Roleplay in the bedroom.

I was thinking that I might really enjoy role play especially in the bedroom where it does not have to be all that serious. I know I am more than willing to try. I just have not thought up many that I think I would love. I have plenty of fantasies but they mostly center on me and someone I know or a made up person. The few I can think of off the top of my head that would be fun are; Harley and Joker, Snape and ...me? and , Anita Blake and crowd. I have a short story about Harley and Joker I did with Teacher. As for Snape I am well aware of the reasons no but fan fiction has ruined that for me and I think sex would be fun. That last one would be an orgy of awesome.

This was done over an IM system so it may seem a little back and forth but thats how I want to keep it.

Imagine it is Halloween night and we've spent the early evening watching "Dracula," "Army of Darkness" and "The Dark Knight". A great start to any evening I assure you. Afterwards, we got in costume and headed out to a small party. Now we are back at my place, still in costume. I am dressed as The Joker in full makeup, complete with green dye in my hair. You are dressed as Harley Quinn, spandex and all.

I grin and bounce my head back and forth just enough to hear my bells jingle. I must admit the green hair is interesting with that red-blond coming through. I know that look pretty cute in my outfit and have spent the entire night up to this point doing my best to tease you. Casually grinding and laying my body against yours whenever the chance was given, and giving you a good view of my tight ass when I knew you were looking. I know you are in a bit of frenzy and I love it. On the way home I made a point of sliding my hand against your hard cock trapped between your pains as often as I could.

I grin and begin by asking you to stand in the middle of the bedroom, hands at your side.

I pause smiling at your sudden dominance. You know I love it when you take control. I move as asked my head cocked to one side looking at you quizzically.

I stand directly in front of you, my eyes gleaming with a crazed, but calm look. I am ginning a bit madly as I cock my head to match yours mirroring your action. Then I slowly pace in a circle around you my gloved hands clasped behind my back; my face becoming very serious as I look your body up and down.

I let out a high pitched giggle. Unable to contain myself the mix between sexy and fun making me grin. “Like what you seem Mr J?” I say in my best imitation of Harley from my childhood cartoon. I slide my hands up to my hips and jut them out in the sassiest way possible. My eyes follow you as you continue your circle.

I lick my lips and flicker my tongue out like a deranged serpent. A fun comparison of the Joker from the movie earlier that evening. “Oh I do my dear. I do indeed.” I stop pacing, Again standing in front of you. Eyeing what I know I get to have.

I grin at the lustful look on your face. Well aware of what it means. I lock my hand behind my body and lean forward slightly with a big smile. “Oh yea?” I tease and give my breasts a little shake.

I place on gloved finger on your chin and lift your gaze to meet mine. I smile and lick my lips again. Then I whisper in a slowly, seductive growl as I look at your smile: "My dear, tell me, why so serious?"

I can’t keep a straight face at this. But not for lack or role but because I think your adorable in that moment. Adorable in that, aw… I get to fuck you way. I let out a happy squeak and nuzzle my face into your hand, wanting to touch more of you.

I caress your cheek and smile as much as the prosthetic scars we spent so much time applying allow. I lean in and lay a little kiss on your forehead. Barely any pressure in my touch, not wanting to leave make-up.

I bite my lip. I am horny and want, no need you. I close the space between us with a very small step. “What would you like Mr. J?” I lick my lips as I slide my hand to graze against your groin. I just want to feel your hard cock there. I am rewarded and I let out a little moan.

I grin at this and chuckle. I reach slowly around you, drawling you close to me. Letting you feel what you have done to me a little more intimately then your hand can do. I reach into the breast pocket of my purple jacket and remove a small, leather box.

I lift both eyebrows comically. Humming under my breath with excitement, I love being surprised by you. I full trust comes with that and I adore playing with you because of it. I try and twist around and to see more of what you may have.

I lean in "My dear" I pause to kiss you delicately on your cheek, leaving a small smear of red and white makeup. "Tonight, I want to break every rule in the book." I set the small box on the bed and open it, taking out something you cannot quite make out. I keep my body between you and it.

I find myself doing a little dance around you trying to see what’s in your hand. Grinning madly, I put my hands on your shoulders pulling at you and the purple jacket. “Whatcha got there!” I move up to my tip toes and while I am there I give a kiss and nibble at your ear.

I smile and reveal four silken straps, a pair of handcuffs, and two silver vibrating eggs, one quite a bit larger than the other.

“Toys! I do love toys.”, I pull at your coat and pull your down for a kiss. I kiss your lower lip tasting the Powderly chemical taste of the make-up. I want to I stick my tongue out and whipe my tongue with my hand. You return my kiss, grazing your tongue against my teeth.

Breaking the kiss, I casually toss the straps to you "For later," I grin; and then I place the eggs aside "for later", then I dangle the handcuffs by one finger in front of your gaze "for now." I grin as I see you get excited.

