Chapter 7
Notes:
Smut ensues
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Chapter Text
"And that is how your daddy and I got married. The end," Draco said, bending down to press a kiss on Jamie's forehead. Harry smiled, following and placing another kiss on their son's head. "Goodnight, darling."
"Sweet dreams, honey."
"Goodnight, papa, daddy," Jamie mumbled with his eyes shut, hugging his dragon tightly to his chest as Harry pulled the blanket up to his shoulders. He walked after Draco, closing the door and murmuring an incantation, securing the room carefully.
Harry followed his mate, wrapping his arms around Draco's middle from behind, leaning his chin on his Omega's shoulder and Draco chuckled, humming softly. "You're awfully clingy these days, Harry." The Alpha crooned, burying his nose under his mate's ear, sniffing his scent as they both returned to their bedroom.
"I really miss you," he said, hearing a cute, small laugh from his mate. He could never have enough of Draco's sweet voice. It fueled his energy immensely.
"Well, you'll have to let me go, so I can put some cream on my skin, because Carrow was being a little bitch and his dungeon was revolting, and now my skin is not smooth like before."
"I think your skin is still beautiful just like you."
"Sweet talker," Draco said, smiling and unhooking Harry's arm from his stomach as the Alpha frowned. "Oh, come on, now, Harry, I'm right here. Actually, I have to go get the cream first, it's in the bathroom."
"I'll get it," Harry said, rushing out of the bedroom before Draco could react, and striding back into the room in under a minute. "Here you go."
"Thank you, Alpha," Draco said, a smile stretching on his lips as he settled down on his side of the bed. He untied his silk robes, revealing his short nightgown inside. Thin, lace, white gown covering his body, barely, and Harry swallowed, fighting back the urge to crawl over and fuck his mate raw.
It had only been a few days since Draco recovered fully, Harry still found his mate fragile for some reason, and they hadn't done anything more than a few kisses and gropes every now and then. It was extremely difficult for him to resist Draco. His mate was like a sculpture, carved so beautifully that even just the sight of him breathing could make Harry's cock hard and knot swell.
Draco applied the cream over his legs, rubbing them softly over his fair skin and leaning back on the headboard while Harry remained sitting on the edge of the bed. His Omega spread his legs apart, smearing the white cream on his inner thigh…and farther under his robe. Harry's throat felt constricted, he was hard already, his pyjama tenting at the crotch and he covered it swiftly with his hands.
"Harry," Draco said, and Harry looked up to see his Omega smiling at him, a gleam twinkled in his eyes. "Come here." He tapped on the spot next to him, and the Alpha's heart thumped harder.
"Okay," he said, crawling up to his side of the bed and settling there, with his hands over his crotch. "Do you need anything, darling?"
"Well, can you apply the cream on my behind?"
"Your what?"
"My behind," Draco said, pulling his gown up and Harry's hand shot out to stop him from his movement. "My back, my waist, and, other places I can't reach."
"Me?" Harry laughed dryly as Draco placed the small box into the palm of the Alpha's hand. He couldn't guarantee he'd be able to hold himself back if he were to touch his mate…back there. And he was still so worried about Draco to do such things to him. "I-I'm not sure, maybe not, maybe tomorrow?" He gulped, putting the box on the table next to him.
"Harry, what's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"You always help me with it," Draco said, and Harry turned to look at him. His mate was frowning, and he seemed upset. "And it'd always lead to sex, where you knot me good with your cock, but now you're just freaking me out, Harry." He placed his hand on Harry's knee, leaning closer. "What's on your mind? I am your husband and your mate, aren't I, Harry?"
Harry gripped Draco's hand and exhaled an exasperated sigh. "I'm still worried about you, Draco."
"There's nothing to worry about, Harry. Padma examined me just yesterday, and I am healthy, our pups are healthy," Draco said, intertwining their hands together, "why are you not bending me over and fucking me senseless already?"
