Chapter 21: A Kryptonian Gentleman in Metropolis.

Chapter 21: A Kryptonian Gentleman in Metropolis. 

If Harry had gone to bed in the penthouse in Gotham and woke up in the one in Metropolis, he wouldn't have noticed much of a difference beyond the fact Pamela wasn't sleeping there naked beside him when he woke up. On the inside, they were a carbon copy of each other, on the outside, the only difference between them was the scenery.

Making his way out of the shower, Harry toweled himself off and slipped on a pair of pants. Grabbing a shirt which he slipped under his arm as he headed in the direction of the kitchen to get a pot of coffee started, while drying off his dripping wet hair.

Stepping into the kitchen he saw that Martha was rummaging through the pantry with a cup of coffee in hand. She was wearing a white t-shirt that was obviously made for casual wear and was a bit worn, along with a pair of blue jeans.

"I'm sorry that the kitchen hasn't been properly stocked yet. Considering the fact that the Penthouse was the last part of the Metropolis tower that was finished and only recently, the girls haven't gotten around to it yet. Although I suspect that's on the to do list in the next day or so," Harry said and Martha stood up straight due to her surprise, before she turned around to face Harry.

She looked as if she was going to respond to what he'd just said, but any sense of what she was going to say was lost as she caught sight of a shirtless Harry Potter standing before her. Married woman or not, it was a sight that distracted her completely. Shaking her head, she was able to regain her mental faculties, but not before her half finished cup of coffee had slipped from her hands.

Without missing a beat, Harry used his lightning fast reflexes to catch it with a quick levitation spell before it hit the ground. Smirking at Martha playfully, he brought it up to his lips and took a long drink from the mug.

"Oh, that's good," Harry offered Martha after draining her cup dry. He poured her another and placed it carefully in her in hand, then clutched his own around her's briefly to make sure that her grip on it was firm. "Anyway, food should be coming in today, but it wasn't a high priority when the girls were living at Karen's condo and this place was a ghost town."

"Well….that...that explains a lot," Martha said as she managed to collect her wits the rest of the way. The woman's eyes locked onto him as she took a sip of her coffee. "That doesn't explain way there's so coffee here though…."

"Given how hard some of the girls work, they pretty much live off of coffee and take out," Harry explained to the woman and she nodded in response, before smiling at him.

"I figured as much. Physiologically if they weren't who they were, they would have probably died due to a caffeine related brain aneurysm by now," Martha offered playfully, causing Harry to grin back at her.

"Isn't that the truth?" Harry asked, then he started to chuckle softly for a moment. "I really don't have any room to talk though."

Martha smiled back at him while keeping her eyes locked onto him. After all, he still hadn't put his shirt on and given Jonathan's performance issues, she was getting any thrill were she could find it. Not that she was reading too much into this interaction or allowing herself to become too distracted.

"I think you already have plenty of energy, even without the coffee," Martha said as she sat down across from Harry at the kitchen table. "You know with all of you do…."

"Oh, I know," Harry said as the two of them enjoyed a cup of coffee together at the table. "It's more of a sanity thing to be honest. With some of the things that I deal with during the day, well, I might be super powered, but there are limits even to my patient."

Harry smiled, Karen and Faora could barely make toast. Jaime could cook very well, but she refused to do so after her time at the Dursleys and Harry couldn't blame her for that. Kara was a walking kitchen disaster that could burn water and actually had once in an attempt to make him breakfast in bed. Patricia actually was halfway passable, but she admitted that cooking wasn't her forte, still, when she cooked it was more edible than what Karen and Faora could accomplish.

"How are things back home?" Harry asked her.

Martha smiled, it was a good question, but at the same time, it was a loaded question. The woman's eyes remained fixed on him. "The farm is doing well, it looks like it's going to be a good harvest this year...and Clark….he's doing well in school."

"That's good," Harry said, he knew that Clark's first maturity was a few years off at this point and that's when his powers would start to grow.

"You'll be able to recoup the loan that you gave us on the farm if we have a couple more years like this. I'm sure Jonathan will feel a lot better about things once that happened," Martha said. Before she thought back to something that Harry asked her last night. "As for the tractor….the tractor is beginning to piss me off, I've got to give Jonathan this though, he's stubborn to a fault and loyal as a fault to that thing."

"Jonathan spends most of his time working on it," Martha said as she shook her head. "Granted, a man's got to have a hobby…."

From the way she was talking Harry got a sense that Martha didn't consider this to be her husband's best trait, but she said nothing further and choose to peer over her coffee cup at him instead.

"You'd almost get the impression that he would rather work on that bloody tractor than spend any time with his lovely wife," Harry offered her and Martha flushed for a second, before shaking her head. From the way she was reacting, it was obvious that his word struck a bit too close to home so he decided to change the subject slightly. "I brought the paperwork regarding the account were I've been investing the money that you've been paying back the loan with for you."

"We've just about broken even, but…..Jonathan is still under the impression we're paying you back for the loan you gave us," Martha said to Harry.

"Given the way that the farm's set up, you might be just breaking even, barely making a profit, or taking a loss for at least the next ten to fifteen years, but what little profit you are making, you can make more money off of the back end," Harry said. "I'm correct in my assumption that Sersi explained this to you already?"

"Yes, that's correct," Martha confirmed as she raised her eyebrows at him for a moment and Harry explained what he was up to.

"It's up to you what you want to do with it, if you want to keep it invested where it is or move it elsewhere. Morning Mum," Harry said as Lily casually sank down onto his lap and stole a drink from the cup of coffee that was resting on the table. She grinned at him for a moment, before leaning in to steal a kiss from him as well.

"Morning, Martha, Harry," Lily said from where she sat on her son's lap dressed in nothing but a lacy red bra and panties.

"Hello, Lily," Martha said without missing a beat as she finished up the conversation with Harry.

"Anyway, regardless of anything else, we are getting a new tractor for the farm, therefore making it a non-issue. There's also the fact that farm land on the Potter property is just sitting there," Harry explained as Martha placed her elbow on the table and cupped her chin while listening to him intently. "I talked to Nell and she's agreed to let Jonathan mind it, it might give him something constructive to do."

Martha thought that Jonathan would appreciate something like that as she looked over the folder that Harry slid towards her. Ideas began to form in the back of her head as she thought about what she wanted to do with the investments.

