[ He finds this bump of metal with his gloved thumb and smiles, rolling it with thumb and forefinger in a way that makes little twists in the fabric of her shirt. He'll have to get rid of that in a minute. In a minute, in a minute, his tongue is busy licking over the red mark he's left there on her throat. She has a good skintone for marks. ]
Your guy like it when ya come with bruises?
[ He'd rather be contributing to their relationship than causing a mess, although neither answer is really going to stop him from rocking against her. The squeeze of her legs at his sides is an easy, inviting pleasure. ]
He might get a little growly about it, but don't worry. S'not like he's gonna come after you or anything.
[ truth be told, harley kind of likes it when hellboy displays some level of possessiveness over her, if only because it's not the same degree of claiming that her ex used to live by — going so far overboard that she had to get permission to do anything on her own. not to mention any guy who even so much as looked at her too long was always potentially at risk for losing at least the one eye, maybe both.
so even if big red decides to take it out on her later, it'll be in the way they both enjoy, when he can leave his own mark on her, or thumb over the ink she's sporting on her ass just for him as a reminder that she'll always come back to one bed in particular over the rest. not that she's in a bed now, her thighs gripping at majima's hips and her lips parted for a soft sigh when he soothes over the bruise he's left with his tongue. ]
How d'you want me? Face-to-face, bent over? Start one way and then flip me over to the other side?
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Your guy like it when ya come with bruises?
[ He'd rather be contributing to their relationship than causing a mess, although neither answer is really going to stop him from rocking against her. The squeeze of her legs at his sides is an easy, inviting pleasure. ]
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[ truth be told, harley kind of likes it when hellboy displays some level of possessiveness over her, if only because it's not the same degree of claiming that her ex used to live by — going so far overboard that she had to get permission to do anything on her own. not to mention any guy who even so much as looked at her too long was always potentially at risk for losing at least the one eye, maybe both.
so even if big red decides to take it out on her later, it'll be in the way they both enjoy, when he can leave his own mark on her, or thumb over the ink she's sporting on her ass just for him as a reminder that she'll always come back to one bed in particular over the rest. not that she's in a bed now, her thighs gripping at majima's hips and her lips parted for a soft sigh when he soothes over the bruise he's left with his tongue. ]
How d'you want me? Face-to-face, bent over? Start one way and then flip me over to the other side?