Chapter XIII: Only with you I get the joy of laughing.
It was definitely a magnificent and chaotic night in the Gotham City...and Joker celebrated the triumph achieved in his mansion with his body burning with desire over Harley's, pressing vehemently his naked thighs with both hands that were already reddened by the pressure exerted with his fingers and in a hot kiss, J gave her his alcoholic breath playing vigorously with her tongue running through the palate of his girl ecstatic to the sweetness of her lips and the bitter taste of his own mouth product of the drinks he had drunk that night, thus forming a perfect combination of flavors that led to a state of absolute delight. He had drunk a little more than usual that night, just as the bottle of liquor in the downtown glass table made him notice, but damned demon! The night had deserved alcohol invading his cardiovascular system intoxicating him slightly, without letting it completely affect his celebration.
Everything had worked out so well that night for J, he had mocked Bat having fun by rubbing his face back into the streets, and making him see that he had recovered Harley despite his previous death warning for her. He had also announced to everyone that he had returned to his regin showing once again that only he had such authority to show chaos with elegance and power, although absolutely no one in all Gotham doubted that, but it was always good to remind them who really did and what most important of his famous night, his queen was with him to celebrate the very infinity of his greatness and the feat he had performed a few hours ago in the great building of the quartermaster. The joker felt like a fucking god in that moment of absolute glory and warm celebration with his queen...How many times he had taken Harley? Three? Four? It didn't matter! It was getting better and better, because she did not feel the fatigue in his hot body, was still all the adrenaline of the night hitting hard in her veins...
"Do you want...more...Puddin?" Harley gasped as he felt the hard excitement of her man press her cornered leg into the chair and she with her warm hands stroked the lower back of the Joker. Her light, colored hair was scattered all over the elegant long sofa.
"You don't want more?..."
Harley felt his skin burn when J's fingers slid down his two legs rubbing, almost scraping the whole way in a rough caress followed by a soft contradictory purr of his mouth.
"When I told you not my Puddin?"She asked sensually removing her hands from his lower back to caress the back of his green hair"...here you have me..."she whispered tilting the male neck of J with his hands and kiss gently his Adam's apple distinguished himself in the pale skin of her man. Joker closed his eyes tilting his face and Harley continued to spread kisses throughout the exposed air.
"I was not going to allow you to escape..." Joker murmured to return to submerge in a violent kiss "I have you..." He exhaled separating from his lips and with a sudden movement of his hand turned Harley's body making him face down to the chair under his heated body.
Joker intimidated her with an enigmatic purring guttural at the nape of her neck and twisted his tongue inside her mouth before beginning to kiss the smooth skin of Harley's back, she let out a sweet playful and childish laugh.
"Mr. J...haha..."
J gritted his damaged teeth in a macabre smile watching with excitement in his eyes the previous creation that had hit the soft white skin of his girl. Great new scarlet and reddish marks on Harley's back showed the passion with which J had caught her in every sexual encounter. It was a hallmark of the joker, a sign of his uncontrolled lust...
Of course, the bruises that the guards caused on Harley were still there overshadowing his masterpiece and Joker growled furious as the alcohol in his body increased all his bitter feeling; to calm his temper he rubbed Harley's back with his hands to lower his face giving fiery kisses on her marked backbone pulling out several sighs. Harley shuddered in a cozy chill at the touch of his breath rose to her injured skin and Joker continued to descend as his hands slid down the accentuated waist to reach the furrow of her hips. Harley gave a choked scream against the sofa cushion as J nipped hard at her right buttock while his fingers moved into her wet sex.
Joker pulled his fingers up to purr again.
"Mmm... it's true... my kitty wants more..."
Harley turned to face him again.
"With you I always want more" She spoke seriously and took J's hand to bring her fingers to his mouth, the licks and J pulling his hand to grab her neck violently falling on her. He felt so stifled and his libido increased with her soft serious voice.
