The flight was filled with kisses and touches but Harley was starting to get testy. She hadn't had her Puddin inside her body in too long. She had tried to make him go into the back of the private plane, but he wanted to make sure that they weren't bein followed and weren't bein tracked.
"What took you so long anyways?" She snapped as she sat opposite him now with her arms crossed, her eyes narrowed and her accent coming out in full force to let him know that she was pissed.
"Do you know how long it took to even find out where you were? You weren't listed on any database. They went old school for you toots, they only had your whereabouts on paper. I killed and ordered a lot of kills just to find the one general who knew something about someone having your location. Shut your mouth of get back over here and kiss me with it." He snapped, his eyes narrowing on her in his own right, and she was still pouting but her trap was clamped up tight.
She watched him work, his eyes going through the windows, and she didn't know what to make of his posture and the way he was checking over his shoulder. He never did that. Eva.
"What's wrong mista J?" She asked, keeping her tone light. She wanted to know what was wrong so she could fix it.
"I told you toots, keep that mouth of yours shut or bring it over to me." He smirked at her, showing her that he didn't want to tell her when others could hear and she just shrugged getting up.
"We have a lot of smooches to make up for Puddin." She whispered, getting up and walking over to him. He leaned back and watched her straddle his lap, her hands coming up and smoothing over his cheeks. "I missed you. I thought you left me all alone in the world." She whispered and he moved his hands from the back of the lounger to around her hips, massaging her ass and making her sit on his lap more comfortable for them both.
"Like I said baby, it was going to be just you and me. I needed a little patch up and then I went looking for you again, checking the last place you were locked up." He grabbed her chin and brought her lips back down to his. "I don't want you in another cage unless I get to watch you inside it." He squeezed her harder and she nodded.
"Where are you staying in Gotham now?" She asked and he smiled.
"I didn't move baby. I was also waiting to see if you would be able to break out. But seeing how you were kept, I guess you had tried." He massaged her ass again, making her giggle and she nodded. "How many times?"
"17. 10 before they moved me in there, 6 more before they added electrodes to my bars." She giggled and he narrowed his eyes. "You should see what I did to all the stupid newbies." She cackled then and leaned back.
"Tell me toots, I wanna know it all." He urged and she giggled.
"Well, the first one was when I first got there, I pretended to cry and say I needed my meds before I turn back into Harleen… that idiot was shouting down the halls and opened my gate before I could wipe another fake tear." She smiled and he licked his lips and nodded. "I broke his clavicle, his jaw, and was going for his neck when another guy ran in. I got him on his knees and twisted his neck, I got down the corridor and then 7 guys ere on me at once. I got a couple more broken noses but after that they needed to make all the new guys read my file to show that I don't take meds." She giggled again and Joker smirked.
"My girl might need meds, but you baby, you're perfect without them." He leaned in, kissing her neck and he bit down where his collar should be. "They took my name from your neck." He growled out and she nodded and whimpered.
"They had to sedate me for days when I was still at Arkham. I would not stop until I got it back. Then they said they melted it and if I didn't shut it I would get my own Hannibal mask." She blinked and sighed.
"I will get you a hundred more." He promised when he saw tears forming in her eyes.
"I don't need a hundred Puddin, just 3, a back up, and a back up for my back up. I never plan on being taken again, it'll be over my dead body." She pushed his chest to puncuate it and he narrowed his eyes.
"I can always get you out of a place baby, I can't bring you back from death." He reached up, smoothing over her chin and then reaching up to her hair that looked like she had started to style it in new ways. "You will not die before I do. And if you do it will be because I pulled the trigger. Do you understand?" He asked grabbing her neck and pulling her face to his and she nodded and kept eye contact.
"What did you do to that guard to get him to give me a phone?" She asked and he smirked.
"Huge gambling debt. Frost will take care of him and get the money back. Looks like we have a new gambling ring outside of Gotham as well." He told her and she bounced her eyebrows.
"Always workin huh Jay?" She asked and leaned back before playing with the guard outfit he was still wearing.
"I was working to find you, and some money came into play. I knew that it would take money to get you out, therefore, I got it and used it." He told her and she nodded. "However, that grape soda and bearskin rug will come in handy now that we are headed home." He leaned in, kissing her neck again, giving her hickeys and love bites that will be purple and present for hours. She might not have his collar on now, but this was the next best thing.
"Puddin, you keep that up I am going to cum all over your lap." She whimpered out as he moved to the other side of her neck.
"Then cum. I missed your little sounds." He told her and moved one hand to her pants, getting a small pocket knife from his sleeve, he cut them open, just enough for his three fingers to go in if he needed that many. He realized she didn't have any panties on, and usually that was the best part, but keeping her covered with an open piolet door was what they needed. He felt how slick she was, humming on her neck only made her yip as he found her clit, like riding a bike.
He hummed again as he pushed and started to circle it for her. "Daddy, I'm already so close." She whispered and moved her head down to whisper into his ear.
"Did you play with yourself in that cage Harley? Or were you daddy's good girl?" He asked and she started to take deep breaths. She was really close. Making herself hold off because he hadn't given her permission. "What was it Harley? Did you touch Daddy's Clit and Slit?" He moved a finger into her pussy, touching her inner walls and making her gasp and shake her head.
"I didn't. I was good. I knew you would hate it. I knew you wouldn't want me to." She all but chanted she didn't over and over and he leaned in and kissed her cheek, moving towards her ear.
"Such a good little girl, you can cum." He whispered and pulled back to see her face. She was thrusting her chest towards him, usually he would clamp down on a nipple, but she couldn't be bare so he just watched her fall apart on his lap, in his plane, for the first time in almost a year. She giggled as her high disappeared and she rolled her head forward and her eyes landed on him.
"I really want to get on my knees and help you mista J."
"Wait for the drive home in Gotham. We'll have the car to ourselves." He told her and she nodded. "Sit beside me sugar, I might just fuck you but we need the piolets to land the plane so I won't be able to shoot them." He winked at her and she nodded and moved beside him, keeping her legs locked together so no one will be able to see her pussy. His hand was set on her top knee, tensing every time something was said, or turbulence was met.
Harley had taken her hands and started to play with his hair, just massaging his scalp like he used to love when his insomnia had been working over time. The next two hours flew by. Harley bounced out of the plane, loving the fresh air and Jay was right behind her, arms going around her bare stomach and pulling her along.
"It feels so good to be home puddin." She looked at him and she smiled wider when she saw the light in his eyes. He was just as happy to have her home as she was.
"I do have one thing for you baby cakes. We're going to a party tonight. Celebrate the Queens return." He moved towards his car, opening the back and showing off the outfits he had someone buy her just the other day. "Pick one." He encouraged and she squealed and started to look through them.
"Which one do you like best mista Jay? I wanna look best for you." She held two up and he looked at them and looked into her eyes.
"You always look yummy in red doll face." He commented and she tossed the blue away before holding the red dress tight to her chest. She reached back in and grabbed black spike stilettoes.
She squealed and looked around before looking at him. "Where should I change puddin?" She asked and he smirked.
"In the car. Get in." He nodded to her side and she jogged right over as he shut the trunk and moved to get in himself. The keys were in the ignition and he started it as soon as she started to undress he watched her instead of the road. He watched her shimmy out of the ugly rags they gave her to wear and slip into the elegant sexy dress. Out went the Harley Quinn of the ridiculous Suicide Squad, and back was Harley Quinn Queen to Joker's empire.