"I-…"
"Did you take Blaise's advice? Because as much as he'd like to warn everyone, Harry, we can still fuck when I'm pregnant. After all, we did do it plenty when we were expecting Jamie," Draco said, smiling when Harry huffed out a chuckle. "Poor Ron, he's trying so hard to seduce Blaise right now, the man just won't cave in that easily." He rubbed his thumb over Harry's hand and sighed. "Harry, don't think that I haven't noticed how you always locked our house and Jamie's room every night with magic, and you cling to me way more than before. Why, Harry?"
"I-…" he said, trying to find the right words to say. "When you were…when you were kidnapped, I was worried to death. I couldn't think straight, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't…it's like I could not function properly without you. You're always on my mind, Draco, and I just…I was so scared that I'd lose you. I've never been that terrified in my life before, not even when I faced Voldemort."
He cupped Draco's hands fully, bringing them up to his lips and kissing each knuckle on his mate's hands. "I still see you in my arms that moment, you were soaked with blood, and you weren't looking at me anymore. And I thought my whole life had been taken away from me, that you have gone, and I wasn't sure how to live without you. I can't imagine that day." He pressed his nose on Draco's wrist, kissing him there. "And I-I never want it to happen again. You're…you're so precious to me, darling, and I can't let anything happen to you. I'm not going to let anyone harm you, not again, never again."
"Harry," Draco whispered, and Harry met his mate's gaze. He pulled his hand away only to cup the Alpha's face instead. "I understand your worries, but it's not going to happen again, right? The Carrows are gone, thanks to Hermione and her place in the Ministry. Greyback is dead, and the news are all over the Daily Prophet, everyone knows what you're capable of. So, anyone who has even the slightest intention of snatching me away from you again will be utterly terrified of you to do it, love." His plump lips pressed against Harry's cheek tenderly. "And the sight of you stirred me up, Harry."
"Draco."
"You were so strong," Draco whispered against his ear, "your eyes were shining, your fangs were out. I've never seen you so out of control." Harry's breath hitched as Draco sucked a mark on his neck. "Thinking about it makes me aroused, Harry. You were…powerful." He kissed along Harry's jawline, and the Alpha closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. His mate was still weak, his mate was pregnant, he shouldn't. "I think I love you even more like that, Alpha."
"Merlin's fuck, Draco," Harry grunted, covering his mouth with his hand as he leaned back the headboard. "You're pregnant, I can't."
"Well, if you say so," Draco said, his lips jutting out as he shrugged. "It's such a shame though. After that whole week in the nasty dungeon, and two weeks in a coma, almost a week recovering, with you staying on second base only, it's the longest time I've ever gone without your knot." Harry knew Draco was just riling him up, and it was working. It always worked. "What a nightmare it would be, if I forgot how your knot feels inside my hole."
Harry's growl rumbled in his chest, and he held back the noise. Draco glanced at him, pursing his lips before crawling across the Alpha's lap, reaching for the cream. "I guess I'll just do it myself then."
Harry tipped his head back, clearing his throat when the sight of Draco's arse was shoved in his face as his Omega tried to grab the small box. "Fuck, I almost forgot how tempting your arse is," he muttered, knowing Draco was smiling already. "Draco, love, you got the cream yet?" he asked, his voice strained with the urge to jump on his mate.
He turned to look at Draco, who casually smacked the box from the table, watching as the box of cream fell, creating a loud thud and rolling on the floor. "Oh, clumsy me," Draco cooed, pressing his middle on Harry's crotch entirely to reach down and grab the box from the floor. His nightgown was rolled up abruptly, teasing Harry with just a bit of his Omega's skin, his inner thigh, and some of his beautiful globes.
Harry's fangs showed, and he almost bit on his own lips when he noticed that Draco was wearing a white thong underneath. He shuddered, keeping his hands on his sides. Someone should fucking give him a medal for holding back right now.
