Day Two-Hundred Seventy Five
It had been a few days since Bats and I talked. I'd just give him breakfast and leave the room to wash the windows, and he wouldn't even say goodbye to me. Then when he'd come for dinner, I'd just give him his dinner and leave the room again. I wanted to visit Barry today cus Red was too busy.
Harley waited outside the complex and saw Barry coming downstairs, smiling at Harley. He took her to a small cafe and they ordered lunch together. "What's with the long face?" he asked.
"Nothing," Harley sighed playing with her food.
"C'mon, Harley. What's wrong?"
"I don't think I can read people very well. I always choose the worst men to fall in love with."
"Did you have a fight with Bruce?" he asked quietly. Harley nodded sadly. "Well, wanna know some tips on how to read people? I'm the master at it." Harley gave a faint smile. "Look at that guy over there. What kinda job do you think he has?"
"A salesman?" Harley asked while eating a powdered donut. She didn't realize she got the powder all over her lips and he smiled.
"Here, let me get that for you," he said leaning forward. He brushed the powder off of Harley's soft lips with his thumb. He stared at Harley's lips for a second and snapped out of it. He smiled and sat back down. Harley smiled and turned a bit red.
"I tend to spill a lot," she confessed shyly.
"I can tell," Barry smiled sweetly. "Okay, so what about her?" Harley looked to see a woman stepping into the cafe. "Leather jacket, red lipsticks, fishnet stockings? I'd say a motorcyclist or a pilot. And...29, 30? I can see that she has a husband, someone who loves her very much. She's more of the man in the relationship. She loves chewing bubble gum and she loves practicing martial arts. She's a top-notch athlete and can kick ass."
"Wow! How can you tell all that?" Harley asked amazed.
"Talent," Barry shrugged.
"Barry?" the woman asked. "Where were you last night? You didn't attend the meeting."
"I was kinda busy," Barry replied. "I'll see ya at tonight's meeting." The woman nodded and ordered her lunch then headed out. Barry laughed at Harley's reaction, knowing she was duped into thinking he was the master at solving people out. Harley looked at Barry laughing and she couldn't help but smile, too.
"S-Stop," she said trying not to laugh, "it's not funny."
"I'm sorry. It's just you're so funny," Barry laughed. "So, when are you gonna buy me that spaghetti, huh? I'm really craving it right now. How about dinner?"
"Um...can I ask you a question?" Harley asked. He nodded. "Do I look like a dim-wit to you?"
"A what?" he laughed.
"A dim-wit. Do I look stupid to you?"
"Actually, I think you're the cutest girl I ever met," Barry bluntly stated leaning back on his chair with a smile. Harley's eyes widened and she blushed a darker shade of red. "Really, Harley. Bruce doesn't realize what kinda girl he has. I'm sure any guy would love to have you as their fiance." Harley smiled and realized that it was starting to get late. She promised Barry she'd buy him spaghetti some other time, but she wanted to go home to cook Bruce food.
Bruce came home the usual time he did and she watched him eating dinner. Bruce secretly felt happy that Harley was sitting in front of him, glad that she wasn't angry anymore. "Ya still didn't get a ring, Mistah Wayne," Harley said touching his left hand gently. "But no worries! I got the solution!" Harley ran away and came back with a sharpie in her hand. She held Bruce's left hand and drew him an engagement ring on his left ring finger. "Oh, and what about a watch?"
Harley drew a watch on Bruce's wrist and she looked up to see him smiling. Harley giggled and said, "You like wearing sunglasses, dontcha Mistah Wayne?"
"Hey, Harley. Stop," he smiled and dropped his fork on the table. She leaned forward with the sharpie and he immediately backed away. She laughed loudly and chased after Bruce. Bruce ran all the way upstairs and just when he was about to close the door on Harley, she slipped through and brought the sharpie towards Bruce's face. He quickly grabbed her wrist laughing and pushed her hands away.
Bruce and Harley's laughter filled their ears with joy, and Bruce accidentally pushed Harley a little too hard, causing her to fall on Bruce's bed. But Harley kept her grip on Bruce as she fell, causing him to fall on top of her. The moment Bruce felt his body pinning Harley down, he stopped laughing. His eyes were hypnotized once again by Harley's baby blue eyes. Harley put the sharpie away and leaned up to kiss Bruce lightly.
Harley sucked on Bruce's lips lightly, biting on his lower lip gently. She licked her lips after and looked up into Bruce's eyes. She saw him leaning down but he stopped mid-way. Harley felt Bruce's heavy breathing getting heavier. He was looking into her eyes, hesitating whether to kiss her or not. Harley was as still as a statue until Bruce leaned down to kiss her passionately.
