revmeup | call me out

[ Once the TV was off, he shifted on to his side, an arm draped over her. He fell asleep within 20 minutes. Luckily, he wasn't the type to snore, but he did sleep pretty deep. Both from the drinking and the orgasm.

Around 9:30 his alarm went off. Moving to find his phone without getting out of bed and shutting his alarm off as he flopped back against the pillows again. It was the first night in a while that he didn't remember dreaming and slept right through. Though it was taking a moment to remember where he was, and realizing he was a bit hungover. Not quite ready to get out of bed yet.]

[ Harley grumbled into his shoulder at the noise. ]

Whuh th'fuh? Stoppit.

[ She reached across him to slap feebly around the nightstand at the first note and tried to go back to sleep when he shut it off. But it was too late, the damage was done. ]

Mmm. What time is it?

My alarm. [ He grumbled a little. As she slapped feebly across the nightstand. The phone abandoned to the bed as he laid there looking at the dark ceiling. Only a little surprised she was still there. ]

Nine thirty. You said checkout was at eleven. [ As he said it, he was honestly a little shocked he slept past 7. Sheila would already be up and realize the coffee wasn't made. Oh well, they'd be fine.]

Right. Right.

[ She sat up and stretched with a groan and a yawn. She rubbed her face and looked blearily around the room. ]

How ya feelin', champ?

[ When Harley sat up, Gary stretched some and rolled on his side to sit up. His head spinning as he sat up.]

Little hungover, what was in those drinks? [ He didn't feel that drunk when they got to the room, but this headache wasn't nearly as bad as some in the past.] How about you, Harley?

[ He needed to get dressed, but he needed a moment to sit there and let his head hurt.]

We've still got those beers if you need some hair of the dog.

[ Harley, on the other hand, was in obnoxiously good shape. She hopped out of bed to finish her stretch routine. ]

My thighs are a little chafed, but I'm great other than that. Do you remember last night, or were you way more wasted than I thought?

That might be a good idea.

[ He pushed off the bed to go pull one out of the mini fridge. Making sure not to get in her way. His morning run was SO cancelled. He snagged his pants off the floor to pull them on before he sat back on the bed, cracking the can open. ]

Right, right, beard oil. I'll add that to my list. Don't want that happening to you if we do this again. [ He seemed to be mostly awake now that he had moved around some. Watching her stretch while he drank, sitting on the edge of the bed.]

No, I wasn't too wasted. I remember mostly everything. There are bits from leaving the bar gone, but I've been far more faded before.

[ Harley helped herself to a breakfast beer as well and opened a pack of Twizzlers before she sat next to him on the bed. ]

Good. It would suck to have given you all that education and then you lost it in a blackout.

[ She gulped down half the can. ]

I know I keep asking, but are we good?

[ He reached out, a silent request for one of the Twizzlers. The breakfast of ...well not champions. But someone! ]

Oh dude, right? I'd be SO embarrassed of myself if I forgot any of that, not just because it was so totally awesome.

[ Gary was already beaming some, looking over. He offered a fist bump. ]

We're so cool, seriously. I wouldn't ever lie to you, unless, you know it was stupid important. But, seriously. We're cooler than cool. You good, too?

[ A man who gave her two orgasms in one night had absolutely earned himself an equal share of Twizzlers. ]

I am so good.

[ She returned that bump with a huge grin. ]

Blue croptop and pink miniskirt would not have been as good as me, so really it all worked out for the best. Don't you think?

[ Not too shabby for a nearly thirty-year-old virgin. But he had a hell of a teacher.

Her returning the fist bump? And sharing her Twizzlers, an awesome start to the day. Headache or not.]

Oh, dude, totally for the best. I don't even care if they might have been, which they so wouldn't have been. It was nice to just be with someone I know and trust. Definitely helped my nerves.

Awww, good, I'm glad! I knew you'd do just fine if you could get out of your own head about it.

[ She kissed him on the cheek before getting up to get dressed. ]

[ He chuckled at that, mostly because of how right she was. Not just on this, but in general. Since 24's death, he'd really started to question things he never would have before. It made life a little more difficult.]

You're absolutely right, Harley. [ That cheek kiss brought another grin to his face, finally finishing off the beer and setting the can aside. Grabbing up his suit shirt, he tugged it on and started to get dressed too. ]

You're right, that helped a little. [ His phone slipped in his pocket once he found a sock he lost in the bed and got in on. ]

[ Harley collected their hair ties and passed his over before putting hers up. ]

Next time you get down on yourself, just remember. You fucked the Harley Quinn.

[ Taking the hair tie from her, pulling his hair back into its normal ponytail. A bit messy, but he'd have to brush it out at home anyway. ]

Oh my god, when you say it that way, it's so epic. [ Gary held out a hand for a high five. ] Best night ever!

[ Harley happily slapped their hands together. ]

Love ya, man. Now start being nicer to yourself!

[ Gary looked pleased as could be when she slapped their hands together. ]

Love you too, dude. [ He had zero issues saying it to people he actually cared about. ] And I'm still working on that one, I promise.

[ Not like the guild paid for therapy for henchmen. ]

[ She took a moment to just look at him, all proud and shit. He'll make someone very happy some day. ]

I'm glad we did this.

[ She gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. ]

I won't be going to the meetups anymore, so promise you'll still keep in touch!

[ This night did wonders for his self-esteem. She'd really helped him out in more ways than she'd know. ]

Same, it was wicked nice. Thanks again, Harley. [ he added when she hugged him and kissed his cheek. He returned the hug and kissed her other cheek before she could pull away.]

That's gonna be a bummer, but totally understandable. I'll totally keep in touch, and same goes for you. I keep weird hours, but feel free to text me anytime. I'm always there for you, man.

Weird hours are better for me anyway. You know everyone in the Gotham scene is practically nocturnal.

[ She went looking for her shoes. Gary had left his by the door but she had kicked them off wherever, so now it was a fun hunting game. ]

Oh fuck, don't let me forget the blowjob next time!

I kinda noticed that, yeah. Totally cool, we've been mostly working at night and dealing with the renovations in the mornings.

[ Gary was dealing with the renovations, Monarch was just picking colors, wallpaper and expensive stuff to fill the jersey mansion with.

Buttoning up his tucked in shirt, he moved over to get his shoes to tug them on, looking back to her with wide eyes.]

Oh my god, seriously? Dude, you rock! [ He was so easily made happy.] But, I so get to return the favor, yeah?

We're already two to one, if we're keeping score.

[ Harley glanced at the time digital clock on nightstand. ]

Do you want one now? There's time before checkout.

Dude, I so don't keep score. Not when we're having fun.

[ That offer had him looking at his watch, then biting his lip. He finally shook his head some. ]

AS much as I want to say yes, and I SO do, I have got to deal with Manolo today, and I'll be tired as hell if we do. Total rain check though. I wouldn't say no to one more kiss before we hit the train station, though.

[ He knows himself well enough. If there wasn't something to keep him awake after getting off, he was SO going to sleep. This fool really thinks no one will notice he was out all night. ]

[ Harley ran her hands up his arms with a smirk. ]

Just one?

[ Then she'd better make it count. She pulled him close by the collar and kissed him breathless. ]

[ He was about to answer, but the feel of her hands running up his arms felt nice, and then she pulled him down, and he kissed her back. Taking a moment to turn them some, a moment where his uncertainty went out the window as he carefully pressed her back against the wall while she kissed his breathless. He'd always wanted to do that.

Only when they pulled back for breath did he mutter against her lips. ]

Did I say one? Totally meant a few... [ Greedy, sure, but she had been spoiling him since last night.]

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