After taking the coldest shower in his life and scrubbing his member with about a dozen bars of soap, Dick Grayson finally left the bathroom shower, exhausted and justifiably grumpy. It had been a long night.
Donning nothing but a towel around his waist, Dick walked through the hallway, his wet body glistening and his hair tangled, dripping water drops into his eyes. Brushing his bangs out of his eyes, Dick spotted Ivy lathering what appeared to be aloe vera on Selina's reddened ass cheeks in the room the Sirens were sharing...with Harley nowhere in sight.
He walked past the room, very glad that Harley seemingly had left. Out of all the lovers Dick had been with, she was by far the worst one: busting a hole in his wall, biting his dick while giving him a blowjob, dressing up in his Nightwing outfit and having sex with Ivy on his bed, and tricking him into using her pee as lube when he assfucked her.
And that was all just tonight!
Unfortunately, it was probably too good to be true if Harley had just ran away after pulling her twisted prank on him. She was probably up to something; so in the meantime, Dick had only two priorities in mind: first, get a quick snack from the kitchen (he may or may not have skipped having dinner earlier), and moving Kory from the roof, where Ivy had left her.
He was slightly anxious about doing the latter however; while Kory was usually a very kind and bubbly person, Dick wouldn't blame her for being super pissed off at him for allowing so many other women over without her permission...even though he technically only invited Karen, who was currently sleeping on a couch downstairs.
But on the other hand, Kory would probably do a better job of kicking out Harley than he would...
As Dick pondered over the way he would explain to his girlfriend that he had no involvement in Ivy's 'coworkers' showing up at their place tonight, he walked down the stairs and into the living room--where he caught sight of Harley Quinn nuzzling up against a sleeping Karen Starr on the couch.
The fact that both blondes were completely naked normally would have been a major turn-on to Dick...but considering how much grief Harley had given him earlier, and the threat Karen had made to him the last time they interacted, (where she had him thrown over his shoulder like a bag of flour) the former Robin was definitely feeling a combination of irritated and scared shitless at the moment.
"Harley!" Dick whispered furiously, quickly making his way over to the clown girl, who had thrown away the blanket that had covered Karen's sleeping form and was now gleefully groping the alternate universe Supergirl's ample bust. "What the hell are you doing?!? And how is she still awake yet?" He paused and had a sudden realization. "How did she not wake up from the foursome we were just in?"
"Don't know, don't care...but what I'm doing, Sherlock, is grabbin' titties!" Harley exclaimed loudly, not even bothering to keep her voice down. She gave Karen's bouncy orbs a hearty squeeze as she continued. "But considering this is frickin' Power Girl, it's more like grabbin' fucking udders, right? Just look at these gazongers! They're bigger than her goddamn head!"
"Keep it down!" Dick hissed, nervously eyeing Karen's sleeping face. She didn't seem to be bothered by Harley's shameless fondling, though she did wiggle her nose cutely and shake her head against the pillow she was laying on. "Do you want her to wake up and kick both our asses?"
"Aww, is widdle Birdboy scared of makin' Peegee mad?" Harley crooned tauntingly, beginning to pinch Karen's nipples, causing the taller blonde to squirm around in her sleep. "C'mon, have some fun for once, let me mess around with Power Girl--especially since you get to do that all the time, apparently!"
"Yeah, and she's usually conscious when I'm with her! Trust me, you do not want to make Peegee mad!" Dick grabbed one of Harley's wrists and pulled her away from Karen. "Besides, you should be more worried about the guy you've already made mad, Harley!"
Harley yanked herself away from Dick's grip with a knowing cackle. "Are ya still pissed off over my little practical joke, Nightboy? It was just a prank, jeez, lighten up!"
"That's not a prank, that's literally the most disgusting thing anyone's ever done to me!" Dick felt his face become flushed as all his pent-up frustrations towards Harley bubbled to the surface. "What kind of fucking weirdo carries around bottles of their own pee disguised as lube? What did I ever do to you to deserve this?"
"Well, first of all, you're a girlfriend stealin' Batman-wannabe prude. Second, I'll have you know that piss makes for a great substitute for oil as lube, it's waaaay more slippery than-"
"Get out." Dick said firmly, not even bothering to try to process what the clown girl was spouting out now. "I should've said this when you broke a hole in my wall and bit me on the dick, but get out of my house--now."
"No! Not until I get to get a full tour of Busty Sleeping Beauty's bod!" Harley snarled defiantly, her hands trailing down from Karen's breasts to her midsection, then her toned stomach. "Daaamn, Peegee's freakin' ripped! I guess it kinda makes sense, she'd need to have a super-spine to carry those tits! Whew, and I thought YOU were hunky in those tights, but mmm, check out these abs! I could grate cheese with 'em! Ya jealous?"
"You know what, I'm gonna let you do your thing." Dick grumbled with a yawn as Harley proceeded to jam her face into Karen's chiseled tummy, slobbering and licking the stacked blonde's abs without a care in the world. Karen groaned out loud from the other blonde's oral ministrations, tossing and turning on the couch without waking up. "I actually kind of hope you wake her up, if only because she'll do worse things to you than throwing you out of my house."
"Ooh, is she gonna punish me? Kinky." Harley cooed teasingly, tracing the lines of Karen's abs with her tongue, seemingly desperate to slurp up every ounce of perspiration on the taller woman's body.
But as Dick rolled his eyes and shifted his focus away from Harley lapping away at Karen's sleeping body, his gaze lingered on the clown girl's pale form, how her bared back, hips, and round, wagging ass were still covered in his congealed/dried up cum, and...
Was that a couple hundred bucks sticking out from between Harley's buttcheeks?
"Hey!" Harley yelped as Dick pulled out the money from between the shorter blonde's clenched cheeks, turning around with a flash of anger in her eyes. "Those are mine! Finders keepers!"
"From Power Girl's wallet?" Dick replied smoothly, making a quick gesture towards the opened drawer by the couch Karen was lying on. In the drawer was a collection of things the buxom blonde had brought with her earlier: her costume and cape, phone, wallet, a small container of lubricant, the strap-on she had used in the threesome with Ivy and himself...
It was a large drawer.
"What? I wanted to learn some secrets about Peegee! I haven't gotten into her phone yet, but it turns out her real name is Karen--can ya believe it? Who names themselves that?!?" Harley erupted into shrill giggles, while Dick rubbed his temples in frustration.
