"But baby…" Joker was lying on his side of the bed, looking at Harley.

"No…tomorrow okay?" Her back was towards him.

"But that's such a long time pumpkin!"

Harley sighed, "Think of it as a Christmas present."

Joker reached to the small of Harley's back and stroked it with his index finger, "Can I think of it as an early Christmas present?"

"You can think of it that way, but you aren't getting any sex from me until tomorrow."

He pulled his finger away and tucked his hands between his cheek and pillow, "Harley…I'm cold."

"Grab an extra blanket Puddin'."

Joker pulled a hand out and rubbed Harley's shoulder, "Can't I use you as a means for extra warmth?"

Harley scooted herself backwards towards Joker, he snuggled graciously into her, "Better?"

"Mmmmhmmm." He wrapped his arm around her and rubbed her stomach.

"Don't get any ideas Mistah J."

"Sweetie, who do you take me for? I would never do such a thing…" He massaged her arm now as he spoke into the back of her neck.

"I take you for a man who likes to have sex."

Joker pushed his leg between hers, "Can you blame me, I've known you for more than three months and we've only had sex three times, once a month isn't going to satisfy my needs of your delicious body."

"What will satisfy your needs?"

He pushed the hair away from the back of her neck and kissed seductively, "Three times a day."

"Three times a day?"

"Your just so beautiful doll face, you get my boxers in a bunch every time I look at you."

Harley pushed him away with her elbow, "I told you not tonight Mistah J."

Joker fell back to his pillow in mere defeat, but he quickly thought of another plan. He leaned over to his side of the bed and pulled out a whoopee cushion from under it.

"Hey Harley?" His voice playful and light.

She turned over and watched him dangle the whoopee cushion from side to side in the air, "How is that going to make me want to have sex?" Harley couldn't help but laugh.

"I could…show you?"

"You can show me tomorrow." She flipped back over quietly laughing.

He tossed the cushion behind him and pouted his lips, cleverly trying to whip up another plan. Joker then moved back towards Harley and traced his finger tip along her cheek.

"Is that a new perfume you're wearing Harl?"

A brief pause, "Yes."

"It smells nice sweetie." He took his finger away from her cheek and flipped over, bringing the blanket up to his cheek, "Good night my sweet Harley."

She furrowed her brow and then turned herself over to only see Jokers back. She pressed her lips tightly together and then crawled over to him pushing her leg now, between his, her arm sensuously wrapping around him and being placed on his chest.

Joker placed his hand on hers, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." He felt Harley bury her face into his back, "I just wanted to cuddle."

"Oh okay pumpkin!" He closed his eyes smiling, "That perfume, correct me if I'm mistaken but isn't that…Angel?"

Harley kissed the back of Jokers neck, "Yea, how'd you know?"

"I'm a genius!" He played his part perfectly.

"Yea you are, come here Puddin'!"

Joker turned around a bright smile on his face, "Aww, Harl!" He received a plethora of small kisses on his neck and cheek.

"You're my one and only Mistah J!"

He kissed her lips and started to take off her shirt but Harley stopped him, "But, I'm still not going to have sex with you tonight. Night Puddin'!" With that she flipped back over.

Jokers smile vanished and he accepted his defeat, however he still wrapped his arm around her waist and rubbed the stomach that held his future child, "You're such a damn tease Harley…"

"You love it." She laughed.

"That doesn't mean you have to constantly do it. You're belly is starting to protrude if you feel it right."

"Really?" She shot her hand to her stomach and together the two felt the slight protrusion starting to form.

"Can you believe we're going to be parents! I'm going to be mother of The Jokers child, weird huh?"

"Everyone thinks I forced you." Sorrow lingered lightly around his voice.

"You didn't…that's what matters. Who cares what other people think?"

Joker shook his head, "You're right."

"You know we only have to wait thirteen more weeks until we can tell the gender!"

"I could tell right now if I wanted to." Joker leaned over her and kissed her stomach.

"What?" Harley looked down at him, he was rubbing his cheek against her tummy.

"I can find out right now…but I don't want to, it's too dangerous."

"What do you do to find out?"

He looked up at her still caressing her belly, "It's similar to amniocentesis, but there is too much risk involved and I'm not going to risk your life or the bundle in here." He kissed her stomach again.

Harley combed her fingers through his hair, "I love you Joker."

Joker closed his eyes as he felt Harley twirl her fingers throughout his scalp, he rested his head gently on her listening to the sounds her stomach made.

"I'm going to be a dad Harley. A dad…what if the kid doesn't accept me?"

"Baby, our child will accept you."

"What about schooling? What about friends, I can't send my kid to a public school."

"Home school."

"Who will teach em'?" He kissed her belly softly around the 'J' cut.

"Don't worry, we'll find someone we can trust." Harley reassured him.

"I'd teach em' but I'd be gone too much…I'm going to have to try to be home more often too."

Harley giggled, "Stop stressing about all this, it will work out Mistah J."

Joker smiled and crawled up Harley's body making his way to her lips, "Hey…"

"What?" She laughed as he brought his lips to hers.

"You said that you would fuck me on Christmas…"

"That I did, your point?" Harley raised an eyebrow.