"Well...I'll give you more" Joker left her neck to hold her two breasts firm and Harley gasped as she felt him gathering them imprudently and passed his tongue in the groove that himself was responsible for forming. J's fingers tightened even more when his face went to her right breast to lick one of her small nipples and then he went to the other repeating his action and then kissing all the skin reddened previously by all the strong caresses he had previously given them. .
Harley's breasts were small, but they were perfect in J's eyes that he knew them perfectly like every part of his graceful body. He could recognize the silhouette of his girl with closed eyes or if they put several girls against the light behind a curtain, he could shoot one hundred percent sure to all of them without hitting the beautiful body of his Harley Quinn.
"Puddin..." She moaned her lower lip to mitigate the pain, J was not soft at all with her, he always bit her with his damaged teeth covered in silver metal and for this fifth round his skin really burned and he could clearly see that the hue of her faded skin had changed notoriously in an adorable scarlet red for J...
Her blue eyes in the dim light could only see the upper part of the "Damaged" tattoo on Joker's forehead, which was close to the birth of his green hair as she saw how he wildly kissed and licked each of her breasts equally.
J had pulled the thick gold chains from his neck, but he still had his thick watch on, as well as the gold rings on his fingers. Joker went back up to kiss the full lips of Harley and with his hands he continued massaging her breasts strongly by putting her nipples between his fingers, his gold rings were now stinging in the pink area and Harley impulsively bit him hard in the kiss on the part of the burning given in its sensitive erogenous zone getting a hoarse growl to leave the mouth of Joker.
He stroked her even harder to immediately release one of her breasts and turn sharply Harley's face to the right.
"You bit me, Harls ..." He whispered in her ear, pushing harder his little jaw to the right and blew exalted in his neck. Harley groaned and Joker straightened to slap him for biting him in the kiss. With a half smile, he stared at her, she kept the eye contact moving her tongue slowly down her upper lip and then licked the blood that had come out of the corner of her mouth from J's rough slap, which was not the first she had received. That night forming this important part of their games in most of their sexual encounters.
"You hit me really hard this time, Daddy..."
The Joker's panting breath rushed as his arousal increased seeing another thread of blood slide from his mouth. Harley and this time it was he who took the blood out of his mouth with his thumb gently.
"How sensual, Harls... you give me so much... pleasure..." He emphasized with his mouth the last word and then sink into her breasts and talk with that mystical guttural voice "I don't know... at what time... I became addicted to hurt you, baby..."J took a deep breath to purr between the middle of his girl's breasts "hurt you feel very... well... and at the same time... wrong now..." the other drinks began to take effect in J.
"Why bad daddy...?"
Harley tangled her fingers in the green hair and J kissed her flat belly affectionately.
"Oh... because I missed you, baby... you're beautiful... and... mine... sweetheart..." he whispered against her skin and Harley took his face with both hands to raise it by joining his lips to his in a rapturous kiss for a brief moment. movements reclining on his body and with both hands on his shoulders caused J's back to hit the left end of the sofa.
"You are mine too, Puddin..." She said putting his erection in her hands maliciously caressing the long and thick of this while kissing the tattooed cards of J descending by the laughter of his right chest in a sea of kisses. Harley began to masturbate him with her hands until a growl of J with his eyes closed made her understand that he could not wait for it to be brought to her mouth.
She obeyed and J's strong breathing was heard in the living room as he let his neck fall back feeling ecstatic in the moisture of Harley's sweet mouth. To fucking hell that felt better than playing with Bat... so pleasant and satisfying when she slid her tongue down his limb and then exerted pressure with her full lips that were the sky, his heaven.
Joker opened his eyes and ran Harley's hair to see his face give him pleasure. He could not deny it, seeing her there giving him oral sex fervently, always obeying his orders was too attractive for him, he knew perfectly that Harley was butter in his hands, she went out of her way to please him and that feeling of power over her was so addictive generating a damn dependence to observe her always submitted to him, to all his demands and to know himself to be the owner of that beautiful woman. Even so, it was ironic for J, because before everything described how much power he had over her, he was the fucking addicted to the sublime harlequin drug he had created... and he hated countless nights for it, but now, it felt like a damn lucky King watching his girl's face up and down with the adorable black heart on his cheek... and those seductive eyes looking at him as if he were his God... He could also watch her curved back, her tiny waist and hips end up on her buttocks elevated for him thus increasing his fucking excitement. Blessed luck yours! He had a so beautiful woman... and so expert in sex.
