He could sense her arousal at the mental image of him spanking her. It immediately fueled one of her darker fantasies, that would whisper its sweet seduction in the mental link. Where Hermione was draped across Draco's lap, bound at her ankles and wrists. Nipple clamps digging into her skin. A dark male presence in the corner of the room, watching them.

Hermione caught her breath. She wanted it all, the dating, the sincerity, the relationship, and the opportunity to express herself sexually with Draco.

"Where we could explore each other for the first time?" She whispered.