COMPLETE. Hermione convinces Draco to spy for the Order and she becomes his handler. But what are Draco's true motivations? Hard to say when he's still figuring that out himself.
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Hermione jumped off the bed in triumph to see his wrists and ankles bound in front of him, much like the first time they had met at her house.
Anger completely gone, Draco stared up at her with a disbelieving grin.
"You kinky bitch."
Perhaps, but she was absolutely furious. She waved her wand in a series of circles and the ropes attached themselves to the bed posts, spreading his limbs. Hermione dropped her pajama bottoms and knickers to the floor and tore her shirt off, over her head, and tossed it to the side. Draco watched her with a smirk, and his erection rose to life as she crawled on top of him.
She dug her nails into his shoulders and rubbed herself over his length. He hissed and thrust forward, but she didn't let him inside her, merely sliding against him. It wasn't enough for her to come, but it eased the throbbing ache.
Hermione couldn't explain it, but she was so worked up and so fucking pissed off that she wanted to bite him. So she leaned down and bit his neck. He moaned a laugh and turned his head to the side so she had more access. She bit him again harshly and sucked the skin at the juncture between his neck and shoulder, rutting against him. He grunted while she worried his skin with her teeth.
She raised her head. Draco's expression was pained but the sounds he made told her it was pleasure. Grabbing his arms, she rubbed her breasts against his chest. She braced herself against him and lowered her body, changing the angle so her clitoris would have more direct contact along his length.
Draco writhed and thrust up towards her, but she just smiled wickedly down at him. The tosser could be denied for a change. Hermione crawled up his body and sat on his upper chest, legs bent on either side of his head. The bite marks were an angry red on his pale skin.
"Make me come," she ordered. She'd forgive him for whatever had happened earlier if he ate her out at her command.
Maybe.
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His lips lifted mockingly. "Apologize, and I might."
She gasped. Still?
Hermione was so angry with him right now. She still couldn't believe what Draco had done to her. He held her down while he rammed into her; she couldn't even see him. He spanked her, and then he pulled out, came on her back and sodding walked away.
And then he wouldn't even let her get herself off!
All because he didn't agree with her decision.
Draco used sex to punish her. It may be a kind of role play but that didn't change the circumstances.
And he was still carrying on with it.
Hermione wanted to hit him, and so she did. She backed up to sit on his abdomen and smacked his chest with her palm.
