[ 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. ]
[ Aside from the burning lungs, he was finding things out about himself in these moments. He didn't mind her pulling his hair, in fact it felt pretty good and distracted him from his need to breath. And just how hot it was to hear her above him, as muffled as it was between her thighs anyway.
When she shifted, nearly all of his focus shifted to her clit. That was clearly the cheat code he needed to memorize. ]
[ His fingers had his dick had felt good and she'd been sure to make pleased noises to encourage him, but her reactions to his mouth were on a whole different level. Clearly this was what really drove her wild, and she wasn't thinking about him anymore. Actually getting lost in pursuit of her own pleasure.
Her second orgasm of the night came on faster and harder now that she was still sensitive from the first. Her entire body shook and her thighs clamped against his head. She even lost her balance and pitched forward against the headboard with a thud. ]
[ Those noises were all catalogued in his mind for lonely nights, they really let him know when he was doing something right. The only downside to their current position was he couldn't really hear her clearly. And that was a loss he was willing to take, cause what he did hear? That sounded hot as fuck, and told him he was doing something right for Harley.
Even if she was doing most of the work, anyway.
When he felt her body shake and her thighs clamp down he started to struggle a little, he needed air, and he needed it now. Danger Will Robinson. Hearing the thump, he shifted his arms quickly, wrapping both around her thighs to try to pull her back on his chest some. Putting his strength in too it, just in case, she kept those thighs locked.
If she let him move her, he'd gasp for air a few times. If not, he'd try again before remembering to tap her thigh repeatedly. ]
[ She whined in protest but let him move her. The truth was she liked being manhandled in certain contexts, and this was absolutely the right context. His arms were great and she'd let him pick her up and toss her around aaaany time.
She sagged on his chest and panted hard to catch her breath. This time she looked at him with the biggest, dopiest grin. ]
[ For once he ignored the whine, he needed air more than not, moving her down until he could breathe. A few deep, shallow breaths taken. Feeling the oxygen pour back into his body.
One of those arms was dropped to hang off the side of the bed, the other draped across her back. He'd happily pick her up and toss her around in fun ways if she made that known, but for now. This was perfect.
That dopey grin was returned with a tired but amused one. ]
That. Was. Awesome! Like Totally fantastic, dude. [ His mind's image of 24 had vanished for now, but he didn't mind. This was the best, though he was down for the count for now. ]
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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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When she shifted, nearly all of his focus shifted to her clit. That was clearly the cheat code he needed to memorize. ]
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Her second orgasm of the night came on faster and harder now that she was still sensitive from the first. Her entire body shook and her thighs clamped against his head. She even lost her balance and pitched forward against the headboard with a thud. ]
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Even if she was doing most of the work, anyway.
When he felt her body shake and her thighs clamp down he started to struggle a little, he needed air, and he needed it now. Danger Will Robinson. Hearing the thump, he shifted his arms quickly, wrapping both around her thighs to try to pull her back on his chest some. Putting his strength in too it, just in case, she kept those thighs locked.
If she let him move her, he'd gasp for air a few times. If not, he'd try again before remembering to tap her thigh repeatedly. ]
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She sagged on his chest and panted hard to catch her breath. This time she looked at him with the biggest, dopiest grin. ]
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One of those arms was dropped to hang off the side of the bed, the other draped across her back. He'd happily pick her up and toss her around in fun ways if she made that known, but for now. This was perfect.
That dopey grin was returned with a tired but amused one. ]
That. Was. Awesome! Like Totally fantastic, dude. [ His mind's image of 24 had vanished for now, but he didn't mind. This was the best, though he was down for the count for now. ]
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Well, no, but that would have been cool.
Harley kept smiling at him, enjoying the sight of him with his hair a loose mess and his mouth and chin glistening wet all because of her. ]
You look so hot right now.
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She managed to get a blush out of him with that. The dopey grin refusing to go away.]
Dude, you're going to embarrass me here. Beside's you look like, fine as hell right now.
[ That hand on her back moving up to move a strand of her hair.]
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