He toyed with her nipple, a mixture of biting and caressing. Hermione wanted to play her cards right, take the upper hand. "Malfoy" she panted, causing him to still. "Let go of the restraints" she purred softly in his ear. "Let go of the ropes. Let my hands touch you. Let me show you what they can do." He stopped breathing, battling an internal war, knowing that if he let her go, he would have to trust her to stay. Her words caressed him with such gentleness that it was unsettling, but she hid knives and daggers between her teeth, covered by her innocent smile.