Harry in the Hellmouth

Chapter 7

Harry was delicately adding magic to his Master Catalog, being careful not to damage the rest of the enchantments. He was adding magic to help make copies even easier. Recently, he had experienced an uptick in customers. He couldn’t say if evil or magical forces were brewing or if more people were discovering his business, but it didn’t matter much. What mattered was that his business was picking up, and he would soon need more catalogs and more inventory to list in them. Suddenly, the door to his apartment opened. Not expecting anyone, he swung his wand around just in case. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was just Buffy.

There was, however, something wrong. She clearly had tears in her eyes. He already suspected what it was.

“Did they give you a hard time about Angel?” Harry asked, finishing up his enchantments.

“They told you?” she asked with a shaky voice. It was clear that she had been crying. Harry nodded his head.

“Yeah. I was talking to Giles when Xander came running in.”

“Aren’t you going to yell at me as well?” she accused, sniffling sadly.

“No,” Harry replied, putting his Master Catalog back in his secret compartment that he enchanted into the wall of his room.

“Why not?” Harry looked at her. Her cheeks were wet as tears rolled down them. Her face was all blotchy from crying.

“For one, I wasn’t here when all that stuff went down. I’ve never even met this Angel guy. Most importantly, however, is that you’re a smart girl. I know you wouldn’t intentionally endanger your friends. If Angel is back, and you’ve been seeing him, then I know that he isn’t a threat. I trust that you’d do the right thing,” Harry told her, standing up and walking over to her.

Buffy exhaled a shuddering breath that she had been holding. Unable to stop herself, she hugged him tightly and started to cry into his chest. When his arms wrapped around her, she felt warm and safe. She didn’t even know how long she had been standing there crying. All she knew was that she had nearly fallen asleep while in his arms. Suddenly, she was back in her room. It was dark outside, and she could hear the crickets chirping. Harry placed her softly on her bed. Pulling out his wand, he waved it at her door.

“That will keep your mother away for the night. I imagine that you don’t want any visitors at the moment,” he told her. He wasn’t keeping his voice down so she assumed that the Silencing thingy that he did was active.

“Thank you,” she said in a hoarse voice. Her throat was a bit scratchy from crying so much.

“You’re welcome,” he smiled at her. Buffy smiled back as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “I’ll let you get some sleep.” Buffy suddenly grabbed his hand and shook her head.

“Stay here. I’d rather not be alone right now,” she told him, looking up with her big, pretty eyes. Harry agreed, and Buffy smiled and stood up. She removed her clothes piece by piece. When she stepped out of her panties, she crawled under her thick covers. Harry also removed his clothes and got in next to her. Instantly, she turned over and draped her nude body over his. She was snuggling her head against his chest as she rested her thigh over his groin. Buffy smiled against his skin when she felt him harden against her smooth leg.

Harry’s hand slid down her bare back and rested on the gentle curve of her hip. He let his fingertips dance on her soft skin, and he felt her shiver when they brushed over her cheek. He could feel her hard nipple rubbing against him as she started laying soft kisses on his chest.

“Are you sure you want to do this tonight?” he asked, making sure. Buffy silently nodded against him before throwing her leg over his lap and sitting up. She placed her hands on his pecs and began grinding on him. Harry placed his hands on the tops of her silky smooth thighs and squeezed them as she pinned his cock against his lower belly. He could feel her hot and wet lips spread apart and hotdog his cock. As she rolled her hips, her pink inner lips repeatedly brushed against the underside of his erection, smearing her fluids all over him. Harry could smell her scent getting stronger and stronger.

Buffy moaned and arched her back, pushing down on him even harder. Harry let one of his hands travel up her slim belly and onto her perky breast. Buffy’s eyes fluttered when she felt his thumb rub circles over her incredibly hard nipple. Wanting him badly, she lifted up a bit and grabbed him by the base of his shaft. She rubbed the tip of his head against her wet slit before sinking down on him. She let out a shuddered moan as she was stretched wide to accommodate his girth. When she bottomed out, Buffy leaned down and began to kiss him.

Harry grabbed her by her ass and squeezed her cheeks tightly as he sucked on Buffy’s tongue. He used his strength to lift her up and slowly drop her down on his cock. Both of them moaned as her silken walls gripped his fat cock as she was lifted up. When she dropped back down, the head of his cock battered her g-spot. Soon, Buffy didn’t need him to lift her up. She was actively bouncing on his cock and rolling her hips in figure-eight patterns. She could feel his magic rushing through her body and sparking against her Slayer powers. The pleasure was intense, and she was forced to lay on top of him. Harry took over for her and flipped her over. Blushing hard, she opened her legs and let him thrust into her as hard as he wanted. The wet sounds of her pussy being fucked were incredibly loud in her small room, and she was thankful that her mother wasn’t hearing her daughter squeal in a fit of passion.

