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Waiting to Exhale	By : Wolfling1972 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13149 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Aftercare is an important part of any scene. It brings the submissive peace, engenders connectedness and trust, and allows the submissive a chance to retreat from subspace. NEVER forget that part. It is the part which binds Top and bottom and ends the scene both physically and mentally, especially if there is no play outside of the bedroom (or playroom) KINK means never abusing trust.
To do any less is to leave behind a feeling of abuse. (That is my lecture for today, children!)
As always, I hope you enjoyed this and please R&R.

Ears were attuned to his slightest murmur, movement, motion, so Hermione listened. Being bound in darkness made all other senses come alive until she felt like she thrummed from head to toe. She wanted to fidget, to question, to reach for him but she held her body, oh so still. He said he enjoyed the wait, almost as much as he enjoyed the acts.
Finally, "You may speak to give your safe word since you will be bound to start and unable to tap. I want you to limit all movement, well, as much as you can. I do understand that some motions will be involuntary and I expect it. Is this understood?"
Hermione nodded, skin prickling. 'Now it begins.'
Wrists and ankles were encircled which tugged arms and legs further apart so that those limbs reached for the corners of the bed. They had played with this particular version of the body bind before so there was no discomfort, no hesitance. The only real difference was the touch of heat, a newer addition that he'd added during an impromptu teasing session. The heat relaxed the slim form, further.
Nails then, slow scraping, from neck to toe, each pass gaining pressure. Once. Again. Hermione's nipples hardened in response to the lack of direct stimulation and though she felt a whimper rising, rising, she kept it at bay. There was a pause and then the slightest touch of a feather, encircling each nubbin of pink flesh, drawing each peak tight, tight. She allowed herself one shaky exhalation.
Soon an ice cube joined in, following the trail left by the feather. A tickle and then cold, tickle, cold, meandering over gooseflesh. A slight shiver. Repression. The ice cube paused at the juncture of her thighs, teased the hidden nub between plump cunt lips and then stroked downward, seeking hidden heat. Long, slender finger pushed it inside and drew an almost whimper from the bound woman.
The feather which had been forgotten for a moment went to work, teasing that spot until two fingers opened her up, exposing the bundle of nerves. A pause and then, the feather circled, circled, circled. She was gone, in the dark. Cessation, a moment and then the sound and smell of a candle, the clink of another ice cube. SHe knew what was coming. Understood implicitly what he was about.
An indrawn breath held and then released, which forced her to relax. She waited.
Heat and then cold. An anointing upon taut nipples and soothed by the hardness of ice. Faint burn which grew and then was soothed away, layer after layer placed with care. More then~ on the flat expanse of her stomach, the juicy plumpness of her upper thighs. Bliss. SLi body shifted and all the while she drew silent breaths. Waiting. Waiting.
Bliss and a second ice cube added, just there.
She jerked.
She felt fingers at her temples and the blindfold was gone. Deep brown eyes, pupils dilated so as to seem almost black, fastened on him.
"Watch."
Strips of red and white wax were scraped away, the slight sting of scraping nails adding torment to a body which was already oversensitive. Her eyes trained upon those hands, HIS hands, lips opened and a tongue darted out to touch down upon the bottom one, resting there as the wax was scraped. Removed.
His clothes gone. A thought. There and then, NOT.
"Look at me, Mio."
Eyes, brown and gray, locked together and then he, climbed between her thighs, there to lick and taste for long moments until the ice had melted and the wetness gathered was her own. He slipped upward, removing the bindings with a movement as finally, finally, he pressed into walls tightened further by the cold. Slim arms and legs drew the young man closer, closer, causing faint stings. Did not matter.
All forward motion paused as she whispered, "I love you, Sir."
He smiled, so pretty, and replied, "I know."
And then, heat, friction, passion until an explosion~ first hers and then his. Sweet so sweet. She passed out...and awakened to a cool rag and simple healing spells which took away redness, scratches, small pains.
Completion.
Well muscled arms lifted her so that she settled against his chest, hardness against softness. A kiss upon her temple, her cheek before those wonderful fingers turned her head so that he could touch down upon her lips. Once, twice, again. She sighed, her body still enjoying the faintest of throbs as she slowly, slowly, returned to him, to the here, the now.
He looked into her eyes, then. Studied her. Told her, "You did well, love. Very well though I wish now I had allowed you noise. The next time, I will. I need your whimpers more than I need your silences."
"Yes, Sir."
"I do not say the words, easily. That does not mean that I do not return the sentiment."
She nodded.
"Come now. I need a nap."
With that, Hermione slipped from his lap and waited, her small hand held out for his grasp.
And then they were gone, headed for THEIR room, their bed...and sleep.
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