My reason

Cow-t 10, M2, prompt: Omegaverse.

The day they mated Draco was walking nervously over their room. The war was over, Harry killed Voldemort and slowly the situation was getting back to normal. Harry had been really busy lately, he went to thousand of trials and a way to many funerals. He had people to meet, public appearance to do and baby to kiss as Ron always teased him. The had a serious talk the night before the final battle, Harry told him he wouldn’t have another heat without mating him. He was so sure and firm about it that Draco just agreed, even if they were really young for mating and probably it wasn’t the best moment for a major life decision.
Now that the conflict was over and Harry saved them all it seems like everyone wanted a piece of him. Most of the time Draco felt like punching in the face the one who approached his Harry as ‘The chosen one’. Who chooses him? A confused untalented future teller which never had made an actual prophecy aside for that one time when she dumped the destiny of the world on a baby.
Rationally he knew about the connection between Harry’s magic and Voldemort’s, and also that his past made Harry the man he loved. He just couldn’t stand the saw of a grown adult sitting on their hands waiting for a teenager to save them. And now that he did it they couldn’t just let him live the normal life that was always denied to him.
Under all of this, there was that little voice in Draco’s head that whispered to him in the lonely hours he spent alone at Grimauld’s place that Harry could literally have anyone now. While he was there tendering the house Harry could have been meeting another omega, or a beta or even an alpha just perfect and realise that Draco was not the one for him, that he wasn’t worthy.
Harry had been away for two weeks now, he went to the world’s congress of wizard as a guest to gave a speech about the future, he didn’t even want to go; but Draco told him that the decisions that they would make into this moment of transition would have shaped the future of their world.
So he went.
And now that Draco was feeling his heat raising he couldn’t find in him to howl Harry. He dragged their mattress into a corner, he always preferred made his nest as hidden as he could. He enchanted a curtain around it and piled Harry’s clothes and tone of pillows and blanket on it. They had stoked food with a long expiring date and magic bottles of water which never run out. He made his fortress and he spent in there most of his time wishing that Harry would be back before it started it.
The night was the hardest part. There was nothing distracting him to the thought of Harry with someone else while sleeping he saw him in his dreams mated to someone else, maybe a nice small girl which was more photogenic and loved to the public than him.
That was another threat to their relationship, Draco’s family had been on the wrong side of the war and a lot of people didn’t forget it. Never mind that Draco wasn’t his parents. Never mind that they were dead.
He was alone.
He had been since the day he left that he picked Harry on that tower. The alpha had been nothing but nice to him, he looked so honest and he was so damn Gryffindor. That’s why it would be better for everyone if Draco just disappeared.
“Draco…” A deep voice said somewhere between dreams and reality.
“No!” He felt hands on him, they were going to take him away.
“Draco!”
“NO!” He woke up struggling to get out of the hold.
“Calm down!” He went still, he was helpless against the command of that alpha. But even petrified the tears kept flowing until they met soft lips.
“Draco it’s me.”
Slowly in the soft light, he focalised Harry’s silhouette.
“You okay?” Harry covered his body on him pinning him down. There was nothing sexual in the gesture, he had the pressuring instinct to comforted the omega.
“You ‘r back?” Garbled Draco, Harry messy hair tickling his nostrils; he couldn’t care less. He gripped to the alpha trembling.
“When I stood there with the speech I wrote, full of sentimentalism and goodwill I realised that was bullshit. Standing there as a symbol was what they wanted me to do and I lost it. I’m so done living to met people expectations so I gave them a piece of my mind.” Now that Draco was breathing normally again Harry slid on his side holding him close. The omega snuggled in his neck scenting his alpha.
“I bet it was amazing. I wish I could have seen it.”
“You can, is recorded. I think Hermione convinced the press to assume a more muggle line of action, there were some cameras. One day that girl is going to shred the secrecy act, I’m telling you.”
“Mmm, good.”
“Do you want to tell me what was that dream about.”