"Merry Christmas Harl, its twelve thirteen…"

Harley sighed heavily as she looked over at the clock. Its bright red numbers read 12:13, "I was going to anyways…"

Joker waggled his brow at her, "Really?"

"Maybe, depended on if you were a good boy or not."

He seemed to tremble at her words, "Was I good boy?" He hovered above her.

"Surprisingly."

"Then do I get my present?" He licked her with his long tongue.

"Nope."

Joker pulled away from her, "Why the hell not?" He seemed frustrated.

"I wanted you to be a bad boy."

He turned his head at an angle, his eyes darkening by the second, "Well, well, well…that can easily be arranged."

Harley smiled, "Nah, I'd rather go open up our presents."

"You'd rather go open up presents than have a blissful session with me?"

"I want you to see what I got you." She kissed him quickly and rolled out from underneath him.

Joker stayed in his position hanging his head in defeat once again, "Seriously your teasing is getting out of hand sweetheart."

The two sat on the couch in front of the fireplace, which was burning quite warmly. A Christmas tree sat to the left of their view.

Harley handed Joker a wrapped box, "Merry Christmas Mistah J!"

He held the box with both hands, "It's been so long since I got a gift from anyone…well a gift that wasn't deadly anyways. This isn't deadly is it?"

"No…" She laughed, "Go on open it."

Joker tore at the wrapping paper and revealed a PlayStation Portable, "No way!"

"Do you like it?"

Joker jumped up and down on the couch, "It has buttons! Of course I like it! Now I won't have to be bored waiting for jobs to start!"

"I'm glad you're happy." She smiled warmly still watching him prance about.

He stopped after a few moments and snuggled into Harley on the couch, "You simply are the greatest Harley."

She patted his head warmly.

"Here Pooh…" Joker jumped down and retrieved a gift from underneath the tree, he handed it to Harley.

"Thank you." She tore off the paper and a small white box was present.

She looked over at Joker who was tediously trying to open the box to his gift, Harley shook her head smiling as she removed the lid. Inside was a 14k white gold diamond heart necklace. Harley pulled it out and examined it, on the inside area of the heart was a small diamond carved out as a J+H.

"I love it…it's so beautiful."

Joker set down his box and looked at Harley, "Yea?"

"Yes silly! Help me put it on."

Joker grabbed the necklace and fastened it securely. He turned her around to see how she looked in the new jewelry, "Wow…"

Harley scooted herself closer to Joker as he reached out to kiss her.

"You look fantastic in it pumpkin."

"Thank you so much! I'll never take it off…It's the best gift I've ever gotten."

Joker brushed her hair with his fingers, "Does that mean you're going to give me one of those 'blissful sessions'?"

She laughed and slapped him on the chest, "Jeez…"

"What? Their really good!"

Harley grabbed the pendant of the necklace and rubbed it with her thumb as she stared at his eyes, "You're a dork."

"Your dork…" Joker pulled a large box from behind him and presented it to Harley.

"Another gift?" She took it tentatively.

He nodded, "Open it."

She kissed his forehead and then opened the box, "This is amazing!"

Harley pulled out the contents, it was a long red and black dress. Elegant black shoulder straps and ripples throughout.

"Put it on for me will you?" Joker stood up helping Harley to her feet.

Harley went back up stairs to put on the dress and when she returned Joker was gone.

"Puddin'? Mistah J?" She twirled around looking for him, but still there was no sight or a mere glimpse of him anywhere.

"Joker?"

"Out here Harl!"

Harley was captivated by a sudden burst of faint lights from the backyard; she went to it like a moth.

"Oooo…heya hot stuff!" Joker grabbed her waist.

"Sorry I'm taken." She smiled.

"I won't tell…" Joker led her to a large dance floor, and although it was bitter cold out, snowing and all, they were both perfectly warm together.

"Aww, but I will."

Joker curved the left side of his smile up, creating a shadow that covered his mouth, "You've got moxie too." He held her in a dancing pose in the middle of the floor.

"I learned from the master."

He snapped his fingers and music started to play, "The Joker I may presume?"

"The one and only."

"I hear the guys a real psycho…sociopath…crazed monster." He held Harley close as the two started to twirl, dancing together as one.

"Pssh…can't be, he's too big of a sweetie."

"To each his own."

"I would know, I am his doctor." She looked up into his eyes, seeing herself in the reflection of the purple hues.

"Oh, kinky…"

Harley couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Kinky?"

"You know the whole doctor patient bit…some people really get off on that kind of stuff, it being against the 'code'."

Harley rested her head into his chest and laughed hard, "We don't do much…"

"Tell me about it." He spoke as if in exhaustion.

She looked back up at him, "Thank you for the dress, it's very nice."

"Harley, when I look at you, everything in life just seems to vanish. All I see is your perfect self, trying to please me and tease me, and to make me happy." He held her tighter, "I couldn't have asked for a better Christmas present than having you right here with me…I didn't believe in God until you let me kiss you that night in your apartment. Someone up there" He looked up at the sky, the snow falling on his face, "is watching out for me. And whoever it is, they must be a real weirdo."

"Major weirdo…" She looked up as well quietly laughing.

Joker glanced down at her, "You're so beautiful, I could slit your throat right now…"

Harley met with his eyes, "I love you too Mistah J."