Harry had been dragged pretty much by the arm into one of the largest shopping malls in Metropolis by the girls, who had wanted to do some more shopping. He had actually made an excuse to slip away, right before Amanda went hog wild at a nearby shoe store, although Lily, Emily, and Rose kept a close eye on her.

'You dodged a bullet there,' Faora admitted as Harry made his way through the mall. 'Not one for clothes shopping, are you?'

'No, not really, Lavender usually does it for me. When I do go to the mall it's to spend time with someone, then to do any kind of shopping of my own,' Harry thought back to her and Faora smiled at him through the bond.

'That's true,' Faora agreed, after thinking about it for a moment. She saw Harry pause to look at a sign in the window of one of the biggest bookstores in Metropolis. There was a line up about a mile long and Harry quickly saw the reason why.

It was a line up for a book signing by respected history professor Milton Fine. Granted, history wasn't the only thing he was an expert of, but that was his current occupation at Metropolis University. The green eyed Kryptonian wizard curiously made his way into line.

'Oh, yes, that's right I heard Fine's new book was supposed to be coming out, I didn't realize it would be this soon,' Harry thought to himself and anyone else listening in through the bond. After a moment of consideration he decided that since he was here, he might as well pick up a copy and get it signed.

There were a lot of social misfits who followed Fine's work in the line, but there were also a lot of well-respected businessmen and women. Harry slowly made his way towards the front of it as more people got their copies signed.

He got a good look at Fine as he approached the table. He was a well-dressed man who was just a few years away from being middle age, his dark hair was parted to one side and a pair of thick glasses rested on the bridge of his nose. His dark gray suit was similar to what your average college professor would wear while teaching class. He was extremely knowledgeable individual, but there was nothing dramatic about him at all.

"You're the last person I'd have expected at one of my book signings, Doctor Potter," Fine said as he noticed the young man approaching, although he spoke in a low voice as to not draw any undue attention to him.

"I saw the sign on the window and it made me curious," Harry explained as he looked towards Fine. "That said, I have read all of your books, so I guess that makes me a fan of your work."

"I'm happy to have such a high profile fan, I'll also looking forward to the big announcement that rumors say the RAO Corporation is planning to make," Fine said, before he paused for moment to consider something, before adding onto his comment. "Given the stranglehold LuthorCorp has on Metropolis, it's been able to set the market standard here so far. You're company is going to change the entire landscape when your work becomes known to the public."

Fine carefully signed the book that Harry had purchased. "I must put out one of these books a year and the sales keep going up….."

"I'm not surprised, you're highly sought out as a lecturer at some of the most prestigious colleges and universities in the world after all. I still remember the one you gave at Cambridge two years back," Harry said to him.

"I do recall meeting you then, although it was too brief for my liking," Fine agreed, the people at Cambridge had been the most accommodating of all the universities that he guest lectured at during his world tour.

"In any event, after your lecture I sought out your first book, so you did leave an impression," Harry informed him.

"If there were more men in the world like you and less like Lionel Luthor, it would be a far better place," Fine said as he reached forward to give Harry a surprisingly strong handshake. "It was a pleasure meeting you Doctor Potter, but I should probably get back to the signing as the line doesn't appear to be getting any short. That said, I hope that we can meet up again in the future I would love to pick your brain about some projects I'm working on."

"Don't worry, Doctor Fine," Harry said as he shook Fine's hand and took the book from him. "I look forward to reading any more books that you put out, and I'm sure we can arrange something in the future."

"I'm looking forward to it then and who knows, someday I might the one standing in line to have you sign a book that you've written," Fine said as he moved on to the next person on the line.

Harry walked away from the table with the book in hand and nearly ran head on into an attractive older woman. She had blonde hair with a hint of grey in it, but only a small hint. She had piercing set of brown eyes and a pair of thick glasses. She was wearing a grey business suit that wrapped around her frame rather smartly, along with a pair of stockings and high heels.

"Doctor Potter…..I….I hope I'm not disturbing you?" she asked him and he couldn't help but notice that she seemed to rather nervous at the moment.

"No, you're not," Harry answered her, rather curious about her reaction to him. He also couldn't help but ammend his earlier thought, she didn't seem to just be rather nervous. She was nervous around him to the point that she nearly dropped the notebook that she held in her hands.

"Oh...that's good, that's very, very…good," she babbled at him, having seemingly lost all sense of herself, although she was able to recover from being flustered fairly quickly. "I was wondering if my client could have a few minutes of your time? She's been wanting to meet you for the longest time, I understand if you're too busy...but my client, she's particularly insistent that she meets you."

Harry couldn't help but be intrigued by her words, even though she just rambled off the run on sentence to end all run on sentences. To the point that he couldn't help but think that that even Hermione would be impressed by her ability to talk so quickly, and for so long without taking a breath. "Of course, lead the way."

"I will...thank you...follow me please," she said, after taking a deep breath she led Harry to another table within the store that had an ever longer line trailing up to it then the one for Milton Fine. "Here he is, Miss Jones."

Harry was able to catch a good look at the woman as she turned around to flash a dazzling smile. Her dark hair was tied back into an elaborate looking bun. A pair of thick, but stylish glasses rested on the bridge of her nose, behind which an alluring pair of blue eyes shone at him. She wore a stylish black jacket jacket over a blue blouse that fit finely nicely around her upper body, doing a good job of highlighting her obvious curves, but not putting them on display for the world to see. A skirt extended down past her knees, and she completed the look with a pair of black leather boots that ended just below her knees.

"Thank you Samantha," the woman said with a smile, before turning her full attention to Harry and the attractive brunette motioned to the chair next to her in clear invitation for Harry to sit down with her. "Doctor Potter, I have been wanting to meet you for some time, it literally seems like forever in fact, I'm Juno Jones."

Harry knew that much obviously. She was only one of the most famous talk show hosts in the entire world, although her show was geared mostly towards women.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss. Jones," Harry said to her and the woman shook her head at his words.

"Please, darling, call me Juno," she said in an upbeat and energetic tone.

"Then it's Harry," Harry responded with a smile, which caused her whole face to light up in delight.

"Alright then, Harry," she said with smile, before turning back to look at the line leading up to her table, it was nowhere near as crowded as it'd been before and Doctor Fine had given her a fair amount of competition. He was attractive and single, so a few women were going to be interested in him, even if his personality was the same as dishwater.

