A.N. - This chapter is definitely rated Mature Adults. So, skip it if you don't want to read something like that. ^.^;
Chapter Eight - Nothing Good Can Last
When Harley woke up, Jason wasn't next to her anymore. She opened her eyes to see out the large windows that night had fallen, the sky was dark & bright all at the same time. She could actually see the stars, this serene location didn't writhe under the heavy blanket of smog Gotham seemed to choke on.
She slowly pulled herself to sit up on the edge of the bed before she stood & stretched before she ran her fingers through her hair to untangle any knots she might have acquired during her peaceful sleep. "Jason?" She squeaked, moving to walk down the steps. The hyenas slept by the door, protecting her. At least she liked to think so, she really knew that they were cowardly & would run off at the first sign of unexpected trouble, like they had when Red Robin dropped behind her to cart her off to Arkham. She rubbed at the side of her head slowly where she felt the stiff skin held together by stitches, frowning slightly.
She moved through the downstairs of the cabin, not seeing Jason anywhere. Her frown deepened as she felt her heart fall slightly, until she found the door to the basement. The sounds were alive coming from down there. "Jason?" She called down into the stairwell before she heard the unmistakable sounds of male grunting in exertion before they stilled, along with her heart.
"Harls? You're awake?" She heard him call back which set her heart into motion again as she descended the steps quickly & with happy bounces.
"I thought you left, what're ya doin' down here?" She asked as she finally bounced onto the carpeted floor of the finished basement. Jason came to her as soon as he saw her, putting one of his arms around her waist to greet her with a soft kiss. Oh, a girl could get used to that sort of attention.
"Getting my computer set back up," he answered her as he pulled back to look down at her. "It's almost done; want me to show you how to use it?" His head canted to the side as she glanced past him towards the mechanical masterpiece he had been working on for hours.
"Me & computers don't work well together. I tend to make them go ka-blooey!" She chirped happily, causing him to snicker lightly. He slipped his hand in hers & tugged her towards the machine.
"If I'm not here, you'll need to know how to detect a threat if the alarms go off. I have motion sensors set up all around the perimeter, & if something crosses them—"
"English," Harley interrupted him, watching him type in a few commands to bring up live feeds from all around the outside of the house.
"If someone comes near here, the alarms will go off. I won't let anyone take you from me again. Not without a fight," he responded to her, which caused her to look at the screen with more curiosity. "When the alarms sound, I want you to come straight down here & lock the door until I call for you. If I'm gone for more than twenty minutes, there's a door to the garage through that hallway," he pointed to a door in the far corner of the wall. "You get as far away from here as you possibly can."
"Ya look like you're ready for war, Jason," Harley said softly, looking to the side of his face. She saw his jaw set, saw the determination in his eyes as he watched the monitors closely. He sighed before he turned to her & set his hips back against the desk. He reached out to take her wrists in his hands & pulled her closer to him.
"Look, you might as well know," he started, running his thumbs over her flesh lightly, as if that would soften the blow. "Joker is looking for us. So is the Bat Club. Oracle is scanning the area, even now as we speak." He paused, reaching to cup her cheek in one of his palms. His thumb slid over the familiar flesh of her cheekbone. "The Robins, they want me in Blackgate, & you back in Arkham. I won't let that happen," he promised her, seeing how the fear flashed across her eyes.
"They want you there, because of me?" She guessed, & not entirely off the mark. The fact that he was going to suffer because of her influences caused her stomach to knot.
"No, they want me there because I broke into Arkham," he answered as he let go of her other wrist & wrapped his arm around her waist so he could tug her forward into his arms. "Don't worry about it, no one will find us here."
