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[ In the aftermath a comfortable weariness settles in him, though the surge of his desire hasn't gone very far. It never does when Harley's around, both of them more than capable of sustaining themselves through multiple rounds, even when it's as intense and messy as this one.

He blinks up at the ceiling, catching his breath and stroking himself a little through the beat of his pulse, then turns his head to watch her as she climbs up to stretch out beside him. He admires the glisten of come and milk on her skin, the bounce of her temporarily enhanced tits, though the slightly soppy grin he gives her has more than just lust running underneath it. ]

Not done yet. [ He slides his hand up and around his dick, still hard, pushing himself up a bit so he can lean over and kiss her. ] Still got something you can use here. Wanna be inside you when you come, baby.

[ she's still faintly aware of the throbbing between her thighs, like her body wants to remind her that she hasn't actually gotten off yet even if she's just absolutely covered in the evidence of his orgasm, and she reaches up to swipe a finger across the generous swell of one of her tits, collecting some of the wet, streaky mess he's left there before bringing it to her lips to suck off with a hum. ]

Tastes good. [ salty, but sweet too, where it's mingled with the milk still sticky on her skin, and she lets her hand drop against the mattress with a chuckle before the sound dissolves at the sight of him coming in close to lean over her for a kiss, the fond smile lingering on her mouth as her head lolls against the bed. ]

Oh, yeah? You got somethin' big I can use? [ when the thought occurs to her, she surges upward, giving his shoulder a playful shove, and then proceeds to clamber on top of him, swinging a leg over his thighs and glancing down at him with that smile adopting a tinge of mischief. ] Why don't I ride this gorgeous dick of yours, huh? Let you sit back and watch these things bounce? [ she reaches up to cup her tits from beneath, juggling them teasingly with a soft giggle on her lips, but the sound shifts to a groan as she feels where he nudges hot and thick against the inside of her thigh. ] Shit, I love that you're still hard for me, baby.

[ He might be content to just lie there and watch her lick and suck her tits clean, more than willing to help her do it. As always her presence feels like a wealth of things he's never thought to ask for, a grateful ache in his chest when he tastes the mingled taste of them both on her mouth, echoing her smile as she picks herself up and climbs easily on top of him.

Perched on him like this, it makes the difference in their sizes all the more clear. She hardly weighs anything on top of him, all warm curves and soft skin. He makes a low noise as she settles down, a little over-sensitive, his hands coming to rest on her legs spread over his lap. He's not sure what he wants to stare at most, the bright beautiful smile on her face or those bouncy tits. ]

Jeez, of course I am. You should see what it looks like from down here.

[ A shift of his body lets him rock up a little bit, his dick sliding against her skin, along the warm wet fabric of her underwear. It's enough to make him throb again and he pushes up against her, a little impatient. ]

C'mon, honey.

[ it's an angle that never ceases to make her feel powerful in a sense, like she's got this big guy at her mercy and between her thighs and the real kicker is that he's where he wants to be too. sure, there are times when she's more than happy to have him bear her down into the mattress, or bend her over and give it to her good from that angle, but she likes being on top to get to see the full gorgeousness of his size, his body, everything for her hands and mouth to caress — plus she can lean down and kiss him whenever she wants. ]

You should see what it looks like from where I'm sittin'. [ because the view is enough to still her for just a few seconds so she can savor it herself, dropping her palms to his front so she can skim them over his stomach, his chest, gently brushing her thumbs over his nipples. he's still wearing his shirt, but that doesn't matter; she can feel the warmth of his skin through it. her panties are still on, but all she's gonna do is hook a finger through that dampened fabric and haul them to the side. ]

I know you want it. Wanna be inside this tight body.

[ she coos it, not to condescend or belittle him but like she's trying to reassure him he'll get it soon, because the reality is she wants him too, just as much. one hand braces her on his chest, and the other snags her panties out of the way so she can line them up and sink down, down, down onto his cock, a gasp turning into a moan at the feeling of enveloping his thickness by one inch and then another and another. she only gets halfway before easing back and then rocks down again, pulling another sound from herself in the process. ] Fuck, your fucking dick feels so good every time.

[ It might surprise most people who see them together to find out how easily he's at her mercy, no matter what position they're in. Truthfully it doesn't take much for him to be happy like this, looking up at her, all of her slim lines and curves in the right places, her nipples swollen and pink against her pale skin, the dandelion puff of her hair making her look cute and a bit wild at the same time, a beautiful creature who knows how to use her teeth if she needs to. A woman he trusts more than anyone else. She could do anything to him and he'd be content or begging for more.

He groans under the touch of her hands, arching up a little bit so he lifts her from the bed when her thumbs find his nipples. It's almost better that there's still a few barriers between them, wet fabric getting stretched tight over yearning bodies, making it even better when it's pulled aside. ]

God, yeah, I wanna be inside you.

[ He's on the verge of being too impatient to stand it any more, but he lets her arrange herself, his gaze roaming lovingly over her glistening skin and the tracks of his come across her tits as she leans forward. Then she's pressing against him and everything else is just a side-note to the main event as he feels her body part around him, taking him in with slick heat and tightness, fitting into her perfectly inch by inch. It takes a lot of effort just to stay still, to not lift his hips up and fuck his way into her, but he manages, groaning and grunting softly with pleasure. ]

So good, Harley. [ All he can do is echo her words breathlessly, lifting his hands to cup her tits again, stone and skin touching her carefully, reverently, as she sinks down onto him. ] Wanna stay here like this and watch you get yourself off, baby.

