Harry in the Hellmouth

Chapter 6

It was late at night and the only sounds coming from Sunnydale High were the grunting of a female and the loud thumps of something getting hit. Faith, the second Slayer in Sunnydale, was working out her frustrations on the punching bag that both she and Buffy used for training. A flurry of punches and kicks struck the bag so hard that it was nearly torn from its hook. After another few minutes, Faith stopped and stood there breathing heavily.

The cause of her frustration was her new watcher. The Council had seen fit to push some posh, little woman on her that looked like she hadn’t seen a single vampire in her life. Needless to say, Faith wasn’t pleased with the decision. Wiping the sweat from her forehead with a towel, she tossed it aside and checked the time. It was close to midnight. She decided to hop on over to Buffy’s and see if she was up for a bit of midnight slaying.

The journey was short and uneventful. No vampire or demon in sight. Finding the right window, she used her athletic skills to scale the house and work her way to the second floor. She was just about to knock when she heard feminine moaning inside. This made Faith’s eyes widen considerably. Did Buffy have a secret boyfriend or something? She didn’t seem like the type to be having Booty Calls. Peeking in, she got an eyeful of what was going on.

Harry was naked and sitting on her bed while an equally naked Buffy straddled him and bounced on his lap. Their lips were attached as they kissed passionately. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as she rolled her hips back and forth.

Faith watched as the resident wizard gripped Buffy’s tight ass and squeezed it while Buffy bounced on his pole. She wasn’t ashamed to say that the sight made her horny. Harry was a good-looking guy, and Buffy was a beautiful girl. Faith’s nipples hardened as she watched the show that they were putting on. She could feel herself getting wet the longer that she watched. Suddenly, Buffy threw her head back and screamed as her body began shaking violently. Harry squeezed her ass hard as Buffy came all over him. Not being done with her, Harry slammed her on the mattress and pried her legs open. Holding her legs behind her knees, he pushed forward and folded the blonde Slayer in half.

Faith gasped as he took her with an animalistic frenzy that she had never experienced. Harry was fucking her so hard that the bed was squeaking and groaning and nearing destruction. All the while, Buffy refused to stop cumming. Her pussy clenched on him tightly, hoping to massage a huge load from his bloated balls.

The brunette Slayer licked her lips while staring at him. She definitely wanted a piece of that. Deciding to leave before she was caught peeping, she silently hopped off and made her way home.

Harry in the Hellmouth

Buffy was sparring with Faith when she confessed to what she saw. Buffy blushed. “It’s not what it looked like?”

“So you weren’t getting it on with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Yummy?” Faith teased, throwing a spin-kick at Buffy’s head. Buffy ducked.

“No … I mean, yes … but,” Buffy stammered, embarrassed to have been caught. She took a breath as they stopped fighting. She grabbed a bottle of water and took a drink before going on. “I mean that, yes, Harry and I have been doing stuff, but we’re not together.”

“A boy toy on the side? Nice, B!” Faith praised her.

“Not that!” Buffy blushed. “When we’re together, his magic interacts with my Slayer magic. It’s … incredible,” she said in wonder, staring off while thinking about how she felt when Harry was inside of her. Both girls sat down to continue talking. “It’s explosive,” she confessed.

Faith snorted. “I could tell from last night.”

“It’s not only that. After we’re done, it’s like my Slayer battery gets instantly recharged. I feel better and more powerful for nearly the rest of the day. It’s amazing!” she said, her cheeks turning pink just from thinking about it.

“And you’ve been hogging the good stuff all this time?” Faith decried, upset from being at a disadvantage, not to mention the fact that she could have been having explosive orgasms all this time. Buffy looked sheepish.

“Sorry,” she said. “But it’s really embarrassing to talk about. I certainly could never say anything to Giles or the others. Faith sighed.

“I could tell that something was going on. You had gotten faster and stronger all of the sudden,” Faith told her. “You are going to share, right?”

“Well …,”

“C’mon, B! I’m sure he’s man enough to handle an extra Slayer. He’s the magic-man after all!” Faith exclaimed.

