Harley Quinn - Part Two

                                         Three hours later

She made Gabriel as comfortable as possible. When his eyes first opened, Gabriel thought he had been moved to a hospital bed. The soft blankets were tucked up to his chin and his head rested on two stacked pillows. Gabriel felt warm and relaxed.
Then his entire body ached all over all at once.
"I knew you would get off on that, Gabriel!' Harley said joyously.
Through the pain, Gabriel looked Harley in the eyes. "Get me some aspirin."
 "Sure pudding!"
Harley returned with a glass of water and the medication. "You know, Harley, I did enjoy our fight."
"You did?' Harley was surprised at the confession. She had punched her new found love pretty hard.
"It made me think."
"About what?" she asked.
Gabriel gently, but swiftly, embraced and kissed Harley Quinn. The zipper on her red and white bodysuit came down as a wave of confusion moved through Harley.
"No..no.." she murmured, as she pulled back in a panic. "You can't...I'm..."
Gabriel drew her back and the top of the suit fell away, revealing bare shoulders and arms and breasts, all of which Gabriel caressed softly. Harley removed her jester's cap and Gabriel reached to untie her black eye mask.
"NO!" she blurted, grasping his wrists. Her eyes burned into his. Then she guided his hand back to her body, where Gabriel completely removed her body suit. Harley was occupied removing his jeans.


                                      9 a.m. Saturday

When Harley woke and rolled over, she found Gabriel sleeping soundly. Kissing her lover, she played with his hair for a minute until he opened his eyes. He took her in his arms.
"Gabriel, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Are we...friends?"
Gabriel was surprised by the question. "Yes, we are!"
"Good! Because I really enjoyed last night. I wondered if I could come over sometimes...when I feel.."
"Lonely?" asked Gabriel, gently, realizing that a notorious criminal, wearing nothing but her eye mask, had just proposed they get serious.
"Yeah...that too! And we could do stuff together...I mean, not just this."
"Of course, Harley! I like you a lot." He kissed Harley Quinn and real happiness consumed Harley for the first time in many years.
As Gabriel sat on the side of the bed, pulling on his socks, asking Harley what she wanted for breakfast, she hugged him warmly from behind. "And we can play rough, Gabriel?"
"Any time you want!"
"Great!" blurted Harley.
The first neck chop put Gabriel in a KO daze. He wasn't asleep but he was not awake when he slumped on Harley's chest. Tilting his head sideways, exposing the throat, Harley kissed a spot below his ear and delivered a second blow. Gabriel settled into prolonged knock out.
When Gabriel recovered, all traces of Harley Quinn were gone.

                                            

                                                                 
                                             6 p.m. Monday

Going straight to the Amazonia Boxing Club from work, Gabriel saw a small crowd around the front entrance, where an ambulance had backed up. Three EMTs rolled out an unconscious woman secured in a gurney. The disheveled blond hair looked familiar to Gabriel, so he got closer, only to see his ex, Kim, clad in her usual skimpy shorts and top, being loaded into the ambulance.
"What happened?" he asked his friend Peter, who was watching.
"Someone jumped Kim in the women's locker room." explained Peter. "Decked her good."
"Probably another pissed off girlfriend." Gabriel suggested.

                                             8 a.m. Thursday

Five police cars, lights flashing, were lined up by the jewelery store across from his apartment. A woman told him the store had been hit overnight.
"Cleaned it out completely," she added, wondering what Gabriel was smiling about.

                                           4 p.m. Friday

A gift box was sitting on the custodian's desk. It had been delivered for Gabriel, the door man explained
Placing it on his own desk a few minutes later, Gabriel read the note on the lid.
"This is for you, puddin!" it read. "See you at ten!"
Damn yes!, Gabriel thought, lifting away the lid.
A stream of red and white gas issued from the box, covering Gabriel's face. It was quick.
Gabriel felt very relaxed and light headed. He couldn't even fight to keep his eyes open for long. Gabriel dropped to the carpet, content and unconscious, exactly where Harley revived him four hours later.

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.