Ok this story has lemons just a fair warning for you, oh and to clear this up the joker has always been apart of jacks persona, he just hasn't always been as strong a part until after he was given his smile. And around Harley it's more Jack then Joker. I hope that answers your questions. Oh and i don't own Joker or Harley. The poem Reunited isn't below isn't the whole thing but the beging of it, now that, thats done let's get on with the show.
Reunited
"Let us begin, dear love, where we left off;
Tie up the broken threads of that old dream;
And go on happy as before; and seem
Lovers again, though all the world may scoff.
Let us forget the graves, which lie between
Our parting and our meeting, and the tears
That rusted out the goldwork of the years;
The frosts that fell upon our gardens green.
Let us forget the cold malicious Fate
Who made our loving hearts her idle toys,
And once more revel in the old sweet joys
Of happy love. Nay, it is not too late!"-Ella Wheeler Wilcox
"You know Harley, it's not nice to stare." Jack gave Harley a leering once over, before meeting her eyes again throwing in a wink for good measure.
Jack's wink is what brought Harley out of her surprised dumb founded state. Bringing with it an array of emotions- happy he was alive, sad he hadn't tried and find her sooner, mad he didn't try and find her sooner, confused as to why he hadn't tried to find her sooner, then back to being mad since it was the easiest thing to be at the moment.
Jack could've sworn he could hear Harleys teeth grinding and tried not to show his excitement at the oncoming explosion, which is hard to do when you have a permanent smile. Snickering at the thought, Jack decided to sit back and watch the show.
"You, you bastard! What the hell is wrong with you huh!?! First I thought you were dead, they showed me a video of you being killed, then you just show up as if everything's fine, nothings happened. And now I find out you were alive the whole time and didn't try and find me! So what the flowers make up for the whole abandoning me right? Well sorry to bust your bubble but it doesn't work like that. You have some serious explaining to do Jack, and let's start with how your alive , then where you've been." Harley said/shouted at Jack folding her arms and still holding the flowers trying to resist the urge to throw them at Jack.
Jack agitated but still in a happy mood decided to move from where he was resting on the wall. He couldn't stand to be still especially with what he was going to tell Harley. Feeling more at ease to talk while walking around Harley's living room, Jack noticed some knick-knacks, movies, and a few books but nothing really personal in the room. Jack started to slip into his Joker persona without really noticing.
"Well Har-lee I'm alive because Matt had found me twenty minuets after the general had left, and helped patch me up, seeee." Joker said showing off his carved on smile and watched as Harley shuddered but made no move to back away, flinch, or even stare at them but instead looked up into his eyes and stepped close. Taking a by surprise Jack stood still and was caught for a moment in Harley's gaze, shaking his head Joker came back to himself and continued with his fiddling and story telling. "I fell into a coma for five months, my body healing itself in that time. You know he did more to me then just carve my face baby doll, but it seems that these scars are the ones that didn't want to heal right I could blame the stitching for that, it wasn't the best in the world you know, but in the end it kept my mouth together, and that is the important part."
"Jack I'm so" Jack cut off Harleys apology with a shake of his head his face softening. "Not your fault Harls, not your fault. Anyway I spent a year tracking, studying, and planning on how to get general Kelsey, and find you. Matt and I had it all planned out down to the second. We were going to grab Kelsey at his home, bring him to an abandoned slaughter house, torture the pig, and find out where they had you."
This is the point where Harley had a few questions and decided to interrupt by raising her hand. Joker finding this funny snickered before acknowledging her with a nod. "Yes Miss Quinnzel."
"Ok I get that you kidnapped him but how didn't anybody notice his disappearance? I mean someone would've noticed that a general went missing."
Jack not really bothered by the question, but pleased that she had asked, unknowingly giving him the opportunity to show off , he nodded his head in agreement with her.
