Chapter 3: Some Ronshine Bonding and Training

Harley and Poison Ivy were so grateful for Ron and his team's timely rescue of them that they haven't let go of Ron for the past several minutes, still in the process of showering his face in kisses and even proceeding to cover his neck and jawline as well.

I believe that is Shego and KP. I hear them coughing into their hands now, and I am hoping to break up this snogfest from the two "antiheroes" we just saved. Harley sees fit to be the one to address them. "Something wrong Blackie? Kimmie? Oh! Did you two wanna join in on this?!" Harley tends to joke around a lot, but she sounds positively serious here, albeit gleeful as well. With a huge smile on her face to round things off, as she still clings onto me hard alongside Ivy, occasionally kissing me deeply on the lips and whatnot.

Shego, Kim, Raven, and even Rogue look like they want to be upset, but I see the smiles building up in response to Harley's energy and pep. Ivy is just over here with Harley entwined with the two of us, sniggering her plump ass off at the whole situation. "Alright, ladies, let's bring some order to this chaos. Line up single file for your share of Ronshine!" I basically order them with a grin and my hands up as if offering a surrender. They promptly and merrily comply. So it goes: Harley, Ivy, Shego, Kim (they did rock paper scissors fairly), Rogue, and then Raven (she agreed to go last to savor all of my roiling emotions, her words not mine).

Those were some of the wildest makeout sessions with heavy petting I have ever had in my life. The near-death experience with that magical egg thing must have had something to do with it, but also, nothing beats having a heavy dose of Ronshine every now and again, I feel. "Alright, let's go back home, girls. I think we all deserve some rest and relaxation for a spell after that bit of magical plant craziness."

A round of "Yes, Ronnie~" is what I get from all of the girls currently present, and soon enough, we trek back towards my group's newly acquired Quinjet. We fly all the way back to my home base, which is also, in fact, a home for me and my girls, as seen previously. Luckily, we have a dedicated hangar built into the underground base of operations that has a hidden access door underneath the pool. Rogue suggested it, pointing out the convenience of such with the X-men's Blackbird. Shego's personal stealth airship was the only thing housed here until now, with the new Quinjet being the second.

A great decision was made all around at the time, to be perfectly honest. Basically, listening to any solid suggestions from any of my girls has never steered me wrong up to this point. So, I tend to hear them out when they have something to say, whether it's for a mission or something else. Probably why they are so amenable to my own suggestions at times, really, fair is fair after all.

And I don't want to get into all of the naughty details but… Harley and Ivy were quick to rush me towards the master bedroom, my personal strike squad of harem girls following quickly on our heels as well. A lot of moans and screams of names were heard along with the mess of bodies amidst a sea of kisses and more.

It was quite the wild ride with all of my girls who were present. The horizontal tango with everybody last night lasted until well into the morning. Who needed sleep anyways when good harem girls needed some catching up with each other and the source of their Ronshine, eh?

So, here we are now in the living room of my not-so-humble abode. Harley and Ivy were allowed by Raven and Rogue to snuggle up to me on my arms, with them snuggling up to the two antiheroes, respectively. Shego and Kim, of course, took pride of place on my right and left legs as they tend to do when they are both present, and my lap cannot be preoccupied by only one of my lovely girls.

We are just spending some quality time together, resting and relaxing for real this time, like I said we would. Our brains turn off while we watch some run-of-the-mill soap opera or something. I don't really care about what's on the TV currently. Maybe we should do some channel surfing?

Like, I can appreciate a good romantic comedy with some drama now and then as much as the next emotionally secure guy, but as a hot-blooded male, I mostly defer to cool action sequences with a cast that has a lot of hot girls coincidentally. And explosions, lots of explosions for plot reasons, you understand.

It was as I had been channel surfing for about ten minutes and settled on an action movie classic that I am sure myself and present company could appreciate that I feel someone poking me in the side. I turn to my right and look into the baby blue eyes of Harley Quinn. "Yes, baby girl?" I coo at her.

Her cheeks flush deeply in response to my crooning tone and the words I chose before she gathers her wits and begins to talk. "Ronnie, do ya think ya could teach me how to harness my chi? And like, how to fight betta and stuff?" Harley asks me, and by the end of all that her eyes are just so damn big and adorable.

I kiss her on the forehead, nose, and lips in that order in response. Then I answer her verbally, you know, just to be clear and stuff. "Sure thing, baby cakes. Wanna start after this movie ends? We can make a group activity day of it with everyone here." I get a resounding bunch of "Yeah!" and "Yes!" replies from all of my girls with me currently. Some having more pep in their tones than others but, all of them are eager. Like I said before about Shego, Kim, Raven and Rogue, they just love any excuse to fight me in martial arts training.

