Harley's breathless, keening encouragement probably wasn't the most coherent thing either, so it was the thought that counted.

But the sensations were the most important thing, and between Marc ramping things up somehow one last bit further in his final moments, the fingering from earlier and the way his fingers rubbed and slipped against her now --

Yes, Harley followed him into unraveling only a few beats after, with a loud moan that may have had his name in it, clinging and clenching and shuddering again.