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[ It feels so good every time they do this, no matter what they're doing, that he's sure he's never going to get bored of feeling her body against his, her mouth or her hand or anything else on him. When he comes it's not the hot, desperate orgasm that they've taken each other through more than once, he's not shaking and trembling just to try to stay conscious, but in some ways it's better even if it is quieter, a surge of welcome pleasure that arcs through him and leaves him feeling warm and sated. There's no chemicals or magic involved, just the two of them, just Harley getting him off, sharing herself with him. And that's good. Really good.

He takes a moment or two to catch his breath, grunting softly as she slides off his dick, and looks down to meet her eyes, something in his heart turning over to see her looking at him like that. ]

Mm. Feels pretty good to me too, sweetheart. [ There's no question about kissing her; he leans in to capture those soft lips against his, wanting to taste himself on her tongue, the feeling of it drawing another groan from him. His hand drifts to gently cup her backside, unable to keep himself from touching her every moment that he can.

Explosions and shouts from the movie draw his attention back to what they were supposed to be doing. Pulling back a little, he glances over at the TV. ] Guess we'll have to watch this one over again.