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Office Mischief

“Maybe a new outfit?” Harry hums as if he already knew the answer and Draco blushes at that.

“Y-Yes sir, you bought me this skirt,” at that Draco unconsciously pulls the tiny skirt down, trying to make the indecent skirt look decent. This stupid skirt— could it even be called that? it was more like a wide velvet belt —is the reason Draco was gawked/harassed— more than normally —by every single pervert in London since he steps out of his apartment building, “it’s quite short, sir.”

“I hope so,” Draco blushes at how honest Harry sounds when he said that.

Draco didn’t properly hear the growl Harry let out when he went to pull his skirt back down again. Before he knew it both large hands transfers from around his body and down to his thighs. He is yanked upwards; only having seconds to wrap his arms around Harry’s neck for balance.

His blond hairs stood on edge as he feels the bigger man lean into his ear and whisper, ”what about the knickers that came with it, hmm?”

Drano could only nod shamefully as if embarrassed to share the information.

”I don't t believe you.” With that, Draco is placed onto Harry's desk as the skirt is easily flipped up, revealing a slutty pair of black, netted panties. Harry’s already huge predatorial smirk only grew at the sight.

Harry’s hand immediately slid towards the hem of the knickers to pull them down but Draco’s hands reach out to stop him.

“Mr.Potter, your-you’re having dinner with your wife tonight, remember?” He knows that Harry wouldn’t stop at the mention of his wife but it is always worth the try.

Growling out again, Harry’s green eyes turn almost black before Draco felt his panties be rips off him like paper. At the show of strength, Draco could feel slick stream out of him like a river. Draco badly wants to close his legs as he watches Harry's green eyes leer at what lay between them. As a male Omega, Draco is blessed with extra reproductive anatomy that only male Omega’s had. Even though Draco had a cock, directly under it is a cunt meant for fucking which Harry is more than happy to do just that to him.

“Did I say you can speak?” Harry asks, using his Alpha voice which drew out more slick from Draco’s already quivering cunt. Draco shakes his head, whimpering when he felt his legs spread as to accommodate the Alpha.

Thick fingers enter him with one quick push and Draco couldn’t help but let out a high moan. He knows that he is in for one wild fuck.

If you ask Harry  “What is more amazing than making a beautiful Omega wet without touching them?”  Harry would easily reply “Making this Omega so wet without touching him.”

His secretary really is a delicious sight.