Author's Note: This story makes use of the A/B/O verse, if that's not your cup of tea, hit the back button. Otherwise, enjoy!
Harry leant heavily against the wall, panting hard. "Are you all right?" Draco asked as he approached the brunet.
"I need-" he cut off with a groan. "I don't know what I need."
The blonde leant close, inhaling his scent with a pleased hum. "You need an alpha cock, don't you Harry?" he purred.
"I don't want to be an omega to fuck because an alpha couldn't help themselves," he panted, voice fierce even with his breathiness.
Draco leant back, and gently turned Harry's chin until the omega's gaze met his own. "Any alpha who tells you they can't resist an omega is either lying, or so damaged they shouldn't have a partner," he spoke firmly. "As to wants, I want to help you fulfil your needs," he stated and cupped Harry's cheek. "I want you, Harry," he spoke honestly. The brunet leant into the touch, causing his lips to curve. "Have done for years."
Harry licked his lips. "Draco-"
"I won't mate you until you tell me you want it, when you aren't as ruled by your needs."
"Does that mean you won't knot me?"
The blonde shivered before shaking his head. "Do you really think I'd take the chance of creating children, when I won't mate you?"
Harry ducked his head shyly. "Sorry."
The blonde tipped up his chin again. "Once you're coherent again, we need to have a serious discussion about alphas and omegas," he stated. "How about we go somewhere private?" he suggested.
"I've got a room to myself," he stated. Draco wrapped an arm around the brunet's waist, leading him to the Eighth Year tower.
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Harry stretched languidly, enjoying the slide of flesh against slick flesh, before curling into Draco's side. The blonde wrapped a possessive arm around his waist. "I thought this would last longer," he murmured.
Draco chuckled softly. "This is only a slight reprieve," he stated. "Your heat will last for days, with periods of lucidity such as this one. Although, further in, you'll likely want to use them to sleep."
Harry nodded as he absorbed the information. "Do alphas go through something like this?"
"Yes. Ours is called a Rut," he stated. "It performs a different physiological need."
"To mate rather than be mated?" he asked, rubbing his cheek against Draco's skin.
"Yes. Luckily a Rut can trigger-" he cut off as Harry began to make a soft noise. "We can talk about it more later," he soothed, stroking a hand down the brunet's back. "I want to taste you, will you let me?"
"Taste how?" he panted. The blonde pressed a finger suggestively against his lion's entrance. "Oh," he breathed and blushed.
"Is that a yes?"
He licked his lips. "Yes."
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"It's a good thing Slytherins are possessive," Harry murmured, turning to smile at the blonde.
"Oh?" he replied, sliding a possessive hand down his lion's back.
"Pretty sure you just ruined me for other men," he remarked. Draco chuckled softly, lips curving in a smirk. "I never pegged myself for a size queen, but not only did I enjoy your…size," he settled for with an adorable blush, "I also enjoyed your…skill."
"What words did you edit out?" he asked with an indulgent smile. Harry's blush deepened. "So innocent," he cooed and shifted so he could kiss his unresisting lion.
"You make it sound like a bad thing," he muttered as the blonde pulled back.
"I wasn't trying to," he stated, cupping his cheek gently. "I find it adorable." Harry's smile was shyly pleased. "You don't need to talk dirty to me, as long as you can tell me what you want. You can do that, can't you Harry?"
The brunet licked his lips. "I'm sure I'll be able to with practise," he breathed. His gaze flicked over the blonde's glistening, toned form. "I thought I was sated?" he spoke, unable to prevent a questioning lilt.
The blonde's smirk was wicked. "Your heat was been sated, but that doesn't mean you won't desire me," he spoke smugly. "Just as I'll want you outside of my Rut. Do you want me, little lion?" he purred. Harry nodded with a blush. "How do you want me to touch you?"
His blush deepened. "I-" he cut off, and the blonde's expression turned encouraging as he stroked up and down his sides soothingly. "I want you to taste me, now I'm not as desperate," he added in a rush.
"With pleasure." His pretty omega startled. "You taste delicious, I am more than happy to indulge both of us. Get onto all fours for me," he urged, lips curving at how quickly his pretty omega complied, settling behind him. He inhaled the scent of his omega's slick, before his tongue flicked out to sample it. Harry's breath hitched. The blonde's elegant hands rubbed his thighs soothingly, before he plunged his tongue into his omega's entrance, startling a cry from his pretty omega's mouth.
He thrust and licked until he sent his lion over the edge, flooding his mouth with a fresh wave of slick. He lapped it up with a contented hum. Harry let out a gasp as he felt his pleasure begin to spike once again, clenching his hands in the sheets as he fought against the urge to thrust back into the blonde's talented tongue. Draco soon sent his lion over the edge again, and withdrew, stroking his thighs soothingly. "As much as I could do that for hours, I think you might need a break," he murmured.
"Hours?" the brunet parroted, turning to look at the blonde with wide eyes.
He chuckled wickedly, and gently shifted his lion until he was cuddled against him. "You taste so good Harry," he purred, stroking a hand down the brunet's side.
"What about you?" he asked, tilting his head to look up at the blonde earnestly.
"I'm alright," he murmured.
"Draco," he spoke with a frown, "I can feel how hard you are."
He chuckled. "I'm not in a Rut, it's not going to hurt me to not act on it," he replied, stroking his cheek gently. The brunet looked up at him shyly. "What?" he prompted, voice encouraging.
"I want-" he paused and licked his lips before meeting the blonde's silver gaze solidly. "I want you to mate me," he spoke firmly, "and then I want you to knot me."
"My pleasure," he spoke breathily as he shivered. "Come here," he urged, helping his pretty omega to settle astride his hips.
"Don't I need to-"
His alpha cut him off with a kiss. "You are not less than me," he spoke earnestly. His lips curved. "While I wouldn't turn the position down if you wanted to use it, I'm not going to insist upon it." His hand settled over his omega's stomach. "You have the ability to carry our future children, how could I ever think you as lesser because of that?"
"Won't this," he spoke, flicked his eyes down at himself to demonstrate, "make it difficult for you to knot me?"
"My poor shielded omega," he promised in a tempting purr, "I'll teach you all the positions I can knot you in." Harry shivered. "Just perhaps not all today." A breathy laugh from his omega. "After all," he murmured, stroking his cheek, "you've just come off of a heat."
"I promise I'll tell you if it hurts," he replied earnestly.
"And if it feels uncomfortable," he insisted.
"Promise," he replied, kissing the blonde softly, his lips curving at the pleased hum from his alpha. He pulled back, eyes filled with need. "Please," he breathed.
Draco ran a soothing hand up and down his pretty omega's side. "I have you Harry," he promised, "now and always."
Harry let out a contented sigh and leant into the blonde's hand, surrendering himself to the feel of Draco touch, knowing, trusting, that his alpha would take care of him. Now and always.