Laughter escapes my mouth as I tackle you a little pushing you down to the bed so I can better get at your mouth. Pressed tight to your lips I play with the inside of your mouth teasing your tongue and feeling your teeth. The off taste of your make-up somehow fun in the playing.

During the kiss, I reach for your left arm and slowly raise it to my shoulder, resting your hand along the purple fabric of my coat. I move my mouth to your wrist, and plant slow, quick kisses along the entire length of your still-costumed arm until I reach your bare neck. I leave another small kiss and that’s where I clamp down with a hard bite. I can feel the scar-material on my face press against your skin. I let out a low, slightly maniacal laugh, as if the mere bite brings me all the joy in the world. Causing you to grip tightly at my jacket and let out a small whimpering cry. Then with my right hands sliding up yours I attach one and then the other to your hands. Only once I have you bound I release the bite (yes, I handcuffed you while biting), and flick the red mark with my tongue, tasting the smeared makeup and your flesh.

I pull my arms apart and then let the click together pulling on my restraints feeling them out. (My, my dear you are talented). I buck my hips up pressing my body against yours, knowing that I am putting pressure against that hardening cock. I let out an inviting moan, letting you know I want you.

I remove my jacket and then kiss your mouth, attacking it with a chaotic playfulness. Biting, kissing and licking with no real thought. Laughing as you try to take control of the kiss; I hold myself just out of reach making you whimper just like I like.

I bite at one button grasping it in my teeth and pulling at it. I gnaw at it a little but it stays firm, good shirts do that. So I let my mouth the shirt, nipping with my teeth at the fabric. I try and locate your nipple through the fabric to nip at it and only barely.

I lick at the corner of my mouth again, my hands squeezing you tightly to me, one of them around your waist while the other rests on the back of your head. I grin at the sensation of my flesh between your teeth. Shivering just slightly. I wrap my hand into your hair that I can get out below your hat, pulling you back a little from my shirt. “Naughty.” My cock reacts as welll, stiffening beneath the fabric of my (purple) boxers and my violet corduroy pants.

I wriggle my hips let out a manic giggle, I move my hand to actually open the shirt flicking the buttons open my mouth following close behind licking at the flesh. I glide my teeth against you the hair on your chest tickling me. I smile and take a moment to rub my face against it. Something oddly comforting in the action and yet still erotic.

I buck my hips up gently, grinding my cock into your body. My breathing growing heavier with each of your licks; my hand tightening on your hair I let out a low growl.

I smile at your antics and move my body lower a little licking and nipping at the skin. I know what I really want in my mouth. I want to fill my mouth. I drool at the thought and am suddenly acutely aware that my cunt is dripping as well. I nip hard at around your belly button as I pull the tucked shirt out of your pants. I think momentarily about blowing raspberries but stop myself and content myself with just playing.

I gasp at the nip...suppressing a laugh as your tongue and teeth tickle me. I shift slight to allow you to pull the shirt out.

I pull the shirt out and my mouth to the hem of your pants I nuzzle my head back and forth my hat dinging a little.

I remove the shirt, flinging it with violently across the room. I hear it hit somewhere and know this time it has not broken anything. Smirking as your hat-bells chime, I reach out and swipe at them again, making another ringing noise.

My mouth descends on you giggling as lick my way from waist to your right nipple and then playfully lay a kiss on it. A little off balance without the real use of my hands; I use my body to wriggle and move as a lick and kiss.

I slip my hands around your body, squeezing your ass. God I love that ass. I squeeze tightly. A groan passes my lips as you plant yours on my nipple, which grows stiff from your play. You use more teeth and I hiss an intake of breath.

I look up at you, "like that?" I lick around your nipple in a circle and while as do I rub my hips against yours. Grinding my wet wanting pussy against your straining cock I can not help but let out a small moan. It’s almost too much for me and in that moment I want you so much.

I lick my lips again so you can see, then I reply "but of course no pleasure without pain, my dear" I smile tugging at my lips as I do my best to keep in role.

I giggle and buckle my hips against yours, a little roughly. Then I lay back down wriggling my body down till I am again at your waist band. I move my hand to cup your hardening erection. I play rubbing you through the pants fabric.

I reach slowly and work the button on my pants through its hole, then glide my zipper down. I raise my hips gently to give you a start in removing my pants.

I move my head just enough that you can get to your pants my tongue lapping playfully at your wrist as you work.

"Bite my wrist" I mutter, pushing my pants down more.

For some reason this does it for me. I let out a whimpering moan. Then I dive in and lick again. I lick you from wrist to fingers, sucking on them for a moment before moving back. Then I lay little nibbles back to your wrist. I take a lot of it into my mouth and bite down a bit hard on it; feeling the flesh under my teeth oddly satisfying.

I groan at the pain, excited as it pulses up my arm. My cock, now fully erect, pushes against my boxers. You see me tenting and the fabric moving as I twitch.

I move my mouth over the tip as it presses against the boxers. I suck through the boxers. Wetting the area and making it stick. I grin looking down at my work, I suck wetting more with as much spit as I can just for the image of you in wet boxers around a hard cock. I know some of that wetness is precum, I can taste it. I slip my finger under the edge of the boxers and slide then so your cock is free.