The minutes passed and J delighted more and more in the pleasure exerted on his member, Harley knew how to use his mouth well to take it to an intoxicating ecstasy taking an insurmountable advantage to the volume of his red lips.
"Come on, baby... oh... you do it... so good..." Joker grabbed Harley by the hair, choked her violently and then separated her from his erect member raising her face to give him a passionate and long kiss. Then J whispered in her ear
"Now... touch yourself for daddy..."
A mischievous smile formed on her lips as her open hand slid down all the tattoos of J's torso.
"As you order, Puddin..." She sighed; more aroused she couldn't be before his hot request and without any shame as in countless occasions, it was played for J.
Harley went to the other end of the sofa leaning her back on the small siderest and kissed J with her hand before giving him a wink and then with her uninhibited flexibility to raise her two legs in "V" before the lustful and attentive look of J, who sketched a malicious smile showing part of the metal of his teeth watching as his girl slipped her right hand between her legs and fulfilled his request with seductive sighs of pleasure.
Joker leaned back, running a hand through his hair, admiring Harley's sensual spectacle for him, and drank the coffee gulp that remained inside the glass cup he had previously served. The low alcohol burning his throat until he hit his stomach, but he did not feel stronger than the fire inside him as a result of watching Harley self-indulgence in his face that showed she was enjoying it as much as he did.
"Ah... ah..." Harley sighed and J went crazy every time she let the air escape in that way so... provocative. The Joker's mouth was ajar and his eyes were lost in her in a dark trance while his hard member began to demand urgent attention to see the naked sex of his girl... oh... how much he loved that little tight pussy.
"Come here, Harls ..." He ordered her clapping one of the cushions on the sofa and she crawled across the couch until she reached him. Joker ran his fingers down the back of Harley's chin with a loud threatening purr and she smiled at him.
"Are you going to fuck me now daddy? ..."
"Oh... I know you want it... but before that, you're going to move those hips again for me..."
J pulled one of her legs close to him and she buried her face in his neck sitting on his cock that went deep inside her. Harley groaned with pleasure and began to move, clinging tightly to the joker's back.
"Like this...?" She was smiling pleasantly at the pressure exerted and J squeezed the back of Harley's neck hard.
"Like this... good, baby ..." The left hand with the tattooed smile returned to her thigh to imprison her with brusqueness while she rode in a deep and exquisite rhythm.
"Puddin ..." Harley arched her back back making her long hair dance with her movements up and down and Joker saw her as a fucking angel hurt, her neck back showed him all the damage he caused on her white skin with his kisses and bitten, just like he saw Harley's reddened breasts move charmingly in front of him.
Despite being slightly drunk, J could clearly distinguish all the marks on his body that obeyed all the previous sex of celebration and could not help smiling with malice putting his two hands on the soft back of Harley who moved sumptuously clinging to her force to his chest thinking that if they were a "normal" couple, it is likely that any woman had filed charges of violence and domestic abuse, in addition to placing a restraining order a long time ago, but not his Harlequin... his Harley always moaned with pleasure and happy pain with his hard "caresses" in sex.
"Oh... Puddin..." He moaned again when Joker squeezed his buttocks with both his hands and now he was more rudely leading his movements up and down them violently in his strong grip. Harley tightened his shoulders and some of his nails were buried in the skin; her mouth sought the one of J kissing him with passion without stopping moving on him, feeling so hers among the sweat of their bodies, she was mad and hypnotized in her own rhythm and the deep breathing of him made all her senses vibrate making her want to be every time closer and closer to him
"Never... never ... leave me again... Puddin... Puddin... oh God Puddin!"
