I've been reading a lot of superhero stories recently, and like the rhythm and flow of them. I'm not a big follower of the Marvel Universe, other than watching the movies. I grew up in a DC Comics house, so Batman, Superman and Justice League are more my speed.
After seeing Margot Robbie play Harley Quinn in Suicide Squad, and Christian Bale play Batman in the Dark Knight Trilogy, the thought of pairing the two characters appealed to me. I was picturing Margot's bright, bubbly Harley counterbalancing Bale's flat, brooding Batman.
Anyway, here it is, lemme know what you think.
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Gotham
Another cool, overcast night finds Batman kneeling on a parapet on a corner of the thirtieth floor of the Bailey building in Gotham City.
It was a moonless night, and the cloud cover obscured the stars, leaving the concrete caverns of Gotham City shrouded in shadow. A perfect night for criminals and miscreants to venture out and play.
Batman had been getting tips that the Joker was planning something big in the area, and he'd spent the past several nights staking out the area. He had surveyed every high value target he could think of, but the Joker was so unpredictable, it was often difficult to gauge what he might consider to be a high value target.
He'd been in his present location for over an hour, and was debating whether to move, or just call it a night when he saw movement on a rooftop down the block. He watched as a figure moved from shadow to shadow, then abruptly stepped into a pool of light cast by a security lamp and began spinning and jumping about haphazardly.
A slow smile spread across his face as he watched her. Even without her distinctive blonde hair, tight t-shirt and skin tight booty shorts, he knew by her antics that it could only be one person.
Harley Quinn.
Batman's smile grew broader as he watched her dance. There didn't seem to be any rhythm or style to her movements, but she moved so gracefully, leaping and twirling playfully, but always staying in the broad circle of light.
After almost ten minutes, she came to an abrupt stop, and strolled casually toward the access door on one corner of the building.
"Shit." Batman muttered, realizing that he might have missed his chance to confront her. Getting to his feet, he leapt into the space over the street, firing a grappling hook toward a building overlooking the one Harley was on. As he started to descend, he felt the Batrope tighten, pulling him to one side. He swung easily over the short distance, releasing the rope as he grazed over the roof and trotted to a stop.
He was about to speak when Harley turned and faced him.
"What took ya so long Bats?" She laughed, letting her bat rest on the pebbled surface of the roof and leaning on it. "I knew ya was up there, I've been watchin' ya for a while. I was kinda hopin' you'd come down and say hi."
"Where's the Joker, Harley?" Batman asked, taking long graceful strides toward her. He stopped twenty feet away, and waited for her to answer.
"Where's Mistah J?" She giggled as she picked up the bat and began walking back and forth. "Don't know, don't care, and it don't matter anyway. He's got some kinda gig lined up, and I wasn't invited, so I'm out seein' what kind of good time I can find for myself."
She paused, turning to face him as she slung the bat over her shoulders and lay her forearms across it. It was a practiced move that he'd seen her use before when she wanted to signal she just wanted to talk.
"So, you got any ideas Bats?" She asked, taking a deep breath that made her full, firm breasts rise up on her chest. She moved her hips back and forth slowly as she looked at him. "About what kind of good time I could find, and who I could do it with, I mean?"
"Are you hitting on me, Harley?" Batman laughed, moving a couple steps closer.
"Well...I guess I am Bats. I mean hittin' you is gettin' kinda boring, cuz you're so strong and all." She giggled, moving a couple steps toward him. "I always thought you was kinda hot. You're nice and tall, and there's solid muscle under that padding you wear. I've felt it when you've pinned me down, or laid on top of me...you know, like when ya have to restrain me...and it just made me wonder how it would feel to have you layin' on top of me...doin' somethin' else."
"You know I've had other super villains try to seduce me, Harley. I know all the tricks." Batman said as he moved closer. They were less than ten feet apart now.
"Aw, I ain't no super villain Bats. I'm just a side kick." She laughed. Dropping one hand off the bat, she reached behind her back and pulled out a gold plated Chiappa Rhino, holding it in front of her.
"This here is my all time favorite gun." She said with a smile, gazing fondly at the gun. "Mistah J had it made for me. I've shot him twice with it."
Looking back up at him, she flipped the gun over, grabbed it by the barrel and flung it the length of the roof. They heard it clatter as it hit some debris.
Raising her hands over her head, she turned slowly, letting him see that she had no other weapons. She smiled sweetly as she came to a stop facing him again.
