Harley Quinn - Part One

                                                  5 p.m. Friday

Gabriel was weary as he settled on the couch in front of the wide screen television, which he lazily turned on with a remote. Having just left work and experienced a long commuter train ride, Gabriel was in no hurry for dinner. He just wanted to relax awhile.
Harley Quinn emerged quietly from the bedroom, where she had been waiting for two hours. Resting on her shoulder was a medium sized, long handled mallet. The lady criminal was impatient for Gabriel to come home, she wanted to try out one of her choice weapons.
She stopped behind him, grinned and raised the mallet to the right height above the target's head.
"Say nighty-night!" Gabriel was told by a rough but very feminine voice that reminded him of Bennsonhurst. With the exact force required, Harley Quinn brought the hammer down on his head.
Bright stars were everywhere. Letting out a surprised groan, Gabriel slumped into a deep knockout.
Putting aside her weapon, Harley Quinn dashed around to check on her victim, who had slouched into the comfortable cushions, his body completely limp.
"That's great, Gabe!" she declared to the unconscious male after thumbing his eyelids and seeing only whites. "Now you sleep tight!"
She patted his cheek and left to get her equipment.

                                            Two hours later

Gabriel came out of dreamland, eyes opening steadily until he took in the entirety of his spacious, 12th floor apartment. A digital camera rested on a tripod, recoding everything that passed in the street below. Standing over him was a stunning woman in a red and white harlequin body suit.
"Harley? Quinn?" he asked when his head stopped swimming.
"In the flesh, cutie!" Harley replied, placing her hands firmly on her hips. "Feel better after nap time?"
For a few moments, Gabriel said nothing. Standing before him was a woman he'd seen a dozen times on the news, perpetuating some crime with her partner The Joker, and being brought to justice by Batman or Wonder Woman. The body suit revealed every contour of Harley's athletic body, especially her round breasts and well developed ass. Harley's smile, erotic and aggressive, bolted Gabriel in place while her brown eyes pierced him.
Gabriel fell completely in love.
"Hey! You okay down there?"
Gabriel shook his head. "Now that you mention it, I do have a headache."
Harley exploded in happy laughter. "You got a sense of humor! I like that! A lot of guys I conk on the head have no sense of humor when they wake up!"
Darting quickly to the camera, Harley made quick adjustments to the tripod and checked the battery power. "I'm glad you can take a joke, because we're going to be together all night!"
"Why?" Gabriel asked.
Harley went back to her prisoner. "Because I need to record the security protocols of the jewelry store across the street. And your apartment gives me the perfect place to watch!" Harley looked at Gabriel apprehensively. "What's the matter, don't you want me around?"
Gabriel realized Harley's voice belonged to an aggressive kupie doll. "No, no, I could use the company."
"Great!" Harley exclaimed. "I made a new friend! Gabriel?"
"Yeah?"
"You're cute! Pleasant dreams!"
The edge of Harley's extended right hand hammered the side of Gabriel's throat. Pain stabbed his brain and Gabriel fell heavily on the couch, out cold.

 One hour later

The living room ceiling was the first thing Gabriel saw when he woke. Then he saw Harley's smiling face.
"Hope that didn't hurt too much? I like it a little rough, makes beating up men more fun!"
Rubbing his aching neck, Gabriel sat up. "You like doing that?"
"A lot! Guys look so sexy when they are out for the count!'
 Gabriel had heard the exact statement a number of times at the Amazonia Boxing Club, most recently from his ex girlfriend, Kim, who had knocked him out in three boxing matches.
"And how do I look?"
Harley pulled back like a snake had leaped at her. She told the truth nervously. "You are really cute."
Both were silent for a moment as Harley rechecked the surveillance equipment.
"I looked around the place while you were 'lights out.' I hope you don't mind."
"Nope. I'm your prisoner."
"Yeah, you are!' Harley was less nervous now. "I see you don't have any pictures around here. No one special in your life?"
"I have an ex," said Gabriel, settling back on the couch. She and I broke up a few weeks ago. I thought we were serious..."
"I know." Harley's face softened. "I had someone, too. You probably know him?"
For a few years, Harley Quinn had been The Joker's paramour and partner in crime. Their very public and violent separation was broadcast on all the media outlets. "He never really...loved me..."
"No, he didn't" Gabriel confirmed.
"And your girl?"
"Maybe she thought she loved me for while, but not for very long."
"What was her name?"
"Kim Caldwell. I see her at the Amazonia Boxing Club sometimes."
Harley was pleasantly surprised. "You box with women?"
Gabriel looked away, embarrassed. "Yeah, kind of...pretty often."
"Puddin, that's nothing to be ashamed of! I like fighting, too!"
Harley, thrilled at Gabriel's confession, retrieved a gym bag from her equipment, and removed a pair of white boxing gloves. She pulled them on her hands and approached Gabriel, who felt an interior fire burst out. Boxing with Kim always made sex better after a go in the ring.
"I'm going to be here til morning, so let's have some fun!" Harley declared.
As Harley threw punches in the air at Gabriel, he saw the word "SWEET"  printed in black letters on the left glove and "DREAMS" on the right. He nearly creamed.
Harley was startled but not surprised when Gabriel kissed her as they assumed fighting stances. She had guessed correctly what kind of man Gabriel was: submissive.
"I'm going to beat you senseless, sweetheart!" she said when they broke the embrace.  Harley quickly unloaded on Gabriel with quick, brutal punches. Getting worked over hurt, but Gabriel loved that the beating came from the woman he'd just held in his arms.
The glow of a growing climax was on Harley's face. The glove marked "DREAMS" caught the side of Gabriel's chin, snapping off the lights in his head. He fell heavily onto Harley's right shoulder, arms and legs dangling.
"Ahhh....thank you....Gabriel....!"
Harley Quinn took a moment to steady herself. She felt pleasurably washed out and her legs were unreliable as she carried Gabriel to his bed.