"Got it," Draco said, finally retreating back to his spot on his side of the bed. He grinned at Harry before stripping his nightgown off, tossing it to the floor under Harry's surprised gaze.
"Draco…what are you doing?"
"I can do it better this way," Draco said, turning on his knees and propping himself up with one hand, his other hand scooping the cream out of the box. His full arse was on display, right before Harry's eyes, and he was even wiggling it a bit, Harry was sure he saw that.
"Hmm," he hummed, his mate's voice coming out as a half moan as he spread the cream over his skin. His finger brushed against the thin string of his thong, and Harry's mouth went dry. That was it for the Alpha.
Harry grabbed at Draco's wrist, stopping him from his movement as his mate turned his head around, smiling ear to ear. "Give up already, Alpha?" He sent a wink at Harry, and the Alpha growled low.
"I'll do it," he said, and Draco's smile became wider as he changed his position, lying flat on the bed on his stomach.
"Well, then do me well, my love," Draco purred, and Harry straddled his legs, looking at his Omega's body from underneath him. He could just eat Draco right up. "Touch me all you want, Alpha."
He applied the cream on Draco's arse, rubbing his hands over the delicate skin carefully. His Omega's arse was bubbly and soft, hard not to squeeze. He spread his globes apart, his eyes glued on the tight, pink pucker under the string as slick started seeping out, drenching the thong. Draco was extremely aroused just from his first touch.
"Already so wet for me, baby?" he asked, a purr at the back of his throat as his Omega let out a delighted moan. He teased around the perineum, feeling Draco's tremble under his touch.
"Please, Harry," Draco said, pushing back against Harry's hands. "I need you so bad."
Harry didn't think twice, his instinct kicked in and he was there to take care of his Omega. He pushed his thumb slowly inside the entrance, and Draco keened loudly when it slipped in easily. "Oh, gods, please, Harry." He gripped on the white sheets and Harry pushed the finger in deeper, past a knuckle, drawing more moans out of his mate. "More, more, Harry."
Draco's scent was much sweeter when he was pregnant, and Harry couldn't help but inhale it all in as though he was going to die without it. His hands were focused on kneading his Omega's arse apart, massaging it at the same time. His mate's soft sounds kept emitting from his throat as Harry's hands pushed deeper past his rim. He teased his inner walls, brushing the pad of his thumb just slightly against Draco's prostate, and it lured out a wail from his mate.
"Look at you," Harry murmured, pushing the second finger inside his entrance. The slick didn't stop oozing out as Draco became more aroused every second. The urge to taste his mate was overwhelming the Alpha. "Do you have any clue what you do to me, darling?" He pulled out his fingers abruptly, and his mate cried out.
Harry rolled Draco over, pulling his legs up and draping them over his shoulders, lifting his Omega's lean body half off the bed. "Beautiful, perfect Omega," Harry droned, pressing open-mouthed kisses over Draco's quivering inner thigh. He grazed his fangs over the tender skin, knowing just how much it stirred his mate up.
"Please, Harry," Draco keened, locking his legs around Harry's neck, a silent 'yes'.
"Mine," Harry growled low, sinking his fangs into Draco's inner thigh. His teeth pierced through the skin, and Draco mewled with pleasure, his back arching off the bed. He had always loved marking his mate up, showing everyone just how much he loved his Omega, his only.
"Oh, fuck, yes," Draco whimpered as Harry licked over the bite mark, closing the wound. "Yours, Harry, yours." He clawed at the sheets and Harry lifted his body up further, his tongue finding where the slick was leaking out.
His Omega tasted heavenly, sweet, rich with a caramel flavour, like cotton candy, as it just happened to be Draco's favourites as well. Harry licked flat against the wet entrance once more, lapping around the rim as it fluttered before him.
"Harry," Draco pleaded, pushing against Harry's tongue and angling him in. The Alpha smirked, hands gripping tightly around his Omega's slim waist before diving his tongue in. Draco howled, loud and free as pleasure crashed through him. Harry tasted it all, he tasted Draco, and his cock strained under his pyjama.