"I've been watching your exploits with a great deal of interest for a very long time now," Juno explained as she leaned in close to him, which offered him a very enticing view of her cleavage. "And I'm very impressed by what I've seen so far."

"Oh?" Harry asked her with an intrigued smile on his face and she smiled brightly at him in response, before offering an explanation.

"The RAO Corporation, It's….really making great strides towards making the world a better place, but given the man behind it, who could be surprised by that fact?" she asked, before leaning in even closer towards him so that she was nearly whispering into his ear. "There are a lot of people who want a piece of you, you know that right?"

"I might have an inkling, yes," Harry responded with a playful smile.

"And you've been hiring the best and the brightest woman in the world to work for you, some other corporations wouldn't even give them a chance, but their true potential is being brought out while working under you. As it should be," Juno added as her hand lingered ever so briefly on Harry's after she handed him a copy of her book. "It just goes to show you that with just a little belief in yourself, you can accomplish anything."

"I'm sure," Harry agreed with a grin, which caused the woman in front of him to respond with one of her own.

"Amazing, your truly amazing," Juno said, and it seemed like she was going to say more, but she was interrupted by her manager moving over towards them and placing her hand on her shoulder. "Oh, Samantha, what is it?"

"You're needed, Miss Jones, it's urgent," Samantha explained to her in an apologetic tone.

"Well, that figures," Juno said and she looked extremely annoyed by the interruption, never the less, she scrawled out a signature on the inside of the book she'd slipped into Harry's hand earlier. "There are you are, honey, I'll see you later."

She winked at him, then lead in briefly to give him a lingering kiss on the cheek, which caught the attention of some of the press that had been standing nearby, before turning and walking away to deal with whatever situation had popped up.

Harry looked at the autograph within the book and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrow at what was written there.

I'll be seeing more of you very soon,

Juno Jones.

'What the hell just happened?,' Harry questioned the girls within the bond. 

'Your guess is as good as mine,' Diana thought back to him with a momentary shrug and the two of them could have sworn they heard a certain trio of goddesses giggling in the back of their minds.

A short while later Harry found himself sitting on a bench outside of the bookshop with Milton Fine's book propped up on his lap. He didn't expect to get too far in it as he was mostly reading to kill time while the girls did their shopping.

"Harry, I wanted to talk to you about something if you're not too busy," Lily said as she sat down next to Harry on one side and Rose sat down next to him on the other. He raised his eyebrow at her curiously and Lily hastily amended her statement. "And by me, I mean we, you know the two of us."

"I understand," Harry said, pausing for a moment he closed his book after marking his page, then gestured for them to continue.

The two woman took quick advantage of that fact, and Rose was the one chosen to speak first after a brief non-verbal conversation between the two sisters. "Most of the preparation work is done for the Shining Light School For Gifted Females."

"Right, you wanted to stay at Hogwarts until the Twins graduated, then the two of you were going to see about getting that off of the ground. I suppose that means Lucretia and Vega are likely to be joining us soon?" Harry said and sure enough the two girls chimed in.

'Ready when you are,' Vega thought through the bond link to him and Lucretia quickly added a comment of her own.

'More than ready in fact,' Lucretia inform him, she was getting sick of Hogwarts. Even though things changed when Minerva took over as Headmistress and even more changes were happening as the years passed. There were still a lot of things that would never really change as long as a lot of the old Purebloods were still lingering around, while they were no were near as bad as Riddle's followers they were still stuck firmly in the past.

'That's nice,' Harry stated through the bond to the two younger woman, before turning his attention back to Lily and Rose. "The plans for the school are coming along well then?"

"Yes, they are," Lily agreed with a smile, but it was a rather worn out one as she'd been staying up late the past couple of nights to plann things out with her sister. Reaching her arms up into the sky the redhead stretched for a moment, then leaned forward to face Harry with a grin. "Although there's still a lot of work to do yet."

"More than a lot actually, but the work is its own reward," Rose added with a slight smile of her own and her next thought seemed to make her dazzling green eyes shine all the brighter. "It would give some of the most gifted young woman in the world a chance to achieve their fullest potential."

They had already talked about a lot of different things regarding the school in the past. One of those previous discussions was about how a lot of members of the collective would be able to fill teaching positions, the previously mentioned Black daughters being two of them. However, that was something that was still a fair distance in the future.

Seemingly out of nowhere, since the last time he checked she was supposed to still be in Gotham, Karen showed up in front of Harry with a smile on her face as he was talking to Lily and Rose about some of his future plans.

"I'm thinking about getting a couple more Ph.D's," Harry informed them and the girls raised their eyebrows at that, although they weren't that surprised.

"Well, you do shoot for the stars," Karen said as she planted herself firmly on Harry's lap and pressed her forehead against his shoulder.

"Yeah, plus there's no way I'm going to allow Michael Holt to beat me on that level," Harry said, it was no less that his ego demanded, he wasn't going to let anyone beat him.

Karen smiled at that, although it was rather forced. "Oh yes, he's terrific, the last time I encountered him at a conference, he spent about five minutes staring at my breasts. Not that I blame him, they are rather spectacular, but five minutes is rather excessive."

"I heard," Harry said as Karen scooted off of his lap and grabbing him by the hand, the blonde leading him off in a certain direction or rather, he allowed her to lead him off in a certain direction. "So, where precisely are we going?"

"It's a surprise, Har," Karen explained to him and she was barely able to rein in her excitement. Lily and Rose had been following behind them, but they soon became lost in the sea of insanity. Eventually Karen led him to a store with a very familiar sign.

"So, this is the most exclusive lingerie store in Metropolis," Harry said, recalling that Karen and some of the other girls had mentioned it once and twice.

Karen smiled at him and nodded in confirmation. "And by exclusive, we mean exclusive, because everything here is custom made."

"And we're some of their best customers," Amanda added from where she sat in a comfortable looking chair, while examining a rather slinky set of lingerie with a smile. Sitting next to her sister, Emily was doing the same and she couldn't help but add. "They love us here, or rather they love Karen and Diana as well, not to mention Faora and well, you get the picture."

"And they value our privacy," Karen said as she dragged Harry into a private fitting room, not that he offered much resistance. Especially, when he had inkling about what was to come next.

