Draco
Hermione looks wrecked in the sexiest way an omega could – fresh out of a heat. But knowing that she was-is?- in pain, none of that mattered. She is laying on her front, her light pink sheet haphazardly covering her round ass but leaving the rest of her luscious body in view. Her eyes are dark and hazy. "Alpha," she whimpers out.
I feel starved for this witch. "Omega," I rumble in response, my alpha ripping his way to the front to take control of this situation, leaving me grasping for some control to experience this with that part of myself. Walking into the deliriously potent room, I pick up a throw off of a chair and lay it over her body. "I'll take care of you," I promise and push her sweat-damp curls off her forehead. Watching her melt under my touch makes me feel warm all over. She trusts me. Leaning down, I press my lips against her temple. I missed her. I should tell her, but my mouth won't move.
"Alpha, it hurts," she cries softly, her small hand feebly fisting in my shirt as she tries to pull me in.
"I know. It doesn't look like you were well prepared," I glance around the messy room. No water pitchers, no snacks, I only see a haphazard knotted dildo here and there. And I'm embarrassed because I'm jealous of her toys.
"N-no," she shakes her head, continuing to try and pull me close. Giving in to her weak tug, I get into her sweat and slick-covered nest, attempting to be her big spoon to maintain as much of her modesty. My alpha is begging me to strip to the nude and bury myself in the nest in hopes of her scent sticking to my body. "No," she huffs out and shifts to drape herself over my chest. My omega–no–Hermione is lying on top of me naked save for a throw.
A contented purr comes from her as my hand glides from the back of her head down to the base of her spine, repeating the motion in a soothing rhythm. "Hermione, let me care for you. I'll draw you a bath, prepare a meal, and create a clean, cozy nest for us," I coax gently, trailing my nails lightly along her spine. Hermione inhales sharply at the sensation, pressing herself closer to me. She's making it difficult to keep any sort of hold on my alpha but she needs me too.
"I-I needed you," she mumbles, her face pressing into my neck and drawing in a long breath. She melts again as she breathes in my scent.
"I'm here now," I press my hand into the small of her back.
She adjusts her position to allow her hungry eyes to meet mine from beneath her dark lashes. "I needed you, Draco," she murmurs, her words sounding clearer than anything she's said so far. My heart starts to pound in my chest and my stomach tightens. My alpha is deafening, snarling in my mind to take her, finally make her mine. She said Draco. She needed me.
"I'm here," I repeat, bringing a hand up to cup her face. My thumb traces her freckled cheekbone and I rumble as she nuzzles into my palm.
"Thank you for being here," my omega whispers, her eyes looking at me with lucidity.
My thumb trails down to her swollen lips and I trace her full bottom lip. "Anytime, omega."
I feel her thighs try to press together at that and her head gets a bit heavier in my hand. My alpha's leash is slipping through my fingers. I can't help my reactions to her.
"Draco?"
That's enough to ground me for a moment. "Yes, petal?"
"Will you kiss me? Just us." She asks, already leaning in.
Pressing my lips tightly together, I try to remind myself who is in control. Us. Just us. But then again, she asked me to leave her alone. "I–"
"Let's go back to before. Stealing kisses, scenting me." Hermione's face is so close to mine, her lips brush mine with her whispered words. "I miss you. Being my friend. Being the alpha I like. Being the man I like." Her lips press against mine with that.
Her lips are warm and a soft whine comes from me, my hands moving to rest on her naked sides. She likes me. She chooses me. I beg my alpha for a moment or two more of control before I succumb to my own instincts.
Reluctantly, I break the kiss but she's not fully here. I'm giving her relief when she needs it most. "You're fresh out of your heat, don't–"
"I'm here!" She argues, her eyes flashing in anger before softening. "I like you, you prat!" The flush that touches her cheeks makes my heart skip a beat.
Oh.
She means it.
"Granger, you can do better–"
"I've picked who I want," she interrupts me with a look before leaning in to kiss the tip of my nose. "And who my omega wants," she purrs, pressing her lips against mine again.
I return the kiss, feeling like I could weep.
She chooses me.
And the hold on my alpha is dropped.
Hermione
If Blaise is correct about Draco's feelings, then it's time for me to be honest. There's no one else to convey to Draco that I'm interested in him, even if I struggle to express it due to preconceived notions that don't make much sense to me anymore. And I've been miserable since I "ended" this thing with him.
But the minute I see him, my omega stuffs me down and I'm enjoying the gentle touches of my alpha and pulling him into bed. The warmth of his body under my naked body makes me wish he was shirtless too. His rumbles relax me enough to let me settle my omega, allowing me to tell him how I feel.
How I want him. How I choose him. As himself and his alpha.
I knew it would be difficult to get him to believe me so soon after a heat but I didn't think it would take that much convincing about the way I felt. It hurts to think he believes I deserve better than himself.
"I've picked who I want," I stop his argument with a kiss on the tip of his nose. "And who my omega wants." After laying it out plainly, my lips meet his in a kiss.