Harley wrapped her arms around the back of Bruce's head, pulling him in closer. Bruce put his hand on Harley's waist, and she grabbed his hand letting him touch her breast. Harley gave a seductive moan and Bruce shivered from her moan, feeling the tingles in his spine. Harley slipped her hands under Bruce's shirt and swiftly took it off for him. Bruce did the same to Harley, and he unhooked her bra, letting it gently land onto the floor. Bruce's breathing became heavier, looking at Harley's volumptuous breasts moving up and down with her panting.
Harley immediately stripped Bruce off of his belt, and she unzipped his pants for him. She pushed him down onto the bed. Bruce leaned his back to the wall, sitting down comfortably as Harley kissed him from his neck to his chest to his abs. Harley ripped off Bruce's pants and saw that he was completely hard. She wrapped both hands around his large size and gave him a quick handjob. She saw Bruce's leg twitch and she took him in her mouth.
Bruce gave a small moan as Harley sucked on his wood as if it were an ice cream. Bruce's leg twitched again, and Bruce's breathing got heavier. He put his hands behind Harley's head, pushing her in deeper gently. Harley could hear Bruce's breathing rapidly increase, and she sucked in her cheeks to suck hard like a vacuum. Bruce gave an uncontrollable loud moan and leaned forward, feeling himself about to explode but he didn't. He quickly tried to catch his breath, but Harley didn't give him time. She just sucked hard once again and Bruce burst into Harley's mouth.
Harley licked Bruce meticulously, and this time Bruce pinned Harley down. He kissed her from her neck, down to her breast, down to her stomach. He spread Harley's legs out widely and saw her getting wetter. Bruce leaned down and kissed her hot core. He then slipped his tongue through her, and Harley moaned loudly. Bruce swirled his tongue around and around, and Harley's legs kept moving up and down the bed. She tried to contain herself, and she tried not to be so loud. Harley clenched her fists on the sheets. She grinded her teeth and moaned with her mouth closed. With one more lick, Harley gave in and let out a moan of release.
Bruce lifted his head and he nipped on Harley's neck. She felt his wood poking her in the lower stomach, and she was trembling under his body. Bruce placed his body into a comfortable position and kept Harley's legs wide open. Her breathing rapdily paced, and she gave a loud gasp when she felt his big wood penetrate through her. Harley clutched her nails into Bruce's back, and she held him close.
Bruce leaned in deep, making Harley moan loudly. Harley planted her feet on the bed and lifted her hips up high, moaning with every centimeter she lifted her hips, feeling his size ripping her sensationally. "Mistah Wayne," she moaned. "Oh, yes!" Bruce thrust his hips in and out a bit roughly. Bruce was going fast for Harley, making it hurt more than usual. Harley tightened from the pain, and she heard Bruce groan with pleasure feeling her getting tighter.
Bruce thrust harder and faster, getting Harley closer to her climax. She kept moaning Bruce's name in his ear seductively, turning him on even more and making him work harder. Bruce was thrusting so hard and fast that the bed's springs were echoing through the room, slightly droned out by the moans of Harley and Bruce. Bruce was almost moaning louder than Harley, feeling a more heightened sensation. The sound of skin slapping one another echoed past the moaning until Harley's scream echoed throughout the room.
Bruce felt Harley's liquid dripping onto the bed sheet, and soon enough Bruce caved in. He released inside of Harley, and his body trembled. His body landed on top of Harley's, nearly suffocating her. Bruce could barely hold himself up on his arms, and he pulled himself out slowly. She could see that he wasn't completely limp. There was still a bit more in him. Harley went to pin Bruce down but he stopped her. "What's wrong, Mistah Wayne?" Harley panted.
"We still need to eat dinner," he panted, stroking Harley's cheek softly, looking into her baby blue eyes.
"Dinner can wait just a few more minutes-"
"Harley, let's head downstairs." Bruce leaned in and gave Harley a passionate kiss on her lips, and when he tried leaning back away from it, Harley kept leaning forward, sucking on Bruce's lips seductively.
"You can go one more round, Bats," Harley moaned through the kiss feeling Bruce getting hard again. "I can feel it."
"No, Harley," Bruce moaned and he had to lean away from the kiss. "We can continue next time." Bruce had to get out of bed quickly before he could've been tempted again, and Harley whined like a puppy but listened to Bruce.