Chapter Summary: Harry Potter travels with the Dothraki and in so doing, meets Viserys.

This is another A/B/O fic

"Oh shit," Harry muttered, taking a deep breath and smelling the very enticing scent that was coming from Viserys' tent. And if he could smell it, every other alpha in this Dothraki horde could smell it too. He glanced around at the camp, noting the sun's position in the sky and seeing Khal Drogo ride back from a hunt. Daenerys was standing over by her tent, near the Khal's, probably waiting to welcome Drogo back from the hunt.

Harry stood up, grabbed Gryffindor's sword and headed towards the tent at the end, where Viserys was. He hoped that Viserys was alone now and logically he knew that the Targaryen prince had pretty much offended everyone else, even his own sister. He had to do this quickly, lest the Dothraki alpha men and women scented the air around them. Already he could see a few very confused men, looking around at the others, trying to locate the source.

Harry picked up the pace, stepping around horses and slaves and stopping at the entrance to Viserys' tent, stepping in quickly. He sighed at the sight that met him, raising an eyebrow as the heady scent met his nose even more. His own body reacted and he reached into his magic center, melting into it, and calming down.

Viserys was writhing on the ground, his light purple eyes wide with arousal already. Harry could hear moans coming from the dragon prince, as Viserys succumbed to his own heat, to his body's needs. The scent of the usual slickness filled the air and Harry licked his lips, knowing what was happening. It didn't help that it had been a good while since he had fucked someone, since he had fucked an omega.

Harry idly wondered if this was a new experience for the prince or if he had had to deal with it on the run. Wondered if Viserys had ever been fucked or had just taken moon tea to suppress his heats. He also wondered how many Targaryens had been omegas. Probably not many, he supposed.

He walked into the tent and had the presence of mind to spell the tent doors closed, stopping anyone from coming in until he undid the spell.

"Please," Viserys whimpered, his hands reaching down to his arse as he tried to satisfy himself. The young man was already shirtless, sweat dripping down his chest as he rolled onto his back and presented, crawling towards Harry.

Harry knelt down and reached out to pin the young man down, placing his hand on Viserys' chest. He reached out with his other hand and grasped Viserys' hands, gathering them in one hand. "Viserys? I know you're in heat but I need you to talk to me."

Viserys' gasped at the touch, at the words, his legs squirming as he tried to escape from his grasp. His long, silver hair was wild, mussed from him pulling at it. Harry's heart sped up at the sight, his eyes widening with lust and need, as he released his alpha side.

"Please," Viserys whispered again, arching up into Harry's hands. "Ser Potter."

"You sound like Draco," Harry muttered, bending down to lick Viserys' chest, leaving a wet trail up to his bared throat and then up to his lips. Viserys groaned and tried to arch into him but for Harry's hand pinning him down. "Though you're much bossier than Draco and a lot more of an asshole than him."

"If… I'm going to get fucked," Viserys whined. "I'd prefer you over the Dothraki."

"Oh, I might not be as violent as the dothraki but I might have more… energy," Harry retorted, claiming Visery's lips and moving a hand down to remove the prince's leggings. He finally just used some magic to remove them, staring right into Viserys' blown pupils.

Viserys whimpered as soon as Harry's hand touched his inner thigh, lightly trailing over his cock and down to his arse, squirming as more slickness flowed down his legs. Each light touch sent stars soaring into his vision and heat slithered into his bones as he tried to lean into Harry's hands, tried to get relief.

"You're already plenty wet," Harry whispered, sliding down to bite a mark on his throat. "What am I to do with you, huh?"

"Get on with it already or fuck off," Viserys hissed, breathing heavily. He could feel his heart racing and he distantly remembered thinking that this was impossible, no Targaryen was an omega. They were all either alphas or betas. Viserys' eyes narrowed, his mind screaming at him.

"This your first heat?"

"Hey."

Viserys felt a tight grip on his chin, turning him to look at Harry.

He shook his head, unable to talk and not trusting him to not whimper if he opened his mouth. He squirmed around on the dirt floor of the tent, for once glad that no one visited him. He didn't want anyone seeing him like this, vulnerable and writhing on the ground, utterly at the mercy of others. As it was, he could barely think through the burning heat of his mating rut and Harry was looking at him strangely, one hand moving up into his silver hair and tugging a little.

Viserys gasped as the pain helped him to think a little and he wrapped an arm around Harry, not even caring that his nails were leaving marks on the other man's skin. One of Harry's hands moved downward and grasped his cock, lightly squeezing before running a thumb down his length. That firm touch pushed him over the edge and he yelled out, panting so hard he thought he would die.

"Just to take the edge off," Harry murmured, reaching down to push the sweaty hair off of Viserys' forehead and placing a kiss there.

Harry pulled him up into a kiss as one of his hands moved downward to his hole, gathering some of his slick and pushing a finger in. Viserys squirmed around the intrusion, breathing heavily as more heat coiled through him. "You're ready though."

He twisted back, pushing into Harry's second finger as heat flared in his body.

"You want this?" Harry questioned, his green eyes blown with lust and heat and just a little predatory.

"For fuck's-" Viserys stopped, feeling Harry withdraw his fingers and line his cock up, sliding in. He yelped at the sudden intrusion then lips touched his own as Harry bit another mark on his nipple then licked it to soothe, distracting him from the almost burning heat in his arse and at the base of his spine. He whined and arched back into Harry, wanting more of that full feeling. It was delicious, feeling full and wanted and distantly heart Harry groan as he pushed back, making it so that Harry didn't have to move.

Harry pushed all the way in then pulled out some, sliding back in with a wet pop. Viserys whined again, his purple eyes wide. The prince's skin was warm and he looked crazed but there was some softness too, like Viserys hadn't had this much positive attention in a while. The wet, heat of an omega that was encasing his cock pushed him over, seeing stars as he came. Viserys too came again, screaming out with it as his arse clenched around the growing knot.

"Ser Jorah, would you tell Daenerys that her brother is okay?" Harry yelled as he moved the furs around them to cover a still naked Viserys. They were both still connected, with Viserys asleep. The tent walls were still spelled closed and it had been an hour since Harry had walked into the tent to see Dany's brother in heat.

There had been many attempts to get in by the Dothraki and then Harry had heard Khal Drogo yell out something. He had caught the word 'movek' which meant wizard in Dothraki so Harry assumed he had ordered everyone away.

"Was Viserys taking suppressants?" Ser Jorah asked through the tent.

"I'm not- Shit."

Harry sighed, moving around to study Viserys, seeing his tousled silver hair and just a hint of his purple eyes as the prince woke up.

"You don't by any chance have moon tea with you?" Harry questioned, steadying Viserys with a hand on his chest as their movements brought out a whimper.

Viserys' eyes widened, his pupils still blown. "No. That's why I had a heat, you idiot."

"Fuck. Well, I can scrounge around for ingredients," Harry remarked, running a hand through his sweaty black hair. "It's going to taste like horse shit but it'll stop any baby from growing in your body."

Viserys stared at him then blinked, glancing down to his stomach. "Can I keep it?"

Harry blinked, staring at Viserys as he stared at him. "Pardon?"

"It's going to be family."

Viserys looked at the dirt floor, suddenly finding it a lot more interesting than the judging eyes of the man whose cock was inside him. Gentle fingers tipped his chin up and he looked into Harry's soft green eyes.

"Of course you can keep it," Harry whispered, moving around a little. Sparks of pleasure jolted through Viserys, a whimper tearing its way through his mouth. "I'll get the Dothraki to keep away from you then and tell your sister."