Ascension 2

Chapter Twelve: Nightwing Rises Part Four. 

Now that his mind was clear, Harry Potter could focus on the task at hand and that task was figuring out where Neville's killer was holed up.

The information Nyssa had given Jaime to give to him was a start. He flipped through the documents in his hand and took a careful look at everything written there. There wasn't a ton of information to go off of there, only a codename and that codename was Bane.

Given that the man who killed Neville was proving to be the Bane of his existence, that name seemed oddly fitting. Harry parked himself in front of one of the computers in the GCPD building. If he was going to find out if any of Bane's allies were active in Gotham City, this would be the place to start and he could then use that to lead him to the man in question. While the file indicated that he had quite the criminal record, his background and real name were unknown, although there was a note about how he spent time in Santa Prisca.

Harry hated not having any of the answers, so he chose to rectify that situation by parking himself in front of the computer and getting down to work. There was only one problem that was quickly becoming crystal clear and that was the fact that his hacking skills were rudimentary at best.

'Okay, looks like you and I are in for a long night,' Harry thought to himself in frustration as he typed away at the keyboard only to get another error message.

'Just don't work yourself up into an obsession, whatever you do,' Diana warned Harry.

'Yes, honey, thanks for the concern, but I've got to know,' Harry said as he bit down on his lip and continued working.

'Are you even sure that you'll be able to find anything?' Amanda asked him.

'Won't know until I look for myself,' Harry admitted with a sigh. He had other things on his mind as well, the shipment that Bruce found was also something of a curiosity that he would have to delve into further at another time.

Harry barely paid attention to the news report in the background, Gotham City reporter Summer Gleeson was relying the nightly news.

"And official word from the GCPD is that the arson crimes are not related, GothCorp continues to deny any involvement, despite accusations to the contrary. Coming up next, the three most eligible bachelors in Gotham City amongst the Gotham City elite, chosen by the Gotham City elite."

'Lovely,' Lily commented as she heard the news on her end as well as Harry's. 'So any luck on your end?'

'Not yet, Mum, working on it, though,' Harry said as he bit down on his lip so hard that he left a mark on it. He kept tapping away at the keyboard and sure enough, he ended up getting another access denied error.

He took a drink from the cup of coffee that he had gotten across the street, then ate a donut. He consider the fact that a donut shop opened up across from the GCPD building to be smart business, but that was beside the point.

He continued trying to get into the system to find out the information and his frustration became more prominent with each passing failure. He barely heard the door open and he looked up to see who it was.

Barbara stood there staring at him, there was a period of about ten second where both of them locked eyes with each other. She had her red hair tied back into a ponytail and was wearing a pair of glasses, the combined effect made her look adorable, she topped it off with a black tank top, black jean shorts and sandals.

"What are you doing here?" Barbara asked him in surprise.

Harry smiled at her question and he gestured her over. "Looking for information regarding Neville's murderer."

"Of course," Barbara said, she should have known. The GCPD wasn't any closer to capturing the criminal than anyone else. She took careful not of Harry's attempt to hack into the system and it reeked of total noob. Not that she was going to say that to Harry's face. "Well, you're going about it all wrong."

"Well, if you want to help me, take a seat," Harry offered her with an airy wave of his hand and smirking Barbara took a seat in Harry's lap.

'Smooth Babs,' Zatanna commented lightly and there was much laughter from the rest of the bonded.

'Well, you can't deny that she took the best seat in the house,' Ginny added with a smile.

'If that's not true, I don't know what is,' Donna interjected, envying Barbara's position. She was stuck on Themyscira for another couple of weeks, though not that she could really complain since her Mother was giving her some one on one training during that time.

"Okay, let's see….let's see what I can do here, not much to go off of but…. guy like this, he has to have a record from what it says here," Barbara suggested after looking over the file on the desk, before she began typing away at the keyboard. The security was fairly good, but Barbara liked to think that she was a little bit better.

'Well, you're about to be schooled, little Ms. Gordon here likes to hack computer systems when she's bored,' Pamela informed Harry.

"You really need to teach me how to do this, that way I don't have to keep coming to you," Harry told her as he ran his fingers through her red hair and massaged her scalp gently.

Barbara shivered, before shaking her head to clear her thoughts.

"If we can access the files, we can find out who is working with this guy, and I'm one step closer to nailing him," Harry informed Barbara and she offered him a bright and cheerful smile.

"Right, I'll hook you up, don't worry, Harry, I won't let you down," Barbara babbled excitedly as he wrapped his arms around her trim waist and while she found this to be slightly distracting, she thought it was also something would teach her how to multitask.

She was almost inside the database and a never ending stream of commercials played on the television in the background.

"You seem to know what you're doing," Harry told Barbara and her smile grew even wider, to the point where one could argue that it was fairly smug.

"Well, stuff like this? Kind of a piece of cake for me really," Barbara offered him as she kept working despite the distractions. "I set up a backdoor when I was here about a summer ago or so. It's really easy when you're the daughter of one of the more respected members of the GCPD, people trust you a lot more and don't think that you'd do anything underhanded."

"Fair enough," Harry commented with a smile as he placed his other arm around Barbara's waist, but did not brush up much higher. He rested his chin on her shoulder so he could look at what she was doing and then he felt her tight teen ass brush against his crotch as she shifted.

Barbara realized what she was doing immediately and blushed slightly, but recovered once she saw that inside the system.

"Guys like Wayne Enterprises, LuthorCorp, GothCorp, those are the big pain's in the ass to get into, although it gives something to do when I'm bored," Barbara continued, chattering away as she made her way into the file. "Guess someone didn't want these found, but they didn't really hide them that well either."

She smiled with triumph in her eyes and Harry would have to agree, that particular look was a quite infectious one.

"Okay, let's see….we've got Trogg, Bird, and Zombie," Barbara told him as she punched up the people on the computer one at a time.

Harry took a good look at the man known as Bird. He was a bald man with a grey beard, that dressed like a modern day Pirate. He looked fairly sophisticated, although there was an air of menace to him.

"Then we've got Zombie, he must not like getting his photo taken, this shot's kind of grainy," Barbara whispered before she fiddled around with the computer in an attempt enhance the image, but it was no go, all they were able to make out was a large imposing figure in the shadows, never the less Harry thought he recognized him from the other night.

Harry smiled as he waved for Barbara to continue onto the final person on Bane's list of associates.

"And then we have Trogg," Barbara concluded. She showed Harry the file photo of a short stunted man with black hair and dark side burns. He had a rather calculating look on his face.

"So…."

Barbara was ready to tell Harry what she'd been able to learn after looking through the database, but they were interrupted rather loudly by the television.

