Authors note: so we took a step forward, now two steps back. Be warned there is a bit of force in this scene, but still consent.
Draco awoke the next day tangled between the bedsheets and in a bed he wasn't familiar with. Once he got his legs free, he pushed the sheets off his naked form remembering the events from the night before.
He was alone in the large bed and the house seemed almost quiet. Draco sat up taking the room in. It was more organized than he had expected.
Draco swung his legs over the side of the bed, stretching lazily. After their shower last night, Harry had carried Draco right back to his bed and kissed him from head to toe, until Draco had come two more times. Finally, Harry had his fill, he had ordered some Indian take away from down the road. He left Draco only long enough to grab it and bring it back upstairs. They ate in bed, quietly at first.
Harry then took the time to open up a bit to Draco. About how he had never been allowed take away before, or proper meals. He didn't start to experience that until he made it to Hogwarts. He listened how the muggles treated Harry like a burden, instead of a gift. The whole wizarding world would have taken Harry in and treated him like a king if given the chance.
In return, Draco talked about his lonely childhood and abusive father. It seemed, neither had the life that the other one thought.
Draco grabbed his pj pants and slid them on. Harry couldn't have been too far. He came down the stairs and instantly heard raised voices in the living room.
"Harry, do you understand what you are about to do? This is more binding than a marriage contract. You are literally taking his life into your hands. What happens when you've decided you can't take it? Or that you've had enough? Or you meet someone you could fall in love with?"
"I thought you supported me Hermione? I thought you were my friend?" Harry hissed. "You told me you would support this choice if I decided to make it!"
"Harry, I am your friend! That's why I'm questioning it! You couldn't stand to be in the same room as Malfoy. I will admit, he's different. Pleasant at times. But is sex enough to keep you together? Do you want to have that responsibility over him for the rest of his life, even if you can't fall in love with him?"
"Who says I can't? I mean fuck Hermione, we've only been together three months. Sure, we fight. A lot sometimes. He's a dick. So am I! We push each others buttons. But it's not just sex keeping us together, we're not even having sex yet! Just fooling around a bit."
Draco could see Harry and Hermione standing in front of the fire place. Harry was in just his boxers and a Harpies tee shirt, looking aggravated while Hermione had her hands on her hips disapprovingly.
"What happens, then, when you fall in love with him and you realize he's used you to save his own arse? What happens then Harry? Can you live your life, raising children with a man who may never love you?"
"it's a chance I'm willing to take." Harry said without hesitation. "I'm using him as much as he's using me! If he doesn't want to love me, fine. My Alpha is content fucking him and taking the children he provides me. Draco can live his life here, spoiled and content. As long as I never bond with anyone else, I could even find others to spend my time with. So please Hermione. Just drop it. "
Others? Hadn't Harry told him he wouldn't need others? Draco felt a pang of hurt. He knew he shouldn't, Harry had been pretty upfront about the start of this. Draco was Harrys breeding bitch, he just wasn't going to make him a mindless slave to get what he wanted and he was a little more polite about their situation.
Draco cleared his throat, pushing the tears he suddenly felt away. He didn't have the right to be hurt.
Both Hermione and Harry looked over at the man in the door way.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I didn't know if I could help myself in the kitchen or..." Draco watched Harry relax, clearly thinking Draco hadn't over heard a thing.
"Sorry Draco. I didn't realize you would have gotten up so early. I made breakfast already. Your plate is on the counter under a warming charm. You are welcome to help yourself to anything in my home, however. You don't need my permission to eat or anything. "
Draco nodded and gave a small wave to Hermione, "Good morning Hermione. " and headed out of the room. If that hadn't been sobering. Draco was angry at himself for letting Harry get to him, making him feel like one of his fan girls. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy... what had he been thinking.
Hermione and Harry must have argued some more, because Harry finally came into the kitchen, Draco could smell the anger rolling off him. Draco flinched when the coffee cup Harry had been holding burst into pieces.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Draco offered finishing his eggs and pushing the plate aside. Harry looked at him chest heaving. Harry had a look in his eyes, he had never seen before.
"Draco." Harry stated, clearly have forgotten he had sent Draco into the kitchen.