Jason pulled her face forward with his hand on her cheek & closed his eyes as his lips pressed to hers lightly. She closed her eyes also & moved forward to press her chest to his, she was painfully aware of how his hips flexed to press against hers, & how his breath hitched in his throat when he felt Harley's tongue smoothing over his bottom lip. His lips parted, & she slipped her tongue inside of his hot mouth, feeling his tongue immediately lift to slide against hers. One of her hands slipped inside his shirt to finally feel the hard muscled, warm & inviting flesh she had desired to touch since she had woken up in bed beside him… had it really been only three days ago? It felt like so, so much longer than that, this tension & desire had been building up inside of her for years it seemed.
Harley's other hand lifted to bury her fingers deep into his raven black hair, curling to grip at the locks tightly in her fist as his hand moved from her cheek to slide down her shoulder & bicep before he moved it over to her side so that he could take the hem of her red t-shirt & start to pull it up over her flesh. His heart beat erratically in his chest as he broke the kiss to look down, his other hand moving up to slide over her toned stomach as it became revealed. She helped him, pulling the t-shirt from her flesh so she could free it from her arms & toss it to the side. He groaned with desire as he felt the front of his jeans become noticeably tighter in the front, just from looking down at the perfect mounds of flesh her bright red bra concealed.
His eyes lifted back to hers as he moved forward again, his mouth hungry for her. She fell under his attack, her lips completely pliant as her body shivered while his hands began an expedition across her now exposed flesh. Jason felt like he was on the edge, staring down into the rough seas below. He could either smash into the rocks, or he would be saved by the sea to be swept up into its madness. Either way, he was going to drown in Harley. He was well aware of that, but he was involved now, in far too deep. He didn't know what he would do without her, without feeling her unmasked adoration for him.
Her hands tugged on his hair a bit tighter before it fell away to meet her other hand down at his waist, at the hem of his white t-shirt. Harley wanted to feel his hard muscles pressed against her flesh without anything in between them, & the only way to do that was to get his shirt up over her head. His lips pulled from hers briefly to let her tug the fabric away from his skin before his head dipped down again, his lips tasting the flesh of her neck. She gave him a soft moan to lace in with his heavy panting as she let her hands do some exploring of hardened flesh of their own. She memorized the way his muscles cut, every scar & every mar on his flesh was a landmark she remembered. She'd always remember it. She pushed forward even tighter to his chest & hips as her hands slipped down for his hips, teasing at the top of his pants. He gave a soft grunt against her flesh before his hands fell down to her thick thighs. He felt his way along them & to the back until he cupped her large, round backside & tugged her up off of her feet so that her arms moved to around his neck & her thick thighs wrapped around his waist.
"Good girl," he grinned against her lips before he began to carry her towards the black soft leather couch the finished basement had to offer. He set her down onto it on her back before he moved on top of her, pressing his thigh between her legs tightly so her hips wiggled against the muscle there. She moaned at the sensation as he put pressure against her, her hands reaching up for his shoulders to pull him down to her for more passionate, heated kisses. His tongue instantly pushed open her lips, swirling around her tongue to tease & tempt to follow his into his own mouth so he could catch it with his teeth & wrap his lips around to suck on softly. Another moan escaped her throat as her hips lifted from the couch against his thigh while her hands slid down his sides to the top of his jeans again. She slipped her fingers into the small space between fabric & skin, feeling the fabric of his boxer briefs under her fingers.
Harley's heart pounded in her chest, the only thing she could hear over their heavy breathing & soft moans of pleasure for each other was the blood rushing through her temples as her pulse drummed a rhythmic beat her hips tried to keep up with against his thigh. She could feel on her inner thigh the pressure his length made as it grew under her touch, at the sounds of her moans & the way her body felt under his. He gave her a heated moan as one of her hands slipped around the front of his pants to tease at his hardening length. "Harls…" He breathed into her lips as he finally relinquished control of her tongue back to her so that his lips could start to move across her flesh. Her back arched as his hand slid across her ribcage to her side & up her back, aiming for her spine so he could pull the fabric of her bra together to unhook the straps. She blushed as he leaned up so that he could slip his fingers slowly under the straps at her shoulders & pulled them down her arms slowly, savoring the way the cups slipped over her pale skin to reveal her breasts to him.
