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Theo smiled softly at Draco. They were so close, they could touch, and it felt marvellous. He had wanted Draco for so long, and now here they were. It amazed Theo how it always seemed that the most innocuous days threw his life upside down. But for the first time he had nothing to complain about. After all his deepest wish was about to be fulfilled and he would finally be bonded to the one person he longed for.
As their lips finally touched in what essentially was their first real kiss, Theo could not close his eyes. He did not want to miss the soft clouds of colour surrounding their faces the longer they kissed.
Clouds were such a strange thing, though. He wondered what that was all about, what it meant and said for and about them. Maybe he could do some research on that as well.
"Always, always with the thinking." Draco smirked against his lips. "Am I that unappealing that you need to distract yourself? Because if that is to be the case, I rather wish you would tell me so now, before it is too late."
Theo raised his eyebrow. "You know that it is not your looks, or you," he said defensively. But Draco was right; this was not the time to engage in idle curiosity, about something that was just a manifestation of the two of them. At least not at the cost of the moment. "I just hope we will always be able to see these soft clouds," he whispered, before he pulled Draco into a new kiss.
This time he did close his eyes. Concentrating on the feel of Draco in his arms, how warm his body was, how pliable. He fit perfectly to his own, and the scent of him was engulfing them both. There was something so perfectly unique in Draco's sent. A fragrance Theo knew that would always just belong to him and to nobody else.
The first brush of tongue against tongue seemed to break both of their caution. Suddenly they could not get skin on skin contact fast enough, every second they did not touch each other felt wasted, every layer of clothing felt like torture. It was too easy stripping Theo of his clothes, as they both worked together. The simple act also changed the mood around them quite a bit, made the moment more real. And with every accidental brush, or intended caress more magical clouds of colour surrounded them. A not completely intended after-effect from those clouds, however, was that they hid not only their bodies but also themselves from each other in a colourful spectacle. This was not something Theo had had in mind when he had first admired the soft wisps of colourful magic. He wondered if maybe there was another manifestation that would have been better than this.
Draco's soft chuckle lifted the silence. "While it is a lovely sight, I do hope that I will also get a chance to appreciate you," he spoke as he stepped closer, kissing Theo's shoulder.
"For that to happen, you would have to restrain yourself from touching me, and not make matters worse," Theo replied grinning, as he watched a puff of orange emerge from where Draco had just kissed him.
"I wonder what the colours mean," Draco said, caressing Theo's shoulder down to his elbow.
"I thought we weren't not to wonder, but were to be doing something far more relaxing." Theo's words were accompanied with slow wisps of slight orange to pink magic.
"Nervous, and feeling weird," Draco muttered, explaining himself. Theo didn't need to see the helpless shrug clearly to know that it was there.
"Weird how?" The nerves he could understand, but still hearing Madame Pomfrey's order to call her if there was any need for her, he had to make sure that Draco was alright.
"Weird as in 'I think I am getting really hot and there are these weird feelings and sensations in me, and the urge to not be so far away from you. You know, the usual for this kind of situation," Draco said, trying to sound humorous, but only sounding annoyed to Theo.
The thing about letting nature take its course was that they both knew in the abstract what was supposed to happen. Well, Theo had done the research, so it was not completely abstract, but it was still an unfamiliar situation for them. Something they both abhorred, and that made them feel vulnerable. Not the best state of mind to make a life changing decision. The bonding between an alpha and an omega was always something special, something few people ever talked about, and the books only described as the natural effect of their existence and their choices. There was a bit of romance in it, they had to choose each other, and for the choice to hold there needed to be trust.
It was that realisation that freed Theo a bit from the fear that took a hold of him, and he reached for Draco and kissed him again. They wanted each other, and their bodies needed each other. He slowly manoeuvred them onto the large bed.
"You feel good," Draco whispered against his lips, leaning more against Theo. "You feel refreshing and cool," he went on.