"What about the bat Harley? You're a badass with that thing." Batman said as he stepped over, coming to a stop in front of her.
"Really? That is so sweet!" Harley said, grinning from ear to ear. "The big bad Batman thinks I'm a badass with my bat!"
She looked at the bat, then back at Batman.
"I'll tell ya what. I'll put my bat down, but if we go some place an' get busy, I gotta take my baby with me." She said seriously. "As much as I wanna bump uglies with ya, I'm not riskin' losin' my baby girl. Me an' her been through too much and had too much fun together."
"What makes you think I want to go someplace and get busy with you Harley?" Batman asked.
"Oh please! I see how you look at me. You may be the Dark Knight and Caped Crusader and all that crap, but yer still a man." Harley said as she let the bat drop to the ground beside her. Running her hand up over her hips, she moved them over her stomach and drew them up slowly until she was cupping her breasts. "I see how that cod piece gets tight, even when Mishah J has you tied up and is threatenin' an' torturin' you, you can't help gettin' a stiffy lookin' at me!"
Batman knew she was right, his cod piece was feeling very tight at the moment as his cock hardened from watching her play with her tits. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. The stiff peaks of her nipples poked out against the light material of her shirt, and he could make out the shape of both breasts as she massaged them.
"I guess you have somewhere in mi..."
"The top four floors of this building are empty, furnished apartments. You can pick the floor and the apartment."
"So we have to break into a..."
"Are you serious? Yer gonna pass on a chance to pound my ass into a mattress because of a little breaking and entering?" Harley laughed. Reaching down, she pushed her shorts down over her hips letting him see the neatly trimmed little landing strip over her pussy, and pointed at it. "If you break into an apartment with me, I'll let ya enter this."
"Yeah." Batman chuckled, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. "It's not like the police are actually going to arrest me..."
"Hold on a second Bats! Lemme pull my pants up and get my bat fer crissakes." Harley laughed, pulling away from him.
She shook and shimmied as she pulled the shorts up, then leaned down and picked up her bat.
"Okay, let's go. The doors open, I already busted the lock."
"You were that sure I was gonna go along with this?" Batman laughed as he followed her across the roof.
"The only guys that would turn this down would be a dumbass, a holy roller or a fag, an' I know you ain't stupid or a gay."
Batman didn't say anything as he followed her through the door and down a flight of stairs. Harley looked over her shoulder at him as she came to the first landing, and he nodded toward the stairs for her to continue. As they approached the next door, he said, "Take the next one. You pick the apartment."
Harley's laughter followed them down as she took the stairs three at a time. When she reached the landing, she kicked the door open and stepped through, turning right and going to the first door they came to. She kicked that door open, and was peeling her t-shirt off as she stepped though it.
"You can keep the cowl on Bats, but ya gotta lose the cape...the cod piece has gotta go too." She said as she turned to face him. Her hands were already pushing her shorts down over her hips.
"What, you don't want to see my face, Harley?" Batman laughed as he unhooked his cape and tossed it over a chair.
"Oh, I've seen your face lotsa times Bats. We've drugged or knocked you out often enough." Harley said as she stepped out of her shorts. "But I've never let Mistah J see it. I figured that was somethin' special, between you an' me."
She started to unzip her boots, but Batman stopped her.
"Leave the boots on Harley, they look sexy as shit on you." Batman grunted as he hit a release and the upper half of his suit fell around his waist. Reaching down, he opened the buckles on the instep of his boots and stepped out of them, then pushed the Batsuit down over his legs and off over his feet.
Moving quickly, he grabbed Harley by the shoulders, pushing her backwards until her legs hit the couch and she abruptly sat down. Batman dropped to his knees between her legs, pulling her forward until her ass was perched right on the edge of the cushion. He stared at the clean shaved mound of her pussy, licking his lips as he watched the puffy inner lips spread open like a moist pink flower.
"Last chance, on or off." He said, bringing his hands up on either side of his cowl.
"Leave it on...for now." Harley giggled, reaching down and grabbing the ears at the top of his cowl. "I wanna know it's Batman munchin' my muffin, but you can take it off later when we start bumpin' uglies. I like to kiss when I fuck."
"So do I." Batman muttered as he let her draw his head forward, guiding his face between her legs.
Harley shivered as she felt his warm breath caressing the insides of her thighs, then the sensitive skin of her mons. She gasped as she felt his tongue drag slowly up one side of her pussy mound, then the other. Holding her breath, she hoped she knew what was coming next.