"The polls have agreed that Harry Potter is the most eligible bachelor in Gotham City, followed closely by Bruce Wayne and Roman Sionis."

Snorting in amusement, Barbara couldn't help but comment after hearing that. "Well...they have an interesting perspective on what it means to be a bachelor."

Harry smiled back at her. "Well, to be fair….it's not exactly common knowledge that I'm married, several times over by this point, but….that's a discussion for another time, back down to business."

"Right, right, so let's see here," Barbara stated focusing her mind back onto the project at hand. "Bird was last seen in South America, where Bane is known to have kept up his residence. As for Trogg and Zombie….well, I guess you could be in luck."

Harry's focused his full attention on her and a question sprang forth from his lips. "How so?"

Barbara decided to let him in on the news. "Well, they were seen meeting Salvatore Maroni the other night outside of the Gotham City Club, it's nothing that the GCPD can nail them for though, especially when you consider the fact a good chunk of the force is in Maroni's hip pocket, but still I thought it was something that you'd be interested in. Maroni goes to a Club on Fifth every Thursday morning at midnight like clockwork. Seems like he picks up a woman or two, and….not of the reputable type."

Harry got the message loud and clear, Maroni was where the trail to Zombie started and midnight on Thursday morning was only a few hours away.

"Excellent job, Barbara," Harry stated as he spun her around and kissed her firmly on the lips in gratitude.

Barbara's eyes widened in surprise, but she managed to get her bearings together enough to return the kiss. Harry's tongue probed in her mouth and she returned the kiss with equal fervor.

Harry had kept his word about not doing anything too sexual yet, but that didn't mean that they couldn't have some fun. His hands roamed Barbara's teenage body, teasing every inch of her and she closed her eyes tightly in pleasure.

'Only until I'm seventeen,' was the never ending mantra that echoed through her head as they enjoyed an extremely heavy make out session in one of the GCPD offices.

Harry quickly came to the conclusion that no respectable person would be outside in this part of the City, at this time in the morning, especially in Gotham. He heard police sirens blaring in the distance as he made his way quickly from roof to rooftop until he was looking over the club, lovingly dubbed "The Meat Hook."

He wore the Basilisk armor that Sersi had made for him years ago, the material was comfortable to move around in, unlike the counterfeit armor that polluted the Wizarding World, this was the real deal, made by goblins. Under the distinctive basilisk skin long coat, he had on a black hoodie and had the hood pulled up to cover his face, so that all anyone could see of it was obscured by shadows.

He kept an ear and an eye out for Maroni, considering how often the man popped up in the news and his larger than life personality, there was no mistaking him. Harry looked at the clock, two minutes until Midnight and he braced himself.

After a short wait, he saw Maroni walking out of a building across the street, one that he owned, with a pair of armed thugs, obviously his bodyguards. These two gorillas looked too strong, but none too bright.

"What was that?" one of the goons asked.

"The wind, you idiot," Maroni grunted, he inclined his head as he looked around his surroundings, just in case his muscle wasn't being a paranoid idiot.

Suddenly, one of his goons was smashed face first into the pavement by a blur that was moving too quickly for his eyes to follow. Maroni saw his other goon get his legs swept out from under him and after crashing to the ground, he was knocked unconscious by a swift blow to the side of the head.

"What the hell are you! Some kind of…."

The figure grabbed Maroni around the wrist before he could pull his gun out of his jacket. His arm was quickly twisted around his back and then he was driven face first through the windshield of the car that he was about to get into. Blood splashed everywhere as the glass cut into his face.

As soon as Maroni was rendered completely unconscious, Harry dragged him off into the night for a little chit-chat.

"So, do you think he'll come?" Ginny asked as she looked over her shoulder to lock her eyes onto Morgaine's.

"Oh, he'll come, trust me, he won't be able to resist such tantalizing bait," the legendary wicked witch of legends stated with a wide smile.

Astoria smiled, she knew that to be fact. Lady Le Faye had been teaching her a few tricks, her and Ginny both actually. Then there was Circe when she was able to pop in, which was fairly often now that she thought of it, she seemed to enjoy Morgaine and Bella's company.

"So, the trap is almost set, all we have to do is drop the spells keeping him blind to our presence and wait for the demon to show up?" Bellatrix asked Harrison, who was kneeling on the ground as he closely inspected a runic circle for any flaws.

"Shouldn't took him long at all, even though he couldn't break through any of my protections, I can still feel the attempt which is annoying," Harrison said and Ginny shuddered.

"Creepy," she remarked as she took careful note of his inspection, she couldn't help but admire the quality of the circle. Although why shouldn't she? Astoria and herself helped create the circle after all. Both girls were the top of their year in the Study of Ancient Runes and budding Rune Mistresses in their own right.

Finishing his inspection. Harrison stood up to his full height, then nodded his head to both girls with a smile in appreciation of their work.

"I'm glad the Rune Circle is to your liking, my lord," Astoria stated with a bowed head.

"And we're in place, since we're acting as the bait to draw him in, he won't be able to resist it," Morgaine commented with a great deal of smug superiority in her voice. That was the thing about Blood, he was never one to be subtle about what he was going to do. So needless to say, there was a reason why he hadn't caught her after these years and she was going to exploit that fact.

"Okay, drop the protections," Harry told Bellatrix who nodded and she lowered her arms to do so.

Harrison could measure the time that Blood took to get in here less than a second, if even that. The creature had been stalking them, hunting them, like some kind of demented beast fixated on it's kill.

"So, you think that you can deceive me, well that's a notion of which you will soon be set free."

"Sweet Morgana it rhymes, quite badly at that," Astoria breathed out in surprise.

"Yes, I'm afraid so," Morgaine commented, amused at her name being invoked in such a way when she was standing less than five feet away from the person who did so.

"You will not escape me this time, because I don't want to hear your hideous rhyme," Harrison mocked in a jeering voice.

The demon's eyes narrowed and he smashed into Harrison like a freight train. The first time they fought he'd been holding back, because he was caught off guard. This next time, he was ready. He smashed the young wizard hard onto the ground with a sickening impact, but it was all part of the plan.

"Soon, the blood from your body will form a coat, then I will rip out your throat," Etrigan growled but Harrison blind sided him with a well-placed spell, then pulled out a pair of enchanted brass knuckles.

One well-placed power of the punch sent the creature flying backwards. He flew up into the air then landed with a resounded crack.

"This is not going as planned," he growled and Harrison offered a smile.

Of course, the demon was far from finished. He grabbed Harrison by the throat and hurled him around like a rag doll. He was trying to scratch out his voice box to keep him from using any more spells. When they didn't work he hurled the green eyed wizard to the ground and jumping up into the air, the demon came stomping down upon his mid-section.

