revmeup | call me out

[ Harley knelt on the edge of the bed and ran her thumb over his lip. ]

You want me to lay down or sit on your face?

[ He shifted to lay back down. It was an easy choice. ]

Come on, up here, if It's too much, I can tap your thigh or something.

Good answer.

[ Harley crawled across the bed and braced her hands on the wall. She position herself so his head was between her knees. ]

You ready?

[ 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. ]

Cool.

[ 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.]

[ Harley took that pleased noise as the okay to really go for it, so she let him take more of her weight and snapped her hips harder.

If he dies, he dies. ]

Ooooh shit, I've missed this!

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[ 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. ]

Ohhhkay, okay, that's-- Wow.

[ 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!

[ 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. ]

[ Now that 24 had witnessed his best friend's totally epic end to virginity his spirit could be at peace and he finally could go to his eternal rest.

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.

[ That would have been a pretty good way to head off to the afterlife.

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.]

[ She slid off him with a blissed out sigh and cuddled up to his side. ]

Now we both need a shower, but I gotta catch my breath first.

[ She ran her fingers through his hair and licked the remains of her pleasure off his face, and then pulled him into a deep slow kiss. ]

[ He was so completely down for the post snuggle. He did give a tired chuckle though when she mentioned the shower. ]

Yeah, we totally do. Hot as you are right now and all... but I gotta catch my breath too.

[ And yet, he kept looking tired and content as she licked the traces of her juices off of his face. He shifted just a little to meet that slow, deep kiss. Yeah, he was a quick learner for sure. Already putting what she taught him to use as he kissed her back.]

[ They make out for a while like that, a nice bookend to how this had started. When she got an idea, she pulled away enough to snatch her phone and snap a quick selfie of them cuddling on the bed. Then she sent it to his number and tossed her phone away again. ]

For later, when you think maybe you dreamed the whole thing.

[ She smiled and booped him on the nose. ]

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