Before we get started-anyone who read my Frozen story, sorry.
Disclaimer: Don't judge it's my first time writing this shit. Right now it's T but it might get to M I'll let you know.
Chapter 1
Ivy woke up with a feeling of immense content. Just the previous week, she and her greatest, only love had gained their freedom. The Commish had expunged their records, and dropped their arrest warrants. Wasn't their fault, the goddamn Joker was after them. But within that week, Harley had sold the secrets of the Joker's plans to the GCPD. The entire Special Crimes Unit, Gordon, Bullock, and Montoya had busted a cap in the while of the Joker's operation. Joker, of course, tried to run, but it appeared they had busted a cap in him, too. He fell to his death after tripping over his own busted kneecap.
Not that Ivy was complaining. She was finally alone with the love of her life, and they had made up for any and all lost time between them. They did so in a, shall we say, intimate matter. They previous night's escapades definitely outdid anything that had happened to them before.
By a long shot.
Ivy turned and gazed lovingly at the beautiful sight deeply sleeping next to her. Her face was one carved by angels. And take her word for it, the beauty of her face matched the beauty of every other part of her. She remembered the first time she confessed her feelings for Harley. It hadn't been pretty. Evidently, the only way she could relay any messages through Harley's thick pigtails was through verbal warfare and tears. The next time they were alone, however, they pushed past harsh feelings and created a night to remember. The last thing Ivy had remembered was Harley's tongue slipping inside of her before she fell into near unconsciousness. It truly was a night to remember.
Desperately trying not to stir her sweet blond angel, Ivy rose from her bed. A small whimper and a cry of "Ivy, please don't leave me" emanated from Harley. Ivy approached her side of the bed, and reached out a gentle, soft hand towards her love.
"Shhh. It'll be alright. Everything's fine now, we're safe. Rest now."
"Yeah, rest. Soft pillow...soft hands...Red..." Harley drifted back to sleep, no doubt dreaming about Ivy. Or glazed jelly donuts.
Ivy continued to her greenhouse. She opened the door and then was greeted by a series of high pitched mewling, and a warm welcome from Sprout the Plant Cat. Sprout leapt onto her face, licking and rubbing his grassy body all over her. Ivy's problem, however, wasn't Sprout's displays of affection. It was the fact that at least a dozen others were doing the same.
"What the actual fu...?"
That's right. Ivy had injected Sprout with her plant serum. She hadn't thought it would go so far as to actually turn him into a plant maker. Well, her. Now she realized that Sprout was a female. Either that, or he's got serious fucking issues. Either way, he still had issues. Sprout had bred with 8 other plant species, creating a variety of different plant cats, including one that looked like baby Simba from The Lion King, when he had all those red leaves around his neck.
That was an issue.
"Red?" Harley called out to her. She sounded unusually groggy today. Well, given last night's "exhaustion", that was expected.
"Coming, love."
She met with Harley in the kitchen, where she was sitting in the counter with a bowl of Froot Loops. Her hair was a mess. Different strands stuck out in every direction. Her hair had been taking on a dirty blonde tint lately. What with all the stress in her life lately, that was a given.
She greeted her lover with a passionate kiss. There was nothing she loved more than kissing her, and waking up every morning to see her face, always happy, always shining with a smile. Harley definitely enjoyed it when Ivy kissed her like that. She never kissed her in any other way. And she wouldn't have it any other way.
"How are you this morning? I noticed that you're especially exhausted", Ivy said with a seductive smile.
"Well, I can't complain. Nothing interesting ever happens around here, anyway."
Ivy gave a light incredulous gasp, and lightly slapped Harley in the arm, making her burst into giggles and curl away in defense.
"Kidding! I'm just kidding calm down- mmph!" She was interrupted by another kiss from Ivy, more passionate than the first. And with more tongue.
They stayed like that for a while, arms wrapped around one another, kissing passionately until they pulled away, gasping for breath. They looked at each other, lust and desire burning in their eyes. Harley pounced onto Ivy, pulling her to the kitchen floor, tearing at her nightshirt. It lifted up a little bit, revealing that Ivy wasn't wearing anything else.
That made it easier. With a mischievous look, Harley slid down.
They lay on the cool kitchen floor, gasping for breath.
"That...was amazing," Harley gasped.
"I...agree," said Ivy.
Harley wrapped her arms around Ivy's back, slowly caressing her. Ivy did the same. They lay like that for awhile, enjoying the moment. They had endured so much. All they needed was each other.
"I love you, Red."
"I love you too, my Harley angel."
Harley looked up at her lover, in awe of her beauty. Ivy smiled back. It was as if the sun had burst, and the shards had latched themselves to Ivy and Harley. There was nothing better than this.
There was a knock on their door. Ivy bolted upright. No one knew the location of their home. Actually, scratch that. By now, everyone knew where their house was. Batman and the GCPD (as in the entire GCPD) had located their home long ago. But still, who could it be?
Ivy slowly approached the door. She silently beckoned a vine towards them, should she need protection.
"Red, be careful..."
Ivy nodded and moved closer.
She opened the door. Harley and Ivy's hearts raced. They couldn't be more shocked at who was standing outside their door.
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