Breaking the kiss, Buffy buried her face in the side of his neck and violently shuddered as her walls tightly clamped down on him. Because of her Slayer strength, her contractions were much stronger than a normal girl’s which made her even tighter. Harry moaned loudly as her pussy desperately tried to milk him of his cum. When she finally loosened up, Harry pulled out and flipped her onto her belly. Buffy didn’t wait for him to ask. Instead, she just lifted her ass into the air, waiting for him to pleasure her. His hands slid up the inside of her thigh, and Buffy ground herself against him when the side of his hand touched her dripping wet pussy.

Buffy mashed her face into her pillow and squealed when she felt his talented tongue touch her puckered hole. The moment the tip of his tongue touched her naughty hole, she felt his magic send sparks of pleasure throughout her body. Her body felt like it was moving on its own as she pushed back and ground her asshole against his tongue. She started seeing spots when she felt his fingers touch her hard and throbbing clit. Her body had just started coming down from a powerful orgasm, and now it was starting back up again. Harry suddenly removed his tongue from her ass and slammed into her with a single thrust.

She screamed into her pillow as she felt his power flow through her. Buffy could feel her juices squirting out of her with every powerful thrust of his hips. Her body was trembling so badly that her muscles were actually getting tired. When she felt his warmth enter her and spread through her, she sighed in relief. Thrusting all the way in, Harry injected his seed deeply into her just as she collapsed onto the bed, her body shivering. Once empty, Harry pulled out and rested beside her. He pulled the blanket over them and wrapped his arm around the still orgasming girl.

Harry in the Hellmouth

The following morning, Buffy tiredly woke but kept her eyes shut. She stretched her arms and legs and groaned at the sensation. However, a different sensation made her wake up much faster. A pair of soft lips peppered kisses on her neck and bare shoulders, bringing a smile to her face. Harry’s warm hand slid up her belly and rested on her breast. She loved the feeling of his skin brushing against her hard nipple.

“Morning,” Harry mumbled against her sweet-tasting skin. Buffy happily mewled while her body was played with. Suddenly, she remembered something.

“School!” she squeaked in panic. Hearing Harry chuckle, she looked at him.

“Not for a few hours, love,” he told her. “You fell asleep pretty early.” Buffy looked out the window and saw that it was still pretty dark out. She flopped back onto her pillow and sighed happily knowing that there was time to relax before facing her friends. Harry’s hands and lips let her know that he intended to spend that time in a very fun fashion. She was a little embarrassed by his early morning attention. She figured that her hair was an absolute mess, but he didn’t seem to mind either way. She started feeling the tingling sensation of his magic delicately caressing her nude body. Opening her legs for him, she was determined to have as much energy and positive vibes as possible while going through what would likely be a rough day.

A few hours later, Buffy had gone off to school with a smile on her face.

Harry in the Hellmouth

Buffy grunted as she was punched in the face by Faith. Oddly enough, it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. Her return punch sent Faith flying into the wall. The brunette Slayer slammed into it and slid to the ground. She was barely able to shake off the fuzz in her brain enough to realize something.

“You were with Harry last night!” she said, annoyed at being at a disadvantage. Buffy just smirked before kicking her in the head and knocking her out.

“What the hell happened here?!” came a voice from behind. Buffy turned to throw a punch but stopped when she saw Harry.

“What are you doing here?” Buffy asked as Harry stared at the beaten girl on the ground.

“Willow called me to give you some backup. I just got the message,” he told her but was cut off by the sound of a lightning strike. Looking over, he saw a pretty woman holding up her gloved hand to the sky. Another lightning bolt smashed through the roof and struck the glove. The woman turned to them with electricity swirling around the glove. She pointed her hand at them and fired a lightning bolt at them. Buffy jumped to the side, but Harry pulled out his wand and threw up a shield. The lightning slammed into it with a cracking sound, but his shield held true. Harry began walking to her as she continued to fire lightning at him. The bolts made his shield flare, and he could feel it draining his power. She suddenly raised her hand to strike him again when something flew through the air and sliced her arm right off. Just then, the lightning came down and struck her body. Letting out a horrific scream, she was set on fire before lightning evaporated the rest of her.

Choking and swatting away the foul-smelling smoke, Harry looked around. Everyone was alive, if not a little worse for wear. Buffy walked up to him, and he turned to her. “I’ll get Faith home. You can handle everything here?”

“Yeah. I think it should be fine,” she responded. Harry nodded and started walking away. “Thanks for coming,” he heard Buffy’s soft voice. “You’re welcome,” Harry chuckled, scooping up Faith’s unconscious form and apparating her back to her hotel room.