I am ain't I~? Mwah!

Ah ain't no ditz.. Jus' cause I'm crazy an' hot don' make me no ditz.

Ya sayin' I'm stupid Puddin'? Ah'm offended..

"I ain't. No. Ditz." Every pause she pushes Kara a little. Before looking down. "Ah get I ain't da most mentally stable but dat ain't mah fault.."

"Ah know ya didn' call me tha'.. but tha's what everyone thinks ah me.. What you think ah me.." Harley has been so happy to be pushed around and messed with. Since well.. him. But she's trying to change that recently.

"Ya bettah not be sayin' all this ta make me feel bettah!" She scoffs. But leans into Kara's touch. Pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Yer a dumb bimbo!" She says with a chuckle.

Harley's hand goes down to cup Kara's length. Since they were teasing~ "If ya ain't one, ah could certainly make ya one.. wouldn't be too hard~" She bites her lip. Winking at her love.

"Hands off!" She orders. Harley was so used to Kara taking the lead. Taking control. But a different mood has struck. "Ain't no touchin' till i make ya a bimbo~" Hand slowly rubbing against her clothed bulge. "Till I rot yer brain like mine been rotted~"

"No need ta threaten me with ah good time, Supes." Her hand slowly moving beneath Kara's pants. Wrapping around her cock and stroking. Slowly. Very slowly. "Imma make ya want me. Really. Really want me. But ya ain't gonna get me till yer practically cryin' fer me~"

"If that's whatcha think, ya clearly don' know me well enough~" Sure, Kara was a Kryptonian, she was strong, but Harls was a psycho. And, well she's sure Kara has never been sexually tortured before~ A squeeze against her cock now, stopping the stroking.