A second later, Karen had changed into a slinky set of white lingerie. Even though they were custom made, the cups of the bra were barely able to contain her large mountainous breasts. She wore a pair of white thong panties that barely covered what needed to be covered. She topped the look off with slinky white stockings that covered her toned legs and her delicious toes.

"So, Harry, what do you think?" Karen asked with a purr as she saw Amanda, Emily, and Rose enter the changing room. The twins were wearing matching set of the same lingerie, only in green and several sizes smaller naturally. Still, their budding breasts were nearly spilling out of their outfits.

Harry felt Rose wrap herself around him from behind, looking in the mirror he was able to see that she was dressed in a slinky black number that was the same as Karen's and left very little to the imagination. He felt her breasts press tightly against him from behind as Karen pressed against him from the front.

"So, I think that you're a bit, overdressed for this situation, aren't you?" Karen asked, stroking his chest she worked the buttons of his shirt open.

"We'll take care of his pants, won't we Mandy?" Emily asked and Amanda grinned as she got down on her knees and slowly unbuckled his belt.

Lily had slipped off, although whether or not she would join them, it was hard to say. Right now, Amanda's mouth drove any further questions from Harry's mind.

Amanda closed her mouth around Harry's hard rod and brought it into her tight little mouth. She worked him up into a fever pitch as his cock slammed in and out of her mouth.

Rose and Emily took turns licking his balls but it was Amanda who got the real main attraction. Harry did felt the rush of pleasure and Karen slowly did a swaying dance as she stood across from the green eyed wizard. She slid the white material off from her body as she exposed a little more of her skin with each passing motion. She was going to allow it to all come off.

Harry watched her breasts, which were not really all that covered up anyway, become more exposed. Her rosy nipples were exposed to him and Harry wrapped his mouth around her nipple. She closed her eyes as Harry suckled the pert nipple in his mouth.

"Oh…yes," Karen mewled as Harry wrapped his hot lips around her nipple and sucked them. He always caused such great pleasure.

"My turn," Emily said as Amanda had removed her mouth and she hip checked her twin out of the way.

"I was just taking a breath," Amanda protested but Emily already took her brother's twelve inches down her throat.

'Sorry, Mandy, you snooze you lose,' Emily thought to her in a taunting tone and Rose cast her eyes over towards the twins in warning.

'You keep that up and neither of you will get anything, other than a spanking,' Rose thought and for emphasis, the redhead smacked both of the twins bottoms which caused them to mewl in delight. She figured that the two of them would get off on it but not to that extent.

Rose was the next one to take a taste of Harry and he rested back on the bench which had been magically spent. That's because his tongue and lips had found Karen's dripping hot pussy. Her walls were assaulted by pleasurable attacks and his hands grabbed around her.

"OH FUCK!" Karen shouted at the top of her lungs as Harry delved into her over and over.

"Not a bad suggestion, Karen," Rose cooed as she stroked Harry's cock and there was a second where she hovered over his throbbing hard cock.

Her dripping slit pressed over his monster cock and she held his waist. She began to ride his erect pole like a cowgirl.

Emily and Amanda sat on the floor, patiently waiting their turn, although after that display, they might be waiting for a long time. Bored, Amanda dug her fingers her twin sister's quim and she moaned out loud as she bucked her hips into Amanda's waiting hand.

"Mmm," Emily moaned as she watched their aunt ride their brother's hard rock solid cock. The two girls took turns feeding each other their own cum. Amanda pinned her sister against the wall and started to take out her aggressions on not getting her brother's cock on Emily's snatch.

Emily was enveloped in pure heaven there was no two ways to describe this. Her hips bucked up as Amanda munched on her.

Eventually Harry turned up and teased Amanda.

"I wonder if she should get fucked or I should make her wait," Harry commented as he stroked his sister's tender pussy folds, slowly, surely.

'Please….don't….MAKE ME WAIT!' Amanda screamed, she would have opened her mouth to do it but Emily forced her sister's mouth into her cunt and caused her to suck in the juices.

"Oh, that's so fucking hot, ram her with that big cock," Emily encouraged her brother and Harry made sure Amanda's face was still in Emily's snatch.

He entered her, stretching out her quim and made her pussy his. He could feel his sister's tightness wrap around him and he plowed into her.

"YES!" Amanda yelled.

"YES!" Rose screamed matching her niece's tone.

Karen shifted her wait and exposed her delicious asshole to another Harry dupe that had turned up while the prime model ate her pussy.

"You know where to stick that cock, big guy," Karen begged him and it brushed against her asshole. She breathed in and out, her nipples feeling stiffening and pleasure, pleasure was this close to being fulfilled. She could almost taste it and his cock speared into her ass.

"DAMN!" Rose yelled, an explosion of lust going through her body.

The very sight of Harry's cock going into Karen's ass had caused her pussy to clench the member of the one that she was riding. She saw the twins, they may or may not of switched out by now, she could not tell. The haze of lust made it extremely hard as his cock pressed between her tight buns. He hammered her ass, making it stretch around his tool.

"Oh, that's good…oh that's really fucking good," Harry grunted as he worked his aunt's hot cunt, as Karen had slid away down across the expanded changing bench. Her breasts were hanging down by his face and that was always a lovely sight.

The other Harry plowed into her tight pussy, working into her from behind. His thrusts buried as far into her body as he could go. Her moans escalated to an entirely different level as he picked up the pace.

"Take me, oh take me, fuck me, take me!" Karen yelled, moaning as he touched her in spots that drove her wild.

Much like Rose suspected, Emily was now being plowed from behind and Amanda was getting her pussy eaten out by her sister. Although she laid down on the ground in a cross eyed drooling mess and she lifted her hips up and down to meet her sister's tongue probes.

Emily whimpered as Harry explored her body with his hands. He was not passing her over, he brushed his hands over every nook and cranny. He alternated between small thrusts and fast long thrusts, never breaking things up. Her tightness clamped his rod as he nearly pulled out of her all of the way and then pushed deep into her body, winding her up with pleasure as she clenched the side of the bed. Her moans got even more wanton.

Rose rode her nephew's rod, wrapping her hips around him as she worked up and down upon him. Her moans got even more pleasurable, especially given that he used his hands on her breasts and caused her whimpering to become even more prominent. Her juices gushed and lubricated his tool as she fitted it around him. The whines echoed throughout her being.

