Harleen's P.O.V
I have been working at Arkham for months now and I find myself caring more and more for the felon known to all as Joker. He's so heartfelt... And I might love him. I'm going to break him out. He doesn't belong here. This place is for crazy people! My Mistah Jay isn't crazy!
I walked into his room like any other regular session, a small smirk playing on my face. He looked up at me, and smiled, causing a small shiver to fall softly down my spine. "Hello Joker." I say pleasantly, and he eyes me, unsure of what my motives are. "I see they've taken you out of your straight jacket, darling."
"So.. That was your doing, Harley. Wonderful. Thank you." I beam at his praise, and he moves closer to me. I'm unsure if I should give into him.. But his lips brush my collarbone ever so gently, and all my resolve is gone. When his lips finally touch mine, I become alive and straddle him, making him moan softly.
Our breathing is in sync as our bodies rock together, and I nearly burst with lust as his hand makes its way under my skirt, brushing my clit. His mouth never leaves my neck as he rubs it in small circles, driving me crazy. "You are so gorgeous Harley. A work of art." He whispers into my ear, and I moan, helping him by grinding against his hand. As he slips inside of me, my body bursts into different emotions.
As we rock together, our bodies sweaty, hot, connected, I cry out as my orgasm grips me, causing him to have his at the same time. As we lay there, I devise a plan to get him out.
I will have him.
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My Puddin'(Completed)
FanfictionThis is the story of Harleen Quinzel, starting from when she began working for Arkham Asylum, where she met her one true love.. Joker. This love could end her career, but when she breaks him out, will he continue being the sweet, kind, lover he was?