He winced, having a demon come down upon one's ribcage in full force was not fun.

"Creature, you will begone!" Morgaine cried.

"The days of you bossing me around are done Le Faye, now you are my prey," Etrigan growled as he rushed the sorceress, only for Ginny to do something that proved there was a good reason why she was sorted into Gryffindor.

She jumped in front of the demon and used a spell to wrap several cables around his body. He ripped through them like a hot knife through butter, with a feral growl.

Astoria teleported in behind her, grabbed her by the waist and then teleported her out of the way, but this distraction allowed Harrison to lure him right into the exact center of the Rune Circle, just as he planned. The moment the demon was in place, it flared to life, trapping him there and weakening him greatly

"I feel so weak, what is this magic, what shall you speak?" Etrigran growled and Harrison smiled as he summoned the stone he'd prepared beforehand with the help of Lucretia.

"Don't worry, soon it will all be just a dream, for I am going to put an end to your foul scheme," Harrison retorted as he pressed the stone into the forehead of the demon. His entire body was battered, his skin was sliced up, but he knew that he had beaten the beast, so it was worth a little bit of pain.

The stone was doing its job in erasing all memory of Harrison Evans from the mind of both Blood and the demon. It was a three step process in fact.

Etrigan growled, the demon was trying to prevent its memory from being rewritten. Its eyes flashed wildly as Harrison pressed the stone into place and it howled out in agony. There was a few seconds where it tried to attack him, but Harrison kept out of reach and the stone pressed firmly in place against the demon's forehead.

Then another vital process was enacted by the rune, which was working like a charm, bad pun intended. The information regarding what he needed to do to break the curse was removed from his mind.

His eyes flashed with agony as the demon's mind was burned free of this information, his memories being rewritten was an agonizingly slow process.

The final step of the process was also the most vital if Harrison was to be honest with himself. The demon's eyes finally stopped flashing and then he was teleported away.

Any time he stepped foot in England, he would be visited with a sense of incoming dread that would make him think twice about doing so. As soon as he saw the beast disappear, Harrison allowed himself to relax and in doing so nearly ended up collapsing to the ground.

"Harry," Ginny whispered to him as she and Astoria caught him before he hit the floor.

"That wasn't pleasant, but it was necessary," Harrison concluded, he was pretty sure the demon wouldn't be pestering them again for a real long time. Morgaine being killed by Blood in order to break the curse didn't fit into Harrison's plans at all.

Bellatrix's voice was oddly soft and serious, which was strange for her. "We should get you back to the castle, my lord, some of those wounds look severe, if you would allow me…."

"Naturally, Bella, lead the way," Harrison told the woman and she opened the portal to allow them to leave.

Salvatore Maroni opened his eyes and the moment that they did, he really wished that he hadn't, since he was dangling high above Gotham. The exact height was far too high for him to think about and he tried not to look down, although the temptation to do so was very much there. Half of his face looked like raw meat from what the figure in the shadows did to him.

"You and I are going to have a nice chat, or your going for a long fall," Harry whispered to him, he'd dropped his British accent and was using a more American one to disguise his voice.

"Forget it! I ain't telling you nothing," Maroni spat.

"Your funeral," Harry told him coolly as he let go of his foot and Maroni fell a short distance towards the ground, but it seemed like much further from his perspective.

Maroni was stopped in mid air by some invisible force and then pulled back up.

"I asked you nicely, next time your face is going to get very intimate with the pavement, we're at the highest point in Gotham, so it's a very long drop with a very bad landing," Harry told him in a low even voice and there was no real way to dispute what he was saying.

'Harry, you really scare me sometimes,' Emily commented through the link as she shook her head.

'I know, it's awesome!' Amanda thought gushingly, but she allowed Harry to get back to the matter at hand.

"I'm entitled to due process! You know a lawyer, and everything, you can't do this….."

"This is your due process. I haven't dropped you yet, but you'll find my fingers are loosening every second you don't tell me what I need to know," Harry whispered coldly and the fear of the unknown caused Maroni to nearly soil himself.

"What!…What do you want!…You frea…what do you want?" Maroni managed, he was about to call him a freak, but somehow he knew that was the worst thing to call him right now.

"Trogg and Zombie, you met with them recently, I want to know where they are," Harry demanded as he continued to dangle Maroni off the roof, while carefully monitoring his heart rate. He didn't want to have the man to have a heart attack before he was done with him.

"Trogg…Zombie….let me….ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!" Maroni yelled out when he saw that the person in the shadow was suspending him by one shoelace. "I don't know about where Zombie went off to, but I know where Trogg is."

"Continue," Harry invited in a faux cordial voice, knowing that Maroni's tongue was loosening more with every passing second. Of course when one's life was on the line, he was more inclined to fess up every single dirty little secret.

"You know! I don't have to tell you shit without an attorney," Maroni stated gruffly and Harry smiled, then he let go of him again.

Maroni screamed like a little girl as hurtled towards the ground, only to stop suddenly with a twang and then he went smashing through a nearby window. The broken glass ended up slicing up his face even more than it already was. He was pulled back up onto the roof, this time with pieces of glass lodged into his face. Harry healed him enough that he wouldn't end up bleeding to death. Although, he'd made certain his face connected in such a way that it would fuck him up pretty badly without killing him in the process.

'Taking Aunt Lara's lessons to heart, are we?' Kara asked with a smile.

'Well, it's very practical way of doing things,' Faora stated in a fond voice.

'Yes, it is,' Penny agreed, there were some tricks that she learned as a healer that caused people pain, whilst also healing the pain that they were already in. So that they ended up suffering even more by living.

"Okay, scum, talk, unless you feel like flying through more windows," Harry growled and Maroni nearly choked on his own spit and blood as he tried to get the words out.

"Trogg….I don't….ALRIGHT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!" Maroni growled from where he was hanging upside down. "He's overseeing a shipment of chemicals and weapons….that short fat fuck Penguin is sending them into the country, I don't have much to do with it, I do know that it's in a warehouse in Old Gotham. I don't know which one, it might be a different one each time, I think that they switch it up"

'I'm cross referencing all of the warehouses in old Gotham right now, Harry,' Karen chimed in. 'Looking for any reports of suspicious activities.'

'Depending on where it is in old Gotham, people are going to adopt an approach that it's not their problem, that's where the ghosts hang out,' Harry thought back to her.

'The ghosts?' Rose thought.

'Not real ghosts, more like the ghosts of Gotham's pasts, old criminal gangs, mostly small time, that have been muscled out by the mob,' Zatanna informed them as she recalled Barbara mentioning it one time.

