"I totally thought so! Yeah, that's going to be fun. You sounded so hot, babe." Moving easily with her as they walked from the room. At least he was getting used to her having her hand in his back pocket. He wasn't jolting anymore.
"That sounds cool, this is going to be totally sweet, I just know it!" Time to head out to the beach for sure.
"It was sooo hot," she agreed. "And guess what? It has multiple settings."
But if they got started right away they'd never make it out of this room, so they headed to the beach. Harley left her shoes at the edge of the property so she could feel the sand on her bare feet. The weather was starting to get a bit cool for swimming this late in the day, but it was perfect for a romantic stroll.
"It's going to be hotter this time." He spoke in a promising tone before an almost eureka look crossed over his face. "How do you feel about being blindfolded? Might be fun, if you're into it." He offered.
Gary kept his shoes on, she would learn in time he wasn't fond of things touching his feet at all. If she seemed cold, he'd offer her his jean jacket that he still had on. For now, he was just enjoying walking with her, taking in the beauty of the place.
"Thanks, babe. It's prettier than I expected, for sure." Luckily for them both he didn't look up if the water was toxic or anything so he was just enjoying the shimmer of the water instead of worrying if they'd get sick.
The fact she had to even think about it was enough for him to know this was a big deal, and he knew better than to ask. Nope.
"Awesome, I just want to see how you react to the wand with a blindfold. I don't want to restrain you, though, I like your hands on me." He admitted with zero shame. He was coming out of his shell for her.
Be prepared for 3am texts about fantasy fights and nerd stuff.
It all depends on what he had to do the next day, and if bad dreams woke him if he was up past 1am. Either way he loved those late night talks.
"Hell yeah." That was all he needed to hear, when she squeezed his butt again, he moved his hand down from her shoulder to do the same to her. It was only fair, and it made that grin widen some.
Her reaction time was a little slow, so the edible was definitely kicking in. That second of a head start gave him an advantage but she was a scrappy little thing and not about to make it easy for him.
She was totally going to beat him, didn't matter if he runs each morning. She has to run faster in Gotham for both crimes and anything else. This was something else he didn't mind losing.
When they reach the door he was breathing harder and leaned a hand against the wall of the house. "Well, congrats, babe. To the victor the spoils." His tone amused as he was looking at her focusing on the color of her hair. Give him a second.
Harley's face was a little flushed from the sudden sprint. Her eyes glittered as she smiled up at him and shook the flyaway wisps of hair out of her face.
Gary was still trying to catch his breath as he watched those wisps.
"One kiss, and my devotion." He spoke finally pushing off the door to pull her close. He didn't care they had just run, he wanted to steal a kiss, but the line sounded good to him.
Harley wrapped her arms around him as they kissed and let herself go weak in the knees and lean back, turning it into a dip. She was lightheaded and giddy and couldn't say for sure if it was from the weed, the race, or the romance of it all.
Oh, how he loved hearing her call out his name like that. He kissed her back, and tried to keep them both from falling over as she dipped back, his arms around her trying to keep her from falling back.
"You belong on one, for sure." He spoke with a bit of a flustered giggle, oh, she almost pulled him down with that one.
Harley let her head fall back and laughed, letting her arms slip off his shoulders and dangle. She enjoyed that perfectly natural pose for a moment or two before she stood back up and slipped away to fetch her shoes.
"We should order pizza! What toppings do you like?"
Gary got distracted by her hair again, but held her up until she slipped away. Taking a moment to pull off his shoes, but left the socks. Trailing after her, quietly.
"Ham, bacon and pineapple." He liked Hawaiian pizza, he may be an actual monster.
She went over to the hose and rinsed the sand off her feet before going inside. She wandered around the house until she remembered where she'd left her phone, then sat on the floor and started looking up delivery options.
"Mmm yeah!" Harley leaned back against the couch and tapped through menu options. She held her phone up so he could see the screen too. "Buffalo or regular?"
"Boneless barbeque." He replied as she held up her phone, pointing to it. "8 sound good?" He asked since he planned to offer her a few anyway with the pizza it would be fine for him.
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"That sounds cool, this is going to be totally sweet, I just know it!" Time to head out to the beach for sure.
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But if they got started right away they'd never make it out of this room, so they headed to the beach. Harley left her shoes at the edge of the property so she could feel the sand on her bare feet. The weather was starting to get a bit cool for swimming this late in the day, but it was perfect for a romantic stroll.
"You did good, babe."
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Gary kept his shoes on, she would learn in time he wasn't fond of things touching his feet at all. If she seemed cold, he'd offer her his jean jacket that he still had on. For now, he was just enjoying walking with her, taking in the beauty of the place.
"Thanks, babe. It's prettier than I expected, for sure." Luckily for them both he didn't look up if the water was toxic or anything so he was just enjoying the shimmer of the water instead of worrying if they'd get sick.
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"Blindfolds are okay," she eventually decided, "since it's with you. Restraints too, as long as I can get out of them if I really want to."
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"Awesome, I just want to see how you react to the wand with a blindfold. I don't want to restrain you, though, I like your hands on me." He admitted with zero shame. He was coming out of his shell for her.
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"Oh you'll get a reaction, don't worry!"
Harley laughed and squeezed his butt through the pocket. If he liked her hands on him, then she would gladly provide.
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"Hell yeah." That was all he needed to hear, when she squeezed his butt again, he moved his hand down from her shoulder to do the same to her. It was only fair, and it made that grin widen some.
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"I'm so glad we came here. It's so good to get out of Gotham for a while."
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"I'm always happy to spend time with you anywhere, but yeah. This beats Gotham and Newark."
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"Ready to start circling back? Maybe look up delivery options for dinner."
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"That sounds amazing, yeah. Let's do that, and maybe later if we feel like it, we can play with that fire pit." Because that's a great idea.
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"Wanna race back?"
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"Oh, you're so on!" And he turned to dash for the house. Everything about this trip was already amazing.
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Her reaction time was a little slow, so the edible was definitely kicking in. That second of a head start gave him an advantage but she was a scrappy little thing and not about to make it easy for him.
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When they reach the door he was breathing harder and leaned a hand against the wall of the house. "Well, congrats, babe. To the victor the spoils." His tone amused as he was looking at her focusing on the color of her hair. Give him a second.
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"What'd I win?"
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"One kiss, and my devotion." He spoke finally pushing off the door to pull her close. He didn't care they had just run, he wanted to steal a kiss, but the line sounded good to him.
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Harley wrapped her arms around him as they kissed and let herself go weak in the knees and lean back, turning it into a dip. She was lightheaded and giddy and couldn't say for sure if it was from the weed, the race, or the romance of it all.
"I feel like the cover of a romance novel."
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"You belong on one, for sure." He spoke with a bit of a flustered giggle, oh, she almost pulled him down with that one.
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"We should order pizza! What toppings do you like?"
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"Ham, bacon and pineapple." He liked Hawaiian pizza, he may be an actual monster.
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She went over to the hose and rinsed the sand off her feet before going inside. She wandered around the house until she remembered where she'd left her phone, then sat on the floor and started looking up delivery options.
"Oooh, babe, garlic knots!"
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He moved over to sit near her, though probably just laid across the couch or the bed, depending on where she sat down on the floor.
"Ohh, add those, that sounds good. How about wings?" He doesn't mind cheating his diet when he's on vacation.
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