Chapter 18
Warning: Mention and suggestions of rape, foul language, suggestions of violence, and sex. You have been warned.
After an hour spent cuddling and spooning, Harry finally left Blaaxa's house and headed to the border of the underworld to head back to the pride ring and see his parents.
But just as he was exiting the alley that leads to the main promenade his path is blocked by two hulking figures that easily tower over Harry and make the alley even darker and smaller then it already was.
The figure on the right is a Minotaur with orange fur and dark blue hair, he has a condescending sneer plastered on his face as he looks down on Harry. The other figure is a creature that looks like a large blue head with large muscular arms and legs attached to it, a large snarl seemingly stuck on the creatures face as if it was born with it.
Behind him Harry hears two more creatures and a small amount of heat and light comes from behind him.
Turning around Harry finds Three creatures, one of them is the demonette from the border crossing with a large smile plastered across her face that promised unpleasant things.
The creature to her right looked like a golem made of black rock and magma running through it, a nasty smile cracking its craggy face and showing off more magma inside it. The creature to her left had a bright green skin color and pointed ears, and a belly so large Harry almost thought it was a pregnant women until he saw the pecs and lion cloth the creature wore.
The demonette stepped forward and with a voice filled with confidence began to speak.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the pretty boy from the border, fancy letting you here."
Harry said nothing and just gave the most bored expression he could muster, will inching his hand towards the rune on the back of his glove.
The demonette snarled at his lack of response and snaps her fingers, the Minotaur and the blue creature each grab Harry by the shoulder and make him kneel before the demonette. The demonette reaches forward and firmly grabs Harry by the chin and makes him look her in the eye.
"Listen here boy." Harry grits his teeth and begins to gather more energy into his hands for the beat down he is about to deliver. "You are about to get the ride of your life and once I'm done with you, they" she motions to the creatures that have now surrounded the little display.
"Will get to play with you until their either tired or your broken to the point of usefulness, then we'll just heal you and do it all over again, you shouldn't have rejected me."
As soon as the demonette stops speaking a sound edits from behind her, the demonette spins around and finds the magma golem and the green skinned creature are gone.
All that remains is some magma and what looks like a chunk of flesh from the green skinned creature.
"What in the circles of hell?" Before the demonette can ask another question another sound this time from the Minotaur and the blue skinned creature rises up and as the demonette turns she sees the last moments of both creatures as the seemingly sink into the walls around them.
There before her stands Harry, slightly taller then before, his antlers larger, his eyes shining with bright emerald light.
The very air around him distorts with the sound of what can only be described as snakes hissing through a radio and flames made of shadow.
"You shouldn't have taken me in this alley, you might have stood a chance then, we'll not really but it would have been better odds my dear."
The sound of Harry's voice makes the demonette shiver in fear as a warm trail of piss spreads down her legs and into her shoes, she tries to turn and run but something leaps from the shadows and pins her to the ground making her face meet pavement while her ass is left in the air.
"Now what was it you said earlier, ah yes, you where going to use me until either they tired out or I broke and then fix me and do it all over again."
Something long and hard starts to press into the demonette's panty clad pussy and it feels like it is larger then her leg and hotter then demon fire.
"We'll then my dear, let's see how you like being on the receiving end."
The sounds of shrieking and begging can be heard coming from that alley for almost a full day before it finally stops, and a sole figure emerges before simply walking away as if it was a normal day. The demons and underworld's brave enough to go and look find nothing but what looks like a demonette with a blank and glassy look in her eyes and covered and surrounded by a substance that gives of a heat that makes it uncomfortable to even try and approach her.
None try and help her and simply return to their day, but remember the man that had exited the alley for future reference, after all, only fools ignore such an obvious warning.
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Harry wasn't satisfied as he entered the hotel, he had such a wonderful day of finally finding his own mode of transportation and seeing/spending some time with his girlfriend.
Only for it all to be ruined by some skank and the thugs she brought cause she thought he would be easy, it left a bitter and unpleasant taste in his mouth to be so underestimated.
Harry quickly made his way to the kitchen and with Vanna changing into cooking appropriate clothes, an nice set of trouser, non slip boots, and an apron over a nice button up shirt. Harry begins to bake, first he makes three trays of twenty four cookies each before moving onto make fifteen cakes and five trays of thirty nine donuts each.
It's as he is making eclairs that Angeldust and Alastor enter into the kitchen and see their sons baking frenzy.
Angeldust turns to his husband and puts out a hand, Alastor grumbles and pulls out a hundred dollar bill and gives it to his wife.
Alastor then snaps his fingers and shadow tendrils start taking all the trays of sweets and starts delivering them to the other hotel residents as Angeldust moves to his son and wraps him in a six armed hug. Harry stops making eclair filling and turns to bury his head in his mothers chest fluff and lets his rage simmer as he waits for his parents to ask him questions.
Angel runs a hand through Harry's hair and brushes the ears and antlers to help calm his son, before asking what has got his son in such a rage.
Pulling his head out of the fluff, Harry tells his parents all about the skank and her thugs and what he did and how he feels about them even trying to take him on in such a manner.
The look of pride that spreads across Alastors face and the look of worry, pride, and anger on Angel helps to make Harry's rage a little easier to control but it still simmers waiting to be let out. Alastor moves closer to the mother son hug fest and places a hand on Harry's shoulder causing Harry to look from Angeldust to Alastor, who has a wide smile almost splitting his face.
"I am so proud of the way you handled that scarlet women and her brutes champ, and I get the anger at them being so foolish to try punching up so high, just remember this though."
Alastors voice takes a hard and serious edge to it as he looks deep into his sons eyes.
"Never forget that even with all this power we have, even we can fall to an ambush and numbers levied against us."
Harry nods his head, berating himself for forgetting about the underhand tactics that some of the demon lords use to make people like him and his father fall from power.
With a nod Alastor let's go of Harry's shoulder and moves towards the door so he can let his son get out his remaining anger. Angel simply gives his son another squeeze before letting Harry go and follows after his husband, Harry quickly turns back to his baking and makes enough eclairs to fill a bakery before he finally is calm once more.
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Charlie and Vaggie were in the middle of having some personal time when a tendril of shadow pops up next to their bed and drops off a large player filled to the brim with cookies, cakes, and doughnuts and a little card signed, from Alastor.
Charlie covers herself in the bedsheet as Vaggie starts throwing on her close and cussing out the evil radio demon for disturbing and possibly watching them have their fun.
Charlie shakes her head at her girlfriend and reaches for the note and reads it, after she does she grabs Vaggie by the wrist and pulls her back into bed.
Charlie, what are you doing, we can't just lye here while that puto does whatever he wants, if we don't teach him bou-"
Charlie kisses Vaggie deeply and as Vaggie struggles to break out of their lip lock before she simply goes limp in the embrace of her girlfriends expert tounge. Soon enough Charlie breaks the kiss and smirks down on Vaggie who is a thing to catch her breath.
"Sweetie, the platter is because Harry is in a baking frenzy, and while Alastor can send his tendrils here he can't see in here. So stop worrying and let's simply enjoy some sweets and maybe even have a little fun with a couple ideas I read from your notes."
The blush that blooms across Vaggie's face is almost bright enough to be a light source, she splutters out weak protests and denials as one of Charlie's eyebrows keeps going up and her smirk gets bigger.
"Just calm down Vaggie, and let me have a nice 'dessert' before we deal with Alastor." Vaggie blush extends down her neck as Charlie whispers in her ear as Vaggie just nods.
"Good girl." And Charlie grads a piece of cake and starts to disappear under the sheets.