And so, about an hour and a half after the movie ended, we transferred to the underground base. Specifically, the training room with safety mats and training weapons galore. Again, just a reminder, imagine the facilities from the underground base of operations from Chuck, the most upgraded one that was secretly kept underneath the BuyMore.

Harley and I approach the mats at the very center of the room and face each others as if getting ready for some sort of martial arts tournament bout. The rest of the girls go off to one side of the room to observe us, for now. I put my hands on my hips before I address Harley directly. "Okay, Harley. You wanted to know how to access your chi, right? Let's start with that. Come closer to me. I shall use my MMP, which is just my own special brand of chi besides my regular chi, to access your own chi."

The former Arkham psychiatrist nods her head rapidly with a smile on her face before she approaches me quickly. She's dressed for live combat in her usual outfit after splitting from the Joker: a skintight short black and red strapped rubber/latex crop tank top with a star and diamond on it, a black metallic choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red skintight rubber/latex briefs, black and red thigh high socks with a red diamond on the black sock plus a black star on the red sock, and black and red sneakers with pompoms. "Now what, Ronnie?"

I take her hands into mine and press my forehead against hers. Using one's own chi to activate and regulate the chi of another person is a rather intimate act. At least, I always thought so. Because you're going to be using your own life energy, your soul energy even, to touch the same kind of energy in another person. Pretty darn romantic on all accounts if you ask me.

I bring forth my Mystical Monkey Power and it envelops me in a flame-like full body aura of shining blue. I then close my eyes and search for the spark of Harley's chi, the very center of her soul if you will. And when I find it it appears to me in my mind's eye as a mass of deep red broiling energy, not the color of blood but more, what one would associate with the color of Valentine's day. The color of love itself is personified by this. Which, knowing Harley as I do, makes a load of sense actually.

I feed my blue MMP aura into Harley's red chi center and the reaction is immediate. "Ahhhnnn~" Harley releases a moan worthy of the best porn videos and quivers a whole lot and falls into my arms in the process. I thought she was playing jokes on me for a mere moment before I examined her closely. She's not pretending. Ah well, I am just thankful the process didn't end up hurting her or something.

And judging from how she's still moaning and squirming against me, it's nothing but good vibes until the whole ride is over. Which is totally okay with me.

I look to the side and examine the expressions of my other girls that happen to be present for all of this. They all look rather hungrily at me and Harley. "Okay girls, line up single file and I shall awaken all of your chi as well. Then, we'll all practice martial arts with some chi enhancement mixed in." I smile warmly at them all. I am so willing to do all of this because anything to make sure all of my girls have more in their proverbial arsenal to keep themselves and others safe is a good thing in my book and worth it in the long run.

And so the hours went by like that. I sparred with each of my girls one by one after unlocking all of their chi centers. Then all of them at once. We did barehanded CQC first individually then as a group. Then did the same with basic weapon arts. The girls all opted to learn to use the bo staff due to how practical it was as a weapon and is best suited for even beginners, while I opted for my specialty: the katana. Though, for some reason, I always had great affinity for the bo staff as well. So, I used that a fair bit against the girls as well.

We took water breaks and breaks for meal times and snacks as needed of course. I didn't teach Harley a new fighting style so much as refine the way she fought already. She tends to do acrobatics and dance-like attacks, so I improved on all that and added chi enhancement in terms of attack and defense afterwards. I did the same approach for the other girls as well. Keeping it all simple from my end of things just seemed right.

And when all the training was done, and it was after dinner time, we all took a shower together. The large communal shower areas were built into this underground HQ and the regular home with my harem in mind after all.

And so, we ended back right where we started from: sitting on the couch in the same formation as this morning, watching a movie. Harley saw fit to kiss me deeply and pasisonately on the lips all of a sudden. "What was that for, babe?" I asked Harley, although I had a good idea what it was for nonetheless.

"For granting my request so thoroughly. And, for being you, Ronnie." And with that she went back to resting her head on my shoulder. Which Ivy was mirroring on the other side.

AN: And this is the best place for a stopping point, I feel. For good pacing that is. I was inspired to write more due to the reception this story has been getting in terms of follows and favorites, considering how new it is to the archive. It makes me feel real good as the author. I hope this ends up being enjoyable for all who read it. I will try to release the next chapter asap but, depends on my muse as well.

Posted: 04/23/2025