The Joker Imagines

-2-

Plot: You're Joker's side chick (Harley's his main chick). Harley finds out and she is pissed!

Which Joker: Jared Leto

Warning/s: Violence, Strong Language, Slight Smut

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I smirked confidently as I straddled J, him in his white button down shirt and lacking dress pants; and me in one of his shirts; lacking panties. He was who I wanted... too bad we had to keep it a secret because of that stupid Harley bitch. Because of her, J and I had to keep this a secret affair. Oh the things I could do if she weren't in the way...

He placed his hands on my inner thigh then slowly but surely needed me in his hands then up across my womanhood and finally, when he released me from his grasp, I let out a small moan. I then leaned in for a kiss... a passionate one, a lustful one, one where I gave what Harley couldn't; Real pleasure. Real feeling. Real love.

It was just me and him and in the moment nothing could have been more perfect as I trailed my hand up his side and onto the side of his striking face as he watched me intently. J gently took his time in raising his hand up and placing his index finger on my lips.

"Shhhhhhhhh..." he whispered, in attempt to silence my soft moans.

Sticking my tongue out I gently slid it over his finger, grinning cheekily and devilishly. He inhaled sharply.

"God, you're so..." he paused looking for the word... "good." he finished.

"Thanks, Mr." I said flirtatiously adding a small wink at the end.

I began to re-adjust myself as I positioned myself on his throbbing erection, beginning to slowly ride him, picking the pace up when I wished for more pleasure. And just as I was about to reach my peak, I heard the door open and then slam viciously.

"Puddin', whats she doing here?" Asked an angry, upset and hurt Harley.

"Harls, I can explain..." he began as he lightly shoved me off of him then rise to his feet, pulling his pants up and sealing them.

"Its okay. I can get rid of her, Mistah J." Harley said reassuringly, nodding her head and running her tongue over her lips as she raised her back and began running at me with a screech.

I began running at her from across the grand room. I jumped up mid-air and lunged at her making her trip however, I did get jabbed with her bat in the process, knocking the wind out of me. She smirked and sprung back out to her feet, twirling her bat around looking about before her eyes finally locked on me.

"Guess its just you and me then, huh?" she giggled looking upon my week form.

"Please-" I began but was cut off with a kick to the gut, once more knocking the wind strait out of me. Blood spewing up from my lips, now stained ruby red.

Harley pulled out her gun pointing it at me.

"Any last words, honey?" she asked with a sweet facade.

"Yeah... behind ya, honey." I said clearly mocking her, a fake smile plastered on my face while doing so.

A shocked look flashed on her face as she was thrown to the ground beside me as my puddin' clocked her on the back of the head with his very own gun.

"Bitch" I spat in her face, propping myself up on my elbows, resting my head on my left palm.

"Frost, deal with her." J growled with a scowl on his face as his best henchman came into view.

J then turned his attention to me.

"Took you long enough.." I insisted, pouting.

"Daddy's sorry, kitten. Come 'ere," J said, outstretching his arms and placing them under mine so he could pull me up.

I flashed a grin and hugged him tightly. J then scooped me up bridal style and began to carry me up the lengthy onslaught of stairs and into the bathroom. He placed me down on a stool placed next to the sink. He than racked out a first aid kit and some painkillers from a glass cabinet above the sink. Filling a nearby glass with water he gently popped one of the pills out of its casing and handed it to me. I stuck the painkillers on my tongue and then skulled the water down my now dry throat. J then began to dab up all the dried blood. He began slightly pressing on a large bruise that had formed on my gut. I inhaled sharply as a single tear ran down my face as a flash of worry and fear was shown upon J's face.

All this pain... at least I have somebody to help me through it, right?

Word Count:

848

End Note:

Thankyou all so much for reading! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please feel free to request a chapter from me either by commenting on this story, emailing me or DM-ing me... I don't bite... much. ;)