That word... "Puddin"... when was the first time he heard that stupid and adorable word come out of her lips? That damn word that he hate with all his being when, as If it were a ghost, it chased him during the six months of shit that did not have Harley at his side. However, despite everything said, hypocritically liked inside, was the most affectionate way in which his Harlequin preferred to refer to him when he was responsible for unleashing the madness in her and a memory crossed by the thoughts of the King of Gotham.
*Flashback*
A day ago Harleen had come to live in the eccentric mansion of J under his strict orders. For Harleen, the day before his arrival had been a whirlwind of strong emotions when in the chemical factory he had thrown himself into acid containers for him; for the crazy love she felt for THE JOKER, his former patient of Arkham and still could not assimilate everything that happened, from when he deceived her seducing her to obtain the machine gun to escape from Arkham, the electric shock application he made in her and then leave her doing that a few days later he was chasing her on his motorcycle, and then throwing herself by her own will to the acids after swearing to give her life to the most feared villain of Gotham.
The life of Harleen Quinzel had taken a 180 degree turn since she met him, but she did not regret anything, and even less, when she unexpectedly felt the strong arms of the Joker clutching her body the moment he lifted her up so as not to let her die. The acids that burned her skin. He returned her life with his breath and surprised as he leaned his face to kiss her gently followed by that great laughter making her feel an immense happiness and forgetting the burning that she felt all over her body that was discolored as well as her hair. That happiness of that magical moment would be stored in her heart under seven keys, like her oath.
Suddenly J's steps took her out of her thoughts and although Harleen was in a dark room that seemed to be designed to commit endless tortures, she found herself reclining on a cold metal table with her ankles tied with thick brown thongs like Joker He had ordered her to wait for him, she did not feel any kind of fear or terror; she just felt that her heart would come out of her chest out of love and expectation, even though she imagined what was going to happen to her in that awful room and all the pain that was coming as J's steps approached her . Harleen bit her lip confirming her suspicions when she saw Mr. J approaching with two running ports in his hands and excitement ran through her body.
-Did you adapt to your new home? Mmm? "Joker was wearing a dark blue, almost black shirt with the sleeves rolled up at the height of his forearms and his long black bow tie untied falling on both sides of his shirt ajar.
"Yes ... Are you going to electrocute me?" She asked raising her head a few inches from the metal and some of her long hair now whitish with a slight, but noticeable pink and blue colors at the tips slid down near the shoes of J.
"It's a way of saying it ... although the reality is that... so that we have a lot of fun together, Harls... first we must make some adjustments" Joker left the current holders aside and took out his purple latex glove from the pocket of the black fabric pants and he put it on his right hand.
J noted that she had nothing to bite yet in her mouth and looked around.
"One more adjustment?... Well, I can accept it if you want Mr J" She moved her head in affirmation and J approached her with one of his white shirts that he had forgotten on the rack of that room of terror. There were other things to gag her, but in most things there were still traces of dirty blood from perhaps that men had gone through J's tortures; He was a monster, but he was not going to let her taste that foul blood.
"You're understanding this pretty well... now keep quiet." J put a finger in her mouth and she sealed her lips. Joker folded his shirt three times and put it in front of his mouth. She cracked it open and J thrust it hard inside followed by her hand closing her jaw loudly making her teeth rattle.
"You can bite her without disgust ... it's my shirt- she said tightening her shoulders that were uncovered. Harleen had a light coral shirt with thin waistbands and closed her eyes ready to receive the first electric shock.
"Do you know?... I brought this especially for you, dear..." J adjusted the machine to the maximum capacity and took the ends of the current holder again. Violently he placed them on the sides of his forehead watching intently as she received all the flips of electricity shaking her fragile body and clinging with all her strength to the edges of the metal table. Joker was invaded by an indescribable excitement that tensed his whole body watching that beautiful face writhe in pain and felt fleeting blows of pleasure strong enough to never want to let go of that daring woman.
