"What do we have here then?"

Hermione whimpered slightly. She tried to move but her arms were bound to the bed so she was helpless to whatever he wanted to do. Her back arched slightly in anticipation and she pulled on the bonds again. A fiction, of course, as a simple spell would undo them but in these little games they played she liked knowing she was under his control, that he'd tied her up and made her wait for him. If only she could see him, she thought in frustration.

As if reading her mind, Tom let out a low laugh. "The blindfold was your idea love. And you look so beautiful in it." He moved closer and she gasped when she felt his tongue on her neck.

"And it means I can do anything."

He slowly kissed up her neck and along her jawline, occasionally nipping at her skin making her tremble.

"The question is….what to do with you?"

A sudden freezing sensation hit her nipples and she jolted.

"Tom I –" she started but a warm finger was pressed to her lips. "Sssh…just focus on how it feels," the icy sensation spread across her chest to her other nipple and she gasped. "Feel how the contrast between hot and cold affects you," Tom continued as a hot pulsing sensation flared up between her legs. Hermione squirmed and tried to close them, to get a little bit of friction but a firm hand pushed them apart. Ice cold prongs continued to shoot through her nipples and Hermione pulled on the restraints again.

"Tom" she pleaded. Even without her sight, she could still imagine the smirk he was wearing.

"Maybe," Tom whispered seemingly unaffected by her, "I should use real ice for this next bit."

Her eyes widened beneath the blindfold as she felt a solid cube of ice touch the top of her thigh. She moaned slightly as it made its way up her leg, drawing wet circles everywhere but where she wanted it. She was now trembling almost continually.

"Do you know the best part about using ice in conjunction with a spell?" Tom's voice was still perfectly even as Hermione thrashed against him, "it means I can leave that spell providing all that lovely heat in place when I do this."

He shoved the ice cube inside her and she let out a loud moan as it clashed with the burning heat inside her. The cold was so strong, so overpowering, it reached every part of her.

"Tom, please" she gasped, desperately trying to move away from him and the cold touch and at the same time wanting him to be closer.

"I think I need you to be quiet for this next bit." He sighed slightly and pressed an ice cube to her cheek, ignoring her slight jump, "I'm going to fuck you now Hermione and you have until this ice cube melts in your mouth to cum."

His eyes seemed to bore into her as he placed the ice cube into her mouth, "You look so beautiful" he whispered as he ran his hands down her legs and spread them. She waited as Tom lined himself up then pushed into her.

Tom let out a groan and immediately pulled back out before slamming back into her. He watched Hermione, smirking slightly as she arched her back.

With the intense heat spell inside her, it was too much and she tossed her head back and tried to make a noise as best she could

"You're not supposed to be saying anything." The words were punctuated with gasps of breath but Tom never lost his composure, even as he used her legs for leverage, filling her up as much as he could.

Hermione tossed her head back again and Tom tutted. The burning inside her melted away and she almost sagged in relief. Now she could focus on the feeling of Tom inside her.

"Do you want to know something?" He said as his thrusts got faster and less even, "I've cast a never melt spell on that ice cube in your mouth."

His thumb reached down to press into her clit and the icy feeling on her nipples suddenly returned and that with the building heat inside her cause Hermione to fall apart.

Tom ripped the blindfold off her face and she stared into his eyes, brown into black, watching as his breathing became more erratic and a slight flush began to appear on his cheeks….

"Fuck Hermione I'm going to - " Tom cut himself off with a groan as he came inside her. Hermione watched as he sagged against her exhausted, allowing himself a few moments of relaxation, these were the only moments where Tom would show any true emotion and she loved him for it.

Slowly, he pulled out and lay next to her, peppering her with kisses and he undid her bonds. Hermione sighed in relief and, before he could protest, lightly placed her hand on his side.

They held each other for a minute and with Tom stroking her hair and running careful fingers down her back, Hermione could feel herself drifting off to sleep.

"Did you enjoy that love?" Tom's breath was warm against the back of her neck.

"Mmmm," she replied sleepily, "But you'll pay for it next time."

Tom's grip on her hip became tighter, "I highly doubt that Hermione" he replied sharply.

Hermione looked at the bucket of ice and smirked, "Oh, you'll see."