Harley & Ivy (Patreon)

I'm a Marvel bitch through and through. The only reason my dad learned English is because the Spanish versions of the comics were more expensive. BUT if I'm going to pay attention to DC, it's for these two villainous canonically queer babes. So when I got the idea to draw them, the only question was...vines or no vines? 

I used the cellulite brush from this pack. I bought it years ago and don't use it very often because I don't love the others brushes, but the cellulite brush is the best I've seen. 

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Tags: Harley Quinn/ Posion Ivy | Praise kink | Vine sex | Bratty Harley

“Harley, what did I say about squirming?” she tsked at her lovely little pet.

“Pam-a-Lamb, please! I wanna—”

“You’re greedy today. So much trouble.” She smiled wickedly as she smacked Harley’s already bruised ass.

“I’m trouble every day.” Harley wiggled herself deeper onto the vines. Show off.

“Correct.” She laughed and called her vines to her, wrapping them tightly around her wife as the twisting vines pulled her higher off the ground, right where she wanted her. She ran her fingers over the smooth expanse of her pale thighs, noticing each small bruise, a hazard in their line of work. “Now, are you going to be my good girl?”

“Good’s a lot ta ask.” Harley’s accent was thick. She loved it. She lived for the fight to makeher stubborn wife surrender. She plunged two fingers deep into her wet cunt, just as she liked.

“Moderately–,” she stroked slowly, “slightly–,” she pushed her fingers up as her hips bucked, “mildly less disobedient?”

“Yes, yes! Just lemme come already! Please, Red!”

She commended a vine to take Harley’s mouth, that last bit of stimulation she knew would send her wife over the edge, and watched as her body writhed around her fingers. “You’re so beautiful, pet. Just like this. Ride my fingers. I won’t drop you. Beautiful.”

Harley screamed around the vine as her body shook with pleasure.

“What do you say, pet?”

Harley smiled as the vine retreated. “Thanks, Red, but maybe…another?”

“So greedy,” she smiled and called another vine.