Future Interlude Pt. 2

And when he finally nuts inside of her delicious derriere, filling her bowels with his cum just the way he knows Alicia likes, the reaction is glorious, the harpy's back arching and her eyes rolling up in her head as she cums explosively before slumping forward, little more than a rag doll. That won't do of course. Harry still needs to question her for whatever information she might have for his 'quest'. While she might not be able to give him all the answers since she's just the first 'boss monster', Harry can't imagine he has to wander through the forest looking for someone ELSE to guide him along.

Well, nothing to do but wait for Alicia to recover… or perhaps help her recovery along. Pulling his messy, cum-covered cock out of Alicia's back door, Harry grabs the harpy by her hips and drags them up into the air. In no time at all, the bird-like woman is in a sort of face down, ass up position, and her glistening, sopping wet cunt is quite visible, her mound completely exposed to Harry's eyes… and his fat dick.

With a grunt, the 'barbarian hero' forces his member right into Alicia's cunt. The harpy cries out as he begins to fuck her, just like that. Coming back to life, Alicia's back arches all over again and she flaps her wings as her head comes up off the soft grass that Harry's been fucking her on. Her freshly fucked ass bounces back into Harry's thrusting dick, even as he thoroughly plows her cunt, his hands around her waist.

Listening to Alicia's voice as he makes her sing her way through another several orgasms is as delicious as expected, and Harry lets his eyes drift shut, even while fucking the harpy into oblivion. Groaning, he enjoys the way her inner walls clench and squeeze and tighten around his pulsating cock. He slams home into her hot, velvety pussy repeatedly, until finally he starts to break through her cervix.

Once Harry is through that, the pleasure rises to new heights for both of them. Alicia's eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open as Harry begins to fuck her womb directly. His cock produces a bulge in her taut, dark-skinned belly, even as he pounds her from behind. His hands leave her waist as Alicia begins to cum again, and they move to her lightly feathered tits, covering her breasts. He squeezes and gropes and kneads at Alicia's mammaries with the same ferocity he showed her ass cheeks, and the harpy enjoys every last second of it, moaning and crying out her enjoyment to the trees all around them.

Of course, Harry still needs his information. And he doesn't necessarily want to fuck Alicia to exhaustion… again. Gritting his teeth, he lets himself go. He stops holding back, and the next few moments are filled with some truly ferocious fucking, before Harry's second release arrives, completely unrestrained. Pulling out at the last second, Harry covers Alicia's feathered body in his cum, the sticky, white ejaculate ending up all over her back and her backside, all the way down her legs as well.

When Harry's hands come away, Alicia falls flat on her face again, her wing-arms not doing much in the way of giving her support. She's left panting, heaving for breath, even as Harry wills his cock to calm down once more, so that it'll actually fit back underneath the loin cloth they'd given him. Panting a little himself, Harry regulates his breathing, and then reaches out and grabs Alicia by her feathered hair, pulling her head up so he can look her in her glazed over eyes.

"What can you tell me about my quest?"

A better question than just asking for all of the answers, or so Harry figured. It still takes a little bit of time for Alicia to catch her breath, but when she does she swallows thickly and seems to be getting back into character. Finally, she speaks.

"O-Oh brave h-hero… big, handsome, burly hero. I… I am a creature of the air, not of the trees. I was driven out of my mountains by a nasty griffin. Would you… would you please help me get my home back?"

Harry lifts his brow at that and glances upwards. The clearing that Alicia chose to confront him in actually has a nice view of the nearby mountain range. He was honestly pretty impressed by that most of all, the fact that his girls, probably working together, had transfigured an entire mountain range. Still, since he can see it, he can go there can't he?

Shrugging, Harry nods his head.

"Sure. This griffin… what can you tell me about her?"

Alicia doesn't question how he knows it's a her, that much is obvious. Harry lets the harpy go and she flops over onto her ass, reaching… somewhere and pulling out a small token with her claws. She hands it over to him and Harry blinks at it before tucking it away. It has the talons of a harpy on it, so he figures its probably important to his quest somehow.

"Of course, brave hero… when it comes to griffins, there is only one thing you must remember. Griffins respect strength above all else."

Harry pauses for a moment, and then grins wickedly. Ah, he knows exactly who the 'griffin' is now. A chuckle on his lips, the 'barbarian hero' rises to his feet and collects his discarded sword and shield. He gives the thoroughly nutted harpy a friendly nod of his head, which she returns by blushing and hiding her face with her wings. Then, he turns in the direction of the mountain range in the distance and begins walking.

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There's not a single monster attack in the forest as he makes his way to the base of the mountain. Harry figures he's 'cleared' that zone, so that makes sense in the end. Still, oddly enough he doesn't face any monsters in the mountains either. Of course, when he arrives at the bottom of the mountain range, he almost immediately sees an obvious pathway up into it just a hundred feet or so from where he exits the forest.

Taking that path sends him higher and higher into the mountains, at least a fifteen-minute trek with not a single soul in sight, until finally he comes upon a cave. Before he can decide whether to go into said cave or not, a familiar face attached to an unfamiliar body saunters out with a wide smirk on her face.

"So, the hero thinks to topple ME? Heh, you're a ballsy one, aren't you?"

