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❝Finally❞

There's always been tension between the two of you, a will-they-won't they kind of vibe. Perhaps you're even romantically involved, if that's your way. But for some reason, you haven't taken the next step yet.

Now, though, you're finally ready to be sexually intimate.

How to Play:
★ Comment with your character and preferences.
★ Comment to others.
★ Play out the scene.

Prompts:
☆ First Time: This is your first time having sex, so it was something to approach with caution.
☆ Unsure: You're uncertain of your skill or prowess or even how to go about this.
☆ Uncorrupted: One of you is more innocent, younger, more inexperienced, and the other doesn't want to take that away.
☆ Differences: The two of you are different enough - perhaps even different species - that intimacy may be an issue, but you're ready to attack it head on.
☆ Taken: You aren't "together," and one of you is involved with someone else. This is the big decision to do an act that may be viewed as heinous.
☆ Forbidden: There's been no sexual contact because it's utterly forbidden, be it incest, class difference, enemies, etc.
☆ Realization: Maybe you'd been friends, but this is the first time you've really seen them in that light.
☆ Otherwise Distracted: Whether it be a job, a holy mission, or anything else along those lines, you've just been too busy to be with someone like that because it would take your mind away from what you have to do.
☆ Finally Free: Before, you just didn't have the chance. Now you do.
☆ Only Time: You were unsure before, but now, it looks like you'll only have this once chance to be together.
☆ A Long Time: You've been separated and it happened before you could get to the good parts. You want to pick up where you left off.
☆ Desperate: You've wanted them for so long...God, this feels so good, you never want it to stop.
☆ Romantic: You want it to be perfect.
☆ Waiting Until Marriage: Doing things all proper-like.
☆ FREE STYLE

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[Through his clenched teeth, he grinned at her response- the only woman he'd allow to talk to back to him. Well, at least in bed.]

[He wanted to endlessly kiss her, watch her breasts bounce with the hard jolts of her body, but despite the loud slapping of their pelvises colliding, he would get her what she wanted at a better angle. Pulling out, he grabbed her shoulder and threw her onto her stomach, the loud hallow metal floor echoing. Grabbing her by the hips he pulled her to him, spreading her ass as he drove himself into her slick pussy. On his knees he had better leverage to slam himself deeper inside of her. He felt animalistic as he dominated his love, his bare foot stepping on the hair on the back of her head while he fucked her.]

[A hand shot out to brace against the wall in front of her, the other one reaching back to find a part of him to sink her nails into. It was pain and pleasure all melted into one and she made a keening whimper as she felt him slam into her, biting her lip to keep the rest of the sound in because he was gonna have to work for it if he wanted it.

Not that he hadn't already by blowing open the joint and rescuing her, but that was then and this was fucking and she wanted to remember what it felt like to be completely his again.]

[Oh, she was sexy, even from this angle. He straightened out as best he could with bent knees, grabbing handfuls of her ass before spanking her with a hard smack that left the pale skin turning bright pink. He had slowed his pace briefly, wiping the sweat from his brow.]

How I've missed this! [He growled the words, staring down at her. Wetting his thumb in his mouth, he brought the pad of his finger to her exposed and twitching hole, grinning as he began to play with her.]

Not nearly as much as I have.

[He felt so damn good, stretching her wide and filling her with slapping thrusts. The sting of his hand on her ass had her moaning, feeling the heat from it before she felt that teasing thumb. It made her press back against him as much as she could from that angle, pushing on the wall to try to get him to fuck her harder.]

If I get out of this van without a bruise, we're gonna have a talk, Puddin'.

Oh yeah? And what would we talk about?

[His response casual as he feigned confusion.]

[Feeling her push, he pressed his thumb into the tight hole as his body took the signal to fuck her recklessly once more. He would squat this time, leaning forward in an animalistic fashion as his hips rutted into her fragile body. He reached forward this time, his foot having moved, and grabbed her hair with his free hand, feeling the contorting position wrapping her pussy against his penetrating cock like a glove.]

[Her head was pulled back, the weight on it removed as he replaced his foot with his hand, tugging her hair and making her back arch as she moved her hands to brace on the wall. It let her push back against him harder, feeling his cock in her cunt and his thumb in her ass. She squeezed both around him, voice strained from the angle her head was at.]

About how you're losin' your touch. Getting soft in your old age.

[She said it to goad him, to push him into proving her wrong. She danced along that fine line, needing more of him since she'd been without for so long. He might have broken her out, but she felt like she needed proof that he was still hers.]

Ooooh- now you're just-nnnpfh!- sweet talkin' me, dollface. [His drove his thumb in deeper then, feeling her squeezing and pushing back. She was toying with him and that sort of thing egged him on, but also got him closer to climax.]

Be a good girl and let-nnnpfh! Daddy fuck yer ass- hmmm? that'll get ya there, baby-

[It was far more of a warning than an actual request and she ought to know it. She'd been so wet that he wasn't worried about lubrication once he pulled out, still holding her hair as he used a free hand to guide his cock north to the tight hole he'd press into.]