Joker continued inserting electro-shock therapy with brief breaks and the minutes went by. Then, once satisfied and almost sure of having finished his work well, he turned off the red switch of the powerful machine analyzing Harleen who was stunned with her eyes closed. She walked around observing her legs uncovered by the denim shorts she wore until she reached her beige heels and unbuckled the straps on her ankles that held her to the metal table. Then she went back to her face contemplating it for a few seconds and thought that she looked extremely beautiful with that skin as white as her hair, before she had seemed attractive the beautiful doctor, but this... this was bigger than a simple physical attraction, she caused him exquisite forgotten sensations and now she looked so... perfect; sharing her same skin tone, although he could swear that she had much better than him... was very pale... as much as an… Harlequin.
A soft heat rocked J's ruthless heart and let the air escape in his lungs by removing the purple latex glove on his right hand to immediately remove the white shirt from his mouth, his lips were parted making J's breathing shake without Explanation. He leaned toward his harlequin without taking his eyes off her lips and just as he was about to kiss her, Harleen opened her eyes. Joker immediately turned his back, running a hand through his green hair.
"How are you ... Harleen?" He decided to put her on test.
"Who is... Harleen?..."She rejoined dizzy, but sat on the edge of the table "It's me?..." Joker noticed that her voice had changed to a slight childish tone, that although it was not what he would have liked, he was not completely unpleasant either "I am Harleen... Quinz..."
He could not finish speaking; Joker slapped her hard, tilting her face violently and causing her to fall dizzy, affirming herself from the table to sit in front of him.
"Harley... Quinn..." J said sternly and she raised her face again "that's your name... now say it, baby..." J stroked her hurt cheek.
"Harley Quinn..." She looked at him self-absorbed and before the stern look of J repeated more sure, not to receive another slap "Harley Quinn!... I like it... it reminds me of something.. .mmm... sounds like... Harlequin?" Harley looked at Joker and he confirmed his question.
"You're Harley ... you're my Harlequin toy ..." Joker slid the back of his hand down his leg.
"Toy?" He asked touching J's hand that slid on his thigh and he jerked it away.
"So it is ..." He took his chin and shook it wild "a perfect... doll... Harlequin"
"Yes... I'll be your doll..." Harley whispered with half "opened lips without understanding the situation.
"Kneel down... baby ..." J it seemed appropriate to say that way because of her voice, she really looked like a very confused girl. Harley with her fused brain got down from the metal table and got on her knees in front of J looking at him with admiration upwards. He laughed sinisterly like that time when he asked for the machine gun. Everything was going well, by the time he was in control.
"Your laugh... I like it" She smiled nervously "are you happy?"
Joker did not respond, but yes, he was happy and just shook his hair like a dog and then stretch his arm putting his hand in front of her looking at her intently.
"Do you want a kiss?"
She looked at his deep eyes feeling bewildered and continued to believe that J's eyes were beautiful and hypnotizing despite the madness that loomed in them and the mysterious black around. Harley held his hand and kissed him softly without understanding the true meaning of that; J, however, knew exactly what it meant and squeezed his jaw holding his breath for a few seconds when a hundred volts of electricity hit his nervous system.
"Well, Harley ... now tell me, Who am I?" He gestured with the same hand to get up trying to overshadow what he felt a moment ago.
"You are Mr J" She gave a beautiful smile, but Joker took her face with both hands violently.
"No, baby... What am I to you?" He said, face to face in exaltation.
"You..." Harley lowered her nervous face to quickly think to say and without wanting her mouth between opened opened with the left hand of the joker making his tongue touch his skin. He released her face drastically and she ruled "you're ... you're nice ... and your skin is very clear ... like ... oh! Like a Vanilla Puddin!..."
"What did you say?" He looked at her with hate and then cackled, showing Harley his tattoed mocking smile on his left hand. "Ha Ha Ha Ha"
That was not the answer he wanted to hear... "Nice?... Puddin?" Those terms were not associated with him, he was the King of Crime not a Puddin. Joker stretched his arm and hit her with all his might. Harley put his hand to his irritated cheek and looked at him annoyed with a tear sliding down his cheek
"Auch… Why do you hit me, Mr. J?... The vanilla pudding is my favorite dessert... Besides you are too... I mean... my favorite person... my Puddin!" She smiled at him drying the elusive tear, throwing herself at him to hug him with strength and love.
