Caught

It all belongs to JKR and if she wants any of the rest of my ideas she can have them but this one\'s for Raffy so she\'ll have to share.


Caught

Fighting against the heavy golden chains that bound her, Hermione cried out, “Damn you Malfoy.”

Sliding out of the shadows, Draco coolly replied, “Awe now pet, I just wanted to be sure you wouldn’t dash away on me.” A sly smirk gracing his lips, “This way you’ll stay right where I want you.”

“You bastard, let me go right now. Harry and Ron will be here any minute and then you’ll be sorry.” Hermione spat, as she jerked furiously against her bonds.

Undeterred by her threats, Draco moved to the foot of the bed and stated, “Well I’m sure if Potty and Weasel would like to watch, I’ll be able to make it a good show.” His eyes taking in every inch of her scantily clad body before locking with her own vibrant amber ones.

Unwilling to back down, Hermione growled, “Malfoy release me right this instant or I can assure you the moment I get out of this bed you are a dead man.”

Inching the edge of her thin silk nightgown higher and higher as his warm, smooth hand made its way up her thigh, Draco, drawled, “Now why would I be letting you go? You see as long as you’re chained up, I’m free to do absolutely anything with you.”

Nervously Hermione whispered, “Why are you doing this?”

“Call it a sick perversion, but I always want what I’m told I can’t have.” Seeing her white knuckles clinching the gold chains, Draco grinned as he bent down and tore away the soft pink panties, hiding away her core.

“Please, I’m begging you don’t do this, I’ll do any thing just don’t do this.” Hermione pleaded.

“That’s the beauty of things you don’t have a choice.” Licking his finger Draco smirked, as he used it to caresses her sensitive nub, expertly making it rise.

Unable to stop herself, Hermione moaned, “Please…”

Allowing his finger to enter her while his thumb continued to torment her, he asked, “Is that a please stop, or a more please, Hermione?”

Panting, Hermione begged, “Don’t stop.”

“I never planned to.” Draco replied, before entering her with a second finger and moving his mouth to suckle her clit.

Hermione was bucking beneath him, as his tongue licked at her juices and batted at her tormented nub, never stopping its assault. Heavily breathing and with a fine sheen of sweat covering her body, she was sure she couldn’t possibly endure anymore, until the tip of Draco’s soft manicured finger circled her anus before making its way inside. Hermione came harder in that moment than she had ever in her life, and was on the verge of crying out when the sound of the door opening, brought her world to a screeching halt.

“Daddy?” A young curly haired girl asked as she peered through the open bedroom door.

Grasping his wand from the bedside table, Draco whispered. “Finite Incantum.” Returning the gold chains to their original form, before replying to his wide eyed four year old, “Yes, sweetie?”

Confused the sight of her parents in bed at such an early hour, Hope Malfoy asked, “Is mum ok? She’s all red and looks like she can’t breath.”

Smirking at the sight of Hermione’s furious glare, Draco answered, “She’s just fine dear, daddy just gave her a present and she got a little excited.”

“But daddy, today’s your birthday.” Hope stated.

Winking at Hermione, Draco replied, “it’s the kind of present you can share.’

Clearly excited by the idea new toys to be shared, Hope’s eyes lit up as she asked, “Can I see?”

Having finally caught her breath, Hermione stepped out of bed and made her way to the door as she stated. “Maybe later, right now we have to get ready, everyone will be arriving soon for the party.” Kissing her daughter on the head and sending her back down the hallway, Hermione gave a sigh of relief as she closed the door.

Coming up behind Hermione and wrapping his arms around her, Draco asked, “Do you think she saw anything?”

Turning into Draco’s embrace, Hermione answered, “I hope not, Harry was furious when he found her riding James after the last time she caught us.”

“She does always seem to find the most inopportune times to visit.” Draco stated.

Poking Draco in the chest, Hermione fumed, “Well, if you’d stop forgetting to lock the door we wouldn’t have this problem.”

“Can I help that seeing my wife tied up in bed is a bit distracting?” Draco replied sheepishly as he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Leaving the comfort of his embrace, Hermione held up her wrists, displaying two shimmering gold bracelets as she lectured, “This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t charmed these damn bracelets.”

“If you weren’t so impatient to open your gift we could have waited until after the party all to enjoy ourselves.” Shrugging, Draco pulled Hermione back into his arms, “Oh well, we’ll just have to start over from the beginning later.” Draco replied.

“Is that so, and makes you think we’ll be using these anymore?” Hermione asked, waving the bracelets in front of her husband.

With a quick pinch of Hermione’s bum, Draco replied, “Easy, because I’ve only had a taste of the icing and as sweet as it was, I can’t wait to try the cake.”

Happy Birthday Raffy! May you have your cake and eat too :)