"Ahh but you can't miss a general when he's not gone." Seeing the questioning look appear on Harley's face again Jack further explained. "See Matt and I had figured that out already. The general's happy 'family' wouldn't worry about him because we had already established that the general was going on a month long tour in Korea, by hacking into the computers on base, we set it up for them to assign Kelsey to the tour, he tells his 'family', packs, and leaves with the escort to the field strip, only thing is the real, Kelsey doesn't show to the field strip, but instead a very convincing double shows up. They take off at the same time the real Kelsey is being sedated and delivered to the slaughter house."
"The Kelsey double went to Korea then after a week went MIA. The plan went without a hitch, no one the wiser, that dear old Kelsey was being tortured by his son-in-law." Jack stopped talking, sat down on the sofa leaned back, crossing his arms, and ankles, waiting for Harley to ask him to finish the story.
Harley agitated that he had stopped in the middle of the story, put down the flowers, put her hands on her hips, started tapping her foot, and glared at him. When that got nothing but a raised eyebrow and an amused smile, Harley let out an exasperated breath.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well what!?! You stop in the middle of a damn story and says 'well what?'!"
"Oh your mad about the story, right?"
"Yes."
"Is there something wrong with my story?"
"What? NO!"
"Cause if there is, how exactly would you know?"
"I wouldn't that's why your telling me it, or were telling me it."
"Oh, you want to hear the rest of the story."
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes I want to hear the rest of the story."
"Yes I want to hear the rest of the story, what?"
"Fine. Yes I want to hear the rest of the story please?"
"Well since you asked so nicely." Jack studied his fingernails on his left hand feigning boredom
"I guess I can finish telling you the story, but…"
Having just about enough of this game Harley threw her hands up in frustration, then re-crossed them.
"But?" Harley asked through gritted teeth.
Jack's face seemed to light up like a Christmas tree.
"But I can't, atleast not now." Jack said sincerely with a shit eating grin playing on his face.
"Why. Not. Now?"
"Because. I. Said. So. Now Harley," Jack said getting up off the couch walking behind Harley, and putting his hands on her shoulders massaging them while he whispered in her ear. "Why don't you take this," Jack tugged at the edge of the towel that incased Harley. "off and go wait for me ib bed."
"What? No we can't…" Placing his finger to her lips Jack shushed her protest. " Shh don't worry Harley we won't do That, promise just go take off your towel and wait for me in bed ok."
Harley looks at him out of the corner of her eye while she nodded her head. Walking away from Jack's warm hands, Harley made it to the doorway when it finally clicked in her brain, 'Jack was alive and he was alright.' Feelings of relief washed over Harley in waves her knees going weeks and wobbly she had to brace herself against the walls, breathing in her nose and out her mouth, calming down enough to wobble to her bedroom. Harley did as she was told and stripped off the towel, pulling the covers up to her chin. Harley closed her eyes and waited patiently for Jack to come to bed.
Watching Harley wobble down the hallway, Jack had to restrain himself from just picking her up and carrying her to bed. But he knew he had to talk to matt first. Turning his back to the hallway Jack digged in his pants pocket for his cell phone, pulling it out he hit speed dial number two, after the third ring Jack began to pace. Matt picked up the phone on the fifth ring.
"Damn, Matt what took so long? I could've grown a beard by now." Before Matt could even say anything in his defense, Jack continued. "Doesn't matter, Harley's here, well in the bedroom. I need you to come and pick us up in the morning. Oh and have the men ready around 2-2:30pm."
"No problem boss." With that Jack hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket. Jack sat down on the couch and undressed folding and placing his clothes in a pile on a cushion and his shoes on the floor below them. Now completely naked, Jack walked to Harley's bedroom, upon entering the bedroom Jack stopped in his tracks at the sight before him. The bed was to the right parallel to the door against the wall on the opposite side with a window on the left side wall with the curtains pulled back slightly, allowing for a sliver of light to enter the dark room. The light illuminated Harley's hair making the blond seem almost white/blue, Jack continued on to the bed. He pulled the cover and sheet back enough for him to slide in and also allowing him a glimpse of Harley's backside. Sliding in right behind Harley, Jack let out a sigh of relief, at the feel of her soft compliant body as she melted against him. His arms wrapped around her waist, his right hand cupping her left breast, while his left hand played with the skin on her hip. His face nuzzled into her neck taking in a deep breath, smelling the fresh scent of her conditioner, and soap, letting out a moan when he felt Harley shiver.
