¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (chakram) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2017-09-26 22:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, h g wells, harley quinn, xena |
Who: Xena, Harley and HG Wells
What: Random encounters
When: 9/24
Where: A furniture store
Status: complete
Rating: PG-13 for heavily implied happy fun times
Harley had woken up horny, which was probably to Helena’s benefit but it hadn’t really gone away after, so she’d gone out to hit things with her mallet, only to find that most everyone was hiding or fucking. There wasn’t as many people to kill as she’d hoped.
She pulled out her phone and called Helena. “You know babe, I think there’s something really weird going on. An’ that’s sayin’ a lot!”
Helena had more than enjoyed the morning sex. While she did so typically, this time, she, too, had woken up feeling excessively horny. After Harley had left, Helena had taken time to have her morning cup of tea before she, too, had gone out. She wasn’t certain where she was going, but she didn’t really need a destination. Especially when people seemed to be just as horny as she was.
“I think you’re onto something there, love. There’s some very unexpected things going on.”
“I’m watching a guy that vaguely resembles Newt Gingrich trying to pork a very confused looking plant,” Harley said cheerfully. “An’ the scary thing is I’m revved up enough to want to rub out out to that!”
Oh thank god, there were some mercs and they were ready for a fight. Harley would happily fight them, or screw them. Probably both. But before she could do anything there came a battle cry, and a woman in skimpy Greek armor came flying through the air, throwing a round disc at them.
Harley nearly dropped her phone. “Oh my god H you gotta get down here, there’s this hot chick beating the shit out of these guys and I ain’t gonna be responsible for my actions.”
“On a normal day, that would be a mood killer, babe,” Helena responded about the Newt Gingrich comment. She spotted some weird things as she made her way around. “Where are you? You know I’m always game for hot women.” Helena smirked.
She gave the cross streets, leaning against a car to watch the woman kick an incredible amount of ass. Half the time, she seemed to be airborne. Harley narrowed her eyes. “It can’t be.”
Her eyes widened as she recognized the warcry. She squealed.
Noting where Harley was, Helena headed in that direction. “I’m on my way.” She had to pause to take down a couple mercenaries on her way using her martial arts. She may have been horny, but she wasn’t quite wanting to screw the mercs attacking the county. When Harley squealed, Helena jerked the phone away from her ear momentarily.
“Why did you squeal? What’s happening?”
“It’s Xena, Warrior Princess! And she’s so hot!” Harley started running towards Xena. “Hello hottie! You’re kicking ass!”
Xena turned, staring at the woman that was running towards her. She laughed. “Yeah, I am.”
“Look out!” Harley flipped over Xena and smashed her mallet into the man’s face. “Ta~da~”
“I’ll be there shortly.” Not that Helena knew who Xena was, because she didn’t. She hung up so she could move faster. It didn’t take long to reach Harley and this hottie named Xena. And damn, she was quite the looker. “Well, seems I made it just in time.” Which Helena followed up by jamming her elbow into the stomach of the merc running up behind her. She then grabbed him by the arm and flipped him onto his back before she knocked him out.
“Don’t really need the help, but I appreciate it.” Xena tossed off a playful salute, before turning to catch her Chakram. It felt a little like everything was burning inside her, and she’d hoped to work it off by killing a bunch of bad guys. That was usually how Xena worked off sexual frustration when she couldn’t sleep with someone. And since none of the people she’d usually pay a booty call to were available, she’d opted for that.
“She’s my hero,” Harley whispered, before spinning her mallet around. “I don’t mind watchin’. I can appreciate a warrior woman.”
Helena eyed Xena, tilting her head a bit and watched as she caught the chakram. It wasn’t a design that Helena was familiar with, but she’d seen the weapons before. She glanced at Harley, smirking a bit before she stepped closer to Xena. “Is that a chakram?” She asked.
“You familiar?” Xena hopped down from the car she was standing on, and sauntered between the two women. Which was just where Harley wanted her.
“Very,” Harley breathed.
“Yes. I’ve acquainted myself with various weapons across history, as well as crossed paths with some. I have seen such a weapon before, though never one being wielded in combat.” Helena was getting her flirt on. She had that sultry smirk of hers. “I must say, it is very becoming being in your hands.”
Xena grinned at her, then reached over to trace a finger down Helena’s throat. “I wonder if you can handle it.”
“Oh, I read a fic like this once,” Harley brought her fists to her mouth, in barely contained glee.
“Your wife is kinda special ain’t she.”
Helena smirked, shivering lightly at the touch to her throat. It also acted like throwing gasoline on a raging fire, and her lust was now completely burning within her. She stepped a little closer to Xena, fingers lightly brushing up her arm. “She is quite an amazing woman, yes. As are you upon seeing what you can do in a fight.”