Let? Now I know you've gone soft.

[She felt empty when he pulled out, nails digging against the metal as she arched her back, presenting him with the perfect angle for him to do just that. She felt giddy, head twisting against the pain of his grip on her hair to look back at him over her shoulder.]

Pussy.

[And that was when he would have slapped her had she been facing him. Her and that mouth of hers.]

[Pressing himself abruptly balls deep inside of her, he pulled her hair with a hard yank to get her as upright as he was. This allowed his hands to wrap around her neck from behind, and properly shut her up as he began to aggressively plow into her with her.]

[She let out a little yell, one that was cut off when he pulled her up and gripped her throat. The force of him sliding into her hurt a bit, but she wanted pain. Right then, she wanted to feel something after so many damn months of being alone. After losing him again and thinking he was dead. After getting a lick of freedom, then shoved back in a hole and left to rot. She wanted to feel everything, and that meant pain. She wanted marks of his fingers and teeth left on her to look at later to prove this wasn't a dream.]

That's it, baby. Show me how bad I've been.

[Her upright position nearly choked his cock inside of her, making him dizzy with the pleasure. His grip around her throat tightened as he grunted against her ear, biting the lobe as his hips thrusted and shook the petite body he held still.]

[His breathing was heavier now. Months had gone by without much sexual release; this sort of roughness with his woman was proving to be too much.]

Fuck-! [His eyes closed abruptly, fingers curling into her neck as he fought falling over that edge.] Ah- ah- baby! Ah!

[Her hand came up to wrap around his, holding him against her neck as she felt her air being cut off. There was that fuzzy feeling of almost passing out, the grey spots around the edge of her vision dancing as she squeezed herself around him, wanting him to get where he needed, wanting to feel him inside her.]

[He made short whimpering sound before he stopped fighting it. His mouth fell open as his sight went although he stared straight ahead. His hips bucked rapidly as he shot hot thick seed inside of her tight ass. He held himself inside her, balls deep as every nerve sparked and he was gasping for breath, completely unaware of her lack of air.]

[She felt that thickness in her tongue, the numbness spreading outward as he slammed into her. That sound was what she'd been dying to hear, that groan of pleasure by her ear as he came, as he filled her and made everything worth it.]

Pu--

[That was all she could get out before she started to slump back against him.]

[His eyelids were threatening to close when he heard her squeak and felt her shift. His hands immediately moved from her flushed neck to her shoulders, holding her steady as he was struck awake. His grin was wide as he turned his head to look at her, holding her against him, his face showing just a touch of color from the orgasm.]

Darling-

[Coughing, she drew in a deep gasp of air, laughing as she let it out. That had been close -- but totally worth it. Her arm came up and looped around his neck, her body pressing back against his as she turned her head to nip at his jaw.]

There's my Puddin'. There's that man I fell in love with.

[She hadn't come, not yet anyway, but that was okay. She would. Many, many times that night. But this was just about having him back right then. Knowing that the world had gotten a little better now that they were back together.]

[His head bowed, his Damaged ink touching her forehead as he continued to catch his breath. His chest would still rise and fall, but he kept her leaning back. They both knew he would satisfy her when they reached that bedroom and he'd get her screaming for him.]

Mmmm- Daddy's got his girl back.

You always got me, baby. Even when you don't.

[It made sense to her. She was his, even if she was locked up in a hole. He'd never find anyone in his life more loyal to him than she was. She wasn't in it for fear or money or glory. She was in it for him and him alone. You couldn't buy that kind of love.]

[To hold a woman in his arms who had fallen into an acid vat for him, the Joker knew that there was no one else who'd ever compare to Harley's loyalty and dedication. Her love was real and his for her as genuine as he could produce. They needed one another, even if he wasn't able to see it like that just yet.]

[[OOC-- Want to call this one a wrap? I adore these two and she definitely let him be more his awful self - I would definitely like to play them again!]]

[ooc: Works for me. =) If you ever feel you want to tag me again, please do. I've got a meme tracker in her journal. (I've also seen you inundated with Harley's so I don't want to swamp you)]

[[ooc- I will! and likewise! I've got the same tracker in his journal. I will seriously take ALL the Harleys and would love to be swamped! Most only tag about once a day (and understandably so with RL and all) so I'm really happy we got to really play and finish a thread! Yours is spot on <3]]

[ooc: Hah. It helps that I just saw the movie the other day. Thank you for the thread and I genuinely look forward to more. I love your Joker. ♥]

[[ooc= haha also helps that all of their scenes are on youtube since there's all of 10 minutes worth of footage. ;) Of course! And thank you! I truly look forward to more are well! ]]

[ooc: I'm hopeful for a Harley/Joker movie. I've been hearing things about a Harley stand-alone one, so he'd better be in it.]

[[ooc- without a doubt there'll be one. She's a goldmine in and of herself and it wouldn't be a proper Harley movie without him. I am looking forward to the Suicide Squad dvd because I hear there are tons of scenes and footage they cut out of the Joker.]]

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