(Warning Lemon)
Harley heard the bedroom door open keeping her breathing even, she waited for Jack to join her on the bed. Harley felt the cover and sheet being pulled back letting the chilled air hit her heated skin causing her to shiver, then she felt like she was on fire, his body heat surrounding her, scorching her skin. Holding back the moan that tried to force itself out at the feel of him against her, Harley couldn't suppress the full body shiver at the feel of his erection nestled against her backside. When Jack moaned it was like Harleys body came to life, her skin tingling with energy, she couldn't stop her hips from rocking into him even if she wanted to.
Jack felt all his blood rush south leaving him dazed enough to let Harley continue her movements. After trying and failing to control the buzzing in his head and his heavy breathing. Jack pulled Harley as hard as he could into his body to try and force her to stop. When all that did was make her moan and wiggle against him more Jack let out a frustrated moan.
"STOP!" As soon as Jack yelled this the room feel silent, well as silent as an apartment in the Narrows can be. Jack's and Harley's labored breathing though were all the couple could hear. Harley whimpered in frustration, and tried to relax but couldn't stop squeezing her legs together. "Jack please…I can't…I need you please."
Jack breathed in his nose and out through gritted teeth trying to calm his body down, if even a small bit. Sighing when it had no effect on him, Jack decided to give into Harley's need, sort of. Loosening his grip he had on her body, Jack slid his left hand from her hip to her thighs teasing Harley, after a couple of seconds of rubbing her thighs Jack pulled Harley's right leg and hooked it over his hip giving him better access to her heated center. At first contact with Harley's heated flesh Jack felt a shiver run through him leaving in its wake a need to feel more, not in complete control of his actions Jack's hand moved in and out of Harley at a demanding speed. His other hand moving roughly and possessively over the rest of her body leaving small bruises, Jack kissed and nipped up her neck while whispering all the dirty things he would do to her later, causing Harley to moan out loudly Jack left her neck and took possession of her mouth, swallowing all of Harley's moans while continuing his assault on her body. Jack didn't stop moving his fingers until after Harley had stopped spasming on his hand. Pulling his fingers out of Harley, and his mouth away from her plump one, Jack brought his hand up and watched how Harley's juices had made it glisten in the moonlight, he watched it drip slightly from his fingers to his palm. Jack moved his hand closer to his face and sucked on two of his fingers getting all he could, before pulling his hand away from his mouth. Jack watched as Harley grabbed his hand and bring it to her mouth licking up what he had missed, the sight alone reminded Jack about his problem that has yet to go away. As if Harley could read his mind she released his hand and moved her leg off of him laying flat on the bed now, Harley took her hand and began rubbing the head spreading his pre-cum over her hand and his dick for lubrication, rubbing and squeezing lightly teasingly at first then rougher, harder it only took Jack two minuets to cum on Harley's hand, and hip.
(End of Lemon)
Jack couldn't help but to laugh at the situation, when he noticed Harley looking at him questioningly, he tried to calm his laughter to tell her what was so funny.
"Its just, hahaha, I didn't think we would do, hahaha, do that, hahaha, you know? I was going to, hahaha, wait for you, hahaha, to be comfortable but I guess your more comfortable then what I thought hahahahaha! Shesh Harles you're a sex crazed maniac taking advantage of your naked husband like that. Hahahaha!"
Understanding dawned on Harley and as soon as it did Harley found herself in uncontrollable fits of her on laughter. When they calmed down enough to actually talk
"We need to go clean up." Harley said getting off the bed.
"Uhuh. Come on Miss. Harley let's get you cleaned up then back to bed with you." Jack let out a sigh and pushed the cover and sheet off to get up.