...see if Hermione was playing or not, though he greatly suspected that she was. Besides, it was her birthday, and if she wanted a bit of role play, he'd give it to her.
"Good boy. Now, to make sure you don't run away, shackleo!" The next thing Harry knew, he was laying on the center of the bed, each limb chained to a bedpost.
"Are you going to be a good boy?" Hermione demanded of Harry.
"Then I might just reward you." And with that, Hermione opened up her robes, threw them to the floor, and stood in front of Harry wearing only her matching red bra and panties. Seeing him grow harder at the sight, she climbed on top of him and rubbed her groin against his whole length, causing him to moan.
"Oh, you like that, don't you. You are a good boy." With that, she began to rake her fingers down him, following them with her tongue. Eventually, she made her way to his cock, which was already throbbing in anticipation. She looked at it for a moment, then suddenly took it into her mouth.
It wasn't long before Harry began to moan and buck into her mouth. However, Hermione didn't want him to come. Not yet. So, giving his head a small nip with her teeth, she came up and got into his face.
"Oh no you don't," she said, as she rose above him
"You look like a goddess," Harry breathed.