A moment has been spared to watch her stretch before he put the food away. He had gotten distracted by a pretty picture on the wall of a garden. Just taking in the colors.
At least until he felt the buzzing against the back of his neck. He jumped a bit, and higher than expected of a guy his size.
"What the!" He called out before his eyes widened realizing what she was holding that grin extending as he stepped forward.
Had she spooked him? Clearly not possible.
"Oh damn, babe, have you used that before?" He had to ask. Maybe not the thing to ask, but he was losing more of his shyness around her. Who knows maybe soon he'd comfortable enough to share some of those desires he tries to ignore. "Come here."
Harley laughed way, waaaaayyyy too hard at his reaction and had to lean on him while she caught her breath. She handed the small toy over to him to inspect and wiped tears from her eyes.
"Yeah I use that," she said with a nod. "It's not the best but it's a good, like, warm up?"
It was cute having her leaning on him, and he was high enough still to not care that she was laughing at his reaction. Taking the toy he looked it over before biting his lip a little.
"So, like, want me to get you wanted up, babe?" He asked trying to sound suave. He tried. Gold star for trying.
Harley noted that expression and that change in tone but it took a couple seconds before his intentions clicked. "Oooh! ... you don't want to finish the episode first?"
He was grinning like a dork when it clicked for her. "Dude, I know every episode by heart. It can wait, unless you want to finish." He reached out with his free hand to tap her nose again. "Either way is totally cool."
Her answering grin spread slowly across her lips. She traced her fingers down the line of his arm to curl around his wrist. She tipped her head toward the bedroom with an arched brow.
Gary bit his lip again as he saw that grin spreading. He knew it was a yes as soon as he saw the look.
"Hell yes!" As soon as he replied he slipped his arm free of her hold so he could scoop her up like some kinda princess, or bride, and started to carry her towards the bedroom where all her toys were in a row waiting for them.
She laughed in delighted surprise and threw her arms around him as he carried her, letting the fantasy carry her away already. She kissed and nipped the side of his neck, working a mark into the sensitive skin.
Gary was in his own little fantasy as he carried her across their rented hide away. Though, he made a delighted noise at the feel of her working the new mark into his neck. Soon, he was lowering her onto the bed on the side without the toys, not pulling away yet.
He still had his fists down on the bed on either side of her, where he'd laid her down. Looking her over like the best present ever given to him. Those words got a sparkle of mischief in his eyes.
Pushing himself back up, just his knee resting on the bed, he had to swallow down his naturally timid nature to try to project the villain he should be, but somehow isn't. Even after all these years and the body count he's left behind, he still keeps a lot of those same innocent and naive ways he had back at the start.
"Oh, Dr. Quinn, the plans I have for you." He tried to sound diabolical, but his voice did make it less threatening. Points for effort. Walking around the bed, still stoned, but trying. "I want you to undress for me, but, make it a show, and don't lift your whole body off the bed. If you do, I'll have a suitable punishment prepared." It was easier to say when he knew she trusted him.
There was a sparkle in her eyes and she bit her lip. She couldn't strip quickly while following his rule. She had to slowly arch her back and wiggle and writhe and shimmy. The process took longer than she thought and she's kind of annoyed with clothes as a whole by the end, flinging her underwear across the room.
"That didn't feel sexy. I think I could do that sexier."
"You followed my orders, sexy enough for now." He replied with a look of mischief on his face. Staying on the bed didn't make for the hottest way of stripping but just seeing her undressed was enough for him.
"Maybe later we can try for a proper strip tease. If your cool with that." He always wanted to make sure she was comfortable even when trying to play up his villain role.
Moving around the bed more he took back up the small vibe she had put against him earlier. "For now, you need to hold the headboard. If your hands move, I stop. Understood?" He asked, would he hold too it? Probably not
Harley reached up and closed her hands around the slats of the headboard and tried to pose seductively. She was watching his every move very closely and felt her pulse rise in anticipation. She blew a lock of hair out of her face and licked her lips. Gotta bring that sexy back.
"Oh Viceroy, you're sooo sinister," she cooed, her voice hot and low.