'Okay, that makes sense,' Rose remarked.

"Okay, warehouse in old Gotham, anything else that I should know?" Harry questioned Maroni, after jabbing him hard in one of his hanging ribs, which caused it to crack under the impact.

"YEOW...there's...there's...something going on involving the Roman, you know Carmine…."

"Yes, I'm aware of him," Harry told Maroni as he looked at the messed up right side of his face, which was dripping blood down onto the city below.

"...It's Falcone and some doctor up at Blackgate, I don't know who! You hear shit all of the time, but I think this is big, really big, the Roman's scared shit less of the guy in charge," Maroni informed him. "I don't have any idea who it is though."

Harry smiled inwardly while keeping his face blank, he had a pretty idea, although he wasn't going to voice it to trash like Maroni.

"That's all I know! I swear to God," Maroni grumbled.

Harry's eyes glowed red for a moment, a special effect to terrify the mob boss even further. "If I find you're lying to me, even he won't be able to protect you from my wrath."

Maroni was a tongue tied mess after seeing and hearing that. Naturally, Harry had already verified his story through Occlumency, but he wanted to ensure that Maroni understood that he wasn't someone he could screw with.

"Oh, the GCPD will be here in a few minutes to pick you up, I'd like to say it's a pleasure meeting you, but I've never been one to lie," Harry concluded just before he disappeared into the night.

Now that he was gone, Maroni suddenly felt rather brave. "YOU STUPID BASTARD! I'll be back on the streets and when I find out who did this me! I'll hunt you down, do you hear me? I'll hunt your ass down!"

Detective John Jones was the first GCPD officer to arrive on the scene.

"It appears that Mr. Maroni has gotten himself in a little bit over his head," Jones commented to James Gordon who was next on the scene. "Who do you think did this?"

Gordon said nothing, it would be unbecoming of him to make accusations but no doubt Harvey Dent would be pleased that Maroni would be brought in, although he was not in the best shape.

"Etrigan is still out there, but it will be some time before he regains his memory, if at all," Morgaine concluded as she kept her eyes on Harrison as Lara and Alura gave him a physical going over. Ginny was watching from the door, not saying a word. "However, the immediate danger has passed."

"As long as the immediate danger has passed, now we can look into a more long term solution to the problem," Harrison stated, before he cracked his neck back into alignment.

"Yes, hopefully one that is much less taxing on your own physical well being," Morgaine told him as she assisted with patching up Harrison, although there was only so much that she could do, healing had never been one of her areas expertise.

Harrison took a moment to think about it, Etrigan had waited a long time to get his hands on Morgaine. If he did regain his memories he'd come after the both of them with a vengeance.

'What in the fuck were you doing, I felt the pain all the way from over here,' Harry questioned him through the bond link.

'Oh, you know, holding back while fighting a demon trying to kill me, no big deal,' Harrison thought back to him. 'How was your night?'

'Made some mobster soil his pants, smashed him through a couple windows, dangled him hundreds of feet above the streets of Gotham,' Harry replied lightly. 'I'm on the hunt for Neville's killer.'

'Well, good luck with that, give him an extra punch in the nuts for me,' Harrison commented. Thanks to this little mess, he spent far more time dealing with pureblood idiots than he wanted to. The dangerous ones had been taken out but there were still a handful of idiots that remained.

During this little exchange, Morgaine took this opportunity to take her leave.

"Are you…."

Harrison shook his head at Lara's question and a wince was visible on his face.

"Since I had to hold back against Etrigan so we could lure him into place, it was no pleasant outing," Harrison concluded with a grimace, he leaned back and he found that his shoulder was a lot sorer than he expected, but he was on the mend.

Lara shook her head in frustration as she took a good look at him. "Yes, that's obvious to see given that you're actually exhibiting pain for once, something that is a rarity. Since you go to amazing lengths to try and hide it."

Harrison smiled, that much was true, weakness was not something that he exhibited a lot of. Growing up with the Dursleys, he'd quickly learned that showing any weakness was an excuse for them to try and walk all over him. His green eyes fixed upon the blonde woman in front of him. She was a thing of beauty with her long flowing blonde hair, vibrant blue eyes, and also tight robes that wrapped around her supple curves. All in all, she was quite delicious.

"So what's the diagnosis?" Harrison asked her and Lara paused for a few seconds after giving Harrison a complete going over.

"Physically, I think that you'll heal, in fact, you'll already healing, it was just the utter viciousness of the demon's assaults and the fact you needed to hold back, that caused you to be a bit worse off than you should be," Lara stated to him as she checked out his healing wounds, slowly tracing them with the edger of her fingertips. They were now merely scratches thanks to her efforts. "This scan should ensure that there isn't anything vital damaged and if there is…."

"Just do what you have to do?"

Alura watched in the background, she had heard of Harrison's battle second hand, although she figured it would be a titanic struggle to end all titanic struggles.

"He'll be okay, won't he?" Alura asked in concern and Lara smiled at her friend.

"We'll know for sure in a moment, but I'm certain that he'll be perfectly fine," Lara commented as she finished giving Harrison a going over. The blonde had taken a good long look at Harrison and the physical examination, the scanning of his body, was going really well.

She peered underneath his clothes to ensure that he was pretty healthy. After all, the very last thing she wanted to do was something to go wrong with him.

"Well, other than a few lingering injuries, you'll be fine, in fact in the next day or so, you'll be more than fine," Lara told him as she handed Harrison a vial. "This should relieve the pain until your injuries fully heal."

'It tastes about as good as I can make it without it losing effectiveness,' Lucretia commented as she watched Harrison down the potion in question.

'Not bad, much better than many of the potions I've had before, if anything you've improved on both the effectiveness and the quality, so that's what we'd call a win-win situation,' Harrison told her.

"So, your going to be okay?" Ginny asked from where she watched by the door. She'd seen the demon giving him a going over and it had shaken her badly.

"Ginny, I'm fine. Oh and next time, try not to jump in front of a rampaging demon or at least hit him with something a bit more lethal," Harrison said to his young wife with a smile on his face.

"Dully noted," Ginny stated to him dryly as Harrison captured her into a one armed hug and the two of them exchanged a heated kiss with each other. "I have work to do with Astoria….but if you need anything from either of us, you know where to find us."

"Don't worry, Ginny, if I need anything, if I need you to take care of any of my needs, I'll be sure to look up you and Astoria, tell Bella that I'll be swinging by the office in about an hour if you see her before me," Harrison informed her.

"Okay, I will," Ginny commented.

'Or you could have told me through the bond link,' Bellatrix whispered to him.

'It's much more personal to tell you in person though,' Harrison thought to Bellatrix cheekily.

