Joker and Arthur Imagines

Only yours

You work for a crummy boss who is sexually harassing you but, you need money to live with Arthur. Arthur at this moment comes to drop off some flowers and overhears the comments and thinks that something is going on. Possessive jealous smut. NSFW

Your boss had started to sexually harass you a few weeks after you had started this new job. He would slide his hand down your back when he talked to you or be suggestive when he spoke to you. On the best days he would simply look at you with lust, it made you want to throw up and cry. And you had no one to talk about it, especially not Arthur, it would make him even more upset than he already was.

And what could you do? Nothing... you and Arthur needed this money, and you were well paid, so you didn't say anything, it was still bearable for now...

Arthur's side

Arthur had bought you flowers today; he had finished work earlier and had decided to surprise you at work with this gift. He knew you were always exhausted when coming back from work, maybe those flowers will give you the strength to finish the day. As he approached your place of work, he passed a hand through his hair to make sure he was presentable. At the entrance he asked the secretary where your desk was; when she saw his gift for you, she sweetly smiled at him and indicated where you were.

When Arthur finally arrived behind your door, he briefly stopped before knocking, maybe you were busy. So he listened.

"Hmmm Y/N you should wear this blouse more often...very fitting..." he heard a masculine voice say in a flirty tone

"Thank you..." he heard your sweet voice reply. His blood was boiling, what were you doing behind this door? Had you been cheating on him?

His eyes started to get wet, he fled the building before he laughing fit comes, he violently threw he flowers in a trash can on the way to his flat, tears running down his face.

Your POV

You passed a hand on your tired eyes as you were about to enter Arthur's flat, you forced a smile on your lips so we wouldn't know what you went through today.

"Artie darling, I'm home!" you called joyfully as you closed the door behind you

You looked for him as you didn't receive a reply from him. Your eyes found him sitting on the sofa; his hairs were disheveled as he had frantically passed his hand in then several times. Smoke was coming out of a piece of cigarette in the ashtray and he was already smoking another one, he was looking in front of him, depressed; he was upset, very upset.

"You love him?" he asked you, his voice flat, emotionless. You frowned at his question, what has gotten into him?

"I'm sorry?" you replied, taken aback by his question.

"Don't lie to me! I heard you with your bo..." he couldn't finish his sentence that a violent laughing attack, you immediately came by his side to calm him, rubbing gentle circles on his back while helping him to breath.

"Here, Artie listen to my voice, breath with me...breathe in...breathe out" you instructed him gently. So he had witnessed your boss harassments? How?

After a few minutes, you felt him getting better, you started to explain the truth.

"Arthur I don't know what you saw or heard but I don't love him, there's nothing between him and me...what you witnessed is the daily ordeal he puts me through...he actually started to sexually harass me since I started working for him." your eyes were starting to become wet as you remembered everything he said or did to you. 'Please Arthur don't be mad at me' you thought, pleading.

"What choice do I have? If I say anything, he'll fire me and we can't afford such thing..." you added defeated. He finally looked at you with anger in his eyes, not directed to you but your boss, he wished he could find a way to make this man stop. He didn't have the right to touch you, you were his, and his only.

"I'm only yours Arthur." You told him, as if you had read his mind. He needed to make sure of this, he needed to take what had been taken from him.

He suddenly grabbed your face between his hands, crashing his lips against yours, making you gasp in surprise in return. His kiss was desperate, he needed you fully. You gave in to his kiss, closing your eyes as you slide your finger in his dark locks. When his tongue met yours, you hold back a moan, making you realize how much you had been craving for him. He pushed you down on the sofa, briefly separating himself from you, and then came on top of you between your legs, his tongue trailing kisses down your neck, sometimes nibbling the lobe of your ear, you had such sensitive skin that your grip on his hair strengthen when his wet tongue teased your collarbone.

This will leave hickeys on your skin, your boss will see and know that he will never possess as you were already marked by someone else...Arthur's hand unbuttoned your blouse, his fingers caressing your breast, going down to brush the skin of your lower belly, making you moan in anticipation.

"He'll never make you feel like this, only I can make you feel so good..." he growled against your skin as he sucked your nipple. While he was taking care of your breast, his fingers has slide under your panties, a gasp escaped your lips when his fingers teased your wet soft spot.

"Arthur please..." you pleaded, you needed to feel him inside of you, you squirmed your hips, brushing against his now hard manhood, this contact making him groan.

"Take it off, now." he ordered you, his voice hoarse with desire. You didn't need to hear it twice, you unbuttoned our pants, and let it slip along your legs, you were panting, aroused by his possessiveness. He let out his erection and positioned himself at your wet entrance, you wiggled impatient. He look at you in the eyes, the raging fire of desire and anger mixed together, his hand came to cup your chin.

"Tell me your mine and mine only." He demanded, decided to hear you say those words before he would continue any further.

"I'm yours Arthur, only yours..." you whimpered, your voice shaking. He briefly closed his eyes, relieved. Then, he slowly entered you making you languidly moan. His thrust were controlled, purposely slow, until he himself couldn't resist and fastened the pace, his forehead against your collarbone, his hands tightly locked on your hips; your arms encircled his neck, your legs curled around hips as he plunged deeper into you.

You felt yourself on the edge, his pounding bringing you closer every time.

"Say my name..." he groaned while kissing your jaw, your first attempts to pronounce his name failed, coming out as cries of pleasure, until you finally managed to scream his name as you reached climax, Arthur shortly joining you afterwards.

Painting, he pulled himself out of you to collapse on your chest, he nuzzled his nose against your breast, taking a deep breath as he hugged your body. Still shaking, your hand came up to stroke his hair.

"I don't want to lose you." He whispered after a while. A small smile formed on your lips, softened.

"You won't" you replied kissing the top of his head.