Harley quietly cleaned the kitchen of the Joker's penthouse. Tony his most trusted goon was sitting in the dining room counting cash.
Harley went to bend down to pick up the dust pan when suddenly a pain struck her in the chest. Maybe he'd broken a rib again. A lone tear slid down Harley's cheek, he'd been so mean last night. All she wanted to do was go see a movie, blend in like every other normal couple. She'd been able to talk him into taking her.
Disguised with sunglasses and hats they'd purchased their tickets. Harley had been very impressed with how cool, calm, and collected J was being. Until it happened. The boy behind the snack counter had given Harley a wide smile, even with black leggings and a sweatshirt on, he could still see Harley's curves. He told her that there was no need for candy, because she seemed sweet enough. Lame, but Harley laughed in good fun anyway, she was just so happy to be out, and do normal couple things.
That set the Joker off, he reached over the counter and grabbed the snack boy by his neck choking the life out of him, with barely a breathe left he flung him into the popcorn machine, everyone stared and before security could come, J grabbed Harley and marched her to the parking garage and threw her into the backseat of the SUV. He nodded for his driver to go and they were on their way back home. Harley began to cry, "I just wanted to see a movie".
J grabbed Harley by her neck dragging her to the floor of the SUV. "Seemed like you wanted more than a movie, maybe a night with the snack boy between your thighs" J growled. "No of course not, I was just being friendly. I only want you, forever and always" Harley gasped taking slow deep breaths.
"You want me" the Joker asked sneakily, a wide smile plastered on his face.
Harley got nervous, he was angry, if she refused him, he'd make it worse for her. "Yes of course puddin" Harley gasped again.
She could feel the Joker unzipping his pans and then pulling hers down, along with her panties. His grip on her neck tightened, Harley let out a shriek as J plunged violently into her, keeping a tight hand around her neck. Soon Harley was finding it difficult to even take the smallest breath, but J bared down harder, pressing all of his weight on top of her. "So sweet…my sweet Harley cakes" the Joker said, Harley could hear the poison behind those words, how could she have been so careless, she should've shut the snack boy down as soon as he smiled at her.
"J…please" Harley gasped. But suddenly she blacked out.
J pulled himself out of Harley, exhausted from reminding Harley the only man she should ever want or need. He zipped his pants back up. "Oh no…did my Harley cakes tire herself out" He pulled her panties and leggings back up, then wiped her hair from her face. When he heard the car stop, he opened the door and carried Harley to the elevator and up to the penthouse. None of the goons asked any questions or gave any curious looks to their boss carrying an unconscious Harley in the elevator and up the stairs to their bedroom.
J undressed Harley and put her under the covers.
