"...Cocaine, white Ferrari, I'm in the fast lane, Every day was life or death, that's when the cash came…"
Driving down the streets in the Founders District of Gotham city, was a luscious purple race car. It was going 75 in a 40 speed zone. Driving at midnight is a time the crazies come out to play but a time for heros to earn the title.
"Purple lamborghini, purple lamborghini wokin.." Harley singing tipsy to the lyrics in her head.
"Appropriate choice of words pooh," Joker tickling her chin in amusement. She can't stop giggling from his touch. His affection was turning her on immensely. It was like a drug she couldn't get enough of. As the Joker drove past some traffic down Ayer Dr., he turned and handed Harley her new handgun.
"Here sweets."
"What's this for puddiiiinn? You wanta to use this on me when we get home?", she winked lustfully.
"How did you know?" Jay said smirking. "But first we'll be delayed unfortunately."
"Huh?" Harley…..(made a sound that couldn't be translated).
"You'll see." As Joker blazed through another intersection a black cruiser that was iconic to anyone that saw it swerved the corner to start chasing the Lamborghini. Joker starts laughing hysterically. "And here we gooo."
"MisHAt j is that Batman?"
"Ahhh yes." The batmobile is gaining speed to the lambo. Harley can hear the engines revving coming closer to them. She's starting to grasp the situation in full from her intoxication.
"Dammit bats you're ruining date night," she points the revolver at the batmobile out the window and started shooting rapidly. He's not going to take away her puddin. The shots she fired created halting turns for the Batman. He continues to persist because he's Batman.
"Take the wheel sweets," Harley slides on Jay's lap to grab the wheel. Her thoughts racing through her mind during the chase filled her circulation with adrenaline. Joker laughs and begins to have an erection from Harley's positioning.
"Daddy you're poking me."
"This is what happens when you sit on daddy's lap pumpkin. Now it's time to get home."
In the backseat of the car was a green metal case titled: The Killing Joke. Opening it Harley saw a portable minigun in a dark purple metallic hue. He popped open the moonroof forcefully jumping straight up. Pointing the gun he yells to Batman,
"Hey batsy, for tonight I leave you with a bang." He presses the button down immediately to unleash a hail of lead projectiles on the black beauty. The batmobile taking damage from the large caliber rounds. Joker was chuckling hysterically, ironically was still louder than the incessant booming. He aimed the gun at the wheels to blow them out. Taking 50 plus rounds the front two wheels blew out. The vehicle crashed into an atm which was apparently owned by Wayne Enterprises. He obviously didn't need the money as you can see. But this won't be the last encounter that was for sure.
"Next time clown."
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When the couple escaped Joker stuffed his gun down back in the case. Once he turned around Harley smothered him with kisses. Not rejecting it, in fact he was enhancing the intimacy.
"I'll take the wheel."
"Okay Mistah J."
The intensity in the car was ecstatic. The two were ready to fuck each other so hard it would break the bed frame. Finally reaching the loft Joker exit's the car, walks around to open it for her intoxicated lady. She jumped out at him and continued to smother him with full blown kisses. Holding her up and walking up the cobblestone stairs. As he enters the loft with his Harley in his hands one phrase will be self explanatory,
"It's time for bed my love."
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This is a intermediate based chapter. Just starting school again so I'll try to be vigilant about making more chapters for the fans. I can't thank those enough reading my first story. Thank you all and to all a good night, hahahahaha.