'Well, with undisputed logic like that, how could one disagree?' Daphne commented in amusement.

'Yes, Bella, he does have you there, you know,' Narcissa stated and there was a sense that Bellatrix was pouting.

'You did an excellent job today, I should note,' Harrison concluded and he could see Bellatrix's already sizable ego take a massive leap.

'Well naturally, naturally,' Bellatrix commented smugly and after a moment, Andromeda groaned.

'Why do you have to encourage her?' Andromeda questioned in an exasperated voice.

'Didn't you tell me when I was little that we should encourage people to reach their full potential?' Nym asked in a mock innocent voice.

'Quiet Nymphadora,' Andromeda told her sternly and there was a few seconds where the two of them stared at each other through the bond link.

'Oh, someone's in trouble!' Fleur cheered in a sing song voice.

'Ladies, please,' Harrison stated, although he was rather amused by the banter and their antics.

'Not many ladies in this group Harry,judging by the way that they're acting,' Vega offered and there were some indignant moans of protest.

"Ah, banter," Lara stated. She was sort of cued into the bond, in that she could get bits and pieces, although she did have a few limitations. Still she usually got the general gist of what people where saying.

She smiled at Harrison, after coming to a snap decision.

"I think it would be prudent for a more intimate examination," she whispered as she leaned forwards to allow Harrison to get a good view of her assets. "Alura, would you assist?"

Alura, knowing where this was going, offered a shit eating grin that was reminiscent of her daughters. "It would be my pleasure Lara."

She took a step forward and placing her hands on Harry's thighs, peered into his eyes with a hungry grin.

"I think that I would be able to help best by removing his pants," Alura said as she placed her hands on on the edge of his waistband. "And ensure his circulation is in working order."

While Alura was removing his pants, Lara brushed her hands against his abs as she kissed his lips. Harrison returned the kiss as she rubbed against him and Alura's hands crept further up his legs.

Lara's kiss got extremely intense as Harrison brought his strong arms around her body, pulling him into her. The blonde's tongue danced passionately with his, the two of them causing pleasure, with Harrison running his hands down her young beautiful body.

The blonde panted hungrily as Harrison really worked over her. His hands stroked her skin and caused her flesh to feel like it was ablaze. It was feeling amazing and Harrison had her draped over his lap as Alura slid down low.

Alura smiled. "I think we better check for the circulation better."

With a coy grin, the blonde ran her hands all over Harry's muscular legs and then made her way up towards his balls.

"Yes, and we better check for his reflexes," Lara added as she playfully shoved Harrison back onto the bed.

Harrison was back onto the bed and Lara draped her hips over his face. Her clothes faded from her body and Harry saw that her perfectly pink pussy was exposed for his consumption and consume he did. The shaved snatch was delicious and he munched on it in delight.

"Oh, perfect….movements and ah….reflexes!" Lara moaned as Harry kissed and licked her thighs and then drove his tongue deeper into her.

Harrison's monstrous cock was out and Alura wrapped her hand around his cock and pumped him up and down. The mother of one of his Alpha's gave him a magnificent handjob and he laid back as his balls was licked.

Harrison pushed his cock back and Alura placed his member into her mouth, giving him a deep and passionate suck. Alura pushed her mouth back and started to suck him.

"Ah, proper, oh deeper, reaction, ah, fuck, yes, Har-Zod," Lara moaned as his tongue was buried into her, rattling into her pussy and brought her to greater pleasures than she ever experienced. She rubbed her moist hot snatch up and down and Harrison grabbed Lara around the ass, rubbing up her face.

Har-Zod's tongue really gave her a going over and Lara whimpered as Har's tongue was going so far deep down her as Lara was closing her eyes.

Alura now was finished testing Har-Zod's cock with her mouth and she was willing to move on to more fun pursuits. Her pussy was dripping wet and hungry, ready for insertion. She rubbed her pussy across the tip of his cock and the wall's wrapped around his throbbing cock as she was brought all the way down onto him. His cock buried snugly into her snatch. Her hips pressed around him, working his cock over with her hips as she was raising her hips up and crashing down on him with an amazing force.

The blonde kept working her hips around him, riding him like the stallion that she thought that he was. The blonde rocked herself back and forth, up and down, rotating her hips. The blonde's walls kept clenching him extremely hard and she rocked her head back.

Harrison lipped his hips up and his cock smashed between her legs, working her up.

Alura closed her eyes, this was the best, she would never allow another man's cock to ever enter again and she was not alone. Not that it was even a thought but it was one of those sex crazed ramblings that one had when she kept rocking her hips back onto him, riding his large pole, bouncing up and down, moaning and grinding.

Harrison felt her walls clench around him and his cock pushed up between her walls as Harry kept ramming between her. She was working into her, pumping his rod with her vaginal muscles.

"Oh, so good," Lara moaned as she groped Alura's nice and healthy tits. Her nipples poked out and Lara suckled on one of them. This was a motion that caused Alura to moan wildly.

Juices trickled down her thighs as Harrison pushed his cock into her. She knew that this Artificial Intelligence systems were the best known to man and they could feel just as a normal woman would.

Lara and Alura kissed each other and played with each other's breasts as one blonde Kryptonian rode Har-Zod's tongue and the other rode his cock.

"Time to….ah switch things up," Alura managed as she slid off of him and she got on her back.

Lara slid off of his mouth and got on his hands and knees, swaying his ass. The two of them worked with each other as she offered him a tantalizing wiggle of her ass. The two of them waited with each other and Harrison grabbed her from behind, preparing to enter her.

"I'm ready and able," Har-Zod told her as he pinched and then slapped her ass hard.

"I know, baby, fuck me," Lara moaned as she felt his large cock pressed between her slit.

Har's massive rod thrust as far into her and she closed her eyes, as Lara delved into Alura's pussy.

Alura moaned as Lara kept sucking and licking her pussy. The woman knew what she liked and Har wrapped his hands around her breasts. His cock rammed into her pussy as she felt stretched out. His balls slapped against his thighs and Har pulled all the way out of her and rammed into her. The woman's walls wrapped around him as Har worked her over.

Her pussy was a wonderland and Har explored it for everything that it was worth. He also explored her delicious curves with his hands, working her over. The blonde's whimpering heightened to another level as Har kept working himself into her.

Alura bucked her hips up, moaning and writhing underneath her and there was a panicked whimpering beneath her. She was being driven to the heights of passion and she was shivering underneath these efforts. Her hips clenched his rod.

Lara was so great, she knew what she liked.

"You're so fucking hot, both of you."

'Harry, fuck my ass, you know you want to,' Lara begged him.