"FUCK!" Karen yelled as Harry rammed her as hard as he could from behind. Her tight center enveloped him as her eyes lit up with the passionate pleasure. Her lip was bit down upon and she screamed even louder as Harry plowed her center from behind. His balls slapped against her thighs as he continued to pick up the pace.

"Yes, that's what….we're fucking doing," Harry grunted as he cupped her breasts and channeled power through them.

Her super tight Kryptonian cunt muscles wrapping around him caused even more pleasure to be channeled through his tool as she worked around it. The blonde cried out in pleasure, as Harry drilled her as hard as he could from behind. The feelings of pleasure around his tool felt extremely amazing and he never wanted it to stop.

Harry could not get enough of any of these girls and three different versions of Harry Potter explored four different girls from various positions. Rose blacked out, as did the twins, leaving Karen alone with all three of them.

"Oh fuck please," Karen shrieked as she felt the cock head enter her backside and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Another cock was placed in her mouth as she was being face fucked when a cock rammed into her vagina and another one rammed into her ass from behind. The blonde screamed, she could take it but damn, that was hot.

Rose was down for the count and the two twins shakily got up. They took turns licking out their aunt's pussy, taking the sweet nectar from it.

Karen was going to be bathing in seed and she did not care. Harry pummeled into her from several different angles and once his balls tightened, he was locked and ready to unload into her.

The blonde cried for mercy as his balls tightened and he sent the flood of cum into every crevice of her body, filling her up.

Karen collapsed just like the rest of them, cum leaking from her pussy but in the end, she felt completely and totally satisfied.

Kara arrived at the store moments later, having missed all of the action. The blonde, along with several of the other collective members, had gotten quite a show through the bond link. She saw every taboo, sultry moment of what happened and it took every bit of her willpower not to rub one out in public.

She was caught in the crowd and unable to join them as a result. That made her pout angrily, she was not going to take that one lying down. Unless Harry was on top of her, that was the only thing that she would take lying down.

"Oh, I can't believe it, it was unfair," Kara said with a pout as she folded her arms, acting like a five year old who didn't get her way at the grocery store.

"Now, Kara, this isn't going to fly, Alpha or not," Harry told her as he stared her down. The blonde matched his glare challengingly. "Remember what happened to Fleur. When she was acting like a tart and I spanked her ass and left her hanging for a week."

Kara's mouth hung half open as she watched Harry, her shoulders shrugging as she stared Harry down. The blonde took half of a second to look at him. "You….you wouldn't dare?"

Kara said that statement with a distinct lack of conviction. In fact it was more of a question than a statement.

'I wouldn't try him, if I were you, Kara,' Karen warned her younger counterpart through the bond link and the blonde placed her arms over her chest with a pouty expression on her face.

"However, if you're a good girl and you behave yourself, then you'll be rewarded," Harry said as he scooped Kara in a one armed hug and she looked at him understanding.

Kara bounced up and down in excitement like a five year old on a sugar high.

'She's acting unbelievably hyper,' Amanda thought as she wanted to reach her hand up and slap herself in her face.

'If that isn't the pot calling the kettle black, I don't know what is,' Emily thought and that got a lot of amusement from the people through the bond link.

Harry turned around with a smile on his face but before he could proceed through the tower Patricia popped in through the bond link.

'Lex Luthor is waiting for you in the lobby, he just got here in fact,' the redhead told him and Harry smiled.

He was right down to the elevator and in seconds, he got there, seeing the young man standing there.

"Good to see you again," Lex said as he looked around the tower and the two men shook hands. Lex took a look around, whistling. He was impressed and that didn't happen easily. "I must say, my father would kill to be here at RAO."

'Knowing Lionel Luthor, that's a bit more literally than we'd like to think,' Pamela chimed in and there was a lot of nods.

"I'm sure many people will, Lex," Harry told him and he smiled. "But I'm sure that you'd like the grand tour….although most of the tower is restricted towards visitors."

Lex nodded, he understood, even he couldn't get into certain levels at LuthorCorp but that was just his father being his father.

"Impressive," Lex said with a whistle as he looked around the tour. And it went without saying that the things that he did not see were far more impressive than the things that he was allowed to see.

'Just wait….just wait,' Faora thought to Harry. They had a lot of projects even though some of them were just in the early stages of development. 'So much on the back burner….micro-processor is giving us a bit of a headache.'

'The only thing we need to do is keep it from overheating, without losing any of its power, once we figure out that flaw, we'll beat everything else out in the market,' Karen said and there was no denying the amount of confidence that she had.

"So you are keeping yourself busy," Lex said with a smile and he had to say that the tower itself was fairly impressive. He was sure that his father would get some kind of envy regarding the tower.

"One could say that, yes," Harry agreed as offered Lex a seat in one of the offices to the side. A cup of coffee was quickly taken by the young man. "So, you'd be heading back to school soon, am I right?"

"Yes, the final year at Excelsior Academy," Lex said without missing a beat and Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"And you'd be there with the charming Oliver Queen," Harry said and Lex gave a full body shudder. That name did not come with a great personal recommendation for him.

"Please don't remind me," Lex said as he shook his head. Oliver acted like he was the big man on campus and he was the typical upper class douchebag, which was strange because he was in the same year as Lex, despite being slightly older. Then again, he was the epitome of the rich and the useless. He seemed like someone who would blow his money on something really stupid.

"I'm heading back to GCU myself," Harry told Lex and Lex drained the cup of coffee that he had.

"Suspect, you're going to break a few records," Lex said to Harry and he smiled before rattling them off.

"Yes, there's Biochemical Engineering, Psychology, and Criminology."

Lex blinked and stared at Harry. Despite his rather prodigal intellect, it did really catch Lex mostly off guard. "Are you serious?"

"Pretty much," Harry said and Lex let out a whistle, he did appreciate someone who worked hard and did not rest on his laurels, despite having the resources to buy and sell the world.

"You don't do anything halfway," Lex said as he shook his head. "Of course, it doesn't matter what I do because living up to the expectations of my father….it's fairly difficult."

"I can see that," Harry said after not saying much of anything.

"Do you have the same problem?" Lex asked Harry, and there was only a split second of silence.

Harry decided to cut to the chase. "Well my mother was in a coma for most of my life, it was only during the last few years that she came out of it. My father, he died when I was rather young. So I wouldn't know what they expected of me for at least half of my life. While my parents were respected in the community that we were from, I didn't really want to be them. Especially given that they had big shoes to fill."