That attempt at a seductive pose still did a lot for him, he was high and just enjoying their time. It was mostly easy to try and appear more sinister than he is, it's mostly all mindset.
Yet when she speaks he nearly breaks character. His cheek twitched as he fought smiling. No one ever calls him Viceroy even when he reminded them. Yet hearing her say it sent a thrill through him as much as that hot and low tone.
Shifting up into the bed, to sit beside her, a moment spared to figure out how to turn on the time vibe. "You have no ideas, Dr. Quinn. Now, why don't you just tell me where the plans are before I have to force it out of you." Yeah his voice cracked a little bit his focus on her was both dazed and wanting. The vibe placed against her stomach between his fingers as he slowly pulled it down towards her mound. "Times running out, my good doctor." Gary sure could fall into fantasy easy.
He tried to sound intimidating, shifting, so he was on his knees. The vibe moved down between her thighs, but not yet close enough to the goal, still teasing her. "You'll talk, beg and more, I promise that. This can go easy or... the other way."
He moved his other hand up to push that hair out of her face for her, but a half smirk on his face as he did so, trying to tuck the stands behind her ear.
Just the slightest shift of his wrist, to push the vibe against her folds against her clit for just a few seconds before removing it. "I believe, that's my line." He teased lightly.
When she palmed at his wrist, he shifted his hand, to offer his fingers her way. A silent offer or order, who knows. "I am quite sure you can." Channeling his best Bond villain, even with that voice of his. Monarch theatrics don't work here, this has to be classic bond.
Harley squeaked when the vibe finally made contact and whined when it was taken away again. She wiggled her hips and spread her legs further apart. She watched his face as she licked his fingers and drew them into her mouth. She couldn't answer him now, obviously, but it should still be perfectly clear that she was getting just as into it as he was.
His mask cracked again when she drew his fingers into here mouth. A pleasant shiver went through him, despite trying to hide it. The vibe moved back after her legs spread, held against that lovely bundle of nerves.
"Let's see how long you hold out, Dr. Quinn." His eyes shifting over to eye some of the other toys, but they would wait for a moment or two.
She hungrily sucked his fingers like it was his cock in her mouth. Her eyes fluttered and she moaned around the digits when he finally, finally held the toy in place. Her hips rocked to seek more of that pleasurable sensation.
She had absolutely no intention of being the one to break first.
That suction on his fingers he should have expected, and yet, he almost wanted to break just to get her lips around his cock. But, no, the pay-off would be worth it. At least that's what he figured.
"Trying to distract me?" He asked, managing to arch a brow, as he shifted the little vibe more against her clit. "Not an easy task." It so was, but he was enjoying himself. "Perhaps I should pick something else, huh?" He asked, even though she couldn't answer, as he shifted his fingers a little to make it easier on her. If she nodded, he knew just the toy he would switch out for, it certainly looked fun.
Harley made soft, muffled sounds around his fingers as vibrations pulsed against her clit. Her lips curled into a smile as much as they could and she looked up at him with bright, eager eyes. If he was ready to go up a level then so was she. She even wiggled her hips a little to show she was game.
Oh, this one would be committed to memory, he'd definitely get his fingers inside her mouth again in the future. For now, he didn't yet remove them. Nope. He eased the tiny vibe away and shut it off one-handed.
Only then did he ease his fingers from her mouth, as the toy he selected felt like it would need both for now. He didn't need to worry if he didn't use it right, he knew Harley would correct him if he did. He was still learning from her even weeks later.
The rabbit was turned on as he lifted it up. "As you wish then, my good doctor. I did warn you." And with the theatrics out of the way, mostly. He moved the fingers that were between her lips moments ago to part her folds and carefully ease the toy into place with his other hand.
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At least until he felt the buzzing against the back of his neck. He jumped a bit, and higher than expected of a guy his size.
"What the!" He called out before his eyes widened realizing what she was holding that grin extending as he stepped forward.
Had she spooked him? Clearly not possible.
"Oh damn, babe, have you used that before?" He had to ask. Maybe not the thing to ask, but he was losing more of his shyness around her. Who knows maybe soon he'd comfortable enough to share some of those desires he tries to ignore. "Come here."