Theo smiled at him softly, brushing the silk-like blond strands behind his ear. He admired how the pastel colours had changed to their deep, pure counterparts. But it was not only the colours that changed, each touch sent another tingle through his body. And where there had only been sparks of lust before, Theo felt a raging fire of want. He had been patient, had not pushed, but now his body, his longings were pushing him as well. He needed to be connected to Draco, needed to feel the connection they were meant to have. And he needed his this aching, lusting feelings to stop, so that he might think clearly again.
"I need you, I need you so much," Theo whispered. After years of yearning for Draco his body reacted violently to the proximity now. His muscles strained themselves, as if to pounce, and only his fragile self-control stood against it, his cock was painfully hard, like it never has been before, and in his minds, all different kinds of desires wreaked havoc. He was not certain how long he could endure this different feeling of torture. Being close to Draco, but not one with Draco.
"Then have me." And it was such a simple answer as Draco moved further onto the bed. "Have me, and calm this heat in me."
Theo was glad that Draco could not clearly see his face, because that demand made him grin again. He adored the way that Draco was able to make it very clear that his needs needed to be taken into consideration as well. And Theo knew that most people would find that annoying, but to him it was reassuring that Draco wanted this as much as he did.
He moved over Draco and they both chuckled as even more clouds of magic formed everywhere their skin touched.
"This will be annoying in a few years, you are aware of that, right?" Theo asked, because fuck it if he didn't want to see Draco as he touched him.
"This won't be forever anyway. I thought you read all the books. This kind of magic will only be here until we are familiar with each other, so you should rather enjoy it, while it lasts," Draco answered. "And as far as magic manifests go, ours is very beautiful:" This time Theo did see the eye roll.
"Oh don't worry, I am enjoying myself;" Theo teased, and moved his hips, so that their cocks glided against each other, making Draco moan. "I will always remember these colours surrounding us," he spoke against Draco's lips before he stole another kiss. There were deep purple and red puffs of colour all around them, and though they could not really feel them as clouds, Theo was very much aware of them being there, of this touch of magic against magic creating something right there between them.
Draco broke the kiss. "Please, I am getting so hot, it is unbearable... I need you, I need to feel you."
The wanton voice with which Draco spoke was quite a surprise to Theo, but then he had not been the only one waiting for this moment. His right hand caressed Draco's leg, working its way from the knee up to Draco's hip. As their erections slid against each other, he slowly let his fingers move further towards the back. He had to go slow, to keep the leash at his lust strong. He felt on the edge, and knew that one movement was all it would take to push him over.
He was surprised as he started to caress Draco's entrance to find it not only soft and already welcoming, but also lubricated with some sort of liquid. In the books he had read, he was warned that the first intrusion in the anus could be quite uncomfortable and took a lot of time. It made Theo a bit unsure about what was going on. What if they were doing things wrong? But soon enough his meddled mind provided him with the reason: An omega in oestrus was meant to be bred, so it would make little sense to make this situation uncomfortable for him.
And the first slide into Draco made it very obvious that uncomfortable was not what Draco was experiencing right now. No, he even raised his hips a bit, as if to get more of Theo's finger into himself. A demand Theo felt very much obliged to fulfil. However, the mere fantasy of being engulfed in that warmth was nearly enough to make him lose all his composure. Even worse was the more they moved, the harder it got to see each other. So they had to play it by the ear, and by touch. At first it was weird. Being able to look your partner in the eye, seeing his face, and his reactions would be helpful. But considering it was them, and considering how they both tended to be rather shy and insecure when it came to unfamiliar settings, it made sense why their magic did what it did. It helped them. As they could not see each other, only feel and hear, the words and the touches came easily.
"Please, Theeeoh, more. I need to feel you... I need- be filled," Draco begged, his fingers strong around Theo's cock, massaging it in a helpless rhythm.