Draco tensed a little but then let go, he was going to tell Harry sooner o later bet get over with it. His paranoias were gone the moment he realised the alpha was back as always.
“I couldn’t be helped, I thought you may meet someone and leave me, that you deserve better.”
He felt Harry inspiring to launch in some sort of reassuring speech but he muffled him with a kiss.
It was soft and slow. The alpha get into it right away, they had been parted too long and they both craved closeness. The kiss was followed by another one than a smaller one and soon enough they were just resting so close that their lips brushed as Draco speak.
“I know rationally that is not going to happen. I just kind of crush when I’m alone.”
“Than this has to stop,” said Harry determined “next time I leave you will come with me!”
They had this argument before. Since the general public didn’t like Draco he mostly stayed in the shade but Harry wasn’t happy one bit with the situation.
“I can do perfectly without all this attention as if I prefer a bunch of old intolerant adults to this.” He grabbed one handful of Draco’s ass and the omega busted in a laugh.
The omega was feeling sleepy curled against the warm body he let Harry’s voice lull him back into sleep. No nightmare would hunt him with the other so close.
Next time he woke up something was off.
He was hot like hell and he felt Harry shifting against him growling a little.
He was in heat and his alpha was responding.
“Harry.” He called wresting his shirt off. The feeling of fabric on his skin was unbearable.
A loud groan announced that Harry was awake now.
He covered Draco in a second, his hands joining the blond’s in the get rid of his pants.
His mouth found his neck and gave the first bite, he needed to mark the omega.
The omega was his.
Harry kissed goodbye his lucidity as the thick smell of slick saturated the air.
It has been since forever from that first hectic phantom heat they shared the first time they had sex. With the threat of death hanging on their heads Draco’s body, and as matter of fact also Ron’s, kind of froze, their cycle went off to prevent them to be breed in a dangerous situation. It was perfectly normal said Hermione, but the necessity to mate Draco was driving him insane.
The delay was over.
He pushed Draco’ tights open with his knees and took the place was rightfully his between those white long legs.
Merlin knew how much he loved Draco’s legs, so delicate at the appearance so strong around him. And his flat belly that one day he would fill with his pups. His grey eyes were shiny like stars. The perfect curve of his butt, which perfectly fitted his palms and the hot hold of his body around the first finger.
There wasn’t a single part of him that Harry didn’t love.
His mission in life was o cherish him, and shower him with love until the omega’s doubts were long forgotten.
He took his hand to his lips under the watering look of the blond and tasted him, he was so obsessed with Draco’s taste, the omega told him it was insane the way he spent hours eating him out making him come over and over without seeking his own pleasure. Not that he was complaining.
His alpha suddenly decided it was wrong, so he grabbed firmly the hot body and it turned him. He crawled over him kissing the place he was going to bit really soon.
Draco squirmed as his hand found the crack in his ass again, erupting in a chorus of pleading mixed with swearing. He was a strong omega, he was going to give him strong heirs, he was just perfect.
He was now two fingers down, buried in the natural slick of Draco’s ass, the blonde’s hips shoving back for more of Harry’s touch. Harry crooked his fingers, thrusting them a little, obtaining a chorus of gratifying sounds from Draco. In a blink of an eye he was pushing the third finger inside.
Probably unconsciously Harry was growling against his earlobe. The way the alpha was completely lost to his need made him wet and horny, and eager to be breed.
And he was going to breed him soooo nice.
In the background his rational self remind him that it was Draco’s first heat since the suppressant, it was impossible for him to get pregnant, his body was still getting rid of the chemicals.
That thought made him angry, he wanted to breed Draco and even if it was impossible he was going to give a good damn try.
With this resolve he took out his fingers hooking them around Draco’s hips, he aligned his hard dick, slowly pressing the head inside.
It was heaven.
Draco was fucking wet and deadly hot and tight around him.
Under him, the omega buried his face in the pillow muffling his scream.
