Harry in the Hellmouth (Ch. 23)(Exclusive)

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Harry in the Hellmouth

Chapter 23

A roundhouse kick from Buffy sent a vampire spinning to the ground, but another quickly replaced it. She blocked a hard right punch and ducked under a sweeping left. Hunched over, she drove her small fist into the vampire’s ribs, sending him stumbling back in pain. Something hard slammed into her back, and she tumbled into the grass right next to the downed vamp. A third vampire had joined the fray and rammed her in the back. He immediately began to pounce while the vampire next to her hissed and tried to roll on top of her. Buffy struck hard with an elbow to the face, causing his neck to snap back and the back of his head to slam into the ground. As the charging vampire neared her feet, she violently extended both legs and double-kicked him right in the chest. With a loud “OOF!”, the vampire went head over heels into the ground. Buffy kick-flipped to her feet with both fists raised. All three vampires shook off their pain and huddled together, side by side.

“You’re gonna get it now, Slayer!” one of them snarled with a menacing smile on his twisted and grotesque face. Buffy snorted.

“That’s big talk from someone with my shoe print on his forehead,” Buffy countered while in her battle stance.

“Maybe so, but we’ve brought back-up. Have you?” the vampire gleefully stated as Buffy heard soft footsteps coming up from behind. She took a quick glance behind her and saw four more vampires ready to join the fight. The moment she turned her head, the original three vampires struck at once. Buffy had just enough time to jump and commando roll away from their attack. She sprang to her feet and began a flurry of punches and kicks. She handled herself well for a few seconds, but it was utterly hopeless as soon as the new arrivals joined in. A right cross made the lights flash behind her eyes, and she stumbled to the side, where she caught a kick to the gut. Another kick to the side of the head sent her sprawling to the ground. Before she could regain her wits, two vampires jumped on her and pinned her arms and legs down.

“Any last words, Slayer?” the leader of this group asked with delight. Buffy didn’t waste her time bantering. She was too busy struggling to break free and save her own life. The other five vampires stood at her feet, looking down at her with the utmost contempt. Suddenly, the dark sky flared orange behind them, and all five vampires burst into flames. Their screams cracked across the otherwise quiet cemetery, and they barely had time to flail about before their bodies burst into dust. Through the cloud of dust stepped Harry, and Buffy let out a huge sigh of relief.

“Sorry, I’m late … but you know how it is,” Harry smiled and shrugged. Buffy smiled back.

“Better late than never,” she replied with newfound energy. The distracted vampires holding her arms down didn’t expect her to swing her arms inward suddenly. Their bodies were pulled toward one another, and their foreheads painfully collided together.

The moment Buffy smashed the two vampire’s heads together, Harry caught one of them full in the face with a heavy boot. His head snapped back violently, and Harry could see a row of sharp, pointy teeth when he opened his mouth and cried out in pain. Falling off of her arm, Harry levitated the vampire into the air. He yelled loudly and kicked his arms and legs in an attempt to break free. Harry then conjured a long, wooden spear and banished it at him. With nowhere to escape, the vampire grunted, and his eyes bulged out as the spear penetrated his chest. His horrified expression only lasted a second before he turned to dust. Harry then turned and watched Buffy hit her vampire so hard that his body twisted through the air. As soon as he hit the ground, Buffy drove her stake through his heart. She stood up and brushed the dust from her shirt and jeans.

“Good timing,” she said as she walked over to him. “What took you so long?”

“I came across two vampires sneaking through someone’s yard on my way over. There’s been an awful lot of vampire activity lately,” Harry commented as he checked Buffy over for injuries.

“I’ve noticed that too. I think it might have something to do with the Ascension,” Buffy told him as he picked the grass and twigs from her blonde hair. ‘It’s nice to have someone that cares about me,’ Buffy thought as he smoothed out the tangles in her hair.

“Ascension? What’s that?” Harry asked, having never heard of it.

