The Alpha Dynasty (Sequel to MARKED FOR DESTINY) (Book 2 of 2)

81. Leather & Lace

Harry and Draco had been invited to some or other function, and they couldn't always say no, so with the offer of help from Narcissa yet again to watch over the twins, they had accepted, and were dressed to kill.  Robes, in Harry's mind were old fashioned.  He wanted to wow his Omega tonight, and had purchased a tight pair of black leather pants.  It fit him perfectly, and outlined his huge cock deliciously.  With it, he wore a white dress shirt with the first three buttons open, his basilisk fang earring, and black boots.  A black leather jacket with the collar up, finished the look.

His hair, looking disheveled, but shining had just the fringe hiding the scar, making him look mysterious, and he smelled divine.

When Draco saw him he started drooling.  "Hell no Potter, you are not going out dressed like that.  Everyone is going to want to jump you", he yelled.

Harry smiled at the jealous side of his husband.  "They can try baby, all this is yours", and he kissed Draco deeply, then told him to get ready, they had to leave soon.  When Harry had left the room, Draco's only thought was, 'Oh two can play at this game', and went to finish up.  

Harry had gone to the nursery to fawn over his sons, picking them up one by one, and saying a few silly words to them, kissing them on their noses, and inhaling their scent.  He would never get enough of that, he thought.  They were perfect little replicas of him and Draco.

He was waiting in the lounge for his lover, and when he entered, his tongue almost fell out.  Draco was dressed in very tight fitting black pants, with also a white dress shirt and the first three buttons open.  The only difference was, his jacket was long, down to his ankles, and it was a beautiful sheer black lace.  He looked positively stunning.  

"No", said Harry, shaking his head to confirm, making everyone look at him.

"I beg your pardon", asked Draco, as if he had no idea what Harry was referring to.  

"I said no.  You are not wearing that jacket Draco", he said with a growl.  

"I will bloody well wear what I want to Potter, seeing as you're doing exactly that", he snapped.

Harry looked at him, then saw that the others were looking at him in amusement.  Draco was indeed snappy, and he supposed he was right.  He had refused to change, so his Omega might as well do the same.  

"Fine", he simply said, backing down.  Knowing that Draco knew, he would pay for his defiance later.  It had been written, and so would be handed out.  Draco felt a thrill go through him, they said goodbye to everyone and left for the function.

It was extremely boring.  There were speeches, and cold food.  There were people who wanted to sit with Harry and Draco and hear how the twins were doing.  There were woman fanning themselves when they saw Harry, and some men when they saw Draco.  Not that they paid them any mind, but the lust between them was building, and Harry actually thought that his lover looked ravishing.

[Mmm, thank you angel] said Draco, while talking to an old lady who had been working at the Ministry for ages.

[I would love to fuck you right now] came the reply, while he was shaking another man's hand.

[Thought you should know, my panties match my jacket] he said, smiling when the woman patted his arm.  

Harry growled his consent at this when Draco spoke again.  [You in those leather pants though!]

[Come and suck my cock through the zipper then] replied Harry, his cock twitching at the vision.

Draco bit his bottom lip at those words.  They were standing across from each other in a dance hall where the function was being held, and when Harry looked up and saw that bite, he groaned.  Then he growled.  Quite loudly in fact, making other people turn to look at him, but he wasn't phased.  He only had eyes for his Omega.  Green and blazing, his dark lashes highlighting them, they held their stance, and Harry was mesmerized.  

Draco knew he was being a tease, and started to lick the ring of the wine glass that he held in his hands, just to get the message through, at what exactly he was going to do to Harry's cock when they were alone.

Harry groaned again at that image.  Jesus, he was horny, and his Omega was beautiful.  Wondering if he should excuse them and go home, but it was Draco who was thinking clearly right now.  He approached the host of the function, and when Harry met him there, they both thanked him for a lovely evening, but they had to get back home.  Understanding that they had two babies to take care of, they were let go.

When they reached their room, it was Draco who pounced on Harry, not the other way around.  He kissed him and tied his hands behind his back and held him to the wall with magic.  Then he stood in front of him, slowly undressing.  First he removed his shoes and socks, then he undid the buckle of his belt.  His hands moved up to remove the jacket from shoulders, letting it slip to the floor and pool around his feet.  Just this motion, made Harry groan and buck his hips.

Draco had been naughty tonight, and he would do well to remember that.  But so had Harry, he can't hand out rules and not follow them himself.  Paying close attention to those stunning hands and elegant fingers, and they started opening the remaining buttons on his shirt, he let it too drop to the floor.  Now for the grande finale.

He undid the zipper on his pants, and stepped out of them quite gracefully, every movement that he made was met with a growl or a groan.  Harry wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch what was his, and if he really wanted to, he could release his binds.  But Draco wanted to play with him.  Draco was going to make him beg, and Draco was running this show.  And so, with his cock straining against the leather, making it known that he was very turned on, his eyes roamed all over the body of his husband.

Draco hadn't been lying.  The panties were black lace and also just barely there.  His cock all wrapped up in a nice neat package, ready to be opened.  His hard on was just as prominent as Harry's, and he palmed himself over the panties and gasped at his own touch.  "Harry", he breathed out slowly, making Harry almost come in his pants.

He stepped forward, and with nimble fingers had opened the leather zip.  Whispering in Harry's ear, "I'm dying to suck your cock Harry", making Harry groan again, only louder.  And he dropped to his knees, and started fisting his husband slowly.  "Oh fuck baby", Harry panted out.  Draco licked the head of his cock, making Harry throw his head back against the wall.  Slow and teasing, he wasn't going to take him in his mouth right away.  Palming his own cock, and fisting Harry, and the man thought that his brain would explode.  He kept jerking into Draco's hand, anything to feel more friction, but Draco wasn't bothered.

Draco took out his own cock, and started stroking himself, making Harry growl even louder.  "Baby please", Harry begged, wanting to be the one to touch him and taste him.  He eventually took Harry in one swallow, and started sucking him relentlessly.  Sucking Harry, and stroking himself, all the while keeping his eyes locked onto his husband.  His licks became harsher, his teeth gently gazing across the head, and Harry knew he was about to lose it.  Sucking on just the head, he started groaning because he himself was almost at his own orgasm, and when he took his mouth off Harry, he shouted out, "Oh fuck", and came on the carpet, was the same moment that Harry, still being fisted by Draco, came all over his face, shouting out his orgasm with a deep voice. 

His Omega on his knees, with Alpha come all over his face, was probably the most beautiful thing that Harry had ever seen.  He let himself go from the ties that were binding him, and pulled Draco up to him by his throat.  Gentle but firm, and kissed him so passionately that Draco had gasp for breath.  Panting heavily, they both came down from their sexual highs, and when Harry finally got out of those sinful pants, they made their way to their bed, where Harry fucked him hard and rough, because Draco had been naughty, and Harry needed submission.

Not that he was complaining, of course.  

He would have to make sure that they had another leather and lace party to attend, as soon as possible.