revmeup | call me out

[ The fact that Harley distracted him completely from Star Wars spoke volumes. And yet, right now he didn't care.

He hummed an approving sound against her skin, stopping his decent to take one of her nipples between his lips. He expected she'd guide him against if he did something wrong but for now he was just living out a fantasy he's always wanted to do.

The hand that had been there moved down to grip her hip, so close and yet so far away from its destination.]

Hey.

[ Harley arched under him and shifted her legs apart so he was between her knees. She gently combed her fingers through his hair and tangled them in his ponytail. ]

You can touch me.

Mmm?

[ The noise given to show he was listening as he so wasn't ready to stop playing with her chest yet.

His eyes shifted up her way when she gave permission before they closed again. It was only then that he slipped his hand between her legs, he totally missed her clit but carefully exploring and enjoying the feeling of totally having his hand against a real girl, a hot one at that. Harley was so wicked cool. ]

[ Harley let him blindly feel around for a while, not really getting anywhere but not doing anything that felt bad either. Eventually she decided it was time for another lesson and pushed herself up on her elbows. ]

Hold on, let's--

[ She parted the robe and pushed it away so he could actually see what he was doing, and guided his hand again. ]

Here. Like this.

[ Gary might have been fumbling, but he was enjoying it just the same. He didn't huff or bitch when she pushed up, nope. He sat up some on his knees to look down at her.

His robe abandoned at the top of the bed since it wasn't tied. All that was left on him was his socks and boxers.]

Goddamn. [ He whispered almost in awe, she was hot with her clothes on but like this? Naked, legs spread around him and tattoos on display? Epic.

He let her move his hand, studying and learning the feel. A goofy grin across his face as he learned from her. Porn only taught him so much. ]

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[ Her expression was getting a little fogged over as he followed her guidance. Everything so far had been nice but now she was starting to feel good. She swallowed a tiny moan and bucked once against his hand. ]

That-- yeah, like that. S'good. [ She sighed happily and let him take over again. ] I like how big your hands are.

[ And here earlier he had been worried about his ego being bruised tonight. That was so far from his kind as she bucked and sighed happily.

He flushed a bit more at her praise. If he wasn't already mostly hard, that alone would have done it. Keeping up the motions as she had showed him, only slipping his middle finger in after she spoke.]

Thanks, I like everything about you. [ It was cheesy but so true at the moment.]

[ She cooed as he slipped a finger in, her hips moved again and her eyes fluttered closed. Harley reached out and slipped her hand into his boxers to touch him too. Her hand is hot and soft around his erection. ]

This okay?

[ That coo was enough to tell him he was doing something right, but as her hips moved, he was working to get a second finger in at least until he felt her hand wrapping around his erection. A moan escaped before he could stop it. ]

Oh... fuck, no, that's fine, just not too much. Don't wanna... you know, before it's time.

[ Well, that was embarrassing, but he was honest to a fault with people he actually likes. ]

[ A delicious shiver ran through her as she felt the stretch of that second finger. Her hand moved on his cock in slow, even strokes. ]

Gary--

[ And then she was sitting up to kiss him again, moaning into his mouth as their tongues brushed together. ]

[ He couldn't even try to say anything else, hearing her say his name like that sent a shiver down his spine.

Kissing her back just as deeply, keeping the hand working within her going as his breathing got heavier between their kisses. ]

I've got a condom. In my bag. But we'd have to stop touching. [ She bit his lip, again. Her movements were getting harder, sloppier. She kind of forgot about being a teacher and just started doing whatever felt good in the moment. ] What do you want to do?

I've got one in my pants too. [ He muttered still kissing her as much as he could. That bite had him so tempted to say yes. ] I so wanna...

[ Yet, he couldn't stop himself from keeping up the motions of his hands, the way she was moving against him, and the way her hand moved were stronger than his will to pause and get one of the condoms.

He didn't usually carry one, but Harley had made comments that he grabbed one to be safe. He just didn't expect the night to lead to this. ]

[ She mumbled some vague agreement but didn't stop to let him get the condom. She was fucking herself on his fingers now and moving her hand on him to the same pace. The kissing was more tongue and teeth than lips and she moaned his name into his mouth. ]

[ He at least had enough of his wits left, despite the drink and horny haze, to keep moving his hand the way she'd shown him earlier. His thumb on her clit while the two fingers stayed in her.