Joker looked at her in surprise, he was not expected to do that "I'm your owner Harley" Joker raised the frame of his eyes "I am not… A fucking Vanilla Puddin!" He yelled at her trying to get away, but she had enough strength or …she was not trying too hard to get rid of him? After all she had just received a powerful dose of electric shock. The truth was that he could not push her away, she was very warm.
"I really love the vanilla Puddin! And I... I cherish you Mr. J... "She buried her face in the villain's neck.
"Well... you have to adore me, baby..." J looked at the dark ceiling looking away "It is your obligation... I am your owner and you belong to me..."
"Yes... I belong to you" Then Harley left her childish tone and J never thought he heard such a sensual and provocative tone in his whole life when he heard her whisper in his ear "I belong to you because I want it so... I am all yours... Puddin..."
"I want to see..." Joker purred intimidatingly tightening her waist making her feel the excitement that caused in his pants and Harley sighed heatedly "...How dare you say "Puddin" again?..."
"Puddin ...?" Joker growled grabbing her arm to drag her out of the dark room and Harley with his heels followed his quick and long steps "Where are you taking me?..."
"Oh ... you're going to meet my room ..."
*Flashback End*
"Puddin! Puddin! AH AH!" Harley could not stop crying out the affectionate nickname she had given to Joker, because he was subject to the most pleasurable pleasure she could feel. Harley's legs were wrapped around the neck of the joker while her back rubbed zigzagging on the rug floor looking fascinated at J's deep eyes on her. Harley wondered many times how to make him look so mysterious making him look very sexy and with a powerful sexual magnetism... She asked it on more than one occasion to the King of Gotham to which he obviously never answered that stupid question.
Some strands of J's green hair were disordered on his forehead as a result of his strong thrusts and his breathing was breathless, guttural with slight animal roars that came out of his mouth bursting the silence of the living room to the beat of the sharp moans of his girl. Joker pumped her with intense frenzy and she was totally devoted to wild passion about to go mad more than she already was. Joker felt Harley's insides warm and close with each violent pelvic movement he gave to her, taking her breath away, making her want to kill her for the unimaginable fucking pleasure it felt to be inside her. However, the only thing he could do was to squeeze her smooth skin with all her strength, to never let her go. Unconsciously J's hands were buried so hard in the curves of Harley's hips that she drastically closed her eyes denoting that fascinating pain expressed all over her face burying her nails in the carpet and involuntarily bowing over the waves of pleasure in a potent orgasm. J endured a few more heavy strokes, but his blood pressure increased feeling that he was about to come also to that inexplicable sensation of lust that invaded him and left her to take his face with his hands abruptly making Harley to squat and put completely his hard member inside her mouth. He put it in and took it violently a couple of times looking at the long blond lashes of Harley that stimulated him to a more like the tips of colors in his hair and J came knocking to the back of his throat in an orgasm of maximum excitement. The tip of his member came out and her parted lips, swallowing his hot white liquid that he could not keep from squeezing between his mouth. She licked her lips at the taste of J and removed what was left over with her fingers. Harley's vibrant blue eyes watched ecstatically as J stood with his breath panting in his half-open mouth with his tattooed chest rising and falling exalted; she gave him a naughty smile while he got up exhausted putting on his pants to go to the kitchen. Harley imitated him by putting on his underwear and wearing J's dark gray shirt to lie drowsily on the couch and in a brief moment J returned from the kitchen with a cold can of grape soda in his hands. Then he leaned back to the side of his girl to which she clung to him wrapping him with her arms and legs.
"Puddin... I'm very sleepy" Harley circled two fingers on J's skull jester tattoo and he put the cold can of soda pop on Harley's right cheek near the corner of her mouth.
