I know, I know it's been a little while, but was sick here and work hours shifted a little so been too tired to think of trying to write. But I am back and hopefully updates won't be too long this time. Anyhow keep the comments coming and as before this will be eventually a three-way love triangle between Joker, Harley and his wife. If that isn't something your wanting to even read than don't and now the next exciting chapter.

(JOKER POV)

The minute our lips met I was thrown back into memories of years gone by and felt the past coming flooding forward in my mind. It had my arms moving to embrace this woman before me and feel the warmth that was now passing between the two of us. It was pulsing, consuming and I actually felt as if I was being burned from the inside out, yet in my mind that was one hell of a way to go. As a growl slipped from my lips, feeling her fighting against me only to moments later give in and succumb to the moment. Feeling as her hands moved from pressing against my chest to slowly sliding up around my neck pulling the two of us even closer and I welcomed it.

My own arms had come up around her waist, hands pressing flat against her back making it so there was no space between her body or mind and it was hard to see where one began and the other ended. Not that it mattered to me right now, all I could think, feel was Jeanine, not even the club or the fact I was now The Joker or had Harley seemed to even register in my thoughts. Probably something that would come back to bite me in the ass later, but a chance I was willing to take for now.

This was like nothing I ever expected and yet the longer the kiss was held, the deeper the two of us seemed to move it I was remembering more and more of my past. Jeanine's body had always molded to my own perfectly like a puzzle and even now after the time passing she still fit like a glove to me. Making it so easy for me to feel each curve and contour of her body as my hands moved along her back to her hips, unable to stop my hips from bucking into her and enjoying that sudden moan that escaped her lips. Knowing she wasn't going to be able to deny the draw, the feeling and desire passing between the two of us even with her memory not being there. Which I hoped would change and help to make things so much easier between us.

As my lips moved from hers to trail along her cheek, down her neck I couldn't help nipping at her soft flesh and that moan once more escaping said I had been indeed right on my choice. Pressing her back on that wall as my own body pressed right over and onto her own, keeping her pinned between and since she wasn't struggling at the moment took it as a sign she wasn't minding. At least for now and moved to have one hand leave from her back to trail back over her waist and up under her top, which had my hand feeling as if I'd passed if over a raging fire. The heat pulsing off her body was so amazingly overwhelming and yet I didn't even try to pull back from and continued on the path up her tone, flat stomach that shivered against my touch. My lips continuing to assault her neck and up to her ear, suckling it into her mouth and liking how she arched her body into me, pressing her ample chest hard against my own.

Fingers tracing the underside of her bra, actually feeling out how she was going to react and when no protest seemed to appear I continued. Slipping my hand up and pushing the piece up off her breasts and freeing them for my touch, which I didn't even hesitate to obtain. Wrapping my whole hand around one full breast, loving the weight of it in my hand and kneaded at the flesh before bringing my fingers to that perk little nipple and giving it a slight tweak and couldn't help a smirk as her jerking against me once again. So feeling even more daring I pulled back removed my hand and quickly discarded the top and bra before my mouth laid claim to that perk, pink little tip and I suckled, nipped and teased her nipple with my tongue. My hand now leaving the other breast to slip down over her stomach and made my way down to tease on the 'outside' of her pants. Remembering just how and where to touch that would send her falling so quickly off that cliff and leave her breathless that I was a little shocked I remembered so easily. But then again we were married for so long and had spend too much time together before I was lost to the new persona that was me now.

However, just as I was feeling proud to remember how to work her body, she was pushing against me. Pulling both hands from her body, panting as she did so and I was left blinking in confusion. Only for her to just as quickly grab her shirt and bra before bolting from the room, down the stairs and out the door. Leaving me standing there not only confused, aroused and needing, but unsure what happened to make her suddenly bolt and growled before dropping down into one of the couches and ran a hand through my hair.

(? POV)

The moment his lips fell upon my own I was shocked, but quickly tried struggling and even pushing at him, but it wasn't working and I found I couldn't fight against him. Or perhaps it was my body fighting against me, to stop me fighting him and I was confused about why. It was like my body was rebelling against me and that stunned me, but even that thought was quickly vanishing from my mind as he held that kiss. Joker was a powerful, strong male I knew that, yet I found I couldn't or rather didn't wish to fight against him, instead slowly felt my hands moving from against his chest to come up and clasp behind his neck keeping us close and locked together. That kiss sending a rush of heat, emotions through my body driving me absolutely insane.

It was like nothing I ever expected and most certainly not from the likes of Joker, yet all that flew from my mind to leave me struggling to pull our bodies closer and to embrace the feelings and heat completely. What was happening to me? I couldn't think, couldn't find the strength to fight against any of this and instead found my body openly reacting to his touch, to power and danger he was exhibiting just with this kiss alone. But that wasn't all he did to me, no a short time later his hips had bucked up and I couldn't fight that traitorous moan that followed and wanted to be ashamed, but instead I was drawn closer and wanting even more then I truly felt was legal. What was this man doing to me? Wasn't he already taken? Yet here he was with me pinned between his strong, powerful body and the hard, unmoving wall with no place to go.

My body arched and pressed into his the longer the kiss lasted and I could no longer even think, my mind was completely and utterly blank save for the sensations he was causing inside. Oh god the sensations was like nothing I ever could of imagined or thought and it had me wanting to scream, but his lips prevented that. Hands moved over my body sending a lightning of heat and shock rushing up, over my spine and my mind to go spinning. Then his lips broke the kiss, leaving my lips to purse as I continued to stand there panting, my head falling over to the side as his lips began trailing over my flesh, down my neck and nipped making me shiver.

But it appeared he wasn't yet done or perhaps it was that he'd not even begun yet with me for I soon felt his hands moving once again over my body before they were there under the shirt and I couldn't help moaning, pressing up and against him even harder not wanting to feel us parted. Those fingers brushing along my tone stomach, making the muscles constrict, before I felt and realized where he'd gotten and wanted to almost whimper when he didn't immediately attack my breasts. But he didn't make me wait long before his hand was moving again up and I felt the bra lifting off my breasts and a new heat suddenly encased one and I arched, moaned and pressed into his touch. It was driving me nuts and startled me how easily he could work my body so well as if he knew where to touch to get what he wanted.

Though when he pulled back suddenly I blinked wondering what was wrong before my shirt, bra were off and his mouth captured my breast and I was falling back against the wall for balance. Gripping onto him once again, while feeling his tongue, lips, teeth claiming, teasing my sensitive flesh and becoming more and more lost in the sensations barely noticing at first when his hand took on my neglected breast to make sure it was getting stimulation as well. My core was throbbing and he wasn't even touching me there, but I could feel that heat spreading, wrapping around me completely and if I had been any more lost I might not have suddenly felt his hand moving and found I couldn't keep doing this. When that hand moved down and headed for my groin I finally found my inner strength and pushed against his chest, grabbing his hands and pushing away. Only to reach for my shirt, bra while panting from all the stimulation and bolted for the door, down the stairs and out the door to my car. Not even sparing my guys a look or word as I rushed into the back seat and curled up. My body still feeling the last bit essence of his touch over it and I bit back the desire to go back, no I needed to get away so I could think again and figure out what the hell just happened.