Citrus and jasmine.
That's what the boy smelled like.
In all his years, Voldemort had never smelled something so..so intoxicating. Something that made his mouth water like a man in a desert finally finding his oasis.
He leaned down to bury his nostrils in the boy's scent gland. His eyelids fluttered closed as he took in a deep breath. His tongue darting out to lap at the tan, sweat ladden neck of the boy.
His right hand curled around the boys waist while his left raked into his hair, pulling his head to the side so Voldemort had more access to the delicious neck.
His thumb caressed the boy's hip, trying to cajole him into relaxing to his touch.
His teeth bit down on the extended skin, his lips felt the bounding pulse beneath it. He wrapped his lip around it and sucked, trying his hardest to bring the hot blood into his cold body.
The boy shuddered, a delightful moan escaping his lips. His alpha growled in pride, he had made the beautiful omega feel good. He-
"My lord?"
Voldemort's head snapped toward the voice. The voice of his follower, in a tone that was unmistakably utter confusion. He had to shake his head, trying his best to clear his mind of the lust clouding it as his alpha raged at being separated from the soft omega before him.
He took a step back, and then another, creating distance from the being clouding his judgment. He heard panting and a soft whine, and his attention focused back on the lovely creature.
The boy's soft, lovely face was flushed. The bruise upon his neck highlighted by the moonlight. His eyes were half lidded, from undoubtedly happiness from finding such a strong alpha. The boy took a deep breath, opened his eyes more and searched up his alphas body until it landed on Voldemort's face.
The little omega tensed again. His eyes darting between Voldemort and whatever was behind Voldemort.
He stared as the omega looked back into his eyes with unbridled defiance. His alpha purred in happiness.
He stared as the boy called for his wand and ran.
He stared as the boy grabbed a body and the trophy, effectively escaping his alpha. But it was fine.
The boy is an omega.
Harry Potter is an omega.
Harry Potter is his omega.
