"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.
Harley whined when he turned the vibe off and stopped touching her. She bit her lip and watched him with a burning intensity as he picked out a new toy. She licked her lips and sucked in a deep breath of anticipation, moaning softly as he positioned the toy and her grip on the headboard tightened.
"Oooh, that- hold on. Pause." She reached down and quickly adjusted his hand just a little, but she knew he wouldn't mind. She grabbed the headboard once again and nodded. "Okay. Action."
As soon as she said pause, he did, as always watching closely as she repositioned his hand.
Another thing to commit to memory and use on her anytime he wants in the future. "God your hot, Harley." He practically purred as she said action. The goofy grin washing away in favor of that more serious look as he moved a free hand down to squeeze one of her breasts and worked the toy against her.
"Still inclined to hold out, I might find a way to be forgiving if you give in."
Her head was buzzing almost as much as the toy between her legs. She arched up into his hand when he palmed her breast and took too long trying to come up with an answer. It was getting a little hard to stay in character when she felt so good.
"I don't need your mercy, Gary. Shit." Her expression was dazed and flushed and she was grinning at him in a dopey way. Her hips were moving without her even thinking about it. "I mean Viceroy."
Harley was so breathtaking like this, he could watch her all day. Not that he would, he preferred to be hands-on more than watch her in the throes of passion. Even if she ended up dropping the character, that was fine. She already had him going and focused on her. It would be fine.
Shifting the toy and working it against her more when she said his name with that dopey grin. He should have stopped and made her correct, even if she already had, but he didn't have that in him. Nope, he just fought to keep the serious look, as he played with her nipples, and squeezed at her breast, working the toy all in unison. "Then no mercy will you get." He replied, he deserved a star for staying in character, even if that mess up of saying his name had sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He loved hearing her like this.
"Looks like you must suffer, I see." Finally, as if suffer was the word for it. He shifted, so he could keep the toy going in place, but also, so he could take her other nipple between his lips.
Harley's entire world narrowed to those three points of pleasure where he focused his attentions. Her body chased those feelings on instinct and she didn't care about looking sexy or putting on a performance for his benefit. She mewled and whined and writhed.
One of her hands let go of the headboard and snaked down to slide into his hair.
"Oh no," she cooed as her fingers twisted. "I've broken a rule."
"I did warn you, Dr. Quinn." He teased, lifting his head from her breast just enough to speak before getting back to work. He didn't have it in him to care at all when she broke the rule. Gary enjoyed her hands in his hair far too much to pull it away. And yet, he did manage a convincing growl against her skin.
Pressing the toy a bit harder, while his other hand and mouth worked a little rougher against her tits. The hand squeezing pinched at her nipples, while he sucked a bit harder on the other. Wanting to play along, but not enough to stop.
Feeling her jerk and pull his hair did a lot for him, but there was just something about hearing her cry out that just had him fighting the urge to drop the act and toss the toy, but nope. He was too far in to stop now. He wanted to hear and feel her come undone, even with the delectable buzz he was still experiencing.
Her reward for such a wonderful comment and use of his official name got her, a growl against her skin and him working a bit harder at pleasuring her.
Taking her next words as a hint, the hand on her breast let go and started to reach for the big wand. He'd figure out about how to switch them in a moment, but, changing his mind. Gary brought the hand back to slip into her hair to lightly tug as his head lifted just enough to look at her with those lidded green eyes. "Well, well. I know what we shall do if those plans aren't revealed soon. You played your hand too soon, my dear doctor." His voice giving a slight crack as he said it, but his eyes gave away how much he was enjoying it. Crushing his lips against hers for a harsh kiss as he kept working her body towards release.
Harley couldn't help but cry out again as he worked harder, her eyes fluttering closed and mouth dropping open. Her arms wrapped around him and held tight when he kissed her and suddenly she was coming. She couldn't have stopped it even if she'd had time to try. She bucked her hips and moaned into the kiss. Tears pricked at her eyes from the overwhelming waves of sensation.
She clung to him through her orgasm until she was left trembling and breathless.
"If ... If you want those plans," she whispered between more kisses, "you're gonna have to fuck it out of me, Viceroy."
There was something about hearing and feeling her get off that was always exhilarating to him. She had him wrapped around her fingers already, but damn if it wasn't just as hot each time. Even if he couldn't watch as he kissed her deeply multiple times.
As she clung to him after he gave a few small kisses between her words, a pleasant shiver rolling through him as he eased the toy away and shut it off with one hand.
"Well, it seems I have no choice, Dr. Quinn. I will have those plans." Luckily, he had tossed his bag on the bed earlier, so he shifted to sit up. Tugging his shirt off and tossing it over in a random direction, then reaching over just enough to reach the bag and tug it over to get a condom out. Those green eyes staying on her as he did.
Her skin was flushed and her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her hands trailed over his arms and shoulders until he pulled away to tug his shirt off and dig a condom out of the bag, when she let herself fall back on the bed and stretched luxuriously.
She licked her lips and watched him hungrily. "Wait," she said. "Wait." She sat up and took the condom from his hand. "Do it raw." She wanted to feel everything. They could pick up Plan B tomorrow and she'd make an appointment to get the implant or something.
