Needful Things Building; Monday Afternoon

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Harley was having a quiet day in.

... What? It happened! It was allowed! Even the most high energy rogues had to take days off sometimes. There was a marathon of some awful reality show on the TV - oh, also, she had a TV now, a vintage one with a great aesthetic and terrible reception! - and she had a comfy onesie on and a takeout order on the way.

What more could a girl need?

(for one!)

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"I'll take it!" Harley decided. And then pulled one hand back so that she could hold up one finger, very (not) serious. "As long as it's not the kind we don't do. I can't stand that. Or abide by it!"

[hasaknightjob]

"Well if you're not abiding then we gotta listen," Marc said. Was there a twinkle in his eyes? Probably a trick of the light.

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Oh, Harley knew all about those tricks. Probably played into how she was grinning at him.

From a very close distance, to boot.

"Yeah, we gotta."

Maybe she just liked saying 'we'.

[hasaknightjob]

Were their noses bumping now? Coincidence if so. Not on purpose by any means.

"Plus you look comfy. So standing's out of the question."

[totalwildcard]

Sometimes noses just bumped. Everyone knew that.

"See, you get it," Harley murmured. Which was also a thing that just happened.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc squeezed the hand on her hip. Not hard. Just acknowledgement.

"Got something."

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"Best fun in town?" Harley suggested.

And pressed a kiss right by one corner of his lips. It was soft, maybe even fond.

[hasaknightjob]

"Most interesting," Marc said. Not as a contradiction to hers. In addition to.

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Harley pressed another kiss next to the previous one, and then another next to that.

"You flatterer," she teased. It was quieter than she typically tended to be, but she was just so very close to him.

[hasaknightjob]

She was close enough he could whisper in her ear, adding another item to the list, "Colorful."

[totalwildcard]

Harley shivered, pleased. The next kiss landed softly against his temple.

"Vexing," she suggested.

They both knew that between them, it wasn't a complaint.

[hasaknightjob]

"Super vexing," Marc agreed. No, it did not sound remotely like a complaint. "The worst."

[totalwildcard]

Harley's chuckle was right in his ear, soft and quiet.

"Oh, the worst, huh?"

[hasaknightjob]

"Pain in the ass," Marc said. It sounded like a compliment even if you didn't factor in the way his lips brushed against her neck.

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Harley nipped at his ear.

"Takes one to know one, sweetie." Funny how that also sounded like a compliment of sorts. Warm and fond. "Maybe you're pretty bad, too."

[hasaknightjob]

"Not the worst?" Marc asked. She could probably feel his breath on her neck. "Guess I gotta try harder."

[totalwildcard]

Right there on her skin, yes. Sending pleasant shivers down her back.

"If ya wanna practice," Harley teased, her voice still low, near his ear, all warm breath too, "I'm right here."

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"Teach me how to be a pain in the ass?" Marc asked. He moved the hand on her hip backwards and gave the lightest of pinches. More the concept of a pinch than anything that might hurt. "Dunno. You're one of a kind."

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Harley snickered.

"Yeah but you can still have fun, trying."

And what better way for her to underline that point than by ducking just a little further down to kiss his neck?

[hasaknightjob]

Marc looked like he started to say something, but then stopped himself. Instead he tilted his head to give her more room to work with.

"I leave that in your hands," he said. "Fun."

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Harley wasn't exactly looking at his face, right then, so she registered nothing except a brief silence. So she just happily pressed another few kisses along his neck.

And said, "It's already in my hands."

Yes, that was timed with her fingers brushing up through his hair.

Yes, she was a real comedian.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc mimed nipping at her neck. "More fun than your TV show?"

[totalwildcard]

Harley's teeth grazed his neck as lightly as teeth could.

"What TV show?"

[hasaknightjob]

Marc didn't grin. But he didn't look unhappy as he tried to move to give her an actual kiss.

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And there was no way in hell that Harley was going to stop him from doing that right now.

She was going to immediately be all greedy about it, though, pressing him more against the back of the couch.