A few months had passed since Harley Quinn's chemical bath and she was quickly learning the crime game at the Joker's side. It was still very early in his career he only owned one strip club, Grin and Bare it. He had just purchased a posh apartment building in the heart of Gotham and was getting busy furnishing his mostly empty penthouse. Right now Harley is sprawled out naked next to the Joker on their king mattress in the master bedroom. They had robbed an armored car the night before and made love on a pile of cash in their new lair. The Clowns lay tangled together exhausted from their lengthy romp. Joker untangles one of his arms and reaches for a bottle of champagne chilling in a plastic bucket filled with ice next to their makeshift bed. Harley yanks the cork out with her teeth and Joker pours champagne into her mouth and lets it run down her body. Harley takes the bottle off his hands and he goes to work lapping up the spilled champagne. Harley shivers with delight and looks at the bottle.

"Pink champagne Mr. J?" Harley throws her head back thoroughly enjoying a nip to the stomach from her lover. He looks up crazy as ever and takes a swig from the bottle before going back to kissing every inch of Harley's smooth, creamy legs.

"The way you killed that guard," Joker comes up for a kiss "Was so hot."

Harley giggles and puts the bottle down.

"That goon I strangled with his own handcuffs?" Harley digs her nails into Joker's shoulders. He works his way back up to her neck and settles with an arm around her.

"All of your kills," he tightens his arms around her waist and pulls her on top of him "I can't get enough of you let's go again."

Harley wiggles her hips and leans down to kiss him then she pauses, admiring his tattoos. She traces her fingers over the Damaged on his forehead.

"Puddin I have an idea." Harley presses up against him again. It takes all of Joker's control not to get lost in his creation for another twelve hours.

"My Doll gets what she wants," he grabs her wrists and yanks her hands down "After I get what I want."

"But baby you'll like this one," Harley grinds her hips against him "Let's hit a tattoo shop."

Joker is instantly a thousand times more turned on. He flips Harley over and they plan the job in bed. A few hours pass and the sun starts to set by the time the Clowns make it into the shower. The Joker was captivated by Harley's long platinum hair and he takes his time in the shower gently combing and conditioning her locks. The penthouse didn't have towels or sheets yet so the Clowns sit in the carpeted living room naked and dripping from the shower. Joker had lifted a tablet from a previous job and Harley was using Google Maps to pick a tattoo parlor to hit. She finds one she likes and passes the tablet to Joker.

"You like the tech stuff huh?" Joker nods in approval his Harley couldn't have picked a better location to hit.

"I like toys any kind of toy." Harley winks and stands up. She and Joker had moved in with a few suitcases between the two of them filled with costumes, cosmetics, and weaponry. Harley starts picking outfits for herself and her Puddin when the elevator dinging distracts her. The doors open and Jonny Frost comes stumbling in. He sees Joker naked and covers his eyes.

"Why god why," Frost turns his back to Joker "Do you two ever do anything other than fuck?"

Joker and Harley start giggling in unison and Joker comes over to Harley and kisses her, digging his hands into her hips.

"I'll have you know my Harley girl planned the next job." Joker lets go of Harley and starts getting dressed. Harley had picked out a hipster disguise for him, dark almost-skinny jeans and a plaid shirt with big, nerdy glasses. Harley giggles when he dons the glasses.

"Boss this broad has been tons of fun," Frost pauses "But she's bad for business when are we gonna put her in the river?"

Joker lets out a cry of rage and throws Harley to the floor on his way to punch Frost. Jonny ducks and tries to jump over the marble counter in the kitchen but Joker is faster. He collars Frost and puts a gun to his head. Frost holds up his hands and insists he "didn't mean nothing by it!"

"Go work Grin and Bare it," Joker hits Frost in the teeth with the gun "There is no we or us, Jonny you're a pet gorilla."

"You ain't nothin' without us Clowns." Harley is back on her feet circling Frost like an animal that might attack.

"Get out!" Joker roars. Frost turns tail and runs for his life. Joker turns to Harley and grabs her, pinning her against a wall.

"Well ain't you possessive," Harley kisses his neck "I like that in a man."

"You poor sweet little fool," Joker grabs her legs and debates going another round "Get away from me while you can."

"Why?" Harley extends her leg until she's in a standing split with one leg on Joker's shoulder.

"You minx," Joker can't resist anymore "I hope I never have to kill you."

"Shut up and give it to me already," Harley moans "You're monologuing me out of the mood."

Eventually the pair get it together and depart in the Jokermobile to do the job. The job was a success and they leave with quite the haul. The robbery itself is another story for another time, one day the blanks will be filled in.

AFTER THE JOB

The Jokermobile rolls into the building's garage and parks. The trunk was full of tattoo equipment and other goodies plus the cash but Harley wasn't feeling the victory. She sits in the passenger seat, twitching from nerves and covered in blood that wasn't hers with a gun still in her hand. Joker shifts the gear into park and grabs Harley's face, pulling her so she has to look him in the eye.

"Breathe," Joker shakes her "You just had your first taste of true madness."

"So much blood," Harley giggles and holds the gun up to her head "I could make more for you!"

"Give me that!" Joker snatches the gun and throws it. He gets out of the car and comes around to Harley's side and opens the door. He kneels in front of her and looks her over.

"You are everything I wanted and more," he tells her "I don't want you to hurt yourself that's my job."

Harley doesn't reply so Joker gets the score out of the trunk and takes Harley up to the penthouse with him. He drops the box with the tattoo guns and ink by the elevator doors and takes Harley into the bathroom. He cleans the blood off of her, talking all the while asking her what she wants and needs but she won't say anything else. Harley just stares at him vacantly. Finally he gets frustrated and shakes her until he gets a response.

"A heart!" Harley screams

"What?" Joker is perplexed.

"How can I love you with no heart?" Harley fights back tears "After what I did on the job I ain't got no heart I'm heartless!"

"Oh Harl," Joker sighs and goes to get the tattoo gear "I can give you a heart."

The Clown Prince spends the rest of the day in bed with his lover. He gives her a permanent heart to wear on her face for all to see. He holds up a mirror and Harley admires the tattoo. She touches a finger to it and lays down in Joker's lap.

"You see this," she taps the tattoo "This belongs to you."

Joker leans down and kisses her so they can go back to their carnal activities. For a moment Joker had been worried that what happened on the tattoo shop job had screwed Harley up and Frost was right but she never failed to surprise him. True madness can never be controlled and it can never be predicted. Somewhere in that chaotic darkness is room for passion and companionship. Sadly nothing lasts forever.

Author's note : I'm thinking about starting a mini-series of one shots set in the Crimes universe would you guys like that? The tattoo shop job will be featured via flashback in a future chapter. I wanted to write some Clown love since they're not getting along right now.