Harry just takes a moment to gaze upon the woman before him. Or he supposes, the 'griffin'. She certainly looks like a cross between a certain dark-skinned witch he knows, and a griffin. Though she's completely humanoid, in the end. Still, she has the griffin's wings, she has a lion's tail swishing back and forth behind her, hell, she even as feline hindlegs. Her fingers end in talons and her hair is like feathers. Even her eyes are transformed into those of an eagle, golden and piercing.

He suddenly wonders if Alicia's eye color was changed and he just didn't notice. Admittedly, Angelina's transformation is, as far as he knows, not directly cribbed from any existing material. This work of art that she's changed herself into is certainly inspired, completely original as far as Harry knows. She's beautiful, absolutely gorgeous, stunning even… and all his to defeat, dominate, and fuck.

The 'barbarian hero' can't help but grin at that last thought, even as he cocks his head to the side.

"Let me guess… Angelina the Griffin?"

Rather than be put out by his words, Angelina preens and flaunts her beautiful body, clad in a sort of sexy amazon look as she is, complete with leather bikini/loin cloth and sandals. She exudes strength and also a sort of sexual ferocity as she stares Harry down.

"Oh? I suppose my reputation precedes me! Mm, I bet that harpy is spreading all sorts of mean lies about me~"

Harry lifts a brow at that.

"What, so you didn't chase her from her home?"

Angelina's lips curl into a wicked smirk.

"No, I did do that. But only because she refused to submit! I am a griffin after all, hero! We acknowledge one thing and one thing only! Strength! The harpy was weaker than I, but she was also too proud to serve under me, as was proper! Thus, it was only right that she flee like the coward she was!"

Harry nods slowly, understanding the twisted philosophy of the character Angelina was roleplaying a bit better. And she'd even managed to give him the path to defeating her without having to spell it out or break character. Grinning wickedly as well, Harry hefts his mock sword.

"So then… if I prove that I'm stronger than you, you have to submit to me, do you?"

Angelina goes stock still at that, her eagle eyes wide as she stares at him in shock. Then, she laughs uproariously for a moment before a feral grin spreads across her face. The 'monster girl' drops into a combat stance as she licks her lips greedily.

"You'll make a good pleasure slave when I'm done teaching you your place, hero."

Harry grins and then tosses his sword and shield aside. There's really no point in either… this will be a fight of strength, not skill. And it just feels right, taking Angelina down with nothing more than his bare hands and his cock, as he's done many a time before. Even now, even after how long they'd been together, Angelina still liked to test the boundaries. Out of all his girls, she was the one who chafed the most under his domineering attitude… but she also seemed to enjoy it the most when he brought her low and defeated her in fair combat once more.

He has no doubt in his mind that if she can beat him here and now, she'll play with him, possibly even for days. But Harry has never been the kind of man to enjoy subbing, even to a woman he loves. Unlike Angelina, who is undoubtedly a switch with a massive masochistic streak to boot, Harry is one hundred percent dom, one hundred percent of the time.

Still, for now he has to focus on the fight. Angelina makes the first move mere moments after Harry tosses his sword and shield aside, leaping through the air as she lets out a vicious roar. Harry dodges to the side, much like he did with Alicia, but Angelina is no weakling harpy, and she's certainly not been waiting for him to come around and fuck her ass. No, the woman is a warrior, and she immediately whirls on him, lashing out with her claws.

Harry dodges back with a grunt, and then slips under as the griffin tries for another strike with her other hand. Throwing his shoulder into her midsection, Harry lets out a roar of his own as he slams Angelina down into the ground. From there, the fighting only intensifies, the griffin woman not at all defeated by one single body slam like a certain harpy was.

They roll back and forth, the barbarian hero and the amazon griffin struggling with one another, fighting one another with all their strength. Angelina's claws scratch at Harry's muscular, toned body, but barely do a single ounce of damage. Her tail tries to wrap around him more than once to constrict and hold him in place, but he always wiggles out of her hold.

As is always the case with combat between the two of them, the strength and power disparity readily makes itself apparent. While Angelina is taller than Harry, and just as well-built, even in her current form… she's no match for him. Even as they roll around in the dirt outside of the griffin's cave, Harry controls the pace of the fight with the ease that he always has. His innate magic reinforces his muscles and his physical strength, and no matter how Angelina tries to overwhelm him, Harry gives back as good as he gets.

It starts slow, as he likes it to. First, he gets her in a headlock with one arm, her claws scrambling at his muscular bicep, even as he uses his other hand to grab and grope at her tits. Angelina snarls as she struggles mightily against him, but while her struggles are far more real than Alicia's, with every ounce of strength at the griffin's disposal behind them, they're ultimately just as fruitless.

Harry does eventually let her go, but they both know that's exactly what happens. He LETS her go. Angelina still takes advantage of such mercy of course, aiming to fight him once more, but Harry simply dominates her all over again, this time with one of his feet on the back of her head as he pulls her hips up into the air and slams three fingers deep into her needy cunt, right past her loincloth.

Angelina cries out in a mixture of anger and arousal, moaning reluctantly as Harry forces his digits in and out of her tight, hot, wet pussy. But even that doesn't last forever. Harry lets her go once more, Angelina tries to take advantage once more, and the cycle repeats again and again and again, until finally the griffin says what they both know she always will.

Panting heavily, Angelina kneels before Harry, exhausted.

"I… I submit."

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