“I’m not exactly sure yet. Giles has been spending most of his free time researching it. As a matter of fact, Willow has too. It’s really cut into our girl time. Let’s finish our patrol, and we can talk to him tomorrow and see what he knows,” Buffy said as she hugged him around the waist and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks for the save. It was getting really iffy there for a moment,” she smiled as she looked up at him. Harry smiled down at her and brushed the hair from her face. He then kissed her forehead. Buffy closed her eyes and purred.

“My pleasure,” he responded.

“Speaking of pleasure … Can you stay with me tonight? We haven’t spent time together in what feels like forever,” she pouted.

“I was with you three days ago,” Harry reminded her and chuckled. His hands squeezed her slim waist before sliding them down to her ass.

“That’s too long!” she complained again. “Forget about the fact that I love being with you from a physical standpoint. I really need the boost in my Slayer powers. It seems like all the badies are crawling out of the woodwork and looking for a good time, and until we know what this Ascension is, I want to be at the top of my game,” she explained.

Harry thought about it for a second and nodded. “I suppose you’re right. Having you at full strength for the foreseeable future is probably a good idea,” he said, pulling her body closer. His hands were tightly holding onto her ass as Buffy wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. “Besides, it’s not like being with you is a chore,” Harry teased as his lips found her neck. Buffy smiled and tilted her head to the side to give his lips more room.

“Hold your horses,” she giggled. “I said after we finish patrolling,” she reminded him. Harry hesitantly removed his lips from her neck and his hands from her toned bottom.

“The sacrifices I make,” Harry sighed, and Buffy rolled her eyes.

“You’ll survive. C’mon … The quicker we finish, the sooner we can be alone,” she told him and pulled him by the hand to the next cemetery right across the street. Harry thought there were far too many cemeteries in Sunnydale for his liking.

The rest of the patrol ended with little action. They came across one more lone vampire that had just dug himself out of his grave. Buffy ended him with a quick stab in the heart. At the end of their shift, Harry apparated them back to Buffy’s room, where she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Harry’s hands returned to her ass, and he lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she moaned into his mouth. Buffy then broke the kiss and laid smaller kisses up and down his jawline.

“Can you clean us with your magic?” she asked between kisses. “I don’t want to waste time showering,” Buffy confessed. Harry gave her a short nod and placed her back on her feet. Within a second, both of them were completely nude and clean. Buffy pulled him down onto the bed with her and spread her legs so that he was lying between them. Her hairless pussy was pressed firmly against the bottom of his shaft, and Buffy teased him further by wiggling her hips around and smearing her dampness on him. Harry responded by sliding his hands up her slim sides until he gripped her triceps. He pushed her arms over her head, causing her perky breasts to stretch upward. Buffy bit her lower lip cutely as Harry kissed softly along her cleavage. He could hear the rate of her breathing increase when his lips found the inside of one of her breasts. Buffy’s skin had a pleasant sweetness to it, Harry thought as he lightly sucked on the area close to her nipple. Her body was always so hot, and that night was no different. Harry could feel the heat radiating from her soft skin. He moved his hands down her triceps, and Buffy trembled when his fingertips grazed the delicate skin under her arms.

“Please, Harry … I’ve been waiting long enough,” she begged when he pushed her breasts together and kissed all around her hard nipples.

“Patience is a virtue,” Harry teased with a smile and lightly nipped one of her nipples with his teeth. Buffy gasped and squeezed his hips with her thighs. Harry yelped when she suddenly used her superior physical strength to flip him over, so she was now on top. Buffy brushed the cascade of long blonde hair from her face when she sat upright. Her knees were on either side of him, and he could feel her hot, moist pussy pressed firmly against the bottom of his shaft.

“It’s never been a virtue of mine,” the sexy Slayer smirked as she began slowly rolling her hips. Harry’s hands found the tops of her smooth thighs, and he gripped them tightly as her pussy slid back and forth along his manhood and painted his shaft with her wetness.