The omega could sense that the alpha was having a power struggle within himself. He could smell it. Harry wanted to dominate him. The second the Alpha realized he was there, he wanted to show him who was in charge. Clearly the argument with Hermione left Harry feeling very powerless.
Draco stood up and moved towards Harry. If all he was a breeding bitch, he should at least make himself useful. Harry was offering him a lifetime of comfort. He would do whatever it took to keep that in place.
The blonde dropped to his knees looking up under long eyelashes, licking his lips. He waited, knowing that moving forward and touching the Alpha would make his angrier. The alpha needed to make the next move.
Harry growled, low in his chest, fisting Draco's hair roughly tilting his head to look up at him. "Eager to please me are you? Good. I want you to make me come Draco. Do not touch yourself, do you hear me?" When the blonde tried to nod, Harry yanked harder, "I can't fucking hear you."
"Yes sir." Draco managed as Harry used his free hand to pull out his erection. It was already leaking, his tip practically purple with need. Once Harry loosened his hold on his hair, he took the larger man into his mouth, tongue lavishing the hard length, until his nose hit against curls. Draco had learned what Harry liked in the last few weeks.
The first time Draco had done this for Harry, he had been so nervous that he would be awful and it would be a deal breaker for him. Thankfully, it seemed that his omega was ready to please and a quick learner.
Draco relaxed his throat, letting Harry thrust into his open mouth with several grunts. "Fuck Malfoy look at you. Taking my cock like a pro. You were made for this. To worship my cock."
Draco just bobbed his head in response, spit running down his chin onto the floor, hollowing his cheeks the best he could. Whatever he lacked in knowledge he made up in enthusiasm. Draco braced himself on Harrys thighs as the man used his hair to guide him up and down until he heard Draco start to gag.
"Listen to that. Is it too big for you? Can you not handle what your Alpha is giving you?" Harry let Draco off and looked down, pink lips swollen, spit covering his mouth, still a string of it connecting him to his cock looking completely debauched. "Are you going to finish me like a good omega?"
"Yes Sir. Please let me make you feel good."
Harry pushed his erection against the swollen lips that parted for him almost immediately. Draco went back to work, raising a hand and carefully rolling the man's bollocks, giving them a soft tug. Draco was rewarded with a moan. "Just like that. I'm going to come for you. Don't you dare spill a drop." Harry warned watching as his cock disappeared into that perfect mouth over and over.
Harry held Draco's head still as he thrusted twice, making sure his length was down the man's throat, and came hard, adding his come to Draco breakfast.
Once his dick stopped twitching, he let Draco off, how fell back onto his hands, welcoming the air that now burned his lungs. Harry wiped the sweat off his brow and suddenly guilt settled into his belly.
"Fuck, fuck, Draco. Are you okay?" Harry went to help him up and Draco pushed his hand away. He wiped the mess off his face with the back of his hand, his wand up in the bedroom.
"I'm fine. You didn't make me do anything I didn't want. No need to look like you took advantage of me."
Draco picked himself up off the floor and moved to the sink to wash up a bit.
"That's not true. I used my Alpha tone on you. You couldn't have denied me even if you wanted to ." Harry said gently trying to touch Draco's arm.
"I am fine. I knew what you needed. I offered. Your alpha accepted. It's fine. You think that will be the only time you get rough with me? You do realize the chaos you Alpha will be in once you mate me during a heat? Or what about your rut? I will be a play thing at that point. You won't have any wit about you. Just drop it Harry. I'm fine."
"At least let me make you feel good." Harry offered softly. He was disappointed when he reached down and down Draco soft. That had been a first. "Draco," Harry whispered worriedly. He had never let himself lose control like that. He could have hurt Draco. He could have crossed the line. And the man would have had to just taken it.
Draco looked into Harry's green eyes, "I am fine. Please. Drop it. I'm going to go get dressed for the day." He pushed past Harry his heart swimming in his stomach. He knew he couldn't be mad. He had offered himself to the man, knowing what state he was in. He could tell the man was riled up.
"Stop thinking about it Draco. This is your life. If you didn't want this, you could have stayed at school and been assaulted instead." He scolded himself. Harry at least provided after care and worried about his well being. He was a monster like the others. And that counted for something.