Looking at her juicy ass, Har-Zod was not about to turn down that invitation. He waited for her inviting ass and he grabbed her.

Lara moaned as his sausage went between her buns. The blonde's eyes closed as Har-Zod grabbed onto her hips and speared deep into her guts. She moaned as she continued to lick Alura's pussy.

One blonde Kryptonian eating out another while Har-Zod fucking her in the ass, that was an amazing sensation. His balls slapped against her supple ass as he kept working into her. Her moans got even more intense and Har kept going inside her, keeping up with her. The blondes eyes flushed back as she offered an intense moan as his balls slapped against her thighs and he continued push himself to the limits, push himself deep into her.

Har kept pushing in and out of her, pleasuring her as. The blonde's whimpering got even more intense as Har plowed her ass, escalating her passions. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, which caused her moans to even escalate more.

Har-Zod kept working into her ass from behind and he kept going as far into her from behind. Her tight ass worked around her anus and he kept working into her. The green eyed wizard speared deep into her, the combination of their sexual organs feeling amazing.

The groups saw stars as Har-Zod's cock exploded and sent an explosive burst of cum.

"A few more tests are in order," Alura commented as she wrapped her legs around him and she brushed her dripping slit across his cock and they continued the dance anew for a while.

Harrison would have to agree that it was the perfect examination.

"We must naturally undergo another round of testing, just to ensure that there were no complication," Lara stated as she rested her head on his bare chest. He pulled her solid form up against him.

Funnily enough, Harrison had no problems with this arrangement.

After getting the information from Maroni, Harry had moved quickly in the direction of the first warehouse. Since they were apparently playing musical warehouses all throughout old Gotham, he hoping that if he searched hard enough he'd find the one he was looking for sooner rather than later.

'It's quiet,' Kara thought.

'I swear, if you say it's too quiet, I will hit you,' Amanda grumbled.

'Why?' Kara asked her curiously, since she was still pretty new to Earth and it's culture, she still missed things most people who grew up on the plant took for granted.

'Every single fucking horror movie cliché ever and that's the worst one,' Amanda shuddered, while she wasn't a coward by any means, she also didn't like horror movies much at all.

Harry heard a rustling in the distance and the sound of cars pulling up. He knew that it could be anyone really. This part of Old Gotham was not known for its warm and cheerful personality.

He had to take a good look at the guards and the security before he could even enter the warehouse. He knew that he got lucky taking out Maroni so quickly.

'One at a time, without arousing their suspicion, shouldn't be too hard right?' Harry thought to himself as he used a handy little charm to soften his footsteps. He still moved around as quietly as he could, because he didn't want to grow too dependent on it, since charms could fail in an instant.

The guards were by the numbers goons, punch clock, just doing a job, so Harry was just going to take them out quickly and efficiently.

One guard was drawn off to the side and this allowed Harry to sneak in, wrap his arm around his throat in a rear naked choke and drag him off in the shadows before his fellows noticed anything.

"Steve, Steve, are you there?"

The guard took a careful step forward and he aimed his gun at the shadows. His hands were twitching and his heart racing, but he slowly steadied the grip he had on his rifle.

Suddenly the gun was pulled out of his hand and a knee was driven into the back of the head, wham, bam, thank you m'am, and down went the guard.

The two guards were placed inside empty crates nearby, where they would wake up with a massive headaches, hundreds of miles away. The men outside of the factory prepared to ship out what they thought were more goods.

"Is it just me or this fucking heavy?"

"Just fucking put your back onto it and get it on the truck, we're on a deadline here."

Harry made his way through the shadows and he saw Trogg standing there, just as ugly as the photos would have him believe. The green eyed wizard craned his neck taking a careful look at his surroundings from where he was crouched up in the rafter, before he dropped down to the ground.

Moving from shadow to shadow he mentally calculated how long it would take to take each of the henchmen down while cornering Trogg.

'Not going to be that easy if he served time in Santa Prisca, it makes Gotham look tame by comparison,' Jaime commented, she'd done some homework while sitting monitoring him from the penthouse.

'So, I'll be careful,' Harry said. He had to go about this carefully, safety was something that he wanted to encourage first and foremost. The green eyed wizard kept moving with swift precision as he prepared to lock onto his target.

Trogg's record stated that he was quite the nasty piece of work and he had some technological expertise on top of that. Although he was just another stepping stone towards Harry's ultimate target.

Harry carefully took the guards out one by one, until their was only one person left for him to deal with.

Trogg stopped, he saw the man standing there in the shadows. He wondered if this was the same one who was giving his men shit over by the docks the other night and caused the other half of the shipment to go missing.

"You aren't going to pull that with me!" Trogg yelled as he swiped his knife at Harry, who dodged swiftly under the attack.

He had more than a few weapons up his sleeve and Harry was in for a fight. He was used to fighting dirty and he proved as much, by scratching, clawing, and trying to headbutt him.

Harry grabbed Trogg by the shirt and hoisted him up off the ground. He then hurled him halfway across the warehouse to crash through some empty crates.

The man rolled over onto his feet and picked up a jagged piece of wood, which he tried to stab Harry in the eye with it.

Harry reduced the wood to toothpick with a punch and dodging Trogg's follow up attack he slipped by him into the nearby shadows, then disappeared from view.

"Show yourself!" Trogg yelled as he frantically swung a board with nails on it, but he found himself unable to make contact with his adversary.

He staggered backwards after Harry's jabbed him in the throat from the shadows. He followed it up by wrapping his arms around Trogg's throat in a choke hold and began squeezing the life out of him.

"You are going to talk, or I'm going to force you to talk," Harry said in a low even voice. He spoke so softly that Trogg had to strain to hear him and he knew that there would be consequences if he forced Harry to repeat anything that he said.

Trogg's knees were like jelly as his eyes glazed over. He coughed a little bit of blood up, but Harry made sure he didn't hit an artery, because that would mean that there would be problems.

"Where is Zombie?" Harry asked.

"Worth more than my life to tell you, you piece of shit!" Trogg spat out as he tried to kick Harry below the belt, but Harry was prepared for that type of assault.

The protective charm around that area caused every single bone in Trogg's left leg to snap.

"I don't think we'll be trying that again," Harry stated as he saw the man slump to the ground, still in the choke hold.

Trogg knew right then that if he tried to headbutt this one, he might end up cracking his skull, or impaling his brain, or something like that.

"I'm going to ask you again, one more time, and you're going to answer me," Harry whispered harshly as Trogg whimpered, his leg was killing him. "Where is Zombie?"

He dragged him around the warehouse, forcing him to walk on his broken and busted leg, which caused him even more pain. They made their way into the nearby office.