He returns the kiss with fervor, his hands gripping my hips. I had felt the semi in his trousers from the moment I spread out on top of him but now it's grown to a full hard-on and I'm thankful I'm not in heat and I get to enjoy the way he's making me feel. A soft whimper comes from me and I desperately want to sit up and grind on him over his trousers but I don't think I physically can't do anything like that right now. No matter how bad I want to.
Draco moves me so my knees are resting on either side of his hips, my naked pussy pressed against the apex of his pants. We'd been close before but not like this. His large hands squeeze my sheet-covered ass and a low growl comes from him at our new position.
Despite the sensitivity from the miserable experience this heat was, I crave Draco. I know we won't have sex, but I want to feel pleasure with him, because of him.
His lips leave mine to nip my chin lightly and lick along my scent gland. If I wasn't certain my heat was over, I'd think he's pushing me into one with how wet with slick I get. "Is this too much?" He growls against my neck and nips the tender scent gland.
"I need more," I whine out and try to grind against him. Draco digs his fingers into the soft flesh of my ass, drawing a whimper from my lips.
"Can't knot you," he growls louder against my neck and I feel his body tense up. "Won't," he promises.
"Just make me cum," my plea is merely a whimper. "Don't want it to hurt," I try to grind against him and he pulls me firmly against him to keep me from moving, his dick hard under me. "Draco!" I whine, tensing against him. A shudder runs through him and he starts to rut up against me, his hard cock is trapped in his trousers grinding against my clit. My body goes limp on top of him, "Alpha," I gasp, finding it in me to tangle my fingers in his hair. His hot breath comes out in heavy pants as he keeps moving roughly against me. The pants turn into a string of moans and he nips at my bonding gland. A soft cry comes from me and slick starts to coat my thighs. My omega doesn't try to push me away, I'm enjoying Draco at peace with my omega. I know I've soaked through his pants. I'm tired of clothes always separating us. "Want to feel you, please," I beg, cupping his face to bring his lips back to mine.
I can see the struggle behind his eyes as he fights his alpha. I want him at peace with his alpha. "I won't–"
Pulling him in for a kiss, I cut off his argument, "No knot. Just no clothes, please. I trust you."
After a moment's hesitation, he shifts under me, digging his heels into the mattress to lift us from the bed, mumbling a charm and he's nude under me. His warm, hard cock is settled between my legs, pressing against my pussy. Adjusting my hips a bit, I shift until my clit is pressed against him.
"You're so fucking wet," he groans through gritted teeth.
Summoning all of my energy, I slowly sit up so I'm straddling him. I want to see him. All of him. Keeping our eyes on each other, I lean down slowly and give him a light kiss before sitting back up. Breaking eye contact first, I look at his lips before looking at the muscular alpha body under me. His pale chest is rising and falling rapidly and I can swear his dick gets harder under me. Shifting my gaze back to his face, I see him staring at my tits, eyes dark. "Touch me," I encourage, running my hands down his chest lightly.
His hands move from their spot on my hips to my chest. My head drops back slightly and a sound of appreciation comes from me when he pinches my nipples and gives them a gentle squeeze. "Fuck," he curses, tracing the curve of my breast with delicate touches of his fingers. He makes a trail between my breasts and down my stomach, pausing at my belly button.
Glancing down, a loud moan comes from me. I've only seen a handful of dicks but I know this is my favorite one by the way my pussy throbs looking at it. The head of cock is nearly purple and drooling precum on his stomach. Dipping my fingers into it, I bring them to my lips and moan again as I taste it.
"Loving seeing you spread out on my cock," he growls, starting to move his hips under me. "Can my sweet omega stay like that? I want to watch you cum."
I'd exhaust myself to have him watch me cum for him. His fingers trace down past my belly button, but he avoids my pussy and opts to soak his fingers in my slick on my thigh and suck his fingers. His eyes flutter shut as a deep rumble starts in his chest.
"Embrace your alpha, Draco. I trust you," I encourage, starting to move my hips slowly. Despite the protesting ache in my muscles, all I can focus on is the thought of us finding pleasure together.
Draco
When I came here, I had no intention of being naked with Hermione. Nor had I thought she'd encourage me to touch her bare breasts much less be grinding her bare, swollen, and soaking pussy on my dick. My alpha has shoved me in the back, not barely listening to me. Looking into Hermione's eyes, there is no conflict, just pleasure and peace.
"Embrace your alpha, Draco. I trust you," her words carry her sweet beguiling omega tone but also a level of lucidity.
Embrace that side of me? When she's so delicate and—
"Get out of your head, just relax," she breathes out heavily and rolls her hips again. Her hands cover mine and bring them back up to her tits. Even in my large hands, they overflow my grasp. Moving my hands, I watch them bounce back into place. Her pink nipples are hard and my mouth waters. I crave everything about Hermione. I pinch the sensitive flesh lightly to see her reaction. Her thighs shudder around my hip and a moan slips from her swollen lips. I squeeze her nipples harder before dropping my hands, admiring her on top of me. Get out of your head. Watching her makes it easy to get out of my head. I want her to feel good and so does my alpha. And chooses me. She meets my eyes and hers are sparkling with adoration as she looks at me.
