[ Harley held him as he shuddered through it and caught his breath. She smoothed his hair back and kissed face. And when he was recovered, she raised her hand for a high-five. ]
[ All those little comforting motions made it all the better to come down from. As he was recovering and she offered that high five he returned it before slipping free and flopping back on his back. He'd deal with the condom in a moment. Now was just basking time of how awesome he felt. ]
Dude, Harley, your the best friend a guy could ever ask for. [ that dorky grin offered her way. Moments like these he wished he still smoked. He'd give. That up when a nagging voice that now lived in his head got himself blown up.]
Fuck yeah I am. Told you that you'd get laid tonight. We can even go for another round if you get a second wind. Check out isn't until eleven.
[ She flashed him a smug smile before rolling into his side for a postcoital cuddle. What she actually wanted to do was hop in the shower and finish herself off real quick, but it was important for him to learn good habits early. ]
So how are you feeling now? We're still cool, right?
I totally didn't expect this. Just so you know, not that I'm ungrateful, I'm so fucking grateful, Harley. So taking a rain check on that other round once I can.
[ He moved an arm to make snuggling easier, and so he could hold her close. A kiss dropped to her forehead as best as he could. She was teaching him all kinds of good habits, and this was one he definitely liked. ]
Dude, better than I think I've felt in years. We're absolutely cool, you're my friend, that's so not changing.
[ He kissed her back, but couldn't help the tired chuckle that followed at that cartoonish action. She was adorable, and he was still watching her. ]
Oh dude, no worries, as hot as it would be to ask to watch, I so get the shower being better. Though if you need any help or anything I can do, I got you.
[ Not that he even wanted to sit up right now, but he so would. ]
[ Gary's eyes looked her over a second. Pondering it, both sounded good. Better than good. He pushed himself up enough to pull the Condom off, and lean over the edge of the bed to toss it in the trash before looking back to her.]
Dude, both of those sound amazing, worn out or not. Come on, ladies choice, what would you rather do?
[ As she crawled up he reached back to pull his hair down, so the ponytail holder wasn't digging into his neck, the tie tossed over on the night stand as he watched her move up and brace herself. ]
Totally ready, Harley.
[ He moved his hands up to rest each one on one of her thighs, not to hinder her but to just be able to hold and grip her from below. ]
[ She lined up with his mouth and lowered until she could feel his lips on, well, her lips. The stubble on his face rubbed the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs in a kind of wonderful way. ]
[ He would have mirrored that sentiment, but the second her lips touched his, he shifted his chin a little, taking an experimental lick between her folds. Keeping in mind where she'd showed him to touch her earlier.
A hand being pulled back down, realizing that he might want it in a moment. For now, he was busy experimenting to see what she liked. He pretty much expected if he did something wrong, she'd correct him.]
[ Harley rocked her hips experimentally, grinding against his mouth and sometimes bumping his nose with her clit. She was giving him time to get used to the new position as she felt out the right configuration. Once she had figured out the angle of approach, she settled her weight and started riding his mouth in earnest. ]
[ Gary wasn't too worried about holding her weight or the way she started to ride his lower face once she seemed to find the way she wanted to move.
Working his mouth on her as she shifted. A pleased noise escaped him. Oh he was having fun with this. The hand he had moved shifting under her for now, but not yet putting it to work.]
[ if he got worried about her smothering him or killing him, he'd tap out, or try to lift her up a moment. As it was he's survived plenty he shouldn't have.
There was something exciting about the whole thing. Trying to time his breathing for the quick moments she was drawing back to snap her hips forward.
Those words were sending another shock of arousal through him. Sure it hurt, but sometimes pain was good. And if someone she bruised his nose, he'd claim he got in a bar fight, no one would question it.]
[ Surviving a night with Harley might give him more street cred than a bar fight.
He couldn't see her expression for cues so she made sure to be more obvious with her sounds of pleasure. Whimpers, moans, coos, stuttered oaths. She kept one hand pressed to the wall and moved the other to a breast to twist and pull a nipple. ]
[ He always tended to ignore the talk some of the other henches made about her. He knew how rumors flew in the hench circles, and he always figured if she wanted him to know something. She would tell him.
He couldn't see much of anything but her skin and and stars behind his eyes when she bucked forward now and then. Those sounds told him he was doing something right. Next time he could try to experiment more, this time he was just trying to keep from smoothening, ending up with a broken nose, and to keep working his mouth and tongue against her as best he could.]