"Well their shoes wouldn't fit you given all that you accomplished," Lex added, although the metaphor was pretty much lost.

"Yes, although we shouldn't really worry about what our parents thing, but rather we should worry about what we think," Harry said as he stared at Lex. "You make your own legacy and the world will judge you. Although with some people, they'll never you think that you'd measure up to their expectations."

"If that isn't the truth," Lex said, as he thought of his father and what he was up to.

After Lex was set on his way, Faora and Harry were up in Faora's office. They were currently working on a long term project.

"It isn't a project that you want to rush, is it?" Harry asked the woman and she shook her head.

"No, not if I can help it, I don't want to really rush it at all," Faora commented after a brief second as she shuffled through the papers that she had in front of them. "And I'll be honest, it didn't really take high priority until now, although it should."

"Given that you have been working on the pregnancy thing, that's understandable," Harry said and she looked at the notes.

"Yes, although Hippolyta managing to give birth successfully to Lyta managed to get things moving in the right direction," the woman added as she scanned the notes. "So the solution might be closer to hand than we think but…..I don't want to do anything halfway."

"And you know that I won't let you, when it's something like that which is on the line," Harry commented to the woman and she nodded, gripping her brother's hand. "But the cloning project…."

"I wish to restore Alura and Lara to their bodies, although that's not something that is done lightly," Faora said as she cupped her chin. "There was a way….an experiment that got lost. By all reports, Jor-El undertaking it but that died with Krypton."

"I'm sure," Harry agreed to her. "But you're far smarter than Jor-El is."

"I know I am and so are you, as is Lara, Alura, and Peve, and all of us are working together but we want a durable body without any genetic flaws," Faora said as she showed Harry her notes. "If we screw this up, the clones….well with cloning a Kryptonian, they might go a bit bizarre if you catch my drift."

"I see," Harry said as he closed his hand around hers, both of them thinking about the long term effects of this project.

"Long term project, and one I'm just getting back to, as I'm closer than ever before with getting the baby project down, but yet, I'm so far," she said as these two projects, they were her pet project.

'Harry, Miss Mercer is here to see you,' Patricia thought to him.

'Well, this should be interesting,' Karen commented, as she took a moment to rest in her office. It was one of their moments where the knowledge Karen and Jaime had of their world came in handy.

'It will be interesting,' Jaime corrected her friend, barely able to keep the smile off her face.

"Patricia, thanks, send her up," Harry called as she repeated the same statement over the intercom for Miss Mercer's benefit.

"So, she should be an interesting one," Faora said, checking the files that she had on the young female.

"She has a lot of potential, much of which she's fulfilling but we'll get to that when we interview her," Harry said, if Faora was impressed with someone, that was a pretty good start. It was not that she was picky, she just had high standards.

"Some people might think that it's odd that the CEO of the company takes a meeting with someone who is seeking a scholarship," Harry told her and Faora smiled as she shrugged her shoulders.

"I prefer to take a hands on approach, as you well know," Faora stated as a soft knock on the door was heard. "Come in, please."

The door creaked open and they were greeted by a girl of sixteen years of age. She had nice crimson red hair and vibrant green eyes, although a slightly different shade that the Evans-Potters shared. She wore a nice black blouse that was buttoned on and a jacket. She wore a long black skirt that stretched down past her knees. She wore a pair of silky and expensive stockings and a pair of high heel boots.

"Doctor P…." the redhead said and she stopped and staring at Harry.

"You must be Tess Mercer," Harry said and he reached forward to shake her hand.

"And you're….Doctor Harry Potter," Tess said as she lost all sense of being bold and daring for a brief second. She did recover rather quickly. "I was meeting with….well the other Doctor Potter….but….it's a surprise and an honor as well."

She looked him over for a brief second, trying to check him out discreetly. Harry did not call any attention to himself or what she was doing.

"The honor is mine, given how hard that you've been working, it's amazing," Harry said and Tess looked at him.

"Well, I….I didn't want to hold myself back, I wish I could have accomplished more, but….there didn't seem to be enough time in the day and besides, it's not as much as you accomplished, what you did, you're amazing, the standard that everyone should strive to achieve," Tess said without taking a breath.

"I'm glad that you think so highly of me, but we're not here to discuss my accomplishments, we're here to discuss yours," Harry told the redhead and she nodded up and down.

"Yes, well I've got everything in order," Tess said as she slid it onto her desk. Everything was prepared, even though if most of the information was a duplicate of what Faora already researched.

"You were very through, well done," Faora said, she had taken a special interest in this one and she was not disappointing. "And you've done most of the work possible to get your Doctorate as well, at Harvard."

"Yes, in Marine Biology," Tess confirmed as she nodded her head. The environment was a passion of hers and she was impressed with RAO's attempts to make a world a better place. "I….just think we can make the world a better place, and I'm going to do my part."

'Oh, can we please keep this one?' Pam asked, trying not to sound too eager. Something that she failed at. 'Please?'

'Down, Pam,' Harry said firmly but slightly amused.

"And you will with the work that you've doing, impression, it's nice to see such passion," Harry told her with a smile on his face. "Well this is all in order and I can tell you that there will be a spot here at RAO for you, once you've completed your studies."

"It would be an honor, sir," Tess said, finally acting a bit more business like and a lot less fangirl. It took her a few minutes to recover.

The group went over a few more things and Harry proceeded to explain the program that they offered.

"While you do have a good scholarship, it won't cover all your expenses, but here at RAO, we believe giving the youth of the world all of the tools that they need to accomplish their dreams and that includes funding," Harry remarked to her and she nodded in agreement.

"That would be great," Tess said as she was still somewhat in awe but she shook off those thoughts.

"And then when you receive your Doctorate and graduate, the grant will be generous as you can tell," Harry told her and Tess's eyes widened briefly as she looked it over. She whistled.

"Yes, you….you really know how to take care of people, don't you, Doctor Potter?" Tess asked as she watched him. "And this….will be more than enough for me to explore….and to take a look at what to do when I can explore the world."

"She is as great as you said, Alex," Harry said to Faora and she nodded with a smile, maintaining eye contact with him. Then he turned his attention to Tess. "And if there's anything that you need from us, don't be hesitate to ask. Our offices in Metropolis are always opened and Miss Starr and Miss Swann will pass on the message to me if I'm in my Gotham Office and I'll get to you as soon as possible."