"Ah ah!" The cold can burned the bruised skin and she tried to push it away with her hand, but Joker stopped her.
"Stay still... it's just a moment" he murmured looking at the ceiling.
"Can I drink it?"
"Bare with it a little more Harls..."
Harley looked at him pleadingly, but after several minutes with the can on his cheek Joker finally pulled her away and a click sounded when he opened it for her giving it to her. Harley took her happily and sat on the edge of the couch turning his back on J drinking all the tasty content. He fingered the pink and blue tips of her hair that fell down her back above the birth of her buttocks and she realized it by asking innocently.
"Do you want some? Ah?"
"You're so considered... but drink it baby ...it's for you" He whispered and continued interlacing his fingers in the colorful hair.
"And why do you look at me like that? As if you wanted to drink my Puddin grape soda?
"I'm not looking at your grape soda, baby ... I'm looking at the colors of your hair ... do you know how much I miss them daddy? Hmm?" He muttered heavily influenced by alcohol and Harley now noticed.
"I didn't know Puddin..." Harley smiled settling down again on her breastplate "and what do you like most about me?"
"All Harls... Everything... there is no fucking thing that I don't like about you..."
"Including that sometimes I can be very, very annoying?" She turned to see the "J" under the left eye of her Puddin, who kept her eyes straight ahead.
"That wouldn't be you if you were not..."
"Oh Puddin!" Harley exclaimed and gave kisses to all the tattooed laughs of J knowing that alcohol brought out the truths of all people, even the King of Crime was not immune to that and thought mischievous
"I have to give my Puddin drink more often" the soft laughter soon rang.
"Are you taking advantage of my Harley... Quinn?" Joker turned his face to her.
"I Don't! Of course not Puddin! How do you think!... we better go to sleep... yes?" Harley got up from the couch and pulled with all his might the arm of the joker who was already very sleepy. He sat on the edge of the sofa in front of Harley and wrapped his arms around her, dropping his face into the abdomen beneath her and his eyes met with... Lucky You... how right he had the sensual tattoo of his Harlequin J thought and murmured against his skin in a guttural purr
"How lucky..." He knew, he was lucky to have Harley with him on his night of celebration... no, even more, he was lucky to have had all those years... Because what was the use of being the fucking King of Gotham causing crime, chaos, and destruction, having endless games with Batsy, being admired and feared by all the bad guys in the city... nothing, now it was absolutely no use to him if he did not have it, he had felt the joy of what he was to form a couple that will be happy with him.
Nothing was the same once he had his brilliant queen with him to rejoice in his happiness. She always smiled sincerely, genuinely sharing her laughter and truly admiring him with devotion. J knew that she was as happy as he was when he caused chaos and destruction ... and that was incomparable, his unfailing companion ... his partner ... his love.
"Oh... Harls... Harls... how lucky..." J gently moved his face on the exposed skin of his abdomen without knowing that tonight would start the gestation of the Prince of Gotham.
"I need you with me Harls... I'm a damn disaster without you, honey..."
"Puddin..." Harley stroked her hair feeling a warm turn in her heart
"I will never leave you... and neither will you, right?
"Never..." Joker kissed her tattoo and could not help thinking that he was an idiot for leaving her with Bat, but in a way he knew that if it had not been for that, maybe how long it would take him to realize what Harley was really worth to him and the toxic love he felt for her. Joker raised his face
"It was a good night…"
"A wonderful night..." She smiled at him and he got up to kiss her slowly, intensely with love... as soft as his impulses allowed him. Then he took a few steps with a slight wobble.
"Do you help Daddy to get to the room?" J gave him a mad smile showing the metal in his teeth and Harley held him by passing his arm over his shoulder to help him in his walk.
"Oh my Puddin drank too much!"
"HaHaHaHaHa..."
It was six o'clock in the afternoon in Gotham City and Harley in the kitchen in a light-colored silk dressing gown under her white satin pajamas that revealed her long legs, with her pink and blue hair tied in two pom-poms similar to what she wore, she had wore them when she was rescued from Belle Reve, she was pouring cat food into the shiny new food container for F on the kitchen table. The kitten meowed and Harley yawned covering his mouth because a few minutes ago he had woken up after all the action of the previous day. He gave another yawn and the doorbell rang.
