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Hyunjin x Felix - Harley's Doctor

Hi, so I've always wanted to do a Harley Quinn and Joker themed smut, so thank Lillix (co-creator of this account) for the character ideas

You're welcome. 

Would you rather get eaten out by the Joker or have Harley finger you wherever you want?

[Harley Quin x Joker, but make it SKZ]

TW: think about it. Use your brain. Also, I've been writing straight so I made Felix a girl, have fun, in love with the idea 

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Felix laughed, the sound echoing around the warehouse. "Puddin', you crack me up! Sittin' there like that with ya head on the wall!" 

Her, well you couldn't really call him her boyfriend... Hyunjin smirked at her comment, leaning forward with his torso between his legs, ass close to the ground in a chair he took from the asylum. Her office. A chair he stole from her. The chair they had their first kiss in. "Well, puddin', I could be restin' my head on ya lap but you're all the way over there. And to make it worse," his smirk turned grim and he raised his hands in the air. "We're not even playin'." 

"Well whaddya wanna play?" She questioned, pacing the floor a few feet in front of him.

 The adrenaline in her body pushed her to move closer to him, but her mind told her to stay away. The man that taught her how to live stood up. 

"Why don't ya choose for me, baby?" 

"Doctor," she suggested, crossing her arms to look up at him as the distance between them closed. 

"Doctor?" He repeated, "Well why don't we just do that then." 

Their feet found themselves running toward the back of the warehouse, into a new room and against a cot that lay on a metal pipe, balancing on barely anything, with the ghostly lighting in the room and a singular lamp that sat staring at the cot. Felix leaned against the wall and smiled down at Hyunjin, who took a seat on the edge of the cot, tumbling to his knees in his idiocy. 

"Dumbass," she cackled, "we've done this before, ya know, you should know how to do it." 

Hyunjin didn't say anything, only got into a position where they could play. "Puddin', why don't you go get the tools for me, huh. Be a good girl and fix me, I'll get the rest done." 

She heard a scream as she left the room and before she came back, she was baren against the toxic air, her body screaming in the cold as she walked closer to the love of her life. Hyunjin lay on the cot, in a pose that only set her insides on fire as the distance she originally kept wide open closed. She sighed, tossed the knife on his chest and leaned against the wall. 

"So, patient, why ya in here?"

"Because I need fixin', puddin'."

"Well what's the matter with ya?" She cocked her head and smiled innocently.

His eyes screamed everything but innocent. "Well it's not me that's broken."

"Well who is it then?"

"You," he snarled at her, rolling his eyes at the white button down she wore. "That shirt is so ugly on you."

She gasped. "Well that knife is lookin' mighty fine against your heart, puddin'. Watch ya mouth."

Hyunjin stood up and grabbed the knife as it fell against him, floating down to her pelvis as he suddenly showed in front of her. Felix rolled her eyes and rung her hands around his neck, pulling them close enough the heat of their mouths intermingled. 

"So, puddin' whatcha gonna do to me?"

He smirked down at her, the knife digging ever so slightly into her underwear. "Well, doc, ima fix that shirt to start with." 

"How ya gonna do that?" Her question was answered by the knife digging into her chest, enough to scratch the top layer of her skin as the shirt got slit in half; she moaned and cried out, slapping his face. He didn't budge. 

He only smirked deviously, the knife trailing back up the long scratch and stopping at her throat. "Well, doc," his other hand groped her chest, squeezing the skin in his hand. "I might just have to cut you up too."

She flipped him against the wall and giggled. "Well, you're gonna have to try a lot harder than that."

The heat of their bodies were suddenly mingled and interwinding, the skin of her body pressed against his in a hard fashion, flesh against burning flesh. Hyunjin fell against her on the floor as their bodies thumped from the cot, his dick pulsing inside of her. She moaned, floating.

His body moved until neither of them could breathe, a knife pressed against her throat, then her chest, then her pelvis until slashes were made on both of their bodies, Hyunjin's back scratched to shreds as her voice and his degrading words slashed her heart. 

He broke her, but oh did it feel good.

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