Harley looked up at him as he looked over her naked torso like a predator staring at a trapped bunny rabbit. Her cheeks flushed even more, but she moaned when she felt his hand gliding across the skin of her stomach, upwards until he cupped one of her full breasts in his hand, his thumb rolling over her nipple slowly to excite her flesh. She bit down on the corner of her lip as she looked down at his fingers as they slowly moved over her sensitive skin to tease her with his thumb & index finger. She felt the sharp pain mixed with sweet pleasure as she gave a soft yelp & arched her back while her hips moved down against his thigh even harder.
Jason felt his heart accelerate to pound in his ribcage as if it were trying to free itself as he saw & heard how she reacted to what he did to her. It was thrilling to see her so submissive under him, letting him have his way with her completely. His eyes darkened with lust as his other hand moved to take the place of his thigh, running his hand slowly up along the inside of her thigh up to its crest, feeling just how warm she had become between her legs from his actions as his hand pressed to the fabric of the shorts of his she had put on to sleep. She wiggled against him, lifting her body to his hand as she moaned from the friction he caused. He leaned his shoulder on the back of the couch as he contented himself, just for the moment, to watch her has his hands moved across her sensitive areas, seeing how her back bowed from the pleasure, how her hips wiggled & squirmed to get him to touch her more, & the way she bit down on the corner of her lip as her eyes closed & her head tilted back from the strain of her spine elongated. She looked so perfect like this, no wonder Joker kept her around.
Harley was having a hard time controlling herself as she felt his fingers pressing & prodding along the crotch of her shorts that pulled soft moans from her throat over & over again. She was getting really worked up. One of her hands lifted to grab at his wrist, pulling his hand down tighter against the skin of her breast as she looked up at him. She didn't want him to stop, or to do anything differently. He was taking his time on her, teasing her, & building the pleasure up slowly inside of her in the most excruciatingly pleasurable way she had ever felt. Her heart wouldn't slow down; she barely had enough time to breathe to keep up with the demand of oxygen her blood required.
She moaned his name, heatedly & louder than she had been before, which delightfully brought him to lean over her again. His hand left her chest so he could hold most of his weight off of her while his head dipped down to her chest so that he could roll his soft, wet tongue across her nipple slowly before he sucked the hard flesh into his mouth. His other hand left the apex of her thighs, but only for a second as he shoved his hand down the front of her shorts to start teasing her only through the small fabric of her black & red thong she was wearing. His need for her had outweighed his desire to watch her body reacting to his touch, which he showed her by exhaling against her perked nipple with a moan. Her hands fell back on his body, following the lines of his sides before she found the waistband of his jeans again. She wasted no time as her one hand delved inside to rub at his protruding length firmly under her palm & fingers. He sucked in a sharp inhale of breath as his sucks on her stopped & he looked up at her, his face unmistakably clouded in lust.
Jason pulled back from her onto his knees as lifted one of his hands to run through his dark hair to brush it off of his forehead before he reached down to slide his hands over her hips. His fingers slipped inside the lip of her shorts & the thin string that held her thong to her hips, teasing her for a moment as he grinned by lifting it from her skin. She lifted her hips from the couch for him & he dragged her shorts & panties down over her thick thighs, past her knees & off of her ankles before he tossed them to the side where their shirts laid, discarded. He looked down at the forbidden flesh he had just revealed & involuntarily groaned heavily before he looked back up at Harley, who was biting on her lip nervously. "What?" He asked in a concerned but heady voice, concerned to see that kind of reaction to him observing her.
"Nothin'," she responded with a flush to her cheeks. He could tell it was actually something, but now wasn't the time to push the matter. He moved down over her again & pushed his lips to hers again passionately to dispel any feelings of negativity she was feeling. She responded under him by arching her back, lifting her chest to press to his tightly. Her hands moved back down to the front of his pants to undo them quickly with deft fingers so she could push them, along with his black boxer briefs down over his hips. One of his hands fell from her skin to push them down so he could untangle his legs from them & toss them onto the floor beside the couch. Harley broke the kiss so that she could look down their bodies at the hardened length of flesh he had just uncovered. She bit down on her lip before her blue eyes snapped back up to his, another flush warming her face.
