Red and Black (A Harlivy Story)

Chapter 23: Foreplay

Note (from the past): I've been trying to put this off, but here you go.  I haven't written smut-esque stuff before, so I'm warning you; it could bad...

They stayed in that position, hesitant to move away from each other. Ivy's whole body tingled under the embrace of the blonde. Overwhelmed by the wave of emotions, she reluctantly moved back, moving her arms around the nape of the woman's neck. Even with her bruises and cuts, Ivy found her breathtaking. Nothing could compare to this woman; nothing as remotely beautiful. Her eyes, glistening under the dim table light, alluded Ivy closer until she was only a few millimetres away from the cherry red lips that she so wanted to...She shook her head slightly, ridding her mind of those thoughts.

Don't do this Ivy. Don't. Don-

Pamela inhaled sharply as she felt the soft touch of Harley's finger on her back, making her neck hair stand on end. The slow circles made its way upwards from her shoulder blade to her neck, causing a shiver to run up her spine, increasing her heart rate rapidly. Her eyes wandered back to Harley's lips. Temptation was getting to the better of her. Harleen bit her bottom lip, causing Ivy to buckle. Pamela crashed her lips onto the blonde's, as she wrapped her hands around her waist, pulling her closer. The force knocked the breath out of the dumbfounded Harley, as she froze, unable to comprehend what was occurring. Ivy quickly pulled away, noticing the blonde's hostility.

What the hell Ivy! This isn't what she wanted. What are you doing?

"I'm sorry, I don't know wha-" Ivy whispered, panicking until a finger pressed up against her lips.

Harley moved forwards, her lips brushing Ivy's ear when she hoarsely whispered: "Kiss me". Seeing the lust in the emerald green eyes, she licked her lips and in a husky voice said, "please".

With the approval, Ivy took no time in turning the blonde and pushing her onto the creaky bed; this time she was straddling Harleen. Swiftly, Quinn felt the warm lips once again, although more aggressive and passionate than the first. She could taste the meta-human; the earthy yet fruity flavour that she couldn't get enough of. It was better than anything she had ever tried before. A moan escaped as Ivy bit down on her bottom lip. The harlequin ran her hands through the soft, silky red hair, generating a murmur of pleasure from the woman. They pulled back, gasping for air. Harley giggled as a smile made its way on both of the pair's lips.

"Harls, are you sure you-" Ivy asked nervously.

The blonde pushed herself from her position on the bed with her elbows, now directly in front of the redhead. She lifted her hand, placing it on the green-skinned jaw.

"I like nervous Ivy, it's cute"

"But-"

"Ya ruining the mood Red!", the woman giggled, making Ivy feel butterflies in her stomach.

Jesus Christ. This woman. I should have done this sooner.

"Y'know, ya don't have to ask me to do everything", she whispered confidently, "I'm sure I'll like it"

Jesus. What is she doing to me?

Harley watched as the woman's eyes got dark and her pupils dilating. Grinning with satisfaction, she moved closer.

"Ya not the only one who good at seducing" she taunted, biting down on her lip.

My god. She is driving me crazy.

Harley laughed, clearly enjoying getting under the woman's skin. She slowly kissed down her neck, edging towards her collarbone. Ivy was frozen. She didn't know what to do; after all her years seducing men without hesitation, her mind went blank when someone else was doing it to her.

"Red, are ya shy? I know ya been dreaming about this. I've gotta a PHD, I can read ya" she tormented, slowly unbuttoning Ivy's green shirt. Ivy suddenly snapped out of her trance as the blonde removed her shirt.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this" Pamela stated in a low husky voice, gulping as Harley dragged her hands down her exposed back, stopping at the bra strap.

"You'd be surprised Pammy by how much I know"

Without hesitation, Harley pulled the hem over her head, revealing the bruises and scars that plagued her bleached skin. Ivy couldn't help but gaze at them; she nearly forgot about what that clown did to her.

"Are you sure we should do this in your condition?"

Harley flipped Ivy over so she was on top and laughed, cascading kisses down Pamela. Her breath hitched as she felt the warm lips move downwards, trembling as she bit back a moan. Looking up, the blonde caught the pleading emerald eyes and crawled to embrace Ivy into another bruising kiss. She felt the redhead groan in her mouth as she brought her knee in between her thighs.

(Note from the present: lmao I just realised that I didn't get to the good part, y'all horny mfs still want more? 🤨)