"Not going to hurt you," Theo replied throw closed teeth, trying his best to stay in control. But he also wanted to ease Draco, so he moved as close as possible, leaned a bit more over him. He was teasing, biting caressing first one nipple then the other, loving the helpless sounds he could drag from Draco's lips. All the while his fingers were slowly working Draco more and more open, making sure that he would enjoy their first time.
"Now... please- please." Draco begged and moaned and moved his hips to get more friction, leaving all the manners and rules they both were taught behind.
It was in the moment of a heartbeat where Theo lost his control. He would never be able to really describe what was happening, but suddenly he could no longer wait, he could not tease, he needed to be in Draco, he needed to make sure that Draco knew he belonged to Theo now, and that it would be forever. Draco was his omega and now was the moment to make him understand what that meant.
He removed his fingers from Draco, who sobbed, and pleaded to be filled, to make the heat stop, to be one with his alpha, over and over again.
It was just a bit of moving further down, of lifting Draco's hips and then finally he was in Draco, and they both moaned because it was too much. What first had looked like clouds of pure colour now seemed more like curtain of colours taking away every sense of sight. But sight was not a sense required when Theo felt so much; felt his heart beat in rhythm with Draco's.
He didn't wait long before he started to move, because he couldn't. Theo was aware that it was his body, his magic, but all he could do was move with the need, and he felt a burden he hadn't known he carried lifted, as their magic bound itself together. Feel Draco surrounding him, moving with him, breathing with him, and then their magic being connected. It was overwhelming. And that was exactly what it felt like.
His orgasm was a surprise and a relief. Finally, finally that deep yearning had quieted down. Still unable to see anything but different shades of red, pink and purple all around them, Theo sank slowly down onto Draco. "Am I crushing you?" he asked carefully.
There was only a soft denial sound, and Draco's long legs moved around his hip, keeping him right where he was.
"Oh Merlin... Draco," Theo whimpered, as the movement around his still hard and overly sensitive cock was nearly too much for him.
"Yes... yes, yes please," Draco begged, and moved a bit more.
A loud groan escaped Theo as Draco pressed him deeper into himself, while his hands caressed Theo's hair and his neck. Draco's uninhibited moan cursed through his body, while he felt Draco's body shuddering all around him.
Theo moaned loudly as his cock began to grow further. And then it was just the weirdest sensation but it felt so good, to feel his cock expanding at the bottom. A wave of satisfaction rolled over his body. He was knotting Draco, so that nobody could separate them. It felt marvellous, the knowledge that they were together, and they would stay that way for the foreseeable time, and for forever. This was what was meant to happen.
"Just like that," Draco whispered.
"I didn't mean to..."
"It's what I need... right now. So full..., but so perfect," Draco moaned, screamed, whispered, grinned. Theo was not certain which one was true, but all it felt real to him.
"If I move I hurt you... This is way... too advanced for us... you are aware of that," Theo tried to articulate, but the soft chuckle told him that he had failed. And it was even worse, as he could feel that answering chuckle with his cock.
"Well, we managed... anyway... feels good," Draco said, and took Theo's hand, kissed his fingers. "I always wondered... how it would feel to have you knot me...." He spoke softly, kissing each of Theo's fingers.
"You know that it may take hours for this to fix itself." It was difficult to think straight when his body was slowly drowning his mind in sensations and lust and the feeling of rightness.
There was another caress to his face. "You feel perfect like this... and you are mine, for-for- forever... having all the time to wait for this to be over... it feels so wonderful."
It was unfair that Draco was still so articulate, while he was losing his mind. It took Theo quite some time until he realised that neither he nor Draco were articulate anymore. They were both drowning in the sensation of each other, as their bodies stayed connected, and slowly their magic and their souls connected as well.
This was how it was meant to be, and finally, finally they got what they deserved, in the best and in the worst sense of the phrase. There was no doubt in Theo that there would be days that they want to murder each other, but they would get over the urge, because living without each other would be much more horrible than accepting the defects they both had.