Buffy rolled her eyes. “It’s not like he’s a personal toy. I can’t just loan him out. I’ll talk to him and try to set something up,” Buffy told her. She spent the next hour gossiping with Faith about many of Harry’s talents.

Harry in the Hellmouth

Quietly and invisible, Harry walked through the abandoned apartment block. His contact had led him to this building. It was located on the furthest border in East L.A. Only a mile further and you would be outside of the city limits. The apartment complex was on its last leg. It had long been condemned and had no residents. From what he was told, it used to be populated with many of the city’s homeless, until a blood-thirsty demon moved in. He wasn’t sure what type of demon that it was as his contact didn’t know himself. He only had a description. Big and green.

He did have one trick up his sleeve to help him find the demon, his nose. Most demons didn’t smell very good, and their odors tended to be strong. Sniffing, Harry followed the rancid scent until he came to a door that was closed. Holding his ear to the door, he heard the snorting of something breathing and the meaty crunch of something eating. He pulled out his wand and took one last breath.

With a wave of his wand, Harry blasted open the door. The sight that greeted him was retched. The demon was massive with scaly, green skin and long, purple horns. It was chowing down on a human arm that once belonged to a dark-skinned man. Harry nearly gagged but was able to hold it in. Just as the beast looked up at the intrusion, Harry fired off a piercing hex that hit the monster right between the eyes. Harry saw purple blood and guts splatter against the wall behind its head before it fell over and crashed to the ground. With a wave of his wand, he sent the beast back to his warehouse to be processed. That wasn’t what he was here for though. Producing a Bubblehead Charm, Harry searched through the room without worrying about the incredible stink. He vanished the body parts before finally crying out in joy. He reached down and picked up the large, stone medallion that was on the ground.

The Seal of Arkenoth was said to be able to control the Devil himself, but Harry doubted it. It did have power though, a great deal of it. He would study it before adding it to his catalog. This would fetch him over twenty thousand easily. Every demon worth his salt knew about the Seal of Arkenoth. Waving his wand to clean it, he placed it in his pocket before disappearing.

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“Gross!” Buffy chirped, disgusted by the gruesome sight of Harry dismantling the big demon. Harry quickly placed a Bubblehead Charm on her as well.

“What do you need, Buffy? I’m kinda busy at the moment.” Buffy nearly gagged when she heard the wet pop of a bone coming out of its socket.

“Faith found out about us? She looked through the window last night and saw us,” she told him. She heard him chuckle. “It’s not funny! It’s really embarrassing!” Buffy whined cutely.

“Besides, now she wants in after I explained what happens when your magic and mine combine,” Buffy went on.

“Really?” Harry looked over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow. Buffy nodded. “And what do you think about this? I know that we’re not together or anything, but since you were first, you have more of a claim than she does.”

Buffy took a second to think about it. She had already given Faith her blessing, and she was hiding Angel from everyone, including Harry.

“I’m okay with it,” she said and nodded when he asked if she was sure. Buffy stayed a while and talked before she had to go and speak to Faith.

Later That Night

A knock on the door drew Harry’s attention away from his catalog. Placing the Master Catalog into a drawer, he locked it up magically. Opening the door, a smiling Faith barged her way in and looked around.

“Nice place,” she told him, taking off her jacket and tossing it onto the couch. Now she was wearing only her white tank-top and black, leather pants.

“Yeah, it’s alright,” he replied, shutting and locking the door.

“So, Buffy tells me that you know how to scratch all of the Slayer itches,” she smirked. Harry smiled back and walked up to her. He slid his hand up the back of her shirt and placed his finger on her spine.

When the magic slammed into her, Faith’s eyes nearly bugged out. She collapsed forward, cumming harder than she ever had. Harry held her up while she spasmed uncontrollably. “Th-that’s what I’m talking about!” she gasped out as her pussy fluttered.

Being a more dominant type, she wasn’t used to being manhandled. But that was exactly what was happening. She was snatched up and taken to his bedroom where she was tossed on the bed. At that moment, she didn’t even care. He could do whatever he wanted with her.