Draco pulled at the sheets, slick dropping to their bed as Harry continued plunging his tongue inside, swirling around, sucking it all in, and he could not get enough. He wrapped his free hand around Draco's leaking cock and began stroking leisurely.
"Please, Alpha-Alpha," Draco whined, bucking into Harry's grip as he fastened his pace. "I-I'm-…" Draco whimpered, hips arching as his own fluids were shot out. He went limp in Harry's arms as he let his mate down on the bed again.
Harry crawled up to him, his body hovering above Draco, who was still panting. He bent lower, capturing Draco's lips in a kiss. His Omega hummed, seemingly tasting his own flavour as their tongues entangled. He gasped when Harry slid two fingers back inside his hole, breaking the kiss.
"You think we're done?" he asked, and Draco let out a chuckle, his brow lifted, and he shook his head.
"I know you better than that, love," his Omega answered, cupping the Alpha's face with his warm hands, "You're insatiable."
"How can I not? Have you seen my mate?" he said, and his mate flashed a smile, a rosy colour painted his cheeks. "He's intelligent, wonderful." Harry snuggled his nose against the scent gland on Draco's neck again, kissing the mark softly. "Gorgeous," he murmured, pressing kisses down Draco's sternum, "and all mine." He closed his mouth around Draco's nipple while adding the third finger in, eliciting a pleased moan from his mate.
"I want your knot," he rasped, tugging at Harry's hair yet instead of hauling him away, he pushed his Alpha's head closer to him. "I want-I want your knot, Alpha-please," he wailed as Harry grazed his fangs over the sensitive bud. "Now, now! Please!"
Harry was never one to disobey his mate, and he drew his fingers back, still tugging a whine out of Draco when he pulled away. Ignoring every logical thing he had been thinking about, Harry ripped his pyjama apart under his mate's plea, wanting to please him right away.
"Fuck, I love it when you're like this," Draco murmured as Harry crouched down again, kissing him in a feverish manner. His knot was already half forming as he nudged the head into Draco's slicked hole. "My wild Alpha." He grinned, showing his small fangs as he bit on Harry's lower lip, pulling at it teasingly. "Fuck me, knot me, breed me again, Alpha."
"My Omega," Harry grunted, burying himself to the hilt as Draco keened, locking his limbs around his Alpha's body and nuzzling in the crook of his neck, scenting him. "You're sucking me in so well, baby."
"Harry, please," Draco moaned, his hole wrapped perfectly around Harry's cock, engulfing him in the warmth of his body from inside and outside. They were flushed together, their skins felt as if they were on fire. Harry shoved his cock deep inside his mate, each thrust sent a wave of bliss through both of them.
The Alpha canted his hips, angling his cock just right, hitting Draco's prostate with rough thrusts. He let out a guttural groan, sucking on Draco's pulse point on his neck while his fingers played with the Omega's nipple. His mate had resorted to moaning incoherently, his words caught in his throat and only wordless sounds were emitted from his enchanting lips.
Draco pulled him up by his hair, and Harry met his gaze. His eyes were glazed with lust, heavy and dark as opposed to his face flushed with heat. He tipped his head forward, tempting Harry with a kiss and leaning away when the Alpha bent down. The rumbles vibrated through his chest and came out as a throaty groan.
His Omega smiled in a naughty way, sliding his hand over Harry's jawline until he caught him by his wrist. Harry sunk his teeth down on Draco's wrist, earning a tranced moan from his mate. He thrusted faster, ramming in as Draco's head was thrown back, his mouth dropped open in ecstasy, his lips swollen from their kisses.
"You love having my marks on you, darling?" Harry asked, his lips closed to his Omega's ear as Draco nodded frantically. "You want to show them who you belong to?" Another nod, and Harry nibbled on Draco's lobe with a hushed growl.