It felt really fucking big. His fists bunched in the blanket at the not-quite-pain of Harry bottoming down inside. It took forever and the pain was already been fading into pleasure. What the fuck, Harry’s dick was a gift to mankind but hell if it was hard to take him with such a short preparation. Ron told him that it was also related to the mating. As soon as they bonded his body was going to recognise Harry’s, but until then he needed to bear with it.
As Draco tensed and Harry’s alpha squirmed. He wanted nothing more than knot the omega and claim him but not if that meant hurting him. The brunette kissed his nape gently.
“My good omega, so perfect and so sweet, relax for me.” He sucked another bruise on his back, caressing his side lovingly.
Slowly Draco started to breathe again, his hand reaching for Harry, the alpha grabbed his fingers pinning him on the blanket.
“Harry…” he moaned, “move.”
The sounds that came from Draco when Harry started to fuck him were barely human, the moans and whimpers were punctuated by mewling and yowling when Harry’s cock brushed against the man’s prostate on every other thrust.
Draco, pain long forgotten, arched more, legs spreading wider as he pushes himself back against Harry, and the alpha slammed into him hard and fast, fucking Draco like that, hard and fast, hands on Draco’s hips, pulling the omega back to meet each thrust, Draco’s cock slapping against his belly with the force of it.
The omega wished he could stroke himself but he could just brace himself in front of the alpha desire. The pleasure was numbing his senses, the only things he could still fell were the hard thrusts and the swell of Harry’s knot meeting his rim on every push.
Harry strengthener his grip on the omega chasing his orgasm. He could feel it building, his slowed his pace to put more intensity in his thrust trying to get his knot inside.
Draco was breathless his mouth wide in a silent scream as the knot slid inside. He could swear he felt Harry howling. He felt so full and so oversensitive that his arms gave out; the alpha’s grip was the only thing keeping him up on his knees.
The knot was filling rapidly, it felt already so big, but then it kept getting bigger, and bigger, and Draco panicked a little. He tried to scoot away, but the pull hurt worse than the thing itself. Harry cursed and pulled his hips close again lowering himself on him, literally caging the smaller body against the blanket. His lip kissed the scent gland, his teeth teasing it ready to deliver the mating bite.
Being buried knot-deep inside Draco forced him to lessen his movements to slower rutting, a small winding of his hips that made the bulbous knot to soothe back and forth against wrecked prostate.
The orgasm came like a wave, starting between his toes then rushing up his legs and hitting him like a tsunami.
He came hard bitting down the scent gland.
Draco’s eyes rolled back in his head as he orgasmed, the sensation of the bond-forming burning deep inside his body as Harry semen filled him.
The alpha came for a long time, even after they fell on the side little after orgasm kept hitting him pumping more come into the spent omega.
Draco was gone, completely out, Harry holds him close enjoying the comforting sensation of their new bond. His alpha was pumped with pride for knotting his omega that now was safe and warm in their nest.
“I feel so full.” Whispered Draco, his voice strained with sleep. Now that his body was sated he was feeling the soreness.
“Gonna see how often I can pump you full of coming before you scream enough.” Said Harry right into his ear. Giving him goosebumps. He turned his head looking for a kiss.
Harry met him halfway, consumed by the need to have the omega close as possible. He dominated the kiss pushing his tongue inside right away, his hand cupping Draco’s face and the other one sprawled on his abdomen; right where one day his pup will grow.
He almost chuckled at the though snuggling in Draco’s neck as the omega slowly slipped into sleeping.
They went at it non stop for days, they cared so less for the outside that they even lost count of them.
By the end of Draco’s heat their coupling grows less frantic, Harry took his time exploring the omega’s body. Giving him satisfaction with his mouth and his fingers.
Still, his alpha needed to mark the blond. That’s why Harry was now sitting his back against the couch’s seat kissing his mate deeply as he was moving inside him.
Draco leaned back making a show of his body, using the coffee table as a handle while he inches up and down Harry’s cock in slow, smooth motions. His white skin now is heavily stained with hickeys, it looks like a map of their love-making. That morning Draco woke up at Harry’s lips renewing the marks which were starting to fade.
