Snowed In Meme

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The Snowed In Meme

What a perfect meme for winter amirite. You were just having a normal day out when an angelical snow shower hits you... hard. And now you're trapped with someone else until it passes by. Are you at a cafe? A bookstore? School? In the middle of crime-fighting? Location, duration and snow intensity are all up to you!

Rules:

• Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed.
• Tag other people
• Have fun!!

 

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[hosannas_of_anguish]

Her movements were rewarded with a groan from within him, spilled between their slow deep kiss. Shifting his hips to meet her while she rolled her own. A burst of lust shooting down his spine as he gave into her.

[revmeup]

Harley gasped when he met her hips and it turned into a giggle. "Are you getting warmed up?" she mumbled against his lips, before nipping at his mouth. She pushed the onesie off his shoulders to make it easier for her to untuck his shirt and work on getting into his pants.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"Mmm, I do believe I am." He managed to keep his voice even. Which took some work; honestly, she knew how to wreck him. Shifting to help her get the onesie off his shoulder. Kissing and groaning the nip while she worked. "Harleen..."

[revmeup]

"I love snow days," she said as she trailed her mouth down his neck. "Cozy fire and pretty snowflakes."

Her hands weren't ice cubes anymore, but her touch was still cool on his skin. She slid her hands up his shirt and dragged her nails down his sides as she ground against his lap. Clearly, she was in a mood to take her time driving him crazy.

"Nothin' to do but each other."

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"You can love then, I'd rather just love you." Scarecrow fed him that line, but it was true and a good one. Neither would ever be fond of the snow, but Scarecrow was more likely to go out and play in it with her if he could bundle up enough.

He had been hiding near the fire in a sweater as a shirt and jeans under the onesie, with a blanket. His skin was warm for once. Almost like they had traded off. The cool feel was enough to raise the hair on his arms, a groan followed. Between the mixed sensations and her grinding on his lap, how could he not fall?

"Mmm, got me there."

[revmeup]

"You do love me," she said, and there was still a note of wonder in her voice over it. Her fingers drew light circles around the head of his cock as she bit into the junction of his neck and shoulder.

"Stern stoic scary Dr. Crane just falls apart 'cuz of little ol' me and I'm the only one who gets to see you like this. D'ya know how fucking hot that is?"

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"I do, Harleen, I do love ya." His accent as always got thicker as the arousal washed over him, breath hitching as she drew those light circles, but it was the bite that earned her a true moan pulled from within. He loved a bit of pain.

"No... no not at all." He murmured his hands moving up to hold her head where it was. "Do it again, darlin' please."

[revmeup]

"I'll do it as many times as you want."

Harley's fingers curled around his cock and moved in slow, light strokes. She kissed and licked the spot before biting again, harder than before, and sucked at the tender skin to make a vivid bruise.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"God, yes, darlin', jus' like that."

The light strokes just slow enough to already have his body desperate for more. He spoke nearly breathlessly, dropping his head back on the back of the couch to give her more room and to simply enjoy the sensation. At least he wasn't planning to leave the house for a few days. Hickeys were not something he wanted anyone but her to see.

[revmeup]

"What else do you want?" She moved to a new spot on his neck, just under his ear, and bit again. "Beg me for it."

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"More..." Came out in a heavy pant as he shifted as the new bite sent a shot of pleasure down his spine. "God, Harleen, stop teasin' me, please, y'er killin' me here." He didn't even know what he wanted her to do just to do it.

[revmeup]

Harley giggled in his ear and dragged her teeth over his earlobe. Her thumb smeared through the bead of liquid forming on the tip of his cock and brought it to her lips, making sure he saw her taste him. "More what?" she pushed.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

That sight pulled another groan from him. "Y'er a bloody tease, ya know that?" He grumbled without bite. How could she be so devilishly good at pushing him to that deep need...

"Fuckin'...ugh, come on Harleen, stop teasin' me. Ya know how bad I want'cha just get on with it." Protest as he did, the twitch of his cock in her hands shows he's not really that upset. He was enjoying the teasing but it was his nature to be contrary more often than not. "Either, jack me off, or get on, somethin' this ain't enough!" A hitched breath followed his words as his back stiffened a bit.

[revmeup]

Harley laughed again and shifted so that the tip of his cock was pressed against her hot wet folds. And she stopped there, holding the moment and denying him relief.

"Say please," she cooed.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

She managed to get a glare from him even as hard and needy as he was at that moment. It only took a moment of feeling his cock against her wet heat before he gave in. "Fuck, fine! Please, Harleen, goddamn, don't wait! Please, darlin' come on!"

[revmeup]

Harley's lips curled into a vicious grin and she eased down his length at an agonizingly slow pace. Once she was flush against him, she wiggled minutely and slid her tongue into his mouth to stifle his complaints.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

All of his complaints died between her lips, a groan was all that came as she slowly lowered herself. It took everything in him not to grab her hips and try to slam her down. He looked as if he could melt with relief while meeting her kiss with a desperate need.

[revmeup]

"Mmmm."

Harley's hips twitched once before she could stop herself and the effort of making herself hold still sent a shiver down her spine. When she wanted to take it slow, she turned it into a torture.

"I love you like this."

[hosannas_of_anguish]

Jonathan groaned a little frustrated into the kiss. Wanting nothing more than for her to move, but something in him demanded he not try to take control. There was something undeniably attractive about her holding the control and the speed.

"You're a cruel mistress, Harleen."

[revmeup]

She laughed and wiggled on him. Her fingers pushed his hair back and she pressed their foreheads together.

"Do you wanna make love or do you wanna fuck?"

[hosannas_of_anguish]

Peering up into her eyes as he tried to keep any semblance of his control. A shutter rolled through him.

"Both, ugh, both. Fuck, yeah, lets do this. Come on, darlin'. I need ya"

[revmeup]

Harley's fingers curled in his hair and pulled right as she started moving. Slow deep motions that held him tight.

"Go on, Jonny, let go. Lemme see you fall apart for me."

[hosannas_of_anguish]

Jonathan gasped, the desire and need growing with the jolt her pulling his hair gave. The slow motions agonizing as he tried for one more moment to keep control but as she spoke that control snapped.

"Oh god yes." was all he grumbled out before his hands moved up to her hips to force her down harder. if she fought he'd try to thrust up to meet her, either way, there was no way his hips were staying still anymore, His spidery fingers holding her hips in their grasp as he groaned dropping his head back on the back of the couch at the feeling of her around him.

[revmeup]

"That's perfect. You're perfect."

Her thighs clenched and squeezed his sides, adding driving force and speed to her motions to meet his need. She dipped her head to kiss him, hot and messy, a soft crash of mouths.

[hosannas_of_anguish]

"Nah.... that's you." He breathed out head still against the back of the couch until he saw her dip down, leaning up to meet her as he kissed her with a need reserved only for her. His hips now slowing in the least as a moan spilled between their lips.