[ Harley started moving her hips in small circles as she ground down on his tongue. The muscles in her thighs were getting tight with a tiny tremor. She reached down and gripped his hair in both hands as she rode his face. ]
[ it was when she gripped his hair that he started to realize how much harder it was to breath, and yet, he was so willing to keep trying. He hadn't tapped out yet. But he did grip one of her thighs with the arm he hadn't moved earlier. Silent encouragement. His eyes closed as he kept at it.
His lungs burned a bit and he was tempted to move her but his minds eye gave him the image of 24 clapping his hand angry telling him to not move. To not be a chump and keep going. He's stayed under water longer than this.
And with that in his mind he relaxed the hand on her thigh to let her do what she needed. ]
[ They had almost found the magic combination. Her fingers tightened in his hair and she shifted just a little bit so his focus was on her clit. A sudden shudder ripped through her body and she gasped. ]
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Nice.
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Dude, Harley, your the best friend a guy could ever ask for. [ that dorky grin offered her way. Moments like these he wished he still smoked. He'd give. That up when a nagging voice that now lived in his head got himself blown up.]
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[ She flashed him a smug smile before rolling into his side for a postcoital cuddle. What she actually wanted to do was hop in the shower and finish herself off real quick, but it was important for him to learn good habits early. ]
So how are you feeling now? We're still cool, right?
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[ He moved an arm to make snuggling easier, and so he could hold her close. A kiss dropped to her forehead as best as he could. She was teaching him all kinds of good habits, and this was one he definitely liked. ]
Dude, better than I think I've felt in years. We're absolutely cool, you're my friend, that's so not changing.
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[ Harley smiled at him and raised his hand to her mouth so she could lick the taste of herself off his fingers, then bit playfully at a knuckle. ]
It was fun, and I'm not just saying that cuz we're friends.
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Oh my god, that's so fucking hot.
[ His eyes staying on her with a goofy grin.]
I'm glad to hear that, I prefer the honesty.
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I'm still kindaaa... Gonna hop in the shower and rub one out.
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Oh dude, no worries, as hot as it would be to ask to watch, I so get the shower being better. Though if you need any help or anything I can do, I got you.
[ Not that he even wanted to sit up right now, but he so would. ]
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[ She tipped her head and gave him the once over. ]
... or maybe you wanna eat me out?
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Dude, both of those sound amazing, worn out or not. Come on, ladies choice, what would you rather do?
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You want me to lay down or sit on your face?
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Come on, up here, if It's too much, I can tap your thigh or something.
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[ Harley crawled across the bed and braced her hands on the wall. She position herself so his head was between her knees. ]
You ready?
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Totally ready, Harley.
[ He moved his hands up to rest each one on one of her thighs, not to hinder her but to just be able to hold and grip her from below. ]
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[ She lined up with his mouth and lowered until she could feel his lips on, well, her lips. The stubble on his face rubbed the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs in a kind of wonderful way. ]
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A hand being pulled back down, realizing that he might want it in a moment. For now, he was busy experimenting to see what she liked. He pretty much expected if he did something wrong, she'd correct him.]
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Working his mouth on her as she shifted. A pleased noise escaped him. Oh he was having fun with this. The hand he had moved shifting under her for now, but not yet putting it to work.]
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If he dies, he dies. ]
Ooooh shit, I've missed this!
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There was something exciting about the whole thing. Trying to time his breathing for the quick moments she was drawing back to snap her hips forward.
Those words were sending another shock of arousal through him. Sure it hurt, but sometimes pain was good. And if someone she bruised his nose, he'd claim he got in a bar fight, no one would question it.]
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He couldn't see her expression for cues so she made sure to be more obvious with her sounds of pleasure. Whimpers, moans, coos, stuttered oaths. She kept one hand pressed to the wall and moved the other to a breast to twist and pull a nipple. ]
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He couldn't see much of anything but her skin and and stars behind his eyes when she bucked forward now and then. Those sounds told him he was doing something right. Next time he could try to experiment more, this time he was just trying to keep from smoothening, ending up with a broken nose, and to keep working his mouth and tongue against her as best he could.]
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His lungs burned a bit and he was tempted to move her but his minds eye gave him the image of 24 clapping his hand angry telling him to not move. To not be a chump and keep going. He's stayed under water longer than this.
And with that in his mind he relaxed the hand on her thigh to let her do what she needed. ]
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[ They had almost found the magic combination. Her fingers tightened in his hair and she shifted just a little bit so his focus was on her clit. A sudden shudder ripped through her body and she gasped. ]
Wowie wow wow! Yeah, right there, that's it!
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