Harley’s hands twitched, and she ran her hands up her own body. “I wanna see what she can do in the exact opposite of a fight.”
A laugh rippled through Xena, the lust in Helena’s eyes reflected in her own. “Why don’t we cut the crap. There’s somethin’ in the air tonight an’ it ain’t love.”
Helena smirked. She decided to be bold, as it was when she was at her best, and she snaked an arm around Xena’s waist and pulled her close against her. “No, this is definitely lust. So what do you say, shall we see what we all are capable of when lust is indulged?”
Unable to contain herself, Harley picked them both up, Helena in her arms and Xena in Helena’s, and rushed towards a convenient furniture store. “Any bed in a storm!”
She was about to have herself a Warrior Sandwich.
Well. That was one way to get somewhere. Helena had to chuckle softly as Harley carried them off. “Also plenty of beds to make excellent use of.” Because the way she knew that she and Harley could go at it, multiple surfaces only added to the excitement.
Xena wasn’t used to being in this position, but she didn’t mind. Instead, she threaded her arms around Helena’s neck, leaning in to kiss her. There was a hunger in the kiss that went beyond whatever was affecting them, fueled by a loneliness that had no cure in this world. Harley nearly tripped at the sight, but got them safely inside and onto the first large bed.
Helena kissed Xena back, adding in her own fire and lust. Whatever was going on, she didn’t exactly mind at all. A day spent having sex was hardly the worst thing that could happen to them. Once on the bed, she grabbed Harley with one hand and pulled her into the pile. The more the merrier!
With how often no good terrible bad things happened to all of them, this was actually kind of a highlight. Xena straddled Helena, running her hands down her chest, then leaning back down and kissing her roughly. She felt hands on her own body, Harley trying to remove all that nasty clothing that was in the way.
She returned the rough kiss, moving her hands along Xena’s body and helping to remove the cumbersome clothing as well. Helena rolled her hips up against Xena, her skin starting to catch fire.
It was a fire that spread quickly, Xena’s mind blanking out save for the feel of skin beneath her and breasts at her back. She quickly lost track of who was who, but that didn’t really matter. She tasted Helena and rode Harley’s face and sometimes she did both at once, as though she were determined to wear them down. But it took a lot to wear Harley down, and she struggled valiantly to try to outlast the Warrior Princess. But she couldn’t, not with both Xena and Helena there. So she contented herself with letting Helena finish the job. And filming it. (the camera on her phone might have gotten broken out really early, but shhh).
That was the joy of multiple partners at once, the varied positions. Helena was more than happy to ride and taste and play twister. She felt things could get even better if they had toys on hand, but they could still make it fun. Helena had stamina, and she most certainly went for it. Even after what she and Harley had done that morning, she was still more than amped up to go. So once Harley exhausted herself, Helena took a harder go at Xena, now able to focus all of her efforts on her.
Twice the ladies, twice the fun, but there was something to be said about being able to focus on a single partner. Xena left teeth marks across Helena’s thighs, and her breasts, and most especially her throat. Claiming the brunette as her own, if only for one day.
Helena loved the teeth marks Xena left on her, and she’d ensured to leave her own teeth marks on Xena. Possibly even a few claw marks. Helena’s nails weren’t all that long, but she did enjoy marking people. Especially extremely attractive ones.
Bleeding a little, marked and slick with sweat, Xena settled in between the married couple. It was a nice position to be, and for now the burning that had flooded her was sated. Forever lonely, but at least she had a good sex life.
Harley pillowed her head on Xena’s shoulder, rubbing her hand across her breasts to reach Helena on the other side. “This is the best day ever.”
Helena snuggled against Xena, her head resting on her shoulder. She brushed a hand against Xena’s skin before she slid her fingers along Harley’s arm. “Mm indeed. This was quite the experience. Perhaps a repeat could be in the future? After we’re recovered from this, of course.” Helena didn’t think she could go another round right now. And she was undoubtedly going to be sore later from the exertion.
“That kinda relationship?” Xena quirked her eyebrows, basking in the attention she was getting. While she never wanted to be a third wheel, she could get used to this. At least on occasion.
“Yep.” Harley stretched again, nibbling one of the scars on Xena’s arm.
“I’ll make sure you got my number,” Xena said. “Because you got no idea how bad I needed this.”
Considering Harley didn’t just know about Gabrielle from the show, but she’d paid attention to Xena’s posts on the net, she totally had an idea how badly she’d needed it.
“I like the sound of that. Sex can be such a relief.” Helena’s fingers trailed across Xena’s stomach and she smiled a bit. She had multiple ways to relieve stress, but sex was definitely one of them.