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"Yeah I use that," she said with a nod. "It's not the best but it's a good, like, warm up?"
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"So, like, want me to get you wanted up, babe?" He asked trying to sound suave. He tried. Gold star for trying.
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Wanted was supposed to be warmed, opps.
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"Let's get hot."
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"Hell yes!" As soon as he replied he slipped his arm free of her hold so he could scoop her up like some kinda princess, or bride, and started to carry her towards the bedroom where all her toys were in a row waiting for them.
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She laughed in delighted surprise and threw her arms around him as he carried her, letting the fantasy carry her away already. She kissed and nipped the side of his neck, working a mark into the sensitive skin.
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"Well well, Mister Level Ten. Here I am, all at your mercy. What wicked plans do you have for me?"
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Pushing himself back up, just his knee resting on the bed, he had to swallow down his naturally timid nature to try to project the villain he should be, but somehow isn't. Even after all these years and the body count he's left behind, he still keeps a lot of those same innocent and naive ways he had back at the start.
"Oh, Dr. Quinn, the plans I have for you." He tried to sound diabolical, but his voice did make it less threatening. Points for effort. Walking around the bed, still stoned, but trying. "I want you to undress for me, but, make it a show, and don't lift your whole body off the bed. If you do, I'll have a suitable punishment prepared." It was easier to say when he knew she trusted him.
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"That didn't feel sexy. I think I could do that sexier."
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"Maybe later we can try for a proper strip tease. If your cool with that." He always wanted to make sure she was comfortable even when trying to play up his villain role.
Moving around the bed more he took back up the small vibe she had put against him earlier. "For now, you need to hold the headboard. If your hands move, I stop. Understood?" He asked, would he hold too it? Probably not
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"Oh Viceroy, you're sooo sinister," she cooed, her voice hot and low.
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Yet when she speaks he nearly breaks character. His cheek twitched as he fought smiling. No one ever calls him Viceroy even when he reminded them. Yet hearing her say it sent a thrill through him as much as that hot and low tone.
Shifting up into the bed, to sit beside her, a moment spared to figure out how to turn on the time vibe. "You have no ideas, Dr. Quinn. Now, why don't you just tell me where the plans are before I have to force it out of you." Yeah his voice cracked a little bit his focus on her was both dazed and wanting. The vibe placed against her stomach between his fingers as he slowly pulled it down towards her mound. "Times running out, my good doctor." Gary sure could fall into fantasy easy.
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"I'll never talk!" she declared with a dramatic shake of her head. Which meant she had to blow hair out of her face again.
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He tried to sound intimidating, shifting, so he was on his knees. The vibe moved down between her thighs, but not yet close enough to the goal, still teasing her. "You'll talk, beg and more, I promise that. This can go easy or... the other way."
He moved his other hand up to push that hair out of her face for her, but a half smirk on his face as he did so, trying to tuck the stands behind her ear.
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She turned her face as he tucked her hair behind her ear, mouthing at his palm. "I can take it."
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When she palmed at his wrist, he shifted his hand, to offer his fingers her way. A silent offer or order, who knows. "I am quite sure you can." Channeling his best Bond villain, even with that voice of his. Monarch theatrics don't work here, this has to be classic bond.
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"Let's see how long you hold out, Dr. Quinn." His eyes shifting over to eye some of the other toys, but they would wait for a moment or two.
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She had absolutely no intention of being the one to break first.
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"Trying to distract me?" He asked, managing to arch a brow, as he shifted the little vibe more against her clit. "Not an easy task." It so was, but he was enjoying himself. "Perhaps I should pick something else, huh?" He asked, even though she couldn't answer, as he shifted his fingers a little to make it easier on her. If she nodded, he knew just the toy he would switch out for, it certainly looked fun.
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Only then did he ease his fingers from her mouth, as the toy he selected felt like it would need both for now. He didn't need to worry if he didn't use it right, he knew Harley would correct him if he did. He was still learning from her even weeks later.
The rabbit was turned on as he lifted it up. "As you wish then, my good doctor. I did warn you." And with the theatrics out of the way, mostly. He moved the fingers that were between her lips moments ago to part her folds and carefully ease the toy into place with his other hand.
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