Harry quickly removed her shoes and eagerly pulled down her leather pants. The scent of her wet pussy immediately filled the room. Holding her legs apart, he leaned in and took her hairless lips into his mouth. Faith gasped and ran her fingers through his hair as his tongue dipped between her lips and tasted her insides. Unable to stop herself, she began grinding herself against his face but stopped once her clit popped into his mouth. Suddenly, his magic was back and her back arched. She shoved her clit further into his mouth as her toes curled, and she cried out. Harry could feel squirts of pussy juice hitting his chin. Letting go of her clit and reducing the amount of magic, Faith flopped back down and breathed in heavily. Harry pulled her into a sitting position and lifted her shirt off of her body.

His eyes focused on the C-cup breasts that spilled out of her tank-top. They were perky and perfectly round and capped with small, pink nipples. He pushed her back on the bed and leaned in. His lips found her hard, crinkled nipple while his hand massaged her unattended breast.

Faith gasped and wrapped her smooth legs around his waist. She desperately wanted to get his clothes off. Pushing him away, she ripped his shirt off before dropping to her knees and undoing his pants. When she pulled them down, a massive cock sprang out and hit her in the face, causing the brunette Slayer to squeak. Harry stepped out of them just before he held his cock to her lips. Faith happily took him into her mouth. Harry threw his head back and moaned loudly when her soft, talented tongue wiggled against the underside of his head. One of her hands began fondling his sack while the other started stroking his long, thick member. Working together, her mouth and hand had Harry running his fingers through her hair and groaning from the pleasure that she was giving. Deeper and deeper she took him down her throat before Harry held the back of her head and started fucking her face.

Harry knew that a girl like Faith liked to have it rough. She was looking up at him pathetically as he thrust into her mouth. A string of her saliva dripped off of his cock as she gagged on him. Harry pushed all the way in until her face was against his belly. He held her head there until she started to panic. He quickly pulled out and let her suck in a deep ragged breath as saliva dripped from her mouth onto her jiggling breasts. Faith was given no time to recover before he flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her ass up.

Faith squealed when his hand collided with her shapely cheeks, causing them to ripple. The young Slayer gripped the bedsheets as she felt him rub the head of his cock up and down her pussy. Once the tip was coated in her arousal, he pushed in.

“You’re really tight!” she heard him gasp as her walls hugged his girth. Faith’s eyes fluttered when his thumb started rubbing circles around her puckering asshole. When his hips started moving, she moaned like a whore and buried her face in the bed. Her tunnel was being stretched like never before, and she could feel the sides of his shaft rubbing against her moist walls. His hips were slapping into her ass, making her cheeks ripple and her tits shake. She loved how his hands were kneading her cheeks while he fucked her. She liked it even more when he spread her cheeks open and slammed into her. He was getting more demanding with her body as he took what he wanted. His hand dipped under her, and his fingers pinched her hard, aching clit.

This time, when the magic funneled into her body, she went wild. Her clit tingled so much that she couldn’t stop herself from crying out and smacking his hand away. She furiously rubbed her own clit while her pussy clamped down on him. Fluids were leaking out of her and dripping onto the bed as she came harder than ever. Faith felt him bury himself in her and release. Harry moaned as warmth spread throughout her lower half. He was still thrusting, trying to inject his cum into the deepest parts of her. When her body stopped thrashing around, she fell onto her side, breathing heavily. Harry dropped down behind her and moved her hair aside. She let him kiss her shoulder and the side of her neck while his hand explored her nude body. When he touched her clit, she squealed and pushed his hand away. She needed time to relax. Other than that, she felt great. Incredible even!

“I feel so good. I feel energized!” she gasped.

“Yeah. That’s how Buffy always feels,” Harry told her, nipping at her collarbone.

“We’ll have to do this more often … like every day!” she exclaimed, turning around and kissing him deeply. As Harry crawled between her legs and started fucking her again, it was clear that he had no problem with that request.