“You are so hot.” Said Harry with a deep rough voice which made Draco tremble, his gaze was black with lust and want, his pheromones so strong that he had to bare his neck in submission.
Harry leaned forward closing his teeth on their bond mark; he also had one now, even if it wasn’t usual for omegas to mark their alpha he pleaded Draco to do so so now they matched.
“Harry…” pleaded Draco bulking his hips in a silent request to fuck him harder.
And Harry did, wrapping his arms around Draco’s back and pulling him in close. They kissed again, Draco’s moans starting in his throat and ending in Harry’s mouth.
His pace fastened. His knot already forming. He left Draco’s lips descending on his neck and then on his chest until he found a swollen nipple, they were so sensitive that Draco swore, Harry wouldn’t leave them alone lately, as if he thought that Draco was going to start milking.
Probably it wasn’t so far from reality. Harry declared more than once how he was going to enjoy breeding him as soon as his body was free from suppressant.
“Draco, am I so boring that your mind is free to wander?” Cranking Draco’s hips upward and palming the globes of his ass, Harry spread him out and reached deeper. Not satisfied he did it again nailing his prostate so hard that Draco had to hold to the couch behind Harry to stay upright.
“Ah…just thinking fuck…how you’ll breed me…oooh.” Harry bitted him hard on the shoulder, then he licked the bruise.
“You can’t just drop a bomb like that!” He said on skin.
Draco said something but it went lost in his moans, he wanted to make some sort of sarcastic remake; but Harry made it impossible still sucking hickeys against the thin skin of his collarbone, not with the way his other hand was now firm on Draco’s ass, guiding him in a rhythm, fast bouncing on his erection.
Eventually, he slowed down to long, grinding thrusts that satisfy the urge to plant his knot deep, deep inside. Draco could feel the bulge nudging his rim at every thrust, he was close himself.
“Alpha! Your knot!” He screamed arching against his chest.
Harry grabbed his ass and he shoved the knot into Draco’s abused hole, tying them together.
But he wasn’t done.
He pushed up into Draco, nailing his prostate riding the first wave of his orgasm. Draco keened as he came, trembling and throwing his head back in the air, his ass clenching around Harry milking him greedily.
He half-collapses against Harry’s chest, breathing heavily and pressing light kisses to any skin within reach looking blindly for his mouth. He meawled as he found it, letting Harry devour him.
Harry’s hand left his ass and took place on the small of his back, rubbing slow calming circles there.
The kiss was followed by another one and then by smaller kisses, Harry kissed him all over his face nibbling his earlobe and bringing him closer in their embrace. The heat was still strong enough to tie them for the better part of an hour and they made the best out of it cuddling.
After a while, the flame in the fireplace flicked red.
It wasn’t the first time these days. Harry put a block on their chimney to prevent anyone to bother them.
He also added special wards to Potter manor to keep everyone out.
The world could be over for what he cares. He explicitly told the press he was going to mate Draco soon to prevent future problems, still, a lot of people tried to talk him out of it.
“How long do you think we can hold the fort?” He said staring at the flames.
“Do you want to barricade in here?” Asked Draco giggling, nibbling his cheek with a smile.
“Maybe…would you barricade with me?” He asked turning his head to give him a small kiss.
“I would let the world burn Potter, but I’m under the impression that you wouldn’t last three days.”
“I can! With something keeping myself busy.” He squeezed a little Draco’s left butt-cheek.
“Even if they need you?”
“They don’t need me…exactly, they need a symbol or whatever, could be anything.”
“You are the chosen one, of course, they need you, and not because you destroyed You-Know-Who, but because they know that they can rely on you. You were the reason because they didn’t lose hope. Even when the ministry failed them you didn’t.”
“You were my reason. You ARE my reason. The reason I lived for. The reason why I couldn’t have been defeated.”
“And you are mine.” Their kiss was sweet. As the world keeps turning the life went on but from that moment on they would front everything together.

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