Jared's Joker

The fire in my loins *smut*

My eyes were glued to the screen.
Especially when the Joker's scenes came on. I physically had my knuckles in my mouth and had to bite to keep from making squealing noises.

It was out of pure excitement.
The Joker was sexy, that much was undeniable.
But it was Jared.

I slept with him.

Oh my god.
Everytime I saw him on screen, which wasn't too often much to our dismay, my heart would pound a little harder, a little faster in my chest.
I'd remember those piercing eyes looking into mine. Those tattooed hands clad with rings and bracelets around my neck.
That perfectly chiseled body on mine.

The taste of his arousal never left my mouth. In fact, I could almost taste it now.

I craved it.
I craved him.

I couldn't help but to look to my left where Jared sat watching himself contently.
"Oh that she is," the Joker spoke on screen as my eyes were glued to Jareds profile.
He noticed and turned to me instantly.
"The fire in my loins." The joker continued and Jareds gaze toward me turned hard, stern. He breathed in sharply and kept his eyes on mine.

"The itch in my crotch!" The joker said as Jared and I continued to make eye contact. Looking down at his lips, i noticed his tongue out. Licking his lips.

"The one, the only, the infamous...Harley Quinn!" The Joker roared and our cast mates were screaming in joy and clapping.
Well, everyone was except me and Jared. We kept our gaze still. It was dark so we didn't worry much about anyone seeing.
I noticed him swallow hard and stand up, grabbing his phone. He stomped down the stairs and out of view, walking to the corridor. I sat back and took my own phone out.

I already had a text.

Call for sex: Come downstairs in two minutes. Make a left and go down the hall. You'll know when to stop.

Placing my phone down casually I continued to watch the movie until the two minute mark. I then stood up and followed his instructions.
With every step I took my heart felt like it was about to explode out of anticipation.
Something had happened at that moment that snapped both of us out of that little mishap.

Walking down the hall as he instructed, I couldn't tell when to stop. So I continued to walk. After taking a few more steps I felt a hand grab me and pull me to the side. I landed in a soft set of arms, a wonderfully silky fabric under my grasp.
Looking up I saw Jared looking down at me, those familiar, piercing baby blues looking right into my green ones.
It was mesmerizing and yet, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of naughty heat in the pit of my stomach.

He wrapped his arms around me as his shallow breathing relaxed. I felt him run his hands up and down my sides sweetly as he pulled my face to his.

"You...are the fire in my loins..." he said in his perfect joker voice. I was caught off guard by it. My eyes were wide for a split second trying to comprehend what was happening.

"I..am?" I asked in a quiet voice.
He chuckled and gently kissed my forehead.

"Oh..you have no idea what I'm about to do to you, honey," he said once again in his joker voice.
I giggled and pulled myself away sharply.
"Ok Jared I get it, you played the part well. Now can we please talk about all this?" I asked sweetly.

Once again he grabbed my arms and brought me into his arms. His eyes had lost their gentleness and so had his hands. He was gripping me tightly to the point of bruising.

"We'll talk plenty once I'm done..." he said as he began to pull me through the door behind him.

"Jared..." I tried to reason but then I asked myself why I fought it. Why? I wanted this. I felt hot. Ready.
When I complied and began to walk with him, he grabbed me closer and carried me, slamming the door behind me. The room was tiny with a small table and a few chairs. Kicking the chairs aside, he sat me down on the table and brought his face closer to mine.