Marvel: Batman x Ironman

[Meanwhile, upstairs...]

Harley lay on her stomach with a blanket on top of her. She was using her X-ray vision to peek into Bruce's room. She was careful. "Goddamn, Batsy, you sure know how to give a girl ideas," she muttered to herself. She felt lonely and jealous for some reason.

She pictured herself in Selina's place, riding Bruce, his strong hands wrapped around her hips, his lips kissing her neck as she did all her riding on top of him. "Mmm," Harley moaned, nipping her lip as she pictured his big cock buried deep within her. Her pussy throbbed as she felt his cock hitting her end, over and over again.

She slid her hand between her thighs, rubbing her clit with slow, teasing strokes. She could feel her pussy growing wetter as she pictured Bruce fucking her from behind, his strong hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her. She imagined Bruce spanking her while he fucked her. 'Oh, yeah, spank that slutty ass. Show me who's the boss.' Her fingers moved faster as she pictured the sting of his hand across her skin. 'Mumm~ Harder... I've been a bad girl. Spank me harder...'

Harley groaned and rubbed her clit harder. She was fucking, bucking her hips. She imagined Bruce's cock filling her pussy. And, after fucking her, he would pull his cock out and place it in front of her lips. She was grinning, slutty, fantasizing about sucking his cock. She imagined Bruce fucking her mouth, her lips covering his stiff cock as he fucked her throat without any mercy. Harley moaned at the feel of Bruce's cock banging at the back of her throat, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she sucked him.

'Oh, fuck, yeah!' Harley was panting, her fingers moving faster still as she pictured Bruce looming over her, using her for his own pleasure. 'Fuck me, Batsy. Fuck me like you own me.'

"You've been a bad girl, Harley. So, next, I'm gonna fuck your ass, raw..." She imagined Bruce's voice in her head.

She imagined his cock deep in her ass, pounding into her as she screamed his name. Harley moaned louder imagining Bruce coming in her ass, filling her with his cum while she begged for more.

Next, she imagined Bruce tying her up and teasing her, flogging her ass until she screamed his name. 'Fuck me, Batman,' she moaned, furiously rubbing her clit with her fingers as she pretended to do all the things she wanted him to do. She could feel herself closing in on the peak, her pussy clutching as she saw the image of Bruce fucking her fast and hard, his cock buried deep inside her hole. She envisioned his hand caught in her hair jerking her head backward as he thrust into her, his balls slapping into her butt as he screwed her.

'God! Gimme the pie,' Harley's breath hitched in her throat as she envisioned Bruce coming deep inside her and the warmth of his hot cum filling her as he groaned out her name.

"Oh Christ, Batsy," she breathed, her fingers moving a little faster as she dreamed of Bruce holding her tight to him, kissing her while he filled her with his seed. "Mmm, cum in me whenever you want, Batman."

Harley's orgasm hit hard. She gulped desperately for air with her fingers rubbing her clit, finally stopping after the orgasm ended. Then she opened her eyes again and looked down once more. 'Holy fuck!' she thought as her eyes widened as she saw Bruce was still fucking Selina while choking her. 'Now that's hot! So much stamina... Heheheh... Fucking me all night. Oh, how good would it be...'

'Wha-' She nearly sprung up as she spotted Selina, who was being fucked in the missionary position, looking at her. A wicked grin crossed Selina's lips. 'Oh no, I am in trouble. Big trouble,' Harley thought, but she was horny again. Selina was watching her while getting all pounded by Bruce. Her pussy twitched again.

Selina winked at her and then pulled his head forward, caressing him feverishly with one of her hands before kissing him while looking at Harley.

'Damn you!' Harley groaned, getting frustrated over Selina's playing her like this. She couldn't help but keep her eyes on them as they continued to have sex. She watched how Selina was getting pounded hard; her breasts bounced before he grabbed her boobs and squeezed them hard.

Finally, after a few more hard pounding...

