Make You Itch Who: Ivy, Harley, Harvey and others Where: Arkham City HQ, the Narrows When: A few days after Batman's foray into the Narrows What: Ivy confronts Harvey Note: Hope you don't mind that I modded Harley a little through sex!
Ivy kissed her way down Harley's willing body, tickling her with her lips, making her lover giggle in that adorably inane and insane way she had. She ran her slender fingers along the damp silk of the insides of Harley's thighs as she guided them over her shoulders and buried her face between her legs, her bright red hair falling like satin petals against Harley's pale flesh. Harley moaned, her head falling back and her feet wriggling in the covers, the heels digging in as if desperately trying to find purchase. "Ooh, yeah, Red! Yeah, right there!"
Ivy dove in deeper, Harley squealing as Ivy's bright eyes peering up along her body, watching the blissful expression on her lover's face as she tasted her, feasted on her, like a bee savoring that pollen inside the delicate petals of a pink rose. Harley was loud, though afterward, Ivy would still rage at herself for not hearing it, not catching any of the signs. It wasn't until they accidentally flicked the light on the camera that Ivy realized they were being watched by a giggling, giddy gaggle of horny men.
"Son of a fucking bitch!" Ivy shouted, wiping her mouth and chin with the back of her hand and reaching for a blanket. She threw it at Harley, telling her to cover herself up as she wiggled into her little green dress. The men had scattered, but she'd recognized a few faces before they'd disappeared. "You'd better run!" she cried after them. To Harley, she said, "We're talking to Harvey. He has at least a little control over these idiots, and I'm sick and tired of being on display for them to yank on their stamens to!"