Impulse

No Restraints

"I'm not taking it off if that's what you want, I don't trust you." Harley said firmly, trying not to be taking in by his beautifully blue eyes.

"C'mon Harls..." He teased, liking his lips.

"Nope sorry J, ain't happening." She replied, feeling her will power falter slightly.

"So you're just gunna sit on me? Your body against.. mine..." J purred. "You're such a' tease."

Harley smiled at his words, feeling his groan vibrate through his chest. She bit her lip innocently. "I can get off.. If you want me to?"

"No your fine." He winked at her, making her blush. Joker's eyes connected with hers again, but this time it was different, it was like they were talking to each other without even speaking. They remained like that for what felt like hours, but only a few seconds had passed.

"I will set you free Harley, but I wanna cause some chaos first..." He reminded himself. Speaking of chaos... "The grape vine told me that you're going on a date with Sam, is that true eh?"

"Err... Where did you hear that?" Harley stuttered, braking her gaze from him.

"I have eyes and ears everywhere. A glass cage doesn't stop me, never has, never will." He warned.

"Oh, well yeah I am." She shrugged, trying to ignore his threatening stare. "He kinda wore me down and I'd be mad to pass up free food... And anyway he ain't all bad."

"But you like bad Harley." J growled.

"Yeah.. yeah I do." Harley agreed. She shuffled on his lap, making him squirm slightly. "Shame there ain't a fella bad enough for me..."

"Is that a challenge?" Joker asked, leaning closer to her.

"Maybe, Maybe not." She whispered, being drawn into the green haired devil. Harley smiled at him, leaning further forward. Her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the clock hanging above them, reading 14:55pm.

"Shit!" She cursed, scrambling off the Joker's lap to straighten her clothes.

"What now damnit!" He gritted in annoyance, feeling his trance on her lips break.

"Our session finishes in 5 minutes, I don't want anyone coming in, seeing us... Me... Oh god." Harley groaned, fixing her hair.

"Stop getting your knickers in a twist, We haven't done anything remotely wrong. God it's a wonder you haven't had a heart attack by now." He retorted angrily.

"Well sorry if I value my career!" Harley shouted back, feeling his rage bounce off the walls of the room.

"Not this again! I've told you, it don't matter! How many times do I have to explain it to you? I thought you were meant to be intelligent?" He snapped.

"Don't raise your voice at me! Sorry if I don't take the word of a psychotic clown!" Her hand instantly shot to her mouth, not being able to control the words that slipped through her throat.

"How dare I? How dare I? I think you're forgetting who I am..." He snarled, baring his teeth like a dog.

"Trust me, I know." She muttered. Rubbing her neck Harley remembered the last time she fucked him off.

"That was a spit in the ocean compared to what I can do to you pumpkin." Joker added, seeing her fingers test the faint bruise on her skin.

"Pumpkin? seriously?" She sniggered, the tension was too much, someone had to laugh.

He however didn't. "Shut up, why do you always do this huh?" J growled.

"Do what?" Harley asked, stepping closer to him.