"You're gorgeous," Jason whispered to her, showing her a bit of affection by placing his temple to her cheek & giving her a soft nuzzle. "You know we don't have to do this, right?"
"No, I want to," Harley whispered back to him as she reached up to draw his face back down to her. She closed her eyes as he started to kiss & bite along her neck slowly, teasing the skin softly as he ground his bare hips into hers tightly, hearing how she moaned for him & felt how wet her skin was between her thighs, waiting for him. But he wasn't ready just yet.
Harley had never felt someone paying so much attention to her body for both of their pleasure, not just his own. Her hairs all stood on end as she mentally followed every caress of his strong hands across the flesh of her sides & stomach, every kiss on her neck, every bite & suck sending electricity bolting through her bloodstream. She was on fire as she writhed in pleasure under him, & he was doing nothing to quench her desire, only teased her by making her feel like she was going to combust at any second. "Please, Jason…" she begged him, unable to handle his teasing any longer. His hand slipped between their bodies to take hold of the base of his shaft as he prodded against her wet flesh, feeling it giving way under the pressure he was building. Finally he breached her muscles & slid inside of her slowly, inch by devastating inch. She gave a short cry as she felt her muscles stretching to accommodate his length & girth, lifting her hips from the couch to help drive him forward until their hips crushed together.
Jason gave his own heated moan as he felt her body comply under his torturous motions as his hips started to move, driving himself deep inside of her before pulling back. Her back arched drastically as she gave another heated, heady moan. "Don't stop," she moaned to him as her hands slipped around his back to grip at his skin tightly, urging his hips to move even faster & harder. He could feel how her muscles tensed around his driving member, causing him to groan again. His breathing picked up as his heart raced for her. He pulled away from her neck so he could look down at her body moving under his, his hard & fast thrusts causing her breasts to bounce. He reached up to grab one as she gave a cry.
He kept going, kept assaulting her for what felt like hours with his throbbing length, wanting to find release. But he wouldn't. He bit down on his lower lip to hold his climax off, wanting her to experience hers first. "Good girl," he praised her as she continued to writhe under him as her breathing became nothing more than heavy pants between cries & moans. "You're mine," he growled heatedly as his thrusts became more primitive. He pulled back from her to grip at her thick thighs, drawing her legs up over his shoulders as he leaned down to thrust deeper inside of her. He looked down at her body so he could watch the sweat erupt across her body in a thin sheen as she struggled for air in the heated passion of their bodies entwined. He could feel her muscles quivering around him, could feel what her body felt as it prepared. "That's it, good girl, cum for me," he groaned heavily as he felt her ass bouncing off of his hips from his quick speed, the sounds of their flesh slapping together filling the room already heavy with their moans & hot breaths of pleasure.
At his command, she felt her body begin to tense up tightly. Harley gave a strangled cry just as his hand came up to put pressure on her throat. Her eyes rolled back as her back bowed while her neck arched to tilt her head backwards. "Jason!" She cried, just as her muscles instantaneously relaxed & she was flooded with pleasure rolling through her blood to flow across every part of her. She writhed underneath him, as she felt wave after wave of the potent euphoria driving through her system.
To feel her muscles tightening around his length like that wasn't something Jason had been prepared for. He couldn't help it, he gave a loud moan as he gave a final hard, deep thrust inside of her & let his load unleash upon her. She writhed even harder as she felt him throbbing & twitching inside of her, prolonging the pleasure of her climax as he came with her. Finally he collapsed on top of her still-twitching body, lowering kisses to her throat & jaw.
Harley grinned, running her nails softly down his back as they both bathed in the afterglow. "Jason, that was…" she trailed off as she closed her eyes to focus on calming her racing heart.
