Chapter 10
Draco POV
Draco lifted his head to look around. He had felt the familiar pull of apparating somewhere, he just didn’t know where. Everything looked blurry, like a veil covered his eyes… a veil, like a bridal veil… Merlin, he would love to make that little omega his bride. Wait, what little omega? Surely it wasn’t that chirpy witch dragging him along everywhere…
He rolled his head to release the tension in his neck, trying to regain his senses. He touched the cold plush surface of leather. He stretched out on the seat, pressing his cheek to the cool surface. The heat he felt in his gut earlier was rising to his chest, crawling its way to his neck, making the glands there tingle with anticipation. Despite the few buttons on his shirt already undone, the heat was getting to him and the fabric of the shirt felt like a thousand constricting ashwinders. He needed release. Draco plucked at the buttons along the front, until there were no more buttons to pull at. With the sweet embrace of the cold leather, he could finally pay attention to what was happening around him.
Draco watched the man with the beautiful dark curls storm across the room, concern in his eyes.“What did you do to him?!” he heard vaguely. The Adonis before him cupped Draco’s face and pulled at his eyelids, checking back and forth. He turned and watched as the fiery woman spun around. “What does that mean?” She spat at the handsome man across the table. Draco’s eyes fell back on his best friend’s face, wandering over his eyes, nose, those lips, to his chest.
I never realized quite how much Theo’s muscles tightened under his shirt, he thought to himself.
Draco’s eyes burned as Theo forced Draco’s eyes open. He swatted Theo’s hand away and stumbled to his record player, sliding a vinyl off the shelf and slipping it on.
Its so crazy right now
I look and stare so deep
In your eyes
I touch on you more and
More everytime
He spun around on his heels to find Theo and Hermoine facing him, looking bewildered. And suddenly Draco had the urge to launch himself at them. What had come over him?
As soon as Draco plopped himself back in his spot, Theo rushed over to him.
He seemed to be doing an eye exam, pulling Draco’s eyelid back again, looking closely.
“His eyes are completely blown, what did he take? One of his pills?,” Theo said in a strained voice.
Draco responded “Oh you worry too much, ‘m fine”. Then he reached up, pulling Theo’s face close and kissed him deeply, slipping his tongue between Theo’s lips. He heard a squeak behind him and felt Theo freeze. Draco watched as Theo smirked under his kiss and eyed the witch behind them before he grabbed Draco back and deepened the kiss. Draco nipped at Theo’s lip. “Pay attention to me,” he whined.
The curly haired witch rolled her eyes. Clearing her throat she asked “If you are done Theo, I think we better find a way to fix this”.
“Oh don't be jealous, join us instead”, Draco said, blowing a kiss at Hermione. She gave him a look of uncertainty, a flash of intrigue danced behind her gaze.
Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Lovin’ you darling’
Makes me so confused
I keep fallin’ in and out
Of love with you
Draco turned back to Theo, dragging his lips down his neck to his shoulder, watching Hermione from his peripheral. Her cheeks slowly flushed red as his pheromones reached her. He watched her as a shiver rolled down her spine. She sauntered over to the men tangled on the chaise. Draco reached out to pull her in, but she grabbed the back of Theo’s shirt instead and yanked him away from Draco. Draco fell forward in a huff, pouting and glaring at Granger.
“Theo, for the love of Merlin, focus.”
She released her hold on this mussed collar. “The color green doesn’t suit you, darling,” Theo bit. “But as much as I love this side of you Drake, she’s right.
Suddenly Draco felt a blanket of cool cover his body as the pheromones hit. They calmed him immediately. He looked at Hermione and she gave him a slight smirk and asked him “Feeling better now?”.
“Is this how he is when he’s in a rut?” Theo asked Hermoine. “How would I know that?!” she replied. “Well you could probably tell from the pheromones…” he said sarcastically, leaning down to press his nose against Draco’s neck before planting a kiss on his temple. Draco purred.
Hernione rolled her eyes. “The pheromones seem normal, a little foggy though. Like he is high or something.” she snapped back at him. “Maybe he was drugged”, she added, under her breath.
Theo thought for a second, scrunching his face. “We developed a counter potion for this type of thing. Witches have been targeted at clubs with lust potions.”
“But we only had one drink-”
“One is all it takes, Goldie.”
“He did say it was too sweet…” she whispered, her eyes unfocused.
“That sounds familiar, we had to work with the potions to make the counter potions.” Theo added, a mischievous smirk painted on his face.
“Well what are you waiting for?! Draco needs the counter potion. We have no idea what other side effects he could have” Hermione said in a slightly panicked voice.
“Wha’ happen’d to tha music?”
Draco peeled himself off of the chaise to turn the record over. Theo took the chance to sneak out the door. “I’ll be at the shop if you two need me… but I doubt you will,” he said with a wink, closing the door behind him.
You’re too sweet for me
You’re too sweet for me
I take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You’re too sweet for me
You’re too sweet for me
Draco twirled and twisted his way to the little omega, the tails of his open shirt fluttering behind him, wrapping himself in the enticing vanilla pheromones. He draped himself over Hermione’s shoulder, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck. He felt his length become hard, pressing against her plump arse. As he kissed her neck she giggled and grinded against him. His fingers trailed down her arm, tangling into her fingers and twirling the omega around to face him. Her eyes went wide and a light pink blush colored her face.
The way she reacted to every move he made, not just tonight but every time they were in each other’s orbit, made his heart flutter and his glands ache. She pushed him back on the chaise and climbed on top. His omega grabbed a fistfull of hair, pulling his head back so she could kiss and lick her way up his neck, reaching his earlobe and giving it a tug. He let out a guttural moan, pleasure and pain building as he sought release against her thigh. Hermoine kissed him deeply, sucking on his bottom lip. She rolled her hips as he rutted against her, gasping and groaning. He felt the familiar cold heat rising, starting in his toes, coming to a roiling boil in his core. He grinded against Hermione with a fierceness that had her gripping his shoulders to stay balanced. He was close to the edge, the blinding pain and pleasure mixed together until a honey sweet voice broke through his senses.
“Come for me, Draco.”
He melted at the words and relaxed into the settee as he finished in his trousers, twitching against Hermione’s legs.
“You done yet?” Theo asked. He was leaning against the door, a drink in one hand, a small potion vial in the other.
Suddenly the weight on him was gone, Hermoine already across the room. She snatched the vial while giving Theo a mean look. She flitted over Draco’s limp form and held the vial out to him.
“Here you are, Malfoy. You need to take the potion.”
Draco, still huffing from the trist just moments before, swatted the vial out of Hermione’s hand. She scrambled to find where it landed. Theo flicked his wrist and accio’d the vial back to the palm of his hand.
“You need to be gentle with him. Have you learned nothing from the time you’ve spent together?”
Theo popped the cork from the vial and poured it into his mouth as he sauntered over to the settee. He leaned down, lifted Draco’s chin and pressed his lips to Draco’s. Draco gulped down the bitter potion as he twisted his tongue into Theo’s mouth.
“Well boys I think that's my cue to head home, have a nice night together” she said with a wink.
Theo pulled away from Draco’s mouth with a ‘pop’. “Down boy,” he whispered into Draco’s ear. Draco shivered with pleasure. “I need to be a gentleman and see the lady out before we can continue.”