Minor lemon warning***
Part 4
Harley POV
Gripping strongly unto another vase I threw it against the door screaming. The voices kept swirling around sneering lies just like the blank faces. "HE does love me!" hitting the sides of my head. The sting on my cheek felt like fire still on my skin. Turning around my eyes widened in both fear and happiness. He had heard the items being thrown and his eyes were cold. Standing up I looked over to the glass opening my mouth. Raising a single finger he had silenced me. "Harley, why are you throwing irreplacable, pieces of art?" his tone seemed bored. Closing the space I wrapped my slender arms around his muscular chest. The smell of gun residue and blood filled my nose. It was familiar and I looked up to see emerald eyes waiting. "Puddin' those lab coats did something to me," I whispered seperating. I felt a hand lift my chin up and vibrant hues of green pierced through me. "What do you mean," he was getting annoyed. Twirling away from him I tapped at my forehead. "They scrambled me up real good this time," I chuckled as I jumped on the bed like a child. The robe I wore slipped past my collar revealing "Mistah J's" etched in. A snarl escaped his lips as I glanced up to see hunger. Stopping like a deer in head lights I felt my heart beat rushing. His legs moved slowly encircling me, frozen. Cackles escaped his twisted smile as he picked up a small dagger that sat in a row. Weapons were hidden throughout the entire Mad House. Hell a machine gun rested next to his side of the massive bed. My own personal hand arm was under my silk pillow. "J?! What are yah thinking about doing to me?" I got the courage to ask when his gaze changed to his blade.
The light of the moon lit the room casting a dark shadow off him. His orange prision pants were covered in grim and blood. My eyes looked up further to the tattoos more glimmering blood scattered incontrast to pale and black. I bit my lip seeing the sadistic smile spreading further up his face. Silver grills shined brilliantly, just like his green eyes as they stared at the blade. His thumb pressed against the sharp side blood rising from the tender flesh. My eyes went wide as I bolted forward in a blur of tears. "NO! No, Puddin'!" I exclaimed grabbing his thumb and placing it in my mouth. Pulling back a moment later when I felt the cold silver against my throat. Shivers of pleasure went down my spine even though his eyes were crazed. "Quinn... Quinn... Quinn..." he chuckled pronouncing it slowly pushing me against the mattress. His body hung over my body half the white robe pushed aside exposing my body. His eyes must have noticed because his breathing became erratic and his hand shaky. "Careful Puddin' or you might just nick me," I whisper seductively gripping his wrist. He threw it off the bed laughing hysterically into my throat. Teeth sank into my flesh sending electric sensations into my eyes. His vibrant green hair was so soft through fistfuls as I clung unto him. Crashing my lips possessively unto his we kissed deeply. The taste of metal in my mouth made me groan against the assault. A hand tore apart the rest of the robe exposing my pale bleached skin. My blonde hair about me, red lipstick smeared across my lips. My eyes looking deep and dangerous he gripped down on my throat making me expel a giggle. He covered his face with his tattooed hand laughing with me then halting. His mouth taking my naked breast in twirling a well trained tongue around my nipple.
Gasps escaped as purple and green butterflies fluttered above my head. It was so beautiful each kiss exploding more flowers of red and blue. Hysteria was bliss as he tuged me deeper into our private realm. His hands forced his pants off exposing the rest of my angel. My vision became blurred colors as he began fucking me up even more. Each tug and pull had me begging for him to keep me sane. Keep me in this wonderful world of bliss. It felt like hours as he kept me swirling around his fingers. When he was content with my delusional state he picked his blade back up. I felt no more pain he had removed the fear I had held. The silver spilled rubies from my pale skin, they tumbled down one by one unto the blankets. His emerald eyes sparkled in admiration as he continued his work. Pleasurable moans escaped as he sliced more tender skin pouring the gems out faster. Glimmer after glimmer he got more creative. Leaving me gasping in thrills as his work created multiple mini HAHAHAHA's throughout my body. My lips trembled as he sucked on my lower lip making me close my eyes. A harsh slap on my thigh sending shudders up my body. A raspy groan escaped him as he entered my body again taking me over the edge. White lights clouded my mind as the pain of his hands in the fresh wounds mixed with him. A laugh escaped my lips and his body tensed as he laughed out with me our bloody bodies twisted together.