"Not around...but he's coming...tomorrow night...rundown apartment...right across from the Nolan Complex," Trogg growled as blood trickled down from his mouth. "Don't know what it's about, wouldn't tell you if I did."

"Oh, don't worry, I know that you don't, thanks for the information," Harry said gruffly, before he bounced his head off of the desk, knocking him unconscious with one fluid movement.

Harry walked over and calmly picked up the phone, before dialing a number.

"Hello?" The voice of an older man questioned from the other end of the line.

"Old Gotham, Warehouse 3, you might be able to find an interesting shipment there and someone who knows about it," Harry stated, he was still speaking without his British accent.

It was James Gordon on the other end of the phone. "How…."

"You found Maroni tonight, this is the next step on the trail, something's going down, be ready," Harry told him. "Move quickly, there's military grade weapons here, I don't want to see them get into the hands of any of Gotham's gangs."

Harry turned around to look over his shoulder.

"I'll send a squad right over….Warehouse 3?"

"Yes, Warehouse 3," Harry confirmed as he hung up the phone, he moved to leave, but something on the desk caught his eye.

'Well, what do we have here?' Harry asked himself.

'I don't know, what do you have there?' Kara responded, even though she knew Harry was pretty much talking to himself.

'It's a blueprint, take a look at this, this is no ordinary aerosol bomb,' Harry thought to the girls who had the technical knowledge to make sense of what he was seeing.

Karen chimed in with a few words of her own. 'No it isn't. It's something that's able to distribute a lot of gas within a matter of moments.'

'What would they want with something like that?' Diana couldn't help but wonder.

'I don't know, but we're getting closer to the endgame,' Harry thought.

He'd be able to take the next step tomorrow night. He couldn't help but notice a large amount of a type of flower that he didn't recognize, it appeared that weapons weren't the only thing that was being shipped out of this warehouse.

After taking a close look at them, Harry picked one of the flowers, he cast a stasis charm on it to make sure it was safe until he got back home.

It was not a good night for the mobsters of Gotham City, Carmine Falcone found that out the hard way. He was hanging from a street lamp, he didn't know what hit him, but he was pretty sure that he didn't like it.

"Let me down! You'll hear from my attorneys if you don't, do you hear me?!"

"I have all the information that I need from you," the dark brooding figure stated in a throaty growl. His voice was harsh and gruff, sounding like he went through several packs of cigarettes a day.

As it turned out, Harry's lead was spot on, but naturally the Detective did his own homework to make sure.

Breaking into Falcone's briefcase, he found paperwork that linked him to the arm's deal, paperwork that he couldn't be disputed because his signature was on it. He obviously thought that his briefcase was secure, that no one could break into it without the combination.

He was wrong.

Using his grapnel gun to swing up into the night, the figure glided through shadows. Falcone had spilled about a warehouse when his life was in danger. The Dark Knight made his way through the darkness, only to stop suddenly, having been being caught unaware by an extremely peculiar sight.

Taking careful stock of his surroundings he saw the GCPD moving around, looking like they were going to bring someone in. He saw a beaten and battered man get dragged off into a squad car.

'Seems like if I've been beaten to the punch,' he thought to himself from were he was perched onto a ledge in order to see what was going on.

"Make sure to get those crates secured, I don't want any of the contraband falling into the wrong hands."

The dark brooding figure continued watch from the shadows. He knew what he had to do and he knew what was on the line. He knew that no matter what, to remain effective, he must not be seen. The unknown was his greatest tool and a tool that he was going to exploit for however long it took to accomplish his mission.

James Gordon looked up into the air; he could have sworn that he spotted a glimpse of something rustling around in the shadows. However, when he looked back, there was nothing.

He thought it was a dark shape, something that moved swiftly over the city, like a giant bat.

'Now you're seeing things Gordon, it's been a long couple of nights, don't lose it now,' Gordon grumbled to himself.

He turned back to overseeing the investigation. The criminal known as Trogg was not having a good night, although given what he'd been through in the past, he'd probably do well in Blackgate.

The Dark Knight moved through the shadows with nimble precision. He managed not to be seen, except for a slight glimpse. He had smoke bombs in the second pouch on his belt if he needed to disappear quickly.

"HEY! LOOK UP THERE!"

Like right now, he flicked one out of its pouch and onto the ground, a cloud of smoke billowed outwards.

"What's the fuck was that! Get a light on him, get a light on him, O'Hara! Did you see that?"

"Aye, I did," a cop stated in a thick Irish accent.

Gordon looked into the shadows, all that was left was a cloud of smoke, whoever was there had completely vanished into the night.

"He must have been twenty feet tall! With glowing red eyes and fangs," one of the rookie officers stated.

Gordon somehow thought that wasn't the case, but he saw him standing right there, as clear as day. He saw the giant bat.

"Montoya, make sure you have that all rounded up, I'm going to take a closer look!"

Gordon slipped into the shadows but he saw nothing there. Not even a hint of the man. Not even one stinking footprint on the ground.

Whoever it was, he was good.

Harry returned home, it must have been well after two am in the morning, closer to three. He entered the sitting room area of the Penthouse from the elevator and he smiled as he saw Kara and Karen crashed out on the couch, watching television. Karen's arms were wrapped around Kara and the younger blonde's face was nuzzled in the rather ample chest of the older blonde.

Not wanting to disturb this beautiful sight, Harry moved on. He could see that Diana must have checked in some time ago and was already in bed. She might be up soon actually, given that she always was up for some early morning training. Harry kept moving as he made his way up the stairs.

'Busy night?' Faora asked him, seemingly out of nowhere. He thought she'd gone to bed hours ago.

'I'm surprised that you're still up,' Harry stated.

'There's always something to do, I got some sleep this afternoon, so I figured I'd get something accomplished,' Faora added.

'That's true enough, well….I'm one step closer to figuring out this entire scheme,' Harry thought.

'Yes, that's good,' Faora thought, she paused for a moment to consider something, before continuing. 'Do you get that feeling of dread that there's something far deeper going on?'

'Yes, I do, so I'm just going to have to handle the situation carefully,' Harry thought back to her as he made his way up the stairs to the room he shared with Pamela. He didn't have an official bedroom per say, when he crashed, he crashed, usually in the rooms of the other females of the household, but for all intents and purposes, he shared the master bedroom with Pamela since that's where he stored his clothes. The green eyes of Harry Potter flowed with passion.

He carefully made his way into the room and saw Pamela sleeping there soundly, so peacefully, that he moved with extra carefulness so as not to wake her. The room had several exotic plants in it already, due to her interests. There were also a few empty vases and Harry placed the flower that he liberated from the warehouse in one.

