[ Harley feels the tension start to slip away, things falling into place and happening more easily. Carver presses against her, and the reciprocation has her gasping in appreciation. She pushes her body into his touch as his hand slides up her shirt. Not all of Harley's scars are ones that can be seen, though she has plenty of those as well from both sides of fighting crime. She would have had some additional, very distinct scars, if the alien technology at Medical hadn't all but erased the wounds that Victor Zsasz had carved into her flesh. Those, she was happy to be rid of. The memory and her persisting nervousness around blades is more than enough.
Harley can't help but let her hands trace over Carver's exposed torso, noting the texture beneath her fingertips as they slide over the various peaks and valleys of his scars. Scars say a lot about a person's life and, perhaps, in this moment, some of his behaviors begin to make sense to her.
But then his mouth is on her again, hard, and the thoughts flutter from her brain like birds taking flight. Her tongue curls against his and another moan vibrates between their lips as she urges him onto the cot with her. She breaks the kiss reluctantly, breathing hard. ]
How do you want me?
[ What position, she means. There are plenty to choose from, and her mouth curls into a smirk as she adds: ]
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Date: 2022-09-28 02:45 pm (UTC)Harley can't help but let her hands trace over Carver's exposed torso, noting the texture beneath her fingertips as they slide over the various peaks and valleys of his scars. Scars say a lot about a person's life and, perhaps, in this moment, some of his behaviors begin to make sense to her.
But then his mouth is on her again, hard, and the thoughts flutter from her brain like birds taking flight. Her tongue curls against his and another moan vibrates between their lips as she urges him onto the cot with her. She breaks the kiss reluctantly, breathing hard. ]
How do you want me?
[ What position, she means. There are plenty to choose from, and her mouth curls into a smirk as she adds: ]
I'm very flexible, so don't be shy.