Hey there Harley (Davejade)

Chapter III

Dave pays the check as if nothing happened and then heads out to the car. I'm ridiculously tense as I follow him, but he puts his arm around me as if to say, "It's alright."

We're very quiet and I feel the tensity in between us, but I feel confident enough to try and make a move. "Do, um... do you maybe wanna... stop over and watch a movie with me?" Alright, that went better than expected.

"Anything you want, babe." He opens the car door and I step in. We drive off after that.

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It's been about fifteen minutes and we're finally back at my appartment. Thank God. I head inside and go straight to my room, quickly throwing off my dress and hopping into my pajamas. Dave is already flopped down on the couch, looking straight at me (as far as I know. It's hard to tell with those damn glasses). I gently sit down next to him and he pulls me closer.

"Dave? What--" I try to say something, but he puts a finger to my lips.

He then grabs the remote and turns the TV on, searching for a movie to watch. I smirk, then quickly snatch the remote right out of his grasp. I casually proceed to change the channel as if nothing happened.

Suddenly, Dave pushes me down. He stares down at me through his shades, and I start shaking out of excitement. He slowly moves my wrists over my head, holding them down with his own hands... then he leans down....

My heart is either racing at supersonic speed or it's stopped completely. He smirks the tiniest little bit, and then presses his lips against mine. I freeze, completely shocked, and then close my eyes and press back against him. He gently places his hands on my stomach and begins to lift my shirt. I let out a near-silent moan, but he hears it and takes it as a signal to continue what he's doing. The ever-so-slick Strider manages to work his tongue into my mouth, and after some hesitation, I part my lips to allow him full access.

His tongue explores every little inch of my mouth, and mine begins to explore his. Without breaking the kiss, Dave slides his hand under my shirt and begins to knead my breasts, starting at the base and then fondling with my nipples. I try to keep my moans under control, but he's just... so good at what he does.

We finally begin to slow down, and I'm the one who breaks the kiss. Both of our faces are beet red, mine a bit more so than Dave's. He smiles and helps me sit up, then gently gives me another kiss.

"Hope you enjoyed that, Harley," he chuckles. "Think of it as a... sneak peek."

I push him playfully. "You're an ass, you know that?"

"Heh, not as big of an ass as you have though." I can just barely see him wink under his shades. I stay quiet, my blush refusing to fade. "You're pretty damn cute when you're flustered like this."

"And you're pretty damn cute when you lose control like that," I reply with an innocent smile. He gets very close to my face.

"I didn't lose control, babe. I've just been waiting for the perfect moment to do this," he whispers. I smile and kiss him once more before we cuddle up on the couch to watch our long-awaited (and slightly delayed) movie.