"Oh, Harls, I'm not done yet," Jason said with a grin before he grabbed for her again.
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On the soft glow of monitors, Harley could see that the sun had showed its magnificent face in the autumn morning on the security cameras after Jason had finally slated his lust for her. She was sore, bruised from where Jason held her too tightly, & still shaking from the effort, but she had never been more satisfied. The pads of her fingertips explored his body as he slept on top of her, slowly rubbing away his tension in his sleep. His weight crushed her, but she found it welcome & comforting, his body keeping her warm in the subterranean level of the cabin.
She could hear his even breathing, which relaxed her, but she couldn't fall asleep. How long could they in here, hiding from the world that would drive them apart & keep them from each other? Both of their lives were in danger, & it was her fault. She frowned as the realization dawned, if he was to be caught by his brethren, they would throw him in Blackgate like a common criminal. She knew he wasn't, she knew he wasn't a monster. Not like she was. She had killed for no reason other than she had been coerced into it by Joker. How could anyone blame her for listening to him, for being tricked by him as so many others had been?
Apparently that didn't matter, apparently what did was that she had done the crime & she was expected to do the time, locked away in Arkham Asylum with the key thrown away. She couldn't survive in there anymore; she didn't have it in her. Slowly she pulled herself out from under Jason to keep from waking him too much before she gathered her clothes to tug them on so she could go over to the computer he had wanted her to learn. She looked over the monitors carefully, protecting him for once. It felt good, to watch out for him as he had done for her. She felt the pride as she looked over her shoulder at his sleeping, naked form. As she had left, he had rolled over onto his side, his arm draped across the empty expanse of couch where her body should be, could be. She really should just go back to sleep with him.
That's when the alarms started to clang on the computer in front of her. She narrowed her eyes as her hands went to her ears. Jason was up like a shot, moving over to her. "What did you touch?!" He shouted to her, looking down at her angrily before his eyes started to scan the monitors & he typed in a few passwords to silence the screaming mechanical wonder.
"I didn't touch anythin', I swear!" She yelled back, getting out of his way as he started to scan the computers systems.
"Someone's in the backyard. Stay here," he commanded as he grabbed his jeans from the floor & pulled them on, not bothering to grab for his boxer briefs. He moved back to the computer to open a drawer & pulled out a handgun, checking to make sure it was loaded before he popped the hammer.
"Oh yeah, that went so well last time, Birdie Boy," Harley countered, glaring at him as she remembered what it had felt like to fall under the hand of Red Robin. Instinctively, she reached up to rub her head where she had to be stitched up in her unconscious state.
"Don't fight with me, Harley," Jason growled before he climbed the steps upstairs. After a few more seconds of tense listening, she heard the back door open & close with a bang. She turned her attention back to the monitor, watching him crossing the backyard with his gun aimed at the tree line.
Her teeth worried at her bottom lip as she watched him walk out of frame on the security camera, stepping into the woods.
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The sun beat down through the trees in the early afternoon light, causing rays of light to pierce through the foliage of the trees that had yet to start to turn the beautiful kaleidoscope of colors fall offered the New Jersey wildlife. The animals, except a bird here & there, were silent.
At first, Jason didn't see anything as his hand kept the gun steady, sweeping it along his line of vision as he searched. His bare feet made moving through the woods as silent as a ghost. But he didn't need to. No one was here.
Not that he could see, anyway. But he kept moving, his top priority had been to keep Harley safe. He had failed her once before, he wouldn't fail her again. That's when he saw, pierced into the trunk of a tree with a bloodied knife, a note.
He scowled & dropped his gun, walking towards it before he ripped it down without removing the knife. The note chilled his blood, & caused him to grit his teeth. He crumpled it in his fist before he threw it to the ground to start his trek back for the cabin. How had they been found? How had they escaped? Not everything that was as good as being with Harley could ever last; he was starting to realize that now. & now, he had a decision to make as the words of the note haunted him completely.
"Bring me Harley, & I'll give you Joker.
?"