"Answer me, Omega."
"Yes-yes, Alpha!" Draco whimpered, and Harry's lips stretched into a grin as he licked a stripe down his mate's exposed neck. "I want your marks, I want your cock, your knot, Alpha."
"Who do you belong to?"
"You, you," Draco murmured as Harry slowed his pace, but every thrust was a shove at his abused and sensitive nerves. His mate's legs quivered around him, and Harry could feel through their bond that Draco was close already. "I belong to you, Alpha," his voice was throaty as he ghosted his breath over Harry's lips. "Knot me, Harry, mark me, claim me again."
Draco's voice was sweet in his ears, and his scent was heady, filling Harry's senses and making the blood rush right to his cock. His knot was already swelling around the base, as he rolled his hips and slammed in with a few more thrusts, his Omega writhing wantonly underneath him.
He parted his lips, nosing at his mate's neck, at the place where Draco's scent was the strongest, and he bared his teeth, plunging and ripping through the skin. Draco cried out, his body rocking as cum spurted out of him, painting his stomach beautifully again. Harry marked him the third time, groaning as he gave one last thrust inside his mate, releasing warm fluids as the knot grew, locking them tight together.
Harry lapped over the mark in a careful way, pressing a kiss atop the skin as he intertwined their hands together. Draco had turned into a boneless heap while the Alpha pampered him with more kisses on his neck. He tipped his head up, looking at his mate's state before placing a kiss on the corner of his lips.
"Kiss me properly, Harry," Draco said softly, and the Alpha chuckled, "don't make me beg, Alpha." He gazed at Harry, his flashes fluttering, and Harry found him irresistible. He dropped his head forward, kissing Draco again, just like how his mate desired. "Alpha," Draco murmured between their kiss as he squeezed tight on their intertwined hands, "so good to me."
Harry's growl was husky, as he gave a playful thrust, pushing his knot deeper inside Draco. His mate cried out, his manners gone docile instantly. "Be careful there, Harry, or you might give me another pup."
"Fuck," Harry said, chuckling, "I rather think it's exciting, we'd be having triplets then."
"With your sexual libido, and Padma's permission to fuck, I think that's highly possible, Harry." He smiled, not flinching even in the slightest when Harry hoisted him up in one swift move and repositioned them on the bed.
He picked the blanket that Draco had kicked down on the floor up and draped it over them. Their legs tangled as Harry held his mate close, until their skins touched again. Draco snuggled up into his neck, breathing in the Alpha's scent and sighing with delight.
"I'm not going to let you slip away from me ever again," Harry said, carding his hands into Draco's long blond hair that smelled just like his scent. "I will protect you, no matter what."
"I know, love," he said, looking up at Harry and smiling, "You're not going to lose me again. I'll be right here, with you, with Jamie, and with our pups, right here, Harry." He nuzzled the tip of his nose against Harry's and kissed his lips tenderly.
"Even…even if it were to happen again, Harry," Draco murmured, his finger teasing Harry's jawline, "I know you would find me, you always do. And, I think I'm fairly good at stabbing people, right?" Harry laughed, his chest warmed with his mate's comfort, steadying him with soothing words. "Trust me, love, all right?"
"Okay," Harry said, nodding as he smiled, stealing another quick kiss from his mate. "I love you." He planted a kiss on his Omega's forehead, adding, "I love you, so much." He pulled his mate even closer, if there was any space left between them. He kissed Draco again, slow and languid, savouring every second of their kiss. "I love you. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, Draco."
"I love you, Harry," Draco said, lips ghosting his, "death couldn't do us part." He smiled, it was radiating and warm, embracing Harry with tenderness. And the Alpha's heart melted with adoration for his mate. Harry loved Draco madly, falling for his Omega more and more every day. They were, after all, true mates for life.
The End
Notes:
I'm working on the prequel and sequel at the moment, and a few short stories featuring other couples in this storyline. Stay tuned!