Killing time before time kills you

He shook his head. “Do you know that feeling good?” He said it teasing, because he knew no guy would dump her. He smiled at her, looking her in the eyes. “Well, that is probably impossible. Seeing you need to hit them of you.”

She glanced at him. "Well nice guys don't really want to get involved with me. Bad guys are the ones i need to chase off with a stick. They just use me for the time being, and I use them. So I never get too atached to a man." She looked down at her hands.

He looked at her. It sounded like something that didn’t matter to her. Kill or be killed. “That sounded hard. There are nice guys who would want to date you . They are just not at the right time and place.” He wanted to cheer her a bit up. The world is hard but if you look at it differently it can be a little bit easier.

She laughed sarcastically. "Oh please. Nice guys fear me, they run away with their tails between their legs."

His eyebrow raised. He stood up, looking at his ass. “Hmh. I don’t see a tail.” He sat again next to her, looking at her with a teasing smile. “So I ain’t a nice guy then?”

She smirked, leaning closer placing one hand to his chest. "Weren't you supposed to be a bad guy now." She asked in a seductively low tone.

He saw her hair move with her while she leaned closer placing one hand on his chest. "Weren't you supposed to be a bad guy now." He smiled. “I am…” He gently took a strain of her hair, kissing it. He looked up, letting the hair lay in his palm. “but do you think I’m a bad guy?”

She looked at her hair in his hand, before looking at him. "I think you are surprisingly nice bad guy."

He smiled at her answer. “Thank you for the compliment.” He gave her a kiss on her cheek. It was a gentle one, an invitation.

She smiled and sat ontop of him. She took his face between her hands and kissed his lips passionately. She pulled away biting his lip. "You're welcome I guess."

He smiled at her, pulling her closer. He kissed her gently before kissing back passionately. He went with one hand up while the other was going lower. His hand went slowly through her hair, it was very soft. His other hand laid on her lower back.

She smirked and started to move her hips against him, making him hard. She let her hand run up and down his chest.

He felt her hips move against his. His hand slipped under her dress. He kept kissing her not leaving her mouth alone.

Harley slowly walked into the room, fully taking notice of the two about to get it on, "Uh... It's called a bedroom." She muttered out, the man in the Green Seemed familiar but she couldn't but a finger on it.

Amanda looked up at the girl who just came in. She got up from ontop of Ollie, smiling tesingly at him. "A room is a room." She said to the girl. "Who are you? I haven't met you before."

He stood up to face the woman. If Amanda didn’t know her he also haven’t met her. He looked at the girl. He couldn’t lay a finger on it, he knew her. “Oow.” He said out loud. “Your Harley, the sidekick slash girlfriend of the Joker.” He gave her a smile.

"My name is Harleen Quinzel, Doctor Harleen Quinzel. Most people know me as Harley Quinn." She paused as the Green Arrow finally figure out who she was, "Ex-girlfriend and I'm not his sidekick. I'm his therapist." She said, exasperatedly, "And you're that Green Arrow guy, right? You used to hang around Batman sometimes. The only two heroes I ever respected without powers." Harley puffed out her cheeks, "Which doesn't explain why you're here and not with the goody-two-shoes, care to give a girl an explanation?"

Her eyes narrowed at the mention of Batman. She turned her head to Oliver. "You know Batman?" She asked surprised.

"Ex-girlfriend and I'm not his sidekick. I'm his therapist." He was surprised when she said ex. When did that happen?
"And you're that Green Arrow guy, right? You used to hang around Batman sometimes. The only two heroes I ever respected without powers. Which doesn't explain why you're here and not with the goody-two-shoes, care to give a girl an explanation?"

“Thanks for the compliment.” He wanted to start explain but he Amanda was faster. "You know Batman?"
He shrugged, she made it sounded a super deluxe privilege. “Yes. I know Batman.” He looked at Harleen. If you mean with the goody-two-shoes, Black Canary. She ain’t with me anymore. And I’m here because I am a villain. So keep those claws in.”

"Yes, everyone knows Batman. Well, we don't have to worry about Bats anymore. Let's just say... the Joker finally took care of him. Poor thing didn't stand a chance." Harley waved her hand at green Arrow, "I never did like her, she's a bitch with an attidude to boot. She was some serious Daddy issues and a case of co-dependence that makes Batman look sane." Harley looked at the woman, "And who are you?"

She looked dissapointed. "Too bad, I would have wanted to beat on him a little." She cracked her knuckles loudly. "I'm Superwoman, but you can call me Amanda if you want."

He went silent when he heard about batman. But he kept his face in a smile. “That is sad. I really wanted to see his face, when I told about Hawkgirl.” He shook his head disappointedly. He wanted to talk with batman he would be the only who would understand, but that was impossible now. He didn’t flinched when he heard Amanda crack her knuckles. He looked back at Harley.

"Oh, you think he's dead? No, just not himself. Scarecrow fucked up his experiment, made Batman into Batwoman. Kinda funny if you ask me, ironic too once you knew what his alter ego was. Oh did I mention we know the face under the mask?" Harley winked, "Joker took it off himself." Harley sighed, "Though... now the magic is gone, I miss Batman. I'd bring him back in a heart beat."

She started laughing when she heard what had happened to Batman. She was laughing so hard she had to sit down. "Oh that is so fucked up." She said wiping the tears from her eyes as she was able to calm down. "I sort of feel sorry for him now."

He looked shock. “Is that the worst thing he could do? Well, as long as he… she remembers everything, I don’t care.” He was happy but he kept it hidden.