"Cum in me," Selina cried, her nails raking down his back as she climaxed. Bruce came hard, filling her with his seed as he groaned her name. "That was amazing," She murmured, kissing him softly. Bruce lay on top of her for a while before rolling off of her. Selina turned to face him, caressing his cheek gently. "I love you, Bruce," she whispered, kissing him tenderly.

Her heart throbbed in anguish as she looked at them. She wished for someone to love her the way Bruce loved Selina, to hold her close and whisper sweet nothings in her ear after making love to her. 'Damn, I want to be there with them,' she thought.

That night, it was hard but Harley fell asleep around 3:30 AM after putting on the soundproof earbuds that suppress her superhearing.

..

'Where the heck am I?' Harley had ended up in the middle of a gorgeously lit ballroom. Her reflection danced on the very shiny marble floor. She wore an elegant red evening dress that fit like a glove, slit high up daringly to the thigh. Soft curls formed her face, and a delicate diamond necklace lay gently around her neck, shining like stars.

Standing before her was Bruce in a sharply tailored black suit. His piercing eyes locked onto hers as he extended a hand, a soft smile gracing his lips.

"May I have this dance?" he asked in a low, warm voice.

Harley's heart nearly stopped. She couldn't find a single word to say. She could only nod and took his hand. He pulled her closer. The orchestra plays out a slow meandering melody that they seem in perfect time to each other.

"You look nice, Batsy," she said with a very nervous grin, trying to hide behind the playful one.

Bruce chuckled, his hand resting firmly on her lower back. "You look stunning, Harley. Red really suits you."

Her cheeks flushed; she looked away, not able to take the seriousness of his gaze. "Stop it, or I'll start thinkin' you're sweet on me."

"Perhaps I am," he said, his voice soft but serious.

Harley's heart skipped a beat. She tipped her head to look at him, her eyes scanned his face for any sign of teasing and saw none. He was in earnest, and it threw her off.

"You mean that?" she asked, her voice uncharacteristically shy.

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't," Bruce said, his thumb lightly brushing against her side. "You deserve to be loved, Harley. Truly loved."

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and she gave him a shy smile. "You're somethin' else, Bats."

The music slowed, and Bruce leaned in, his lips inching closer to hers. Harley's breath hitched as her heart pounded in her chest. This was it, the moment she'd secretly dreamed of, even if she never admitted it to herself.

Just as their lips were about to meet, a loud, jarring noise shattered the moment. She felt like falling down an endless hole.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Harley jerked her eyes open and almost tumbled from the bed when the shrieking alarm clock pierced her ears. Her hair was all disheveled, and the blanket became knotted around her legs as she desperately reached to put an end to the annoying shrill of the alarm clock.

"Goddamn it!" she groaned, smacking the clock to silence it, but ended up smashing it to a scrap. "Ah! Crap!" She flopped back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Of course, it was a dream. Just my rotten luck. Huh?! My earpods." She put on her noise-cancellation earpods and switched on a song.

She brushed a hand through her rumpled hair, and her eyes snapped back to the dream. The way he looked at her, held her, spoke to her—it all felt so real. She blushed, recalling the almost kiss, and she let out a frustrated groan.

"Ugh, get a grip, Quinn," she muttered to herself. "It was just a stupid dream."

Still, she couldn't help but hold onto the embers, or the pang in her chest. She let out a long sigh and jumped down from the bed. As hard as it was to still her thoughts, she knew she had work ahead of her. Morgan would be waking soon, and she simply couldn't have the girl find her all dazed and lost.

She stretched and stood up, mumbling darkly. "Fine, time to assume the role of Harley Quinn, nanny extraordinaire. Let's hope Helly-belly doesn't call in any more of those ghosts."

And with that, she cleaned the room while humming the song. Then she made her way to the bathroom.

Rubbing her eyes, she twisted the door knob a little too hard without restraining her strength, and in her drowsy state, she didn't notice the lock breaking. She stepped in and closed the door. Then with closed eyes and a large yawn, she took off her clothes and entered the shower. She scratched her head and felt the shower was already on.

"Huh?!" She opened her eyes. "Wha?"

Harley touched her ears... She forgot to take off those earbuds.

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