Passion And Letting Go

Harley's Point of View

Harley tapped her finger on a desk, waiting for Joker to answer. When he finally did, Harley couldn't hold back a muffled giggle, as a man put his head in the crook of her neck.

For once in her life, the sex wasn't as violent as before. It was loving most of the time, gentle and rough all at once, even when he lay a hand on her face to caress it. He always studied her face, while he pounded into the Ex- Doctor, watching the way her face scrunched up at first. Harley sighed dreamily, then remembered the phone in her hand.

The Joker growled into the phone, hearing a soft moan escape her throat. "Jack, I called to tell you I'm done. I don't want a thing to do with you now. You drove me insane, then drove me back. And, I thought you should know, the child is Batman's. Oh yeah, Fuck you. Thanks for fourty-three miscarriages in the duration of ten years. It was my absolute dream to have a little part of me die every time I lost a child." Harley said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Surprisingly, after she had been declared sane, her accent vanished. Maybe it was a part of the persona she played...

Harley hung up, then felt tears in her blue eyes. She felt the man slide a hand onto her hip, he was gentle, and she could tell he wanted her. To be honest, she wanted him back. Just because he was gentle didn't mean he couldn't take charge. Oh no, this man may have tried to be gentle, but he seemed to underestimate his strength, and often left bruises on her soft skin.

What could she say? She liked nothing more than a take-charge man. Harley felt him pull her up off the chair, liking the heat that rolled off of him, into her body. Standing up straighter and pushing herself against the man, Harley stood on her tip-toes, to kiss him. Grunting, the figure parted her lips with his tongue, relishing the taste of her. The male longed to taste all of her.

"Batman!" Harley gasped breathily, separating from him as he moved the hand that was not on her hip up her leg. He could feel how hot she became the closer her got, then smiled. Batman backed away from her, to take off his suit painfully slow. All that remained was him mask and his boxers, as he slowly unbuttoned her fancy red blouse with skillful hands. When her shirt joined his armored clothes, she smiled at him. Her grin was abnormally large, which only made him work faster to remove her bra.

He seemed to be having issues, so Harley helped him by unhooking the back and sliding it down her arms. The blonde moaned as he took her breasts in his hands, Harley licked her lips, slowly to make sure he noticed. Of course, he did and took it as a hint to move his mouth down to Harley's chest. The woman felt his breath, making her shake with anticipation.

Harley let out a soft whine as his tongue swirled around her nipple, the half-naked woman let out a quiet yip noise as he nipped it. Batman rolled the neglected nipple in his fingers, then removed his mouth from the other. Replacing it on her mouth, after a moment, he went back to work on her chest, this time with the opposite side.

Harley couldn't help but rub her knee against his 'Happy Spot', noticing his slight erection. She pushed Batman away, then smiled evily. Today was going to be a fun night, for both of them. In a way, she was happy Batman connected with her so well, like they were made for each other, be it in a sexual way or not.