24s jerring all but ignored for the sound of her moaning his name, he was gasping hers every now and then. At least here he could hold back some, but her hand felt so good that it was possible he might not make it, and right now he didn't care. This was more than good.]

[ Harley could feel herself on the brink of something but she just couldn't quite reach, and it was driving her crazy. She whined in frustration and twisted her hips. ]

Can you, like, curl your fingers? Just a little? I can almost-- Fuck, I want it real bad, Gary.

[ He didn't have it in him to reply with words, but that image of her twisting her hips and that whine? That's gonna be revisited on a lonely night or two. But the moment she asks, he does as she asks.

Curling his fingers while still moving them, the kisses stopped just to try and read her face to see if he was doing it right.]

Like that, Harley? [ He asked a bit breathless. Edging pretty close, but still fighting to hold back.]

Yeah, yeah, like that.

[ She made such high little noises when he hit the right spot. It was possible she was hitting a pitch only dogs could hear. Her eyes were squeezed shut, jaw slack and mouth panting, skin flushed, sweat beading on her forehead. He was definitely doing it right. ]

Can you--? Harder?

[ It was then, that he had to move his other hand to hold her other wrist and try to move it off, a quiet asks to stop despite how good it felt. He wouldn't fight her on that, though.

Hearing that breathy tone, he knew he was dangerously close to blowing. And yet, the way she answered was such a boost to his self-esteem. ]

I got you, Harley.

[ His words breathy, and heavy, but Gary shifted a bit for leverage and started to move his fingers harder, watching her with a little more ease if she had stopped touching him. Otherwise, his breathing would be more erratic trying to keep the rhythm while being right on the edge.]

[ Harley let go of him and fell back against the bed. Her fingers twisted in the sheets and she writhed under his attentions. She bit her lip on a long, low groan, and watched him through half closed eyes. Her pupils were blown out with lust, making her eyes look dark.

She pressed the back of one hand against her mouth, stuffing a knuckle between her teeth and biting down to muffle the cries as she came on his fingers. ]

[ Part of him hated the loss of her far too talented hand, but the rest of him knew it was for the best. He could focus on her and hopefully calm himself down some to not be a complete chump when he got the chance.

Not that a lot of thought was going through his head, not while he was watching her writhing, against the bed and move against his hand. This was so much better than porn. He wanted to tell her not to hold back her sounds, but he didn't get the chance. Watching her bite down on her knuckles, he kept the same pace of his fingers as he felt her tighten around them, not to throw her off, just drinking in the sight and sound of her getting off. ]

Damn, Harley. [ He almost cooed. ] You're amazing.

[ Only once he thought she was finished did he start to slip his fingers free of her, still in a bit of awe at how good she looked laying there. ]

[ Harley stretched languidly and sighed in the blissful afterglow of her orgasm. It wasn't earthshaking mind blowing action but, damn, he got the job done. She smiled at him with satisfaction. ]

Mmmm, yeah.

[ She is amazing, thanks for noticing.

Harley nudged him with her knee. ]

Condom. Go.

[ It might not have been earthshaking mind-blowing action for her, but for him, that was the most epic thing he's witnessed in a long time. That smile got a goofy grin in return.

How could he not notice?

That nudge got him moving, and a mock salute with the two fingers that had been in her.]

Yes, ma'am!

[ He replied playfully, shifting off the bed, to grab his pants off the chair he'd tossed them on earlier. With the robe off, if she looked over, she'd see the tattoo Gary had gotten after the Monarch's bachelor party.

Coming back with the foil packet in hand, a moment spared to kick off his boxers before he got back on the bed. Nothing too impressive, average size, maybe a bit more girth, but that's what she's got to work with. The dorky henchman was busy trying to get the packet so he could get it on. ]

[ She giggled at the salute and watched him go. She had her own tramp stamp so she couldn't judge him there. When he came back she reached over to stroke his thigh while he fumbled with the packet. She should say something real clever and seductive right now, keep the mood going. ]

Nice dick.

[ At least there was that, the less judgement the better.

The feeling of her stroking his though brought his green eyes back down to her face. That goofy smile returning before he laughed. Still just having fun with it all.]

Oh my god, I never thought I'd hear that.

[ finally getting the condom out and slipping it on, he looked down at her. He'd waited so long for this moment and now it was both exciting and terrifying.

Leaning over her, to rest his weight on one of his arms. ]

Ready? [ That nervousness in his tone while lining himself up. At least 24s whooping was distracting him from blowing right there from being so close.]

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