"Jhonny..." She mumbled sleepily and went to open the door to let F eat her food on the kitchen table next to a bowl of white milk "Hi Johnny! Good Morning! Is not it a little early?" She let him as she closed the door.
"If six o'clock in the afternoon, it means early to you, Harley" Johnny smiled at her.
"What?! Six o'clock?"
"Yes, six..." Johnny answered and could not help but notice all the red marks on Harley's neck, sucker marks, buried fingers, bites, scratches on his neckline... well, if his boss had celebrated last night. He turned his gaze away before she realized his observation moving down the aisle and his elegant shoe came across Harley's emerald green hoop. He bent down to take it, seeing on his right the mess of the living room, the armchair and the central glass table were run, cushions scattered on the carpet as well as empty bottles of liquor, pots of broken plants; his boss's shoes, chains and other things were watered all over the place- Harley, your earring-He handed her the expensive emerald diamond earring, omitting to comment on the hurricane that passed through the living room.
"Oh! Thank you!... By the way you're there? "He asked, noting that Johnny had several newspapers folded in his hand.
"They are the headlines; they are in all the press in the city... I assumed that J would like to read them-He said.
"AAH!" Harley shouted excitedly with his hands "Cool! You are fantastic Johnny! My Puddin will be happy!" Harley smiled at him, delighted with the news.
"Why you don't take them with you?" Johnny handed him the newspapers and she received them.
"Aw... Frosty... Did I tell you how much I love you?"Harley caressed his prominent chin.
"Yes, many times..." Johnny smiled at her "Does it bother you if I wait for J in his office? You know... it would be uncomfortable to wait for him in that living"
Harley laughed and hit his arm
"Hey... of course not!" She told him and climbed the steep staircase with newspapers in hand while Johnny went to J's office through all the mess.
The elegant tiles shone in the impeccable and glamorous bathroom of the master bedroom. The steam fogged the glass shower on the side of the long, luxurious wash with lots of Harley beauty products in front of the large mirror that reflected the owner of the mansion. Joker with a towel wrapped around his waist after having a bath, was imprisoned by a heavy headache while shaking the mouthwash inside his mouth.
"Puddin! look what Johnny brought!" his girl yelled at him and he spat at the white one we washed the blue mouthwash.
"Lower voice Harls... I have a demon headache..." He said and extended his arm for her to pass the whole pile of newspapers, so he did and she saw his annoying expression changed as he passed newspaper after newspaper between his hands.
"Joker causes great disaster in the city..."
"Joker blows up the central administration..."
"The Kings of the crime make their return to the city..."
"Joker mocks Batman causing chaos and commotion..."
"Alert the Clown King of Crime makes it clear who rules the city..."
"The alarms are on, the reign of terror has returned..."
"Joker and Harley Quinn terrify Gotham again..."
They were only some of all the headlines that the press had published in absolutely all the newspapers of the city, without a doubt all the citizens were now aware of the return of the King and the Queen of Gotica, being able to expect the worst of any catastrophe they could cause. . Joker left the newspapers on the side of the sink and with his two fists closed making an expression of triumph with them exclaimed looking at the ceiling with vigorous energy.
"OH! THE NEW FUN STARTS!" He looked at Harley, who was looking at him with the happiness written on his face and extended his arms to her, ceasing to feel the strong headache.
"Puddin!" Harley folded his arms around his neck and he held her by the waist and lifted her off the floor.
"What's next now?" Joker pressed his face to her cheek murmuring hoarse and dark
"Double S..."
I'm so sorry for the delay but I keep myself busy with Christmas dinner party, New Year Holidays, writing new fanfics and... I don't have enough free time to upload this new chapter or even translate it.
Please be patient, when I've more free time I promise I'm going to translate and upload the next chapter.
See us later! n_n
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