“Why am I not surprised?” Harry joked before moaning. Buffy had lifted her bottom and grabbed his cock. Quicker than he could count, she placed the head at her entrance and dropped down on him. Her tight walls felt incredible as they slid down his cock. When she came to fully rest on him, Buffy immediately started thrusting her hips.

Buffy was already very tight, but when she squeezed him with her powerful muscles, Harry nearly came. Buffy must have seen his expression because she smirked happily.

“It feels good, huh?” she teased, rolling her hips. Harry thrust his hips upward while tightly gripping her waist.

“Really good,” Harry agreed with a moan. Buffy then leaned down and kissed him. Her long hair tickled his chest, and Harry responded by grabbing her cheeks and thrusting into her from below. She let out a shuddering moan as she massaged his tongue. His arms snaked around her waist, and he held her against him.

The sounds of his thrusting were getting more obscene. Buffy always got incredibly wet for him, and the loud squelching of her pussy being fucked told him that today was much the same. Buffy broke the kiss and whimpered against his cheek. Her stiff nipples rubbed against his chest as her body was repeatedly bucked upward. It wasn’t long before her pussy was tightly squeezing him without any conscious effort from her. Moving his fingers between her cheeks, he found her tight little hole and began to play with the rim. Buffy’s body violently trembled from the touch, and she exhaled loudly against his neck. It was Harry’s turn to smirk.

“It looks like someone misses my touch. Do you want me inside of here?” Harry asked her in a teasing voice while tickling her hole with his finger. Buffy squeaked softly while her pussy began to flutter. Though he couldn’t see her expression, Harry knew she was embarrassed by the question. “Well?” he asked again and gave her ass a soft smack.

“Yes,” Buffy embarrassingly admitted. “But I want you to finish inside of me first,” she added. Harry, of course, had no problems with that. Her insanely tight pussy would make sure of it. His lips found her neck, and Buffy gasped in delight as he quickened his pace. From below, he was brutally pounding her in a way that he knew she loved. Her pleasured squeaks and squeals grew louder with every thrust until, finally, she couldn’t hold on any longer. Buffy cried out as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. Harry held onto her tightly as her body bucked, though because of her raw strength, he found this difficult. With her pussy ferociously milking his cock, Harry had no hope of hanging on. He moaned right along with her and filled her with his seed. He slowed his tempo and slowly penetrated her while her pussy overflowed with cum. Buffy squeaked and spasmed one last time before she collapsed on top of him. Her breathing was ragged, but her voice was utterly delighted.

“Whew!” she breathed out, brushing the hair from her eyes. “That’s exactly what I needed,” she said, laying her head on his chest. Harry chuckled and stroked her hair. He then lightly scratched her scalp, which made her purr with pleasure. It wasn’t long before she was ready again, and Harry was forced to pleasure her for hours on end.

Harry in the Hellmouth

“Hi, Giles!” Buffy chirped the next day as they walked into the school’s library. Giles took his specs off and cleaned them with a white hanky.

“Buffy … Harry,” he returned her greeting. Giles looked tired and sullen.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist?” Buffy asked, dropping down onto a seat.

“The Ascension … My research is less than promising,” he admitted. Buffy never liked it when he looked this serious.

“Alright, spill,” she demanded. Giles began going over everything he had come across in his research. Buffy looked less pleased with every sentence.

“So the mayor will turn into some kind of demon … on graduation day?” Harry asked in confusion. The whole thing sounded completely ludicrous.

“This is Sunnydale,” Giles simply stated. “Are you really surprised?”

Harry had nothing to say to that. It shouldn’t have surprised him one bit. Sunnydale was the Mecca for the strange and absurd. Buffy didn’t say a word. She was lost in thought. Quite a few people he cared about would be graduating that day, and there was no way he would let anything happen to them.

With more confidence than anyone else in the room, Harry stated, “Alright … Let’s devise a plan.”