The Next Morning

Hermione slowly woke with a groan; her shoulders were aching and her hands were numb she tried to lower them from above her head but found them immobile. Her eyes flew open with a start and she became thoroughly disoriented, this wasn't her room, nor was this her bed. Where the fuck was she and why was she practically naked and spread eagle for all to see? Her eyes darted frantically around trying to find the answers.

A low chuckle drew her attention to her left and she swivelled frantically to try and see who her captor was but to no avail, her restraints left her very much defenceless. She dropped her head back onto the mattress with a groan closing her eyes tightly in the hope that this was all just a bad dream, but that infuriating chuckle would not leave her alone.

"Good morning" said an all too familiar voice, a voice that had the power to send shivers all down her spine, a voice she strained to hear during the day while they were 'ignoring' each other, a voice she could make cry out in pleasure and satisfaction when nobody was around to hear it.

"Draco, I don't know what you're playing at. Un-tie me now!" she said between clenched teeth, if she had been standing she would have stomped her foot, as it were all she could do was thump her foot at the end of the bed. That chuckle made her see red "Now, now my dear, you're not really in a position to be making demands" he said lightly and she heard his soft treads as he approached the foot of the bed.

"Why am I in this position at all?" she retorted hotly, refusing to admit that she was becoming aroused at all the possibilities being tied up to a bed could present. Her breath started to come in small pants as she envisioned one erotic scenario after another, she wanted him to come over and touch her, and she wanted him to take her then and there as roughly and carelessly as if she were a whore

"Draco please, let me go" she pleaded when he didn't respond, he stood just out of eye-shot and she could feel his intense gaze, she felt more exposed than she ever had in her entire life. She felt her face flush in a mix of embarrassment, anger and intense arousal as he took another step closer his intoxicating scent of sandalwood and something uniquely his own wafting over her teasing her senses, she bit her lower lip to keep from groaning again, this time in sheer pleasure.

"You know when you blush it spreads all the way down to your breast" he stated as if she hadn't spoken at all. He finally became visible at her left side and she looked at him with lust filled eyes, which quickly turned to fearful when she saw what he held.

A long brown leather cat-of-nine-tails whip dangled carelessly from one beautifully manicured hand, tiny beads at the end of each tail clinked together merrily; a complete contradiction of its true purpose. She reluctantly removed her gaze from the weapon only to stare wide eyed at her lover. She was about to plead for him to let her go again when he hit her with a Silencio charm. She snapped her mouth shut and would have whimpered in fear if she could make any noise at all. He smirked and advanced on her, she began to struggle against her magical bindings in a futile effort to escape which only caused him to laugh at her again

"You can't escape. You my dear have to be the biggest tease in Hogwarts" he stated moving closer and leaning toward her face, she glared at him silently

"Don't deny that you have enjoyed leading me around by my cock, but not anymore – Draco Malfoy is nobody's bitch" she rolled her eyes as if to say get over yourself but he continued to ignore her "Now, I get to have my wicked way with you and there is nothing you can do to distract me" he flicked his tongue out to lick the love bite he had given her the night before and she shuddered.

He straightened up and stood looking down at her slowly twirling the whip in his hand and her erotic fear returned, she knew he would never hurt her seriously, but that didn't mean she would forget this morning events so easily either.

He suddenly raised the strips of leather and made a move to bring them stinging across her bared flesh, she flinched the moment he moved his hand but the pain never came, she couldn't believe what she saw. Draco had deliberately stopped short of hitting her and he had that blasted smirk plastered to his face

"Thought I would do it didn't you mudblood?" he commented lowering the whip a fraction, she glared daggers at him but he still would not look her in the eye, infact he hadn't looked her in the eye during this whole encounter and she began to wonder why. He lowered the whip a little more until the tiny beads were resting on the smooth expanse of her stomach causing a hundred different nerve endings to react and her to inhale sharply. His smirk turned into a leer as he noticed her arousal.

He lowered the whip yet another fraction and used the strips of leather to brush and caress the skin between the tiny underwear she had on and the undersides of her breasts. Every time I he got close to either end she would arch her body up in a silent plea but he would quickly change direction leaving her deeply unsatisfied.

He continued to torment her for long minutes until he finally bought his weapon over the swell of her breasts to draw lazy circles, deliberately avoiding their peaks. She cried out silently and arched into the touch becoming desperate with need but still he did not touch her. She whimpered when the touch left her completely but she refused to open her eyes to see what he had in store for her next but when several seconds had gone by and still no touch came she cracked an eyelid to peer at him.

He was staring at her breasts as if he were a starving man suddenly offered a kings feast, she watched carefully as he slowly reached out a finger to brush against her making her moan, he saw this silent response and stretched out beside her. She closed her eyes again when she felt his breath caress her starving flesh, and if she could move her hands she would have guided his head to her. He sensed her intense desire and rested his head on her breast snaking out a tongue to lazily flick against the hardened bud before taking it into his mouth and suckling. He spent what felt like hours worshiping her breasts and she was so mindless with desire that by the time he began to plant kisses along her flat stomach she was of the firm belief that she would lose it then and there.

He finally began to touch her, running his hands slowly from shoulder to thigh, as his mouth continued its journey down. Finally reaching the tiny red lace panties she still wore he stopped and his breath ghosted over her throbbing centre. He shifted to kneel between her thighs and muttered a quick spell making the garment disappear leaving her completely bare and his for the taking.

Much to her disappointment he completely skipped her aching core and he proceeded to plant hot wet kisses from thighs to calves and back up again. She held her breath as he hovered over her and continued to hold it as he bought his kiss to where she most needed it. When he snaked out his tongue to lazily flick her bud much like he had done to her breasts she remembered to breathe and began to take in great gasps as he paid homage to her in the most sinful of ways.

She writhed beneath him as he used a combination of lips, tongue, teeth and fingers to bring her to the most devastating orgasm of her life and she collapsed beneath him. He slid up her body to capture her lips and she felt like the most loved woman on earth as he slid his erection into her easily, still feeling her contractions. He muttered yet another spell and she was suddenly able to speak however she found all she could do was pant as he began to assault every one of her senses for the second time that morning.

Nothing about their lovemaking was gentle as he slammed into her with brutal force, holding her hips in a crushing grip helping her to thrust just as hard into him as they used each other in every sense of the word, desperate for the satisfaction they could bring each other. It was not long before he cried out his release against her mouth and she soon followed him over the edge screaming his name, both chests heaving as if they had run a marathon.

He finally collapsed on top of her muttering into her neck, her magical bindings sprung open and she was able to gingerly lower her arms to wrap around his sweaty torso. She also bent her knees to cradle him within her embrace relishing the fact that she could now touch him. They remained that way for a while, catching their breaths until Draco finally stirred and lifted his weight onto his elbows gazing into her eyes smiling

"I love you, do you forgive me?" he asked gently

"For what?" she asked completely lost in those grey orbs

"Everything. Lavender, Tying you up" he said kissing her glistening forehead, a slow wicked smile formed on her lips

"hmm I forgive you for tying me to this bed, but I don't forgive you for feeling Lavender up … you've still got some making up to do for that" she told him

He frowned but kissed her anyway "You're an evil woman" he told her

"I know"

"You're also late to charms" he said smugly

"What!" she screamed flinging him off her and running to find clothes, he sat up in bed laughing as for the fifth time in two days she ran off on him.

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