Apartment Above Needful Things; Tuesday Late Morning

[totalwildcard]

Harley had spent most of the weekend on the mainland. Not just Baltimore, either - she'd taken the kid out on a little road trip. Yanno, for life lessons! Most of them criminal, of course, but that was sort of how their mentorship worked, so someone else could handle the boring stuff. Anyway, they'd had fun!

So much of it, in fact, that Harley had only landed back on the island late on Monday evening. Technically probably Tuesday? Which meant that after she'd passed out and slept her fill, the day was already well on its way. She rolled groggily out of bed, shambled her way into the living room --

And groaned when she saw the glitter bomb still waiting on the coffee table, and not downstairs attached to the front door ready to explode on Frenchie if he showed up again this week. Whether he'd already shown up or not, Harley was not in a state to go set it up now.

She shuffled around some more, in search of her phone, which she found discarded on the kitchen counter. No calls, no messages apart from Cass informing her she'd ordered breakfast delivery on Harley's account. Harley looked at the phone for a long moment more anyway, tapping her thumb against the side of it in thought. Groggy, still sleepy, not yet caffeinated thought.

And pulled up a number she'd had for a while but never actually texted before.

(Successfully, anyway. There was that time on her birthday.)

You awake yet?

(expecting one but can be open for other stuff as well!)

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[hasaknightjob]

Regardless of reason, the twist got Marc's eyes to half close as he watched her.

"You're that into doing stuff with your hands?"

[totalwildcard]

Harley snickered.

"I'm into the results." A pause for consideration. "Well, I'm into gettin' the results in me, same diff."

[hasaknightjob]

"I see," Marc said. Between her touch and the way he was watching her, she was definitely getting results. "Means to an end."

[totalwildcard]

"Uh huh, exactly," Harley said with a big nod. "That I'm also doin' some moves that I happen to know you like?"

Like she absolutely was. Even just now, as her hand moved.

"Coincidence."

[hasaknightjob]

"Right," Marc said, even as he tried moving into her touch. "You don't pay attention or anything."

Just like he didn't for her. All coincidences.

[totalwildcard]

Harley took a little more of her weight off him, to give him more room to move. Because of course she was happy to let him chase more of her touch. Happy to give it, too.

"Not even a single little bit," she confirmed with an easy grin.

You know, 'confirmed'.

"Not for some guy."

[hasaknightjob]

"Especially when that guy's an asshole," Marc agreed.

Of course he took advantage of the room to try to move with her. Selfish, obviously.

[totalwildcard]

And beautiful. Harley may have been playing at having opposite feelings to her real ones, but her face was concealing nothing about her appreciation for looking at him while he moved.

With her, and her hand. Still moving.

"Especially then," she agreed. "Especially when he's even told me he's one! Lotsa guys don't even do ya the courtesy of that, yanno."

[hasaknightjob]

"Lack self awareness," Marc agreed. Harley's whole picture was nice, but at the moment he was watching her face as they moved together. Something about watching her expressions was doing it for him.

[totalwildcard]

Pure, unrestrained delight and joy, that was what Harley's expressions were made of right now. With a hint of mischief and a sizable helping of desire.

"Exactly, see, you've got it!" she replied, on a chuckle.

[hasaknightjob]

It was enough that Marc was going to try to reach out to brush her cheek, sitting up if he needed to.

Might even be a kiss in there too, if he could manage it.

[totalwildcard]

Harley leaned forward some to meet him, but he still did unfortunately need to sit up, especially for the kiss.

Harley could make it worth his while, though. With hand and lips both.

[hasaknightjob]

The kiss was arguably its own reward. But Marc wasn't going to complain about Harley adding in something extra. He brushed his thumb along her cheekbone as he kissed her, letting her get a feel for the heat she was building inside of him.

[totalwildcard]

Funny thing, Harley's little extra was all about letting him get a little preview of the heat all of this was stoking in her. Since her body didn't show the effects it was experiencing quite as clearly as his - at least not from this angle.

Suffice to say she brought a little heat into the kiss, all the while also making her strokes a little quicker and firmer. Maybe trying to draw a noise out of him.

[hasaknightjob]

It got a soft noise. Not enough to be a full groan but there was something there when Marc exhaled.

It also got him to nip at her lower lip. He had different ways of showing his appreciation, even if they weren't all noisy.

[totalwildcard]

They had their faces smushed together: even the softest noise was great because nothing was going to escape Harley's attention.

She grinned under his nipping, pleased. Exhaled a happy noise of her own, even.

[hasaknightjob]

"Pretty good with your hands," Marc murmured against her mouth.

Hey, he could give feedback sometimes. Words and everything.

[totalwildcard]

"Yeah?" Harley breathed. "Does it make ya want more? 'Cause it's makin' me want more."

A fact she was somehow managing to somewhat convey via touch, too. If strokes could be adoring then that was what Harley's hand was accomplishing.

[hasaknightjob]

"Have as much as you want," Marc told her. There was another sound that was closer to a groan as her hand did something extra nice. "I trust ya."

[totalwildcard]

"Doesn't answer the question, baby."

Now, was that going to stop her? Probably not for longer than a moment.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc had forgotten there was a question. So he tried kissing her harder to see if that worked as a reply.

[totalwildcard]

Well it worked for something!

Namely getting Harley distracted as she felt the immediate burning need to reciprocate to the absolute best of her abilities, but that was something!

[hasaknightjob]

Distracted? Them? Never.

Marc slid his hand back into her hair and held her close as he kissed her harder though. Sure what they were doing was meant to involve him lying back but whatever. There was time.

[totalwildcard]

Harley could and would push him back down, anyway!

At some point.

When he wasn't so distracting.

He was kissing her hard enough that it forced a happy whimper out of her mouth and into his, so she wasn't doing so hot on the focus side of things. It was enough of a miracle her hand was still working him over.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc smiled at that whimper. And even though it was arguably against his interests to distract her, any change in what she was doing with her hand was more evidence of her enjoying herself, which in and of itself was a turn on. So it worked either way.

He did break the kiss eventually. But so he could lean in, nip at her earlobe, and say, "Nice."