"I'll take you up on that," Tess said, trying not to look too pleased with herself. "I hope to be seeing a lot more of you, Doctor Potter, sir."

"I'm looking forward to it, Miss Mercer," Harry said to her as she shook their hands. Despite her bold demeanor, she was still in awe. "Is there anything else?"

"Not today, no," Tess said after she racked her brain for anything but found nothing.

'So, she's one of the brightest prospects we have,' Harry thought to Faora, who nodded.

'Yes, although Miss Fairchild has potential, although she's a bit too young,' Faora thought back to him.

'She'd be perfect when the Academy gets off the ground,' Harry thought, already planning ahead, and Faora had to agree.

Harrison stood on the balcony, peering over London when suddenly he heard something rush him from behind.

He turned around and saw Astoria throw her arms around him, pulling him into a long and tight hug. The blonde held him rather closely against him.

"So you finished your hunt," Harrison said as he saw Astoria soaked from head to toe in the blood of the monster that she put down.

"Given what I caught the bastard doing, I don't think that I drew out his suffering long enough," Astoria said as she looked in Harrison's eyes. The two of them locked into a tender embrace, standing on the balcony. "But I'm sure that it was brutal, I'll give you the rundown later, but right now I want to run you down."

Harrison said nothing although her lips found his in a kiss. She would have knocked him off of the balcony had he not had good balance. He ran his hands through her blood soaked hair, using a few scouring charms to make her somewhat hygienic, although she was biting down fiercely on his lips and she ripped open his dress shirt.

She stroked his chest and nibbled down on the side of his neck.

"Well you're ready," Harrison whispered as he skimmed the edge of her skirt and she closed her eyes.

"Less talk, more action," Astoria said sharply and in response, Harrison pinned her against the wall.

"Remember, I lead this dance," he growled at her and Astoria nodded as Harrison's hands roamed her body. He pinned her roughly against the wall and she loved every moment of this.

"Take me anyway you want, just fucking take me!" Astoria begged him, biting down on her lip with the perfect combination of mischief and innocence. "Please, Daddy, punish your little girl for being naughty!"

Harrison stroked her hair and moved down her body. The woman's eyes closed as Harrison prepared to invade her although he was damn good at building up the anticipation.

Good things did come to those who waited however.

Astoria found her center invaded by Harry's fingers. Her nerves lit up, she had been worked up from the hunt, so this was something that got her motor running.

Her bare breasts were exposed with Harrison attacking them. Her back was up against the wall, quite literally. The woman whimpered in thinly veiled pleasure as he stroked her center. She lifted her hips up and down to meet his thrusts.

"Daddy, please, want you," Astoria moaned as Harrison took his free hand and smacked her ass which caused her to scream out loud in an orgasmic fury. That hit the shot as far as she was concerned and he kept stroking her heated mound, bringing even more pleasure to her body.

"And you'll have it," Harrison grunted as he stroked her heated center, the ministrations driving her to the edge of pleasure.

Her thighs spread apart and she was naked. Lust burned through her eyes as Harrison had his throbbing member out.

"Wreck my pussy!" she screamed and he rammed it into her at her demand, spearing her into the wall.

Her back hit the wall as her legs wrapped tightly around him. The blonde screamed at the top of her lungs as she dug her nails into the back of his neck.

"Oh give me your cock, Daddy, such a big cock, fills up your little girl, oh nicely," Astoria mewled as she grabbed onto his shoulder and sunk her nails into it.

Astoria lifted her hips to meet the thrusts of his cock, it speared into her body. Her mind exploded into so many amazing sensations that she could not have enough. Her back pressed against the wall accepted his rapid fire thrusts which stretched her out over and over again. She was experiencing every pleasurable sensation she ever remembered feeling and then some more.

"OHHHH!" Astoria shrieked at the top of her lungs as Harrison plowed her hard against the wall, her back cracking against it.

Harrison smiled as he explored her super tight cunt. It enveloped his cock so nicely, he felt her velvety walls rubbing against him as he held her up against the wall. His thrusts….they explored every nook and cranny of her body. The woman's eyes closed tightly and she whimpered in pleasure, so much pleasure, more pleasure than one could ever realized.

He was pretty sure that he heard a moan to do her harder and he roughly speared her center. He felt the woman contract around him and Astoria bit down on his shoulder to encourage him. His spears went deeper into her smoldering hot cunt and he kept it up, he kept working her over. She lifted her hips up and down, moaning at the top of her lungs, sinking her nails into his neck as he sawed away at her.

"Need this, want this," Astoria breathed as Harrison stopped his thrusts.

She whined but then was excited. She was handcuffed and shackled to the wall, made to go spread eagle. Harrison grabbed her ass and ran his hand down it, causing juices to pool between her lovely young thighs.

"More, more, in me, I can't handle it!" Astoria shrieked at the top of her lungs and Harrison teased her.

He sure knew how to get her all worked up. His cock was at the edge of her anal cavity and he grabbed her hips. He was this close to spearing himself into her ass. The woman's tight hole was this close to being enveloped and he rammed deep into her!

"YES!" Astoria screamed, feeling the pleasure explode and cause every nerve ending of her body to set on fire.

The fact that Harrison had her chained against the wall and was having his way with her, that was more amazing. Her hot juices pooled against the ground and Harrison rammed her ass hard as he could. Each thrust into her hot anal cavity mentally lit her up.

Harrison groped her delicious C-Cup breasts with his hands and he pummeled her ass from behind. His rod rammed her ass as hard as he could from behind. Her whimpering pleasure escalated as he had his way with her ass.

"TAKE ME, TAKE ME DADDY!"

Astoria screamed as she felt the pleasure explode through her body. Drool splashed all the way down her chin as she was this close to losing her mind.

One could say that Astoria Greengrass lost her mind many years ago but that was beside the point. He kept at her, hammering her ass with thrusts. He buried his member as far into her ass as it could go.

Harrison was fully intent to wreck her ass. He also played with her clit as he buried his cock into her tight buns against the wall.

Astoria chewed hotly on her lip as she felt more pleasure escalate from her, from head to toe. It made her feel this tingly sensation that could not be beaten. His cock explored her body and she whimpered hotly as he kept working his length deep between her buns.