He knew it was safe, given that all of the scanning spells he did on it. He barely noticed his wife stirring, although he figured that it was just her tossing and turning whilst in bed. He flickered his finger and water filled the vase.

He placed the flower carefully on the nightstand beside Pamela.

'What a night!' Harry thought to himself, careful not to voice that thought out loud, he didn't want to wake his wife up.

Harry slipped into the bed, he wanted to catch a couple hours sleep, he felt Pamela stir beside him. He thought nothing of it, at least at first, but then her arms wrapped around him and her lips firmly pressed upon his. His green eyes fluttered open as her lips assaulted his.

Harry wasn't slow on the uptake, in fact, he got the message loud and clear as she continued kissing him. He pulled her lithe body, wearing only a green nightshirt and panties, onto his lap as she straddled his waist.

Pamela wrapped her legs around Harry and slowly worked his shirt off, revealing his muscular chest. The redhead started to work over his muscles and she smiled, liking what she saw.

"Finally," Pamela whispered hungrily as she reached her hand down his pants and started to rub his crotch, causing his cock to become erect.

Harry situated so her soft and creamy thighs were up against his face. He spread her lips and she moaned as his tongue stuck deep into her pussy. She closed her eyes and latched her mouth down upon his cock, giving the proper suction to his cock.

The redhead pushed her head all the way down on his phallus, her lips tightening around him. She kept rocking back and forth, allowing him to go all the way down her throat. She was about to gag on hips phallus but she stayed the course, wrapping her tight hot lips around him. She was breathing heavily as Harry grabbed her face and worked into her face, fucking her throat with the greatest of ease. She closed her eyes tightly.

His hands trailed all the way down her legs, playing with them and he continued to delve into her pussy.

'Har…oh deeper, yes, yes, YES!' Pamela mentally moaned as she worked her hips up towards him and his tongue started to rattle deep within her pussy, causing the pleasurable vibrations that drove her so wild. She was pushing her pussy down upon his mouth.

Pamela whimpered as she was warmed up and she saw his cock, coated in a thick coat of her salvia. She grabbed his cock and kept stroking his cock up and down. She smiled as she kissed him and Harry reversed the positioning.

The redhead nymph shuddered.

"Harry, I need you in me, please," she begged.

"I'll take you any way that I want and I'm going to take you now," Harry breathed as he worked her sopping wet folds and licked his fingers from the tasty, delicious juices that were rolling down her thighs.

Her pussy had a delicious taste and Harry found himself spending a long time indulging himself in the tastes as he stripped off her top. He buried his face between her breasts and teased her dripping hole with his cock. He lifted her hips and Harry inserted his cock into her.

Her walls wrapped around him and Harry kept sliding in and out of her. The redhead sunk her fingernails into the side of his arm and she closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure with Harry ramming into her pussy.

Each thrust in his cock caused her to lose herself in even more delightful sensations. His hands roamed all the way down her body, touching her breasts, her tight posterior, and her dripping hot pussy. Each thrust was amazing, each thrust caused Harry to work into her. His quick and steady thrusts drove her further and further to the edge.

"Please, oh, please, YES!" Pamela whimpered as Harry's cock continued to work deep into her dripping hot core.

Harry gripped onto his wife's thighs and kept working into her. Her pussy enveloped his cock, her warmth really working her over. The woman's hips lifted up and she panted, giving a lustful and amazing warmth continued to hug his member.

"DEEPER!" Pamela yelled and Harry grabbed onto her breasts, working as far into her. She clenched him and Harry worked into her. The walls were really working into her and she was whimpering in immense pleasure.

Her hips connected against Harry's cock as she lifted herself up. Harry grabbed her breast and played with it. The pleasure of the power channeled through her globes could not be denied. Harry's cock smashed into her once again.

"Oh, you're cumming so hard aren't you?" Harry grunted. He continued to spear his wife's hot and tight center, working into her.

"Yes, oh, yes, oh, yes, YES!" Pamela moaned as she worked her hips up against his intrusions. She was determined to get the most out of this coupling.

Harry could feel her pussy clench him and the orgasm wash over her body. He was getting back into the groove, with her pussy clenching him. The redhead's walls clutched around him and Harry kept working into her rather amazingly.

She closed her eyes and his massive cock continued to pound her perfect pussy. Each thrust brought her closer to the edge, closer to losing herself from him. The redhead pumped her hips up towards him and Harry could feel her clench him.

"Oh, I need your cum, please, please," Pamela breathed but she knew that Harry was going to make her work for it and she used her walls wrapped around his throbbing prick.

The walls wrapped around his throbbing cock and Harry drilled his throbbing member into her. He kept working into her, her soft walls caressing around him rather lovingly. She lifted her hips up and moaned loudly as he kept working into her.

"More, Harry, more, more, more," she encouraged him as Harry grabbed his hands around her, hammering his cock deep into her.

"YES!" Pamela moaned at the top of her lungs.

Harry smiled as he pulled nearly all the way out of her, sliding out of her, and then worked his huge member into her, her walls clutching around his thick member.

"Keep it up, almost there," Harry grunted as he slowed down.

Pamela whimpered as Harry grabbed her by the thighs and ran his strong hands all the way down her legs. She whimpered as she felt his massive rod pulse between her legs. She kept working her hips all the way up and Harry rammed into her. The redhead was feeling the pleasure and Harry worked into her. The walls tightened around him and Harry pulsed into her. Her walls wrapped around his penetrating wall.

"Closer, closer," Pamela breathed as Harry tightened around him and she was feeling closer and closer to being over the edge. Harry's thick rod wrapped around her and Harry kept going into her. The walls snugly tightened around her snatch.

Harry's cock worked into her with a thick pulse as he was driving her closer to the edge and she grabbed onto his mighty rod.

His thrusts buried deep into her walls and his face buried in her breasts. Pamela moaned as he kept working over her breasts, licking and suckling on her.

A few more thrusts later and Harry sped things up. She could sense that his climax was getting close, she welcomed it, she lusted for it. Her walls continued to hug him and Harry ran his hands all over. Her ass was cupped as she held him in close.

"CUM, I NEED IT!"

Harry smiled.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked as he kept working into her and she bit on her lip, closing her eyes and she gave a lustful, moan.

Harry was going to keep going into her, his thrusts getting deeper and her walls clutching him. He kept speeding into her, rapid fire thrusts stretching her snatch.

Their loins kept meeting in an erotic coupling with each other. The two of them kept moaning with each other and Harry gave one final thrust.

He drained his balls into her pussy. A few thrusts unloaded his seed into her and it was draining out of her pussy.

Pamela collapsed, feeling satisfied, at least for the moment.