So I'm awfully sorry that it's taken super long to get this bloody chapter up, but I've been having alot of stress with exams and such, but I'm back at my last year of school, so the stories should continue. So this is like the last chapter, and I know alot of you have been waiting for it, so I appologise for the wait, again. If it seems a little... abrupt at the ending, it's because I just couldn't get in the right mind. But still... I hope you like it. I dedicate this to Sheena as she kept me going until it was finished. Thanks for reading guys, and remember... I love reviews *ehem*.
Poking my head around the door frame , I crumpled my face in confusion. The room was empty. Had he left? Did he give up trying to take charge and fled the building to play with his beloved Batman?
I stepped through the frame and slumped on the edge of the bed, kicking off my boots. It was then I felt a soft hand on the back of my neck. So he hadn't left, it was just another game to him. "Puddin... a-are you sure this is what you want?" I croaked as his lips brushed my neck, down toward my collar bone by way of reply. He pushed me onto the pillows and slid his hands down my sides, causing a quick shiver of delight to spark in my body. It was obviously noticed, as he continued to caress my sides, before slipping his hands under my shirt. "P-puddin!" I gasped when he squeezed my cleavage roughly. He switched his gaze up at me, with that devious smirk on his face. "Are you fond of this top my dear Harley?" he purred seductively, I shook my head to answer him, followed by a high pitched squeal as he ripped it from my body along with my bra, leaving the top half of my body bare.
I watched as he took me in, like a long forgotten memory. His eyes glazed with a hint of lust, as he leant down to send red painted kisses across my chest. I felt myself bite down hard on my lip, probably enough to make it bleed, but I didn't care, as he kissed lower... and lower... and lower...
"Oh Harley... how I've missed the way you react to me" he oozed charm. I wriggled and writhed against the sheets, with him torturing me to the point I growled. "Get. It. Over. With" I ordered. His grin turned darker and he sat up. "You don't give the orders around here girl, it could get you into alot of danger..." he replied in a hushed tone, devious enough to make me shiver. I nodded to show him, I understood. I could feel myself begining to reach the pearly gates of heaven, one step at a time, each kiss, each caress, kept sending me higher and higher until... "Oh God Mistah J... O-oh" I breathed, watching his chest rise and fall as he mimicked the same panting I was currently doing next to him. His eyes closed over to show he was finished with me, and I sat up. "Puddin, don't fall asleep on me... d-don't you wanna take over Got-" he smacked me harshly across the face, with a force hard enough to know me off the bed. "Go away Harley, I've got what I wanted from you." he grumbled, a muffled sound from the pillow.
Although he had just admited he used me for all I was worth, just a cheap way to get his fix. A slave to him. A slave to all he gave. Oddly enough... it didn't bother me. He was my secret obsession, my Puddin, my Mistah J, my everthing. Sure enough I'd let go to all my morals, gave up everything I'd worked so hard for. But I had him. I had my Puddin.
"Oh and Harley..." he spoke, loud and clear as I reached the door, "Mhmm Sweeite?" I squeaked in the most innocent voice I could congure up. "Welcome back" he grinned over at me with that oh so familiar, deadly smile.