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[ He lets his head drop back on the back of the seat. Toe's curling inside of his boots as she takes him fully in. A loud groan rolled from him as she sped up and her hand cupped his balls. He hadn't expected that. Her name came out with reverence, while his long fingers smoothed her hair, teasing down her back over the shirt. While he would normally want to do more, his mind was fritzed out by the skill of her mouth.]

[ Her hand gently squeezed and rolled his sac in her palm, in stark contrast to the harsh suction of her mouth. Saliva was dribbling past her lips and down his length, dripping off her chin. The cab of the truck filled with vulgar wet sounds of her mouth on hard flesh. She moaned around him and squeezed her thighs together, hoping some small measure of friction would give her relief but it only made her want more. ]

[ the hand trailing her back, moved slowly down. Scarecrow heckling at him to him to do better, like the hypocrite Scarecrow is. His hand trailing from her back around to her stomach while she worked him, trying to get his hand under her to tease her.

Focusing on anything short of how amazing he felt, and how his blood felt like it was all rushing south and pooling pressuring at the base of his spine. Heavy gasps and groans of her name melting with the vulgar wet sounds. ]

[ Harley shifted positions so he could reach between her legs. It was a little uncomfortable but she didn't care. She added a swirl of her tongue around the head of his cock when her head was pulled back before each move back down his shaft. When he was fully buried in her throat, she took a gamble and grazed him lightly with her teeth at the base of his cock. He liked an edge of pain in his pleasure. ]

[ Once she shifted, Jonathan found it easier to get his spidery fingers to her folds. Teasing her as best he could while she worked him, she was well worth cutting his long nails off. His groans grew deeper as she took him into her throat, between the swirl of her tongue and the scrape of her death he was already feeling like his body was on fire. tensing some as his breathing became more ragged.]

[ She lost her rhythm for a moment when he started teasing her in return and she moaned around him. She pulled off him and stroked him with her hand, her other hand still fondling his balls, and nipped gently along his shaft while looking up at him. ]

Baby, you're distracting me!

[ The moan around him sent a jolt straight down his spine. Shifting his fingers to tease still despite the words she said.]

Darlin', no one ever said I played fair.

[ She laughed and wiggled her hips before leaning back over his lap and swallowing him all the way down in one smooth motion, getting back into the swing of it with even more enthusiasm than before. ]

[ Any further thoughts scattered as his eyes rolled back at when she took him back down again. He didn't stop his teasing. One hand working her, one returning to rest on her head while he tried to hold back the noises that spilled free anyway.]

[ She whimpered and moaned as his fingers played over her folds, teasing more and more wetness. This time he didn't distract her from her goal. She was too focused on winning this game. ]

[ He would lose this game either way, with her working him as wonderfully as she was, he stood no chance at all. Not with her skills. He was already nearing his end and little signs were starting to show. The way his thighs went more rigged, the hitched breathing between moans. Losing a touch of his rhythm in teasing her wet folds. ]

Oh, fuck, Harleen....

[ The signs of his approaching finish spurred her on. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked him off as hard and fast as she could move, one hand grasping the base of his cock. ]

[ That was the last push he needed, the hand resting on her head accidently fisting a little hard in her hair as he came hard with call of her name. They were lucky he didn't knock the trust into gear. His fingers momentarily stopped while his body froze with his orgasm.]

[ Harley had expected it, so she wasn't caught by surprise when he shot hot spurts against the back of her throat. She quickly swallowed, and kept swallowing until he was empty. When his orgasm had passed, she sat back in her own seat and wiped her chin on her stolen shirt. ]

[ He felt boneless after he had finished, almost super sensitive as she swallowed it all down. Sinking a little more in the seat. ]

Damn, darlin' I think ya just about sucked my soul out there.... I'll return the favor when we get home.

[ He needed a second before he could drive again.]

[ She giggled and threw him a cheeky wink before checking her makeup in the side mirror. There was no saving it now, her face was a terrible mess. At least she wasn't going anywhere tonight except home.

His home. Their home? ]

You don't have to, but I sure won't stop you if you insist.

[ he made an amused noise at her giggle and that wink. She was far too good for him, but he wouldn't humor letting her. He's wanted her for too long.]

You know I will. After the night we had, you deserve some pamperin'.

[ He had a few ideas floating around. But for now he took a breath and sat up, shifting the truck back into gear and pulling them back on the road. Still a bit blitzed out but he'd rather have them home than on the road.]

[ She fidgeted uncomfortably the rest of the drive home. She was still wet and turned on from before, all worked up with no relief, and keeping her hands to herself for even a minute was torture. The only thing that kept her sane was knowing Jonathan would take good care of her. ]

Maybe drive fast?

[ He shifted his eyes to her a moment, before giving a mischievous grin that looked more Scarecrow than Jonathan, but no switch had happened, his foot pressing down to the floor. Luckily they weren't that far, so the drive was fast, though he did have to slow to turn the old truck down the road to the house. Which was still lit up from when he left earlier.

Once he was out of the truck, he made his way around to meet her, not even caring that his belt was still open and his pants only held up by the button, they'd be off soon enough anyway. ]

[ She stumbled out of the truck, catching herself on his arms. The rattling of the truck at high speeds in her current state had been a trial, and she was flushed and almost panting for breath. ]

Jonathan...

[ He should have thought of that, yet, he hadn't. Drinking in the sight of her in such a state he made a choice then. Shifting to pull her up, he was deceptively stronger than his body looked like it should be, to carry her towards the house. ]

You poor thing, let the good doctor take care of you.

[ Harley let herself be manhandled by him, with complete trust. He was a medical professional after all. She grinned against the side of his neck and huffed a laugh. ]

Mmm whatever you say, doc.

[ Medical was a stretch, but he did claim it. Duel majors in Chemistry and Psychology did not a medical doctor make. Carrying her inside, and right up towards the couch, to drape her across it, half leaning over her as he did. ]

Whatever I say? My, what power you give me, Dr. Quinzel.

I know what I said.

[ She smiled slyly and reached for him. ]

What's the diagnosis?

[ He moved down when she reached for him, a knee keeping them from having their bodies perfectly put together. A hand slipping down to resume the teasing he had started in the truck.]

Oh, it is quite serious, profoundly serious indeed. I will need your complete faith in me to rectify this.

[ He half whispered before leaning in more to kiss her hard that worked into smaller quick kisses. He was learning new tricks from her. ]

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