It's as if everything falls into place, and suddenly, I feel weightless yet anchored. The ceaseless battle in my mind quiets down, and my body eases into the bed. She trusts me to take care of her, and I will. My alpha and I are experiencing this together.
Her hips are still and her dark eyes meet mine. "Good, alpha," she praises softly, her hands gliding lightly against my chest.
"Omega," I breathe out and reach up to brush my thumb over a pert nipple. "As much as I want to watch your tits bounce while you soak my cock. You're fresh out of a heat, and need to rest." I grab her hand and gently pull her back down to rest against me again. "I want to feel you against me," I whisper and kiss her as I dig my heels into the mattress and start to thrust against her soaking pussy. Swallowing every moan from her, I move faster and break the kiss with a heavy breath. Soft moans escape her lips, muffled against my chest as her face buries into it. Her thighs begin to quiver and the whimpers of both my name and 'alpha' coming from her makes my knot swell. No better than a first-time rutting alpha.
Hermione's teeth dig into my shoulder with a loud cry and I feel slick gushing from her, soaking my cock further.
"Gonna make me knot," I pant out and dig my fingers deeper into the flesh of her ass, knowing that I'd be leaving bruises behind, moving her body against me as I move. Another wave of tremors crashes over her as my knot swells fully and my balls tighten before I buck my hips up roughly against her, my cum spills out between us, mixing with her slick and I could die in bliss.
Our sweaty, flushed bodies are mingled together, our heavy breaths echoing around the warm room. Not even the embarrassment of having knotted so quickly can bring me down from this. Hermione is purring loudly as she shifts a bit to look up at me. "I made you knot?" She asks in a soft, shy voice. Her blinks are slow and her eyes hazy.
A rumble comes from me and I smooth her unruly hair back. A shy smile plays out on my lips. "Wouldn't be the first time," I murmur, starting to trail my finger up and down her back.
We lie quietly, listening to her purrs and my rumbles as we catch our breaths, waiting for my knot to go down. Hermione's eyes are getting heavy, but she needs to eat, drink water, bathe… "Omega?" I look at her. "Let me do what I came here to do, petal. Take care of you."
The exhaustion is evident in her eyes as is the dead weight of her. "Yes please," she mumbles, her eyes shutting and my alpha shifts into protective mode.
Delicately shifting out from under her, I settle here in the nest and summon my underwear. I pull them up and find the throw from earlier, laying it over her. Using magic, I open a few of the windows, the cold winter air is welcome in the warm room. After finding her tub and turning the taps for it to fill, I mutter some incantations to tidy her room while I physically begin to pull her nest apart gently. "Fresh sheets will help," I mumble and go to check the bath. I turn off the taps and come out to my dozing omega. My omega.
Carefully, I lift her up. Her small, naked frame fits nicely against my chest. Nothing feels better. Carrying her to the bathroom, I approach the tub and prepare to lower her in the water when she lifts her head up and presses a gentle kiss to my chin. "Get in with me," she whispers.
Hermione
The intimate moments with Draco surpasses anything I've ever experienced before, leaving me breathless and yearning for more. Nor have I enjoyed the doting alphas until my alpha did it.
Draco insists on bathing me first and feeding me while I soak in the tub. He refills the tub twice, all the while tending to me with pumpkin juice and snacks. After the third refill, he deems me well-cared-for enough to join me. Straddling his lap in the tub, I return the favor, bathing him in turn. When I'm satisfied that he is clean enough, I allow him to help me out of the tub.
After we dry each other off and apply lotion, Draco gently brushes my hair and dresses me in his undershirt before laying me down in a freshly made bed. Despite the exhaustion engulfing my body, I instinctively begin to nest, arranging the covers around me. I feel Draco's eyes fixed on me, and a surge of pride floods my being as I complete the task. I meet his gaze over my shoulder, a sense of contentment washing over me.
"Good girl," he murmurs softly, joining me in our nest.
A soft whine escapes me at his praise, and I can feel myself getting worked up again. But Draco's hands gently cup my face. "You are, but now you have to rest," he says firmly yet tenderly. The sun is starting to lighten the sky, so he gestures towards the windows, closing them and drawing the curtains. The alpha tone makes it impossible to ignore, especially in my state.
He tucks me against his chest, his warmth a comforting embrace. "Rest. I'll be here when you wake up. I'm not leaving," he promises, his hand stroking my back soothingly.
"I like you," I whisper, meeting his gaze with heavy lids.
A small smile graces his lips. "I like you too. Sleep, omega."
"Mm," I nod, my eyes closing. "Thank you for coming, Draco."
"I'll always be here when you call for me," he rumbles, tucking his nose into my hair.
Feeling satiated, safe, loved, and wrapped in the safety of my alpha's arms, I drift into sleep within minutes.