Pining To Be Touched (Patreon)

When Harley discovered Ivy’s tickle fetish, she thought she hit the absolute jackpot. Looking on her computer gave her links to all kinds of sites and artists and stories, Quinn studying all of them as if she was a detective. She never thought that big bad Red would be into something so light. This was perfect! Harley was always the one being teased by her and now it was time for payback. And with them being on the run together, this could really be a laugh!~


It didn’t take long for the clown girl to put her new found revelation to good use. That morning during breakfast she skipped into the kitchen where Poison Ivy was eating and planted her sexy, luscious feet on the table right in front of her.


Ivy’s eyes widened a bit as she was caught off guard. For the first time ever Harley saw her fiery red headed friend blush... and she LOVED it.


“Heya Red! Any luck finding new hidey holes for us to run to? We can’t be too careful. Ya know Batsy, always underfoot.~” the teasing clown wiggled her toes defiantly as Ivy did her best to keep eye contact. Trying her darnedest not to have them wander to the alluring site ever so close to her.


“It’s not that I don’t like this place. It’s cute but this damn carpet...” Harley looked away coly as she ran her fingertips up and down her presented soles. Ivy, taking the bate stared as much as she could. She longingly looked at her red painted finger trace along the arch and play along the wrinkles of her perfect feet.


“.. W.. What about it?” She tried to choke back the shakiness of her voice.


“Oh it’s nuthin! It just tickles sooooo much! It’s so fuzzy and soft. I damn near had a giggle attack coming to see you just now.” While Ivy was distracted Quinn took the chance to open one eye to see the damage she was causing.


Ivy’s mouth was nearly on the floor as she gawked and stared. So much so that she had actually dropped her spoon onto the floor. The clank of the metal grabbing both of their attention. It was then Quinn got the most devilish idea.


In one drawn out movement she reached down with her foot and picked the utensil up between her slender toes. She offered it to her flustered friend with smoldering eyes. 


“Drop something, Red?~” Harley purred, her eyelashes fluttering.


Ivey only blink twice, got up from the table, and heading right for her room. Harley snickered as the next thing she heard was the muffled moans undoubtedly coming from her partners room. This was great!


Sadly, the crown girl got too greedy. And over the weeks of teasing did she enjoyed did she once think about the one biggest thing. The payback.....

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