. We snuggled in comfortable silence, drinking in the warmth of each other's bodies. Draco's large hand was splayed across my midsection and his head was burrowed in the crook of my neck. Every once and a while, he would take a deep breath in my hair, like he was trying to memorize the scent of my shampoo.
"It's from France," I said quietly.
"Hmm?"
"My shampoo. It's this fancy stuff my mum got me for Christmas a few years ago. I can't live without it."
"It smells like the candles," Draco commented. "I like it."
I smiled and turned myself around to face him. I placed one hand against his chest and let the other fall over his waist.
"I like the way you smell too," I said and leaned in to press my nose against his neck. I peppered a few soft kisses across his throat before lying my head back on the pillow. "Are you going to tell your mum?" I asked so quietly, I almost wished he didn't hear me.
He did.
"Do you want me to?" He tilted my chin to look in my eyes.
"I don't know," I said weakly. "I guess it depends on how serious this is. It wouldn't be worth telling her if it's just a passing fancy."
Draco narrowed his eyes briefly.
"Right," he said slowly.
"The more people who knows, the more difficult it would be if-when- we decide to break it off…" I trailed off and tried to duck my head, but Draco's hold kept me still.
"Do you expect that to happen anytime soon?" he asked.
"I don't know," I repeated. "I just expect you'll get bored at some point. I mean, Blaise said-"
"Blaise said?"
"It's your M.O., you know?"
"My what?"
"Your thing, your pattern. You date a girl, cheat on her, move on."
"I do?"
I reared back a little. "Don't you?"
"No, I never cheated on Astoria. Maybe when I was in Hogwarts, but Pansy and I were such an off-and-on thing that I never knew for sure where we stood. Why are you listening to Blaise?"
"He just… he got in my head."
Draco nodded and kissed the tip of my nose.
"Don't think I won't punish you for that," he threatened and my body heated up at the lust in his voice. "But for now, we should get some sleep."
"Alright," I said and snuggled into his chest.
After a few minutes of silence, he spoke again.
"I told her tonight," he said and I feel asleep with a goofy smile plastered to my face.
When I woke up, there were two large, watery eyes inches from my face. I shrieked and sat up, grasping the sheet over my naked chest.
"Good morning, Mistress Hermione," the house-elf greeted with a sweeping bow. "Mistress Malfoy requests Master Draco's and your presence in the sunroom for morning tea in one hour."
"O-kay," I stammered then prodded Draco in the side as the house-elf disappeared. "Draco, wake up."
"No," he groaned and pulled me down on top of him. I giggled as he placed warm kissed down my throat. I adjusted to straddle him and felt his hard cock pressed against my pussy. Desire swept through me and I longed to spend all morning in bed with my insatiable boyfriend. The sudden image of Narcissa Malfoy waiting for us chased that fantasy away as quickly as it arrived.
"Your mother has summoned us."
"Us?"
"Us."
"How-"
"I don't know, but we have an hour to get ready."
I climbed off Draco and headed to the bathroom. Aside from a few love bites and blooming bruises around my wrists, I looked fine. With a few concealing charms, I would be completely presentable. I stepped into the shower and gasped when I saw my favorite shampoo and conditioner on the shelf.
"Draco?" I called out and he peeked his head in the shower. "When did you do that?" I asked, pointing at the toiletries.
He just shrugged.
"Last night. I sent an elf to your place. I'll get my own set this week, but for now, this will be okay."
I pulled him into the shower with me and planted a sweet kiss on his lips.
"It's okay," I confirmed and squealed as he backed us into the stream of hot water. His cock was still hard and I moaned in both delight and disappointment when it brushed against my center.
"I suppose we don't have time for-"
"Probably not," he answered with a small pout. "You'd better shower alone if we ever want to make it to breakfast."
He rubbed his hair under the water then left me alone in the shower with my favorite shampoo and a giddy grin.