[ maybe she's never going to be over how easy it is to wrap all of him — this incredible, strong, big guy — around her little finger. maybe she hasn't realized yet that when it comes to him, though, she's just as much of a goner, that he had her from minute one of her walking up to him in the market and licking those flavors off his heated skin. but it's probably obvious there in how she looks down at him, lets her gaze comb over the length of his body reclined against the bed, somehow managing to look both desperate and relaxed at the exact same time. he's honestly one of the best things she's ever seen in her whole damn life.

sometimes she wants to be fully stripped and naked against him, skin to skin. other times she likes that they don't bother to take everything off first, like they're so ready to fuck that they can't stop to peel it away. she'll worry about it later; she almost can't think when he says shit like that to her, his voice rumbling with need. ]

Never gonna be over how good you feel, never ever. [ it's not even just the size of him, although she can't pretend she doesn't love being slowly stretched around the girth of his dick, feeling him exist so snugly inside her, the way her inner muscles have to make room for him every time. sometimes she's not patient enough to wait for herself to adjust, wants to feel him fucking her too much, but right now she sways over him, takes her time in working herself down, rocking up and sinking again over and over until he's fully hilted. ]

Fuck, please. [ she realizes she could do this all night, just straddle his hips and ride him slow, not aiming for anything rushed or frantic. she can't remember the last time she wanted it like this with anyone but him, and she arches into his hands, filling his palms, her own fingertips bracing at his chest as she finally starts to rock back and forth. ] Maybe I'll just... just keep you here like this for me. See how many times I can come on this dick before I can't take it anymore.

[ Though he wasn't especially experienced before he came to Duplicity, he'd never really had cause to be ashamed of his needs either, the much larger problem of finding a partner willing to take a chance on a big red half-demon coming well before any issues around being too loud or too greedy. Now he's been given the chance and the encouragement to embrace that side of himself, he's just as shameless, not bothering to be quiet as Harley rocks gently down onto him, slick and hot and squeezing his dick just right.

He might have already come once but it's far from the first time they've kept going through one or even two orgasms each, supernatural amounts of stamina offset by her magical enhancements and the giddy drunken thrill of just being together. His cock throbs inside her and he can already feel his balls tightening again, urging his hips to rise underneath her even as he tries to stay still and let her use him however she wants.

His hands grip her breasts gently, thumb and fingers of his left moving to carefully squeeze her sensitive nipples and encourage more of that sticky wetness to arc out and splash against his chest, making his dick jump and pulse with need. ]

I'll do it, baby. Stay here for you. Be your dick you can ride whenever you want. [ He huffs the words out, low and gravel-toned. ] Touch yourself, honey. Like the time in the.. the ice hotel. Wanna see.

[ she still remembers the first time they'd ever fucked, hot and needy and desperate in the hallway of roman's club, but somehow this is almost better, because there's nothing fueling it other than pure existing mutual want, and maybe she's biased too — a lot biased — but she's pretty sure they've only gotten better at it since, especially when they're at home like this and there's nothing stopping them from loudly and openly embracing how good it feels. she wants to hear the sounds he makes every time, those deep groans that rise up from his chest as she seats herself on his dick.

his hips lift up enough to lift her a little along with it and she gasps before laughing, giddy and flushed with arousal, resecuring her purchase against the mattress with her knees resettling on either side of his body as she adjusts the rhythm of her grind, long and slow rolls that let her feel her cunt dragging tight around his shaft as she slicks him up even more, makes an even bigger mess of him.

his warm hands on her sensitive tits prompt another soft sound from her, and that moan stutters when he squeezes to milk her again, firm enough to prompt more of a spray than a drip to rain down on him, and she swears it makes her clench even tighter around his dick, makes her thighs judder as the delicious sensation steers her closer to her relief. ]

I know you like watchin'. Just like I like you watchin' me too. [ she sits up, leans back, a widening of her legs enabling him to get a better view as she runs fingers up the hilt of his cock before stroking where they're joined, where she's stretched around him. her touch finds the puffy bud of her clit, the metal pierced through it and she rubs herself slowly, maintaining that idle rock of her hips to let him see that movement. a moan hitches around the soft stream of words spilling from her lips. ] You're gonna make me come on this dick, Red. Gonna make me come — so hard.

[ It hasn't exactly been difficult to discover that he's a big guy compared to most people. Growing up, he found out pretty quickly in the locker room showers that he had something the other agents and air force guys talked about with a mixture of pity and envy. Over the years he hasn't had much cause to feel either way about it, but finding someone who loves every part of him with equal fervour, even when -- he suspects -- it's not exactly the easiest thing to cope with, has been gratifying in ways he can't really pin down.

He's careful as she settles onto him. As much as he wants to keep fucking her, he doesn't want to hurt her. Squeezing her tits gently between big broad fingers is enough to keep him distracted, warm rivulets of wetness running out over his knuckles and down his wrist.

When she leans back he lets his hands drop, framing the sight of her that still makes him a little dizzy, wanting a good view of where they join together, her body parting to embrace his. The brief touch of her fingertips over his cock makes him pull in a sharp breath, his gaze stuck on the movements of her fingers, unable to look at anything else. It's incredibly hot to watch her pleasure herself on his dick, her body still sticky and glistening with his come. He can't quite stop himself from moving, just slightly, keeping up that sliding slippery friction. ]

I want you to come, baby. [ He breathes out his agreement, almost reverent, stroking her thighs with his thumbs. ] God, you look so good.

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