Harrison sped himself up and rocked her ass. He was not going to quite finish that up and he felt Astoria's hand slip from the chain. It was a time dilation spell by his own design, where the chains would only hold for a moment.

That was so he could have her on the ground, pressing her face first into the ground. He roughly hammered her tightening bum.

"YES!" Astoria shrieked, once again feeling him go deep into her. She could not get enough of this.

"You want this, don't you, you love my cock in your tight bum?" Harrison growled as he rubbed her clit furiously.

"Yes, Daddy, yes, oh pull my arms back and fuck me silly like the little anal slut that I am!" she managed hungrily and Harrison marveled at her ability to say so much with what he did to her.

His balls slapped against her ass as he speared her tight rectum from behind. Her walls clenched him and he cupped her young breast, squeezing it. He bit down on the back of her neck and more pleasure exploded from her head down to her toes.

"HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER!" she begged him and Harrison kept up the hard fucking for sure.

"Such a dirty, dirty, little girl," Harrison breathed in her ear as he nibbled on her ear lobe and Astoria shrieked out in pleasure.

"YES, I'M YOUR DIRTY GIRL, FUCK THIS SILLY SLUT!" she yelled at him as Harrison plowed her deep from behind.

He had ravished her ass to the point where she was pretty sure that she would not be able to sit for a week. Harrison made her roll over, making her sit on that bare ass.

Astoria winced in pain but at the same time, her pussy dripped with hot juices. He marveled at it's wetness and Astoria was now down on the balcony, her back pressing against the cool stone.

Harrison had her pinned down against the ground and his cock slammed into her. Her hips bucked up with each thrust.

"More, more, oh sweet Circe, more!" Astoria whined as he hammered her into the ground. Her damp center was rubbing his tool fiercely and she thought that she was going to come undone with these amazing thrusts.

The dance was escalating in passion, every thrust, every ram, it drove Astoria to the point of pure erotic amazement, one thrust at a time.

"I know you love my cock, take it in you, take it all," Harrison grunted as he squeezed her ass and her center invitingly clamped around him.

"YES, GIVE IT TO ME!" Astoria shrieked as she felt her lover's cock spear deep into her center. The woman's hot walls were being brought to the brink of fulfillment, each thrust, it brought her closer and closer to the edge of where she wanted to be.

She could fall down to Earth right now and not even be bothered by it. As long as she experienced another more powerful orgasm, she was going to be happy. His twelve inches buried deep into her with the force of a jackhammer as he plowed her.

Astoria grabbed his arm and whimpered in pleasure as he rocked her center with his cock spearing as far into her as he could go.

"Cum, I need….please, I need it," Astoria whimpered as she felt so empty, so alone without his cum.

Good things came in those who waited, as Harrison gripped her thighs and pushed down into her. His balls tightened, never once breaking his stride.

Astoria screamed as Harrison emptied the contents of his balls down into her tight quim. She screamed out loud as Harrison roughly unloaded into her.

"GIVE ME ALL YOUR SEED, YOUR DIRTY GIRL NEEDS ALL OF IT, DADDY!" Astoria begged as she was about to pass out but she roughly bucked her hips up.

Her filthy words pushed him all the way to the edge. Harrison drained every drop of cum into her center, spilling his essence into her.

Astoria was laid out on the balcony, liquids pouring from every one of her holes. She was drooling mess but she still played with herself. Although that was about as much as she could lift her arm. The wizard lifted the blanket that that he had and covered her up. She would be able to find her way in. It must have been several hours before things wound down, at least that's what Harrison figured out.

He had put her through the paces, and Harrison walked forward. He noticed that there was something that was set up on his office desk. He took half of a step forward and held the card up in his hand. It flashed in the light and it took him a few seconds to recognize it.

It was a tarot card of some sort.

Morgaine and Circe appeared at that second, dressed in thin bathrobes. Morgaine was wearing black and Circe was wearing a purple robe but never the less, it clung to their bodies.

"Well that's interesting," Circe whispered as she eyed the card for a second and that got Harrison intrigued.

Gotham City was no stranger to mysterious ships turning up in the dead of the night for no reason. That's why this rickety ship showing up was not something that raised many eyebrows. Men dressed in casual business attire combed the upper decks of the ship but there was something that was far sinister in the offing.

The ship had the words "The Final Offer" sketched on the edge of the ship. And it was now anchored straight in the Amusement Mile side of Old Gotham. It was pretty much a ghost town right now and that was what the occupants of the ships liked. No one could bother.

"Blimey, I wonder what's taking the boss so long," one of the young men stated in an English accent. He had dark hair, obviously dyed, not that it would be admitted. He was around six foot two inches tall and built like a boxer. He carried a cricket bat in his hand and many people who had crossed the boss had gotten a bit too up close and personal with his little friend. His most distinguishable feature was his mustache, it made him like quite the ugly walrus.

"Relax, relax, we'll figure this out," the man beside him said as he showed up. He was rail thing, of about six foot and four inches tall. He was dressed for success with a tool belt on. He lit up a cigarette and paused before he continued in a quite stereotypical Boston accent. "Mr. Walrus, you know the boss, he'll take good care of us."

"Yes, Mr. Carpenter," the man known as Mr. Walrus did clutching his cricket bat in his hand. He had been taken in by the boss after what happened to his father. He had put that behind him and he swung the bat in his hand, carefully holding it. "Here he comes right now."

A helicopter flew over their heads and skidded to a stop, landing on the deck of the ship. The wind from the helicopter blades moved them as the men stared at what just landed on the Final Offer. Anticipation built up for the gentleman that was about ready to exit the helicopter.

A man exited the helicopter, he was dressed for success in a three piece suit with a nice stylish top hat. Despite the fact that it was not raining, he held an umbrella in his hand. Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot was there and he looked at his two main men who rubbed their hands together.

The other men buggered off leaving Cobblepot along with Mr. Carperter and Mr. Walrus. He looked at them through his beady little eyes, a wide and sharp grin spreading over his face. "Gentlemen, Gotham City, it's ours and ripe for the taking."

With Falcone having one off of the deep end and Maroni having been put in the clink, the Penguin was going to pick up the pieces and take control over Gotham City.

The men on the docks nodded as the crates were rolled out. They understand one thing. The Battle for Old Gotham was at hand.