She dropped the condom and slid her hands into his hair. "Hold me down, fuck me into this mattress until I can't think, and fill me with your hot cum." She bit at his lip. "To get the plans."
Harley was so lovely laying there waiting. It made that desire to get undressed stronger. However, when she said wait and took the condom from him, he thought she was going to put it on him.
What she said instead made his eyes widen. Two sides of him arguing, the boy scout that it's not safe, and the porn addict that it was super hot. The more she spoke, the more the scales tipped. "We'll go to the store in the morning, yeah?" His mind going the same place as hers. He wanted to keep them both safe, but her offer was truly too hot to turn down. And Mr. Fischer has never made the best life choices, so easily swayed.
"I have to get those plans." And just like that, he was back in the game, his pants, and underwear kicked off as he moved between her legs, nudging them for more room. His hand going down to tease her to start, just to make sure she was wet enough for them to do this, trying to hide how excited he was, clearly his character would be breaking soon.
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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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"Oooh, that- hold on. Pause." She reached down and quickly adjusted his hand just a little, but she knew he wouldn't mind. She grabbed the headboard once again and nodded. "Okay. Action."
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Another thing to commit to memory and use on her anytime he wants in the future. "God your hot, Harley." He practically purred as she said action. The goofy grin washing away in favor of that more serious look as he moved a free hand down to squeeze one of her breasts and worked the toy against her.
"Still inclined to hold out, I might find a way to be forgiving if you give in."
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"I don't need your mercy, Gary. Shit." Her expression was dazed and flushed and she was grinning at him in a dopey way. Her hips were moving without her even thinking about it. "I mean Viceroy."
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Shifting the toy and working it against her more when she said his name with that dopey grin. He should have stopped and made her correct, even if she already had, but he didn't have that in him. Nope, he just fought to keep the serious look, as he played with her nipples, and squeezed at her breast, working the toy all in unison. "Then no mercy will you get." He replied, he deserved a star for staying in character, even if that mess up of saying his name had sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He loved hearing her like this.
"Looks like you must suffer, I see." Finally, as if suffer was the word for it. He shifted, so he could keep the toy going in place, but also, so he could take her other nipple between his lips.
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Harley's entire world narrowed to those three points of pleasure where he focused his attentions. Her body chased those feelings on instinct and she didn't care about looking sexy or putting on a performance for his benefit. She mewled and whined and writhed.
One of her hands let go of the headboard and snaked down to slide into his hair.
"Oh no," she cooed as her fingers twisted. "I've broken a rule."
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Pressing the toy a bit harder, while his other hand and mouth worked a little rougher against her tits. The hand squeezing pinched at her nipples, while he sucked a bit harder on the other. Wanting to play along, but not enough to stop.
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"Viceroy," she moaned and tossed her head back, "You're diabolical. An absolute menace."
Her hips rolled in a rhythm against the vibrating toy. Her breath was getting rough and unsteady.
"But I'll never give up the plans! Not even if you blindfold me and use the big wand!"
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Her reward for such a wonderful comment and use of his official name got her, a growl against her skin and him working a bit harder at pleasuring her.
Taking her next words as a hint, the hand on her breast let go and started to reach for the big wand. He'd figure out about how to switch them in a moment, but, changing his mind. Gary brought the hand back to slip into her hair to lightly tug as his head lifted just enough to look at her with those lidded green eyes. "Well, well. I know what we shall do if those plans aren't revealed soon. You played your hand too soon, my dear doctor." His voice giving a slight crack as he said it, but his eyes gave away how much he was enjoying it. Crushing his lips against hers for a harsh kiss as he kept working her body towards release.
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She clung to him through her orgasm until she was left trembling and breathless.
"If ... If you want those plans," she whispered between more kisses, "you're gonna have to fuck it out of me, Viceroy."
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As she clung to him after he gave a few small kisses between her words, a pleasant shiver rolling through him as he eased the toy away and shut it off with one hand.
"Well, it seems I have no choice, Dr. Quinn. I will have those plans." Luckily, he had tossed his bag on the bed earlier, so he shifted to sit up. Tugging his shirt off and tossing it over in a random direction, then reaching over just enough to reach the bag and tug it over to get a condom out. Those green eyes staying on her as he did.
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She licked her lips and watched him hungrily. "Wait," she said. "Wait." She sat up and took the condom from his hand. "Do it raw." She wanted to feel everything. They could pick up Plan B tomorrow and she'd make an appointment to get the implant or something.
She dropped the condom and slid her hands into his hair. "Hold me down, fuck me into this mattress until I can't think, and fill me with your hot cum." She bit at his lip. "To get the plans."
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What she said instead made his eyes widen. Two sides of him arguing, the boy scout that it's not safe, and the porn addict that it was super hot. The more she spoke, the more the scales tipped. "We'll go to the store in the morning, yeah?" His mind going the same place as hers. He wanted to keep them both safe, but her offer was truly too hot to turn down. And Mr. Fischer has never made the best life choices, so easily swayed.
"I have to get those plans." And just like that, he was back in the game, his pants, and underwear kicked off as he moved between her legs, nudging them for more room. His hand going down to tease her to start, just to make sure she was wet enough for them to do this, trying to hide how excited he was, clearly his character would be breaking soon.
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