Joker x Harley 'The Returning Past' Chapter One
Joker POV
Hunched over his deep purple desk the Joker furrowed his brow as he stared at the scattered papers spew across the desk. He rested his waxy chin in his hand gently tapping a violet crayon against the table's dull purple surface. He let out a sigh. What could he do to antagonise his beloved Batsy. He tried so many different things, kidnapping important role models, toying with Gordon, even setting traps of seduction using his little Harliquinn. But dear old Batsy never seemed to see the amusmant in his schemes. Speaking of his little Harliquinn... where was she? Before he could call out there was a soft knock at the door. "Come in" said the Joker before the door open to show Harley all dressed up.
Harley POV
She'd always loved how the Joker looked. His soft locks of wavy green hair falling into his warm brown eyes framed by midnight black paint. How his faint pink skin covered in waxy white paint, the soft lips rough at the edges due to his ragged scars all coated in a deep red. Oh though Harley feeling her heart flutter. "Mista J" Harley called softly in her sing-song voice making her way towards her puddin'. " I though you'd want some de-stressing puddin" Harley mumered as she threw a leg over the Joker's leg seating herself on his lap, facing him.
Joker POV
He ran his eyes over Harley. She had her pale gold hair out of its normal pigtails resting just past the pale skin of her shoulder. Her bright blue eyes framed by the dark black lashes the tips he could see a bright crimson. A crimson that matched the colour of her cupid bow lips. Slick and shiny. His eyes rested on her clothing, a deep blood-red nightdress laced in black. God the Joker though. She look beautiful, so much of her creamy skin visible... it made him ache with longing. She was murmering sweet nothings into his ear her hands resting in his shouders and the light weight of her in his lap. He pulled her back cupping her face in his hands, she looked liked a small porclain doll. He tilted her chin to him letting their lips meet softly. As light as a feather, before deepening the kiss feeling her shiver as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She always tasted sweet, like strawberry gum and taffy. He never really has a sweet tooth but god he didn't care now. He picked her up as if she weighed nothing holding her bottom in both his hands as the carried her into the bedroom.
Harley POV
Harley felt herself melt as her lips danced with the Joker's pulling him closer to her as dhe felt him pushed her down on the bed the familiar feel of the cool silky sheets pressing in her the bare skin of her back. She shivered as the cold fabric touched her warming skin. She pulled off the Joker's deep purple jacket before flinging it away before focusing on his vivid green tie removing it swiftly before the Joker removed his lips from her, running red hot kisses down her neck letting his teeth apply soft pressure at the base of her neck making her squirm and moans his name "Mista J!" she gasped as his fingers brushed the skin of her legs as his hands rested on the hem of her nightdress about to pull it up before they both heard the sound of a heels and a slam as the door to the bedroom was thrown open. "Jack!" called a female voice and as she and the Joker looked up they saw a mysterous women stood in the doorway.