"You're okay," she hushes, pressing her lips to his temple, "you didn't think I'd forgotten about your punishment, did you, pet?" Harry whimpers, shifting uncomfortably on his knees, his unnatural position finally catching up with him now there is no longer anything to distract him from it. "Can you take a deep breath with me, baby?" Draco mimics the movement for him, resting her hand on his sternum to guide him. Harry breathes with her. "Good boy. I'm going to unclip your cuffs, and then you'll turn over onto your back." She strokes through his hair, trying to soothe him. "When I let you go, you'll be allowed to touch me again, but I need you to be good and sit out your punishment, okay? Do you think you can do that for me, pet? I promise I'll make it up to you." 