prompt: The club scene where someone gets a little too "close" to Harley and the joker loses his shit all possessive and shit and kills the guy and saved Harley

It was a normal Saturday night, the Joker and Harley Quinn were at Joker's club. The Joker had just heard of a man who made comments about 'buying Harley off his hands'. So Mr. J invited him to his club to make a business deal. Harley was seated next to Joker in one of her finest gold dresses, her legs were over his lap and she was playing with the gold chains around his neck. She was bored, waiting for Joker to kill this man so they could go home already.

"I'm not gonna kill you. Not yet, no. " Mr. J said, Harley whipped her head toward him.

"Why not?" She demanded.

"Harley, daddy's busy." He shushed her. "No, you're going to make me a lot of money first."

"Puddin! He just tried to buy me!" He tried to take me away from you.

"But he didn't, did he?" He smiled at her and turned back to his business meeting.

Harley rose an eyebrow, shock and annoyed at him, as suddenly a lightbulb went off in her head. She huffed, crossing her legs and turning away from him. Hearing Mr. J utter out one faint 'Harley' but she didn't look at him.

Instead, she focused all her attention on the man Mr. J was doing a business deal with, she smiled at the man seated on the other side of the booth. Harley stood up, walking around the gold ottoman, making sure to sway her hips like the boys couldn't resist, and plopped herself in the other man's lap, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

Not glancing at Mr. J she asked, "How much would ya pay for a night with me?"

The man eyes widened comically. She giggled. His brown eyes darted back and forth between Joker and Harley, sweat already moistening his bald head. He was looking at the Joker as he shook his head over and over.

"I wouldn't— I mean I would but—No! That's not what I meant. She's beautiful but no—" He sputtered, trying to save his life. No use, Harley thought, he's a dead man walking.

Harley risked one glance at Joker, knowing what she'd find. His breathing was heavy, his strong chest moving up and down rapidly, hands twitching around his cane, his eyes huge, looking at Harley, looking at her arm around another man's shoulder, looking at her legs and how they were on another man's lap. That'll teach him, Harley thought. Happy with the reaction she got out of her Mr. J.

"So cowardly." Harley smiled at the sweating man, "You know, Mr. J might like me to come home with some money. C'mon, tell me how much you'd pay?"

"No! I wouldn't, Joker! I wouldn't! She's yours, I don't-" The man was really sweating now.

"No, no, no," Mr. J waved his finger back and forth, his mood had changed again, "She's right, she would look prettier with pockets full of cash. Go on, tell her how much you'd pay?"

"Mr. J, it was just a joke!" The man hadn't stopped shaking his head, he was practically pushing Harley off his lap, "You like jokes right? She's yours! I wouldn't take-"

Joker slammed his cane down on the ottoman, "That wasn't my question," He growled, "Tell me. Now." Harley was staring at Joker, hanging on to every word, her arousal evident.

"I wouldn't-" The man's voice cut off as a bullet impaled itself into his head. He slumped over, dead.

Harley frowned slightly, "Aw, puddin. I didn't even get to play with him."

She stood up off his lap, walking around the ottoman, and sat down beside the Joker again. "Thanks, honey." Harley ran her fingertips down his strong arm, "Is that all of your business meetings tonight?"

"Don't touch me! You want to see how much a man would pay for you? Go see." He threw her hand off his arm, growling.

"You got it all wrong, baby," She shook her head, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "I just wanted to see daddy kill that weasel." She licked the outer edge of his ear, "Plus, you can have me for free. Anytime, anywhere you want."

Joker growled, annoyed as he grabbed her arm and lead her to the car. She grinned at him fondly, knowing she had a bit of work on her hands. To help with mad mood.

Or maybe she would get lucky and he'd used his rage in bed with her. Harley giggled as they sped off into the night.

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