I take my cock in my right hand, jerking it up and down in front you; keeping it right out of your touch. I smirk as you lick your lips, your head bobbing up and down as you follow my movements. I am stroking it slowly; I take my left index finger and smear my precum around a bit, then offer the finger to you.

I lick my lips and then move my mouth forward and lick your finger. Then I suck on it slowly so that it moves into my mouth. I know I am teasing as I play with your fingers mimicking what I could be doing with your cock if you only let me.

I grin at the sucking motions of your mouth and continue to stroke myself slowly

"Now, uh, Miss. Quinn...Harley, if I may," I say, slowly with a demented tone, "I, uh, think you should get on your knees for a bit."

“Of course Mr. J!” I wriggle off your body down so that my tongue takes a lick at your cock at I move to the floor. I feel very naughty for stealing that lick and both worry and relish that I may get punished.

"Mmm...Harley...this should put a smile on that pretty little face of yours," I mutter as I stand up, kicking my pants and boxers aside.

I do grin, looking up at you. Mouth open and wanting. I sit back on my legs spreading them slightly feeling my own arousal.

I reach down and grab the back of your head, holding tight. I kiss you deeply, parting your lips with my tongue. After breaking the kiss, I bark a short command “Hands!” You give me then I unlatch them. "Now Hands behind your back, dear.” You move to obeyhme and I am proud for it. I reach behind you and leaning close secures your wrists with a *CLINK* I snap the handcuffs in place, locking your arms behind you. Once I know the cuffs are secure, I stand upright again.

I let out a small whine. I fidget on the floor. Pulling at them till it hurts just a little, testing and loving it. I can just feel the pinching on my skin as I pull and it hurts but not in the way I want it to stop. They are loose enough though that as soon as I stop purposefully pulling at them they lay calmly on my skin.

Taking my cock in my right hand, I slowly guide it toward your mouth, gently waving it in front of you. I am teasing you making you move forward on your knees tongue out lapping at the air. I playfully slap my cock against your tongue, laughing a bit as I POP! POP! POP! it off your wet mouth.

I move my head forward suddenly trying to catch it in my mouth. Diving forward trying to get at that cock, very off balance as I try. You are waving your cock just out of my reach.

I look down at you and grin, "What is it my dear would want?"

I whimper, “Please/ Just a little closer, I lean forward licking my lips. I want you in my mouth. Please just fuck.. Please.” My eyes are just on your cock and I am consumed with the need to have it filling my mouth. Overwhelmed with it.

I clap my hands together and rub them together in a gleeful, controlling manner, keeping my cock less an inch out of your reach.

I press my brow together and move forward awkwardly on my knees, “Please, Mr J just a little closer.” I strain my tongue sticking it out.

I lower my hands, taking hold of the protrusions of your hat, making the bells jingle just so.

I lean forward more almost all they way off balance my tongue touching the tip of your cock.

I look down and push my hips forward for you. Giving that hungry little mouth just what it wants.

I take your cock into my mouth sucking on it as your hips bring it closer to me. I make small noises around your cock as I suck on it. Murmuring to myself lost for just a moment in the act of getting what I want. Hearing you groan in pleasure I look up just to see you closing your eyes. I smile around you and start to play giving you deeper, almost gagging myself. I suck you into my mouth deeper as I bob my head pressing you back.

I buck my hips gently, letting my balls touch your chin as you go deeper. “Mmm yes” I place my hands on your head now, almost guiding it back and forth.

I smile around your member and press my tongue along the bottom as I gently graze my teeth. I move my mouth with force so that my face is nestled in your crotch as you are deep pressed into my throat. I pull off my mouth moving to the base and I nip at the sensitive skin of your balls. You gasp above me and unintelligibly into the air. I feel you tightening my grip on your costumed head just a bit. I pull at my restraints behind my back as I lick along your balls sucking on the bottom. I let them hang in my open mouth as I bend my body under you, lapping at them with my tongue. “Please” I whisper. I lick and I straighten my body a little licking up your cock.

I run my finger through my green, sticky hair, biting my lip in pleasure. “Ab-.. Harley I am close.” I bite out.”

I lick to the tip and then press my mouth in so that you are completely covered I hold my head there tears coming to my eyes a little. My nose is pressed so tight to your skin I can’t breathe.

I push deeply into your mouth until I hit the back of your throat. I place my hands on your head again and violently begin to buck my hips back and forth, fucking your mouth fiercely. I hear you cry out under the force of my thrust but know you love it. I can see over your back the muscles in your arms react so that your hands stick out my fingers curling and uncurling. I pull out and holding it in front of you. “Beg.”

“Please, cum for me.” I move my head up a little letting my teeth just touch you with each thrust in. “Cover me.” Spit drips out my mouth and onto my costumed breast.” I want you to cum, please.”

And…. That’s all we ever wrote… I know sad.