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Ticklish//29.

Info:The Joker gets annoyed with Harley which ends up with him tickling her? Even for the most feared villains in all of Gotham they still have their moments.-

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The Joker sat on the old leather armchair in the living room above his club staring at the tv screen while the two hyenas slept soundly by his feet. He tapped his fingers mercilessly  against the worn buttons of the TV remote in his left hand. He couldn't entertain himself today. The club wasn't open until later on that night and he had no heists or jobs planned so he just had to try and find something to keep his mind away from the boredom that was soon taking over.

He usually was out at meetings or fighting with Bats just before the club opened or some times in the early mornings he would be setting things up or going back over setups with his henchmen about jobs. But unfortunately today he hadn't planned anything under Harley's wishes. She said that he should relax for one day and stay at home with her. But he's the Joker, he's not supposed to relax he thought to himself whilst leaning his head on his hand.

Sighing deeply he raised himself off the armchair and went off to find his partner in crime after she vowed to spend the day with him. He assumed she was making something in the kitchen to entertain herself since he usually didn't know what she does while he's gone.

As soon as his bare feet felt the cold tilted floor of the kitchen he noticed her absence. His eyes scanned the room to find it had been untouched until this morning when they both shared a fry.

His ears suddenly picked up the sound of a feminine voice coming from their bedroom down the hall. He left the room and marched his way down the long narrow stretch of walls and doors.

At the very end sat the rich mahogany door which was muffling the sound of Harley's voice. Without a slight hesitation he reached his hand out and twisted the knob, immediately opening the door. Harley shrieked after his sudden burst in. She let out an embarrassed giggle once she realised it was just him.

"You said you were going to be with me today. Who are you talking to?" J asked walking over to the bed where she sat with her legs crossed holding onto a red and black phone.

"Sorry Red I'll have to call you back. Bye." Harley hung up grinning at him. "I was just chatting to Red." She answered throwing the device to another spot on the empty bed.

"Can't you talk to her when I'm not here?" He snapped in a sassy tone folding his arms.

"Sorry it was important." Harley apologised, her grin not faltering for a moment.

He did not look pleased. He stepped closer until his feet were at the edge of the bed and he leant down so his face was inches from hers. His expression was unreadable so that usually means he was unpredictable.

She let out a breath she was unaware she was holding and he suddenly jumped at her. Holding her head down by her neck with his hand, placing either knee on each side of her until she was completely restrained.

He began to assault her with his hands gently tickling her stomach and neck. He knew this was her weakness.

Harley burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter as his hands made their way around her waist and he continued to attack her. Tears were forming in her eyes with the laughter and she soon began to find herself loosing breathe.

No words would come out of her mouth when she tried to speak. Just inaudible whispers.

The Joker felt her go limp under him as her eyes shut and she stopped squirming. Her laughter died down at an alarming rate along with her breathing.

J moved his hands to her shoulders and began to shake her. "Harley? Harley." He repeated each shake getting more violent than the last until her hair was in her face and her shoulders were beginning to numb under his tight grasp.

He then heard a quiet giggle escape her mouth as she looked at him through her hair with a stupid smile plastered on her face. "You were getting so scared." She smiled staring adoringly at him for his worry.

"I wasn't. I was trying to shake some sense into you." He denied her words with narrowed eyes and his lips in a thin line.

"No you weren't." She persisted with a cute giggle brushing the hair out of her face.

"Don't speak to me like that." He smirked reaching out again and copying his previous actions by tickling her all over.

Harley couldn't help herself from rolling around beneath him as he showed no mercy. She could feel her throat becoming dry and sore with the constant laughs and cries for him to stop.

He eventually figured she had got what she deserved and sat up with a pleased smile on his face at her state. She had hair in knots under her head and around her face along tear stained eyes. She looked up at him with a playful glare.

"You're such a meanie." She spoke with a pout letting her breaths out at an even pace.

"But you like me mean." He purred holding himself over her with either hand by her shoulders. He leaned down keeping his face inches from her.

"Mmm....True." Harley responded with a sly smile with lustful eyes roaming over his toned chest which was visible under his half unbuttoned shirt.

"So what does Harley want the meanie to do now?" He asked slowly closing the gap between their lips as she spoke.

"You have no idea."
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