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Chapter Four

"So, did you choose a safeword?" Draco asked, watching as Hermione positioned herself against the headboard. She was nude, sitting upright, looking absolutely delectable. Her nipples were stiff, showing her arousal already.

"I want to stick with flamingo." Hermione smiled at him, blushing. "It just seems fitting."

Draco chuckled in response. "Whatever you'd like, Hermione." His gaze raked over her naked body, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?"

Hermione flushed, as she always did when Draco called her beautiful. "I'm ready," she told him, her voice laced with excitement. Tonight, she would be bound and blindfolded, completely at Draco's mercy. She knew that he had something planned, but she didn't know what. She couldn't wait to find out.

"I'm going to tie you up by hand, not wand," Draco said, moving towards her and straddling her legs. Grabbing one of the red satin ribbons on their nightstand, he carefully tied one of her wrists to the headboard. His fingers trailed along her arm, teasing her lightly. Taking the other ribbon, he secured her other wrist. "All right?" he asked.

Hermione nodded. "Just right," she replied, pulling on them to test them. She exhaled deeply, readying for the next part.

Taking the third piece of ribbon, Draco carefully secured it over her eyes, tying it in the back of her head. He made sure that she wasn't able to see, but that the ribbon wasn't too tight. "You look so sexy right now," Draco purred, pulling away from her. "I think you'll like what I've got planned."

Hermione trembled slightly in excitement. She waited there, bound and blindfolded, holding her breath as she waited. She could hear the heavy beat of her heart in her chest. After a few moments, she groaned. "Draco?"

"Patience," he said, laughing slightly.

She nibbled her lower lip as she waited. A small gasp escaped her as she felt something soft trail along her stomach. The item travelled on her stomach, moving towards her left side, causing a small giggle to escape her lips. "You know I'm ticklish!" she protested when she heard Draco's quiet laugh.

"I just love to see you squirm," Draco admitted, before moving the item up her sides. "Have you figured out what it is yet?"

"A feather," Hermione replied. "A very soft feather."

"Such a clever witch," Draco praised. He grinned as he dragged the feather across her breasts, teasing her nipples. He swirled the feather around one of her nipples, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath her touch.

Hermione's tongue darted out, wetting her lips. She mourned the loss of the feather when Draco removed it from her body, holding her breath as she waited for him to touch her once more.

A rush of excitement went through her as she felt the feather between her legs. She wished she could see what Draco was doing. She bet he looked sexy as hell teasing her with that feather. Perhaps she would ask to see his memory of the moment later…

Draco's fingers joined in a moment later, lightly circling her clit as he trailed the feather along her inner thigh. He heard her breathing deepen as she shifted on the bed. He continued to tease her until her breathing quickened even more, her orgasm approaching.

Right when Hermione thought she was going to come, Draco pulled away, no longer touching her. "Draco!" she cried out.

"It isn't time for you to come yet," Draco told her sternly. He waited a few moments until Hermione had calmed before he resumed pleasuring her with the feather. He trailed it up and down her body, from her neck to her ankles, tickling and teasing her.

His fingers found her clit once more, slowly rubbing and circling the sensitive nub. He lightly teased her nipples with the feather, moving back and forth between the two. Hermione grew flushed once more and he knew she was approaching her orgasm once more.

Hermione felt herself grow closer and silently prayed that Draco wouldn't deny her a second time. When he pulled away, a frustrated groan escaped her lips. She wanted to come so badly. "Draco, please," she begged.

"Please, what, Hermione? You'll have to tell me." Draco's voice was low and husky as his eyes feasted on her flushed and aroused form.

"Please, let me come," she whimpered, wriggling against her bonds. "I want to come."

"If you're good," Draco promised. He began to tease her with the feather once more, skimming her body everywhere.

Hermione enjoyed the soft feel of the feather. She made a mental note to ask Draco to use it on her back and arse another time. And she wanted to tease him with the feather. Or an ice cube…

"So beautiful," Draco hummed, skimming the feather over her curves. He could tell that she was ready to come, and decided that it was time. He pulled the feather away and placed it on the nightstand.

"Draco?" Hermione asked, her voice husky.

Draco positioned himself between her legs, his eyes taking in the sight of her glistening, wet cunt. "I've denied you this pleasure long enough," he said, chuckling slightly when he heard Hermione's relieved sigh.

His tongue darted out, swiping her slit from bottom to top. He swirled his tongue around her clit, sucking lightly at the swollen nub. She tasted divine.

Hermione let out a breathy moan, wriggling her hips slightly. "Gods, Draco," she whimpered, already feeling as if she were going to come. All of his teasing and keeping her on the edge had left her body tense, begging for relief.

"Such a good witch," Draco purred before working his tongue on her once more.

"Merlin, I wish I could touch you," Hermione whimpered, pulling on the restraints slightly. "I want to run my fingers through your silky hair." She paused as he slipped his tongue inside her. "Draco," she moaned, her back arching as she tugged against her restraints.

He continued to suck and pull at her clit with his lips, teasing her. He could feel her body start to shake as her orgasm approached. "That's it," he purred, "I want to see you come undone."

Hermione gasped as she finally fell over the proverbial cliff. Her orgasm washed over her, her body tensing as she groaned. Draco continued to lap at her centre, tasting her release. "Draco!" she moaned.

Once she finished, Draco pulled away. He licked his lips before untying the blindfold. He smiled when he saw Hermione's big, brown eyes.

"Draco," Hermione said softly, taking in the sight of him. "Untie me so I can hug you."

Draco chuckled. "As you wish, my princess." He quickly untied both of her wrists, laughing as she launched herself at him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.

"I love you," Hermione murmured, pressing a kiss to his neck as she nuzzled him. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too," Draco replied. "Want to get ready for bed?"

Hermione glanced up at him. "Are you sure you don't want me to reciprocate?"

"Nah," Draco said, shaking his head. "I'm in the mood for a good cuddle."

She smiled warmly at him. "A good cuddle sounds perfect." Kissing Draco once more, she headed towards the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Draco watched her hips sway as she headed to their bathroom. "That arse," he muttered in appreciation. He was smitten.