Inspired by the Injustice Comics. These two were cute together.
Harley Quinn, with her infectious laughter and mischievous eyes, found herself in an intriguing predicament, handcuffed by none other than a brooding Green Arrow. The Arrow cave echoed with the hum of their breathing, the tension between them palpable and electric.
Harley, with her signature coy smile, persuaded Oliver to uncuff her, promising a show of gratitude for keeping her safe and hidden from the Regime. He knew he should know better but he'd always had a weakness for pretty blondes, and it's not like she could go anywhere.
The moment the cuffs clattered to the ground, she dropped to her knees, her gaze never leaving his. He grinned as she unzipped his pants, making clear how she intended to thank him.
With a seductive flick of her tongue, she teased the tip of his dick, making him gasp. Her lips parted, enveloping him in a warm, wet embrace, her head bobbing rhythmically as she took him deeper. She worked him skillfully, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, her hand gripping the base tightly. The sounds of her sucking filled the cave, a symphony of pleasure that made Oliver's breath hitch.
With a wink and a playful tug on his goatee, she sent him over the edge. He pulled her onto his lap, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck. His fingers traced the curves of her body, finally settling on the zipper of her jacket. With a swift motion, he rolled it off her shoulders, revealing the lacy black bra that hugged her full breasts. His mouth found her nipples through the fabric, his tongue circling them until they hardened into tight buds. He tugged at her bra, freeing her breasts, and lavished attention on them, his tongue flicking and teasing her nipples until she was writhing in his lap.
His hands found the button of her pants, and he unzipped them slowly, his fingers dipping inside to find her wet and ready. He rubbed her clit in slow circles, making her moan and arch her back. She was ready for more, and with a quick motion, she straddled him, guiding his dick inside her. She rode him hard, her hips rolling in a rhythm that made his head spin. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their skin slick with sweat.
Harley's fingers found his goatee again, tugging it hard as she rode him. Oliver's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements. They scratched each other's bodies, leaving red marks on their skin, and pulled each other's hair, the pain adding a thrill to their passion. Harley's moans filled the cave, her breath hitching as she neared her climax. Oliver's thrusts became more desperate, his release imminent.
In the end, they collapsed in a heap of sweaty, satisfied limbs. Harley's laughter filled the cave once more, a sound that was both triumphant and content. Green Arrow, his eyes heavy with satisfaction, pulled her close, his heart beating in time with hers. Sometimes he loved this job.