Just read it motherfuckers. Skip to chapter 8 if you want to read it when my protagonist becomes a bad bitch and joker re enters her life. It's fun and sexy af from there. Before that is just her past experience with joker and it's not even slightly...
"What do you want to do?" He asked me in a sexy tone. He stood holding my waist. My arms rested on his shoulders. Our bodies were in a close contact. I could feel his thing against my body. I could feel his muscular abdomen and tight stomach against me.
What was I trying to do? I don't know. What are all of us trying to do? No one knows.
"I'm hungry." I replied looking dumb. I was confused my his question. That was the first thing that came to my mind, I was famished.
He chuckled.
"You really don't remember me, do you?" He asked me holding my face up from my chin to face him.
"No." I said and rested my head on his chest. Almost leaning on him. I wanted to go to bed.
"You look good." He complimented me.
"Hmm." I replied in a sleepy tone. My head still on his chest. My eyes were closed. It was like I was laid on a bed.
"Come with me." He said.
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He put me on a bed and took my heels off. We were at the back of the "TJS" club. I assume this is where the prostitution goes on. That place gave me slutty vibes. The "living room" had a huge stripper pole placed at the center of it. A big black colored couch was placed facing the stripper pole with golden cushions on its either side. I guess on the couch is where the person getting a strip dance sits. The room was attractive. It looked like somewhere where porn is shot. I was in a bedroom. The bed was queen size with red sheets, pillows, and covers. I was sleepy but I still somehow managed to notice the details and take care of my own whereabouts. He stood right in front of me looking thirsty. He was wearing a white shirt, first three buttons were unbuttoned, and black pants with an untied bow tie hanging around his neck. I could see his tattoos on his chest. His body was white, super pale. He was wearing red lipstick and his hair were green.
ITS THE JOKER!!
"Ohhhhhh!! Hahahahaha." I burst out laughing still on the bed.
"What's so funny, sugar?" He said taking his belt off and still staring at me sensually. He clearly did not care to actually know why I was laughing. I was still a stupid high bitch.
I noticed he took his belt off. I realised what his intentions were.
"What are you doing?" I asked away.
"Something I should have done two years ago." He said after taking his shoes off and he hopped onto the bed.
No, I can't get raped by a psychopath.
I wanted to lose my virginity, but not like this. Wait, do I tell him I'm a virgin?
"I turned 18 today." I said and smiled to distract him. He was sitting on my pelvic area and kept his hands on my belly. He slowly rubbed my belly through my mesh dress and leotard.
"Really?" He said sensually and raised his non existent left eyebrow.
"Umm hmm." I said and put my hands on his in agreement to sex. Though, it didnt really matter to him if I agreed or not. It would only be considered rape if I resisted, but I didnt. Its not rape, its sex.
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I bought his hands up to my breasts. My body was moving sensually rubbing against his body that touched mine.
"So you were 16 back then, when I bought you to my penthouse?" He asked.
The world froze. I recalled the entire situation. How scared I was on that day, how embarrassed I was, I grateful I am to Harley Quinn. I was about to have sex with this asshole. This hot asshole though. His body looks great from what I have seen. One does not everyday get a chance to fuck the King Of Gotham.
"You want to have sex with me?" I questioned. I presented myself as extremely interested and happy in his presence. I was still confused, do I let him smash? Or do I run? I remember when he was humphing a girl at almost 3 at night and then slit her throat in front of me the next day. I don't want to end up like her and neither do I want to get pregnant.
He did not answer me, or maybe he did by leaving a trail of kisses down my neck. It was a beautiful feeling. I gave up. I decided to get fucked and face the consequences later. He kept kissing my neck and it was a huge turn on. I tried getting up but he had pinned me down by my hands. Still kissing me, he took my mesh dress off my body. I lied down there with my leotard still on. He brought his face down to my chest and kept kissing. I began unbuttoning his shirt while he unzipped my leotard exposing my naked body. His shirt was off too. He entirely took my leotard off and I lied naked under his body. He cuffed my breasts with his hands and kissed me on my lips. He squeezed my nipples giving me pain that I craved even more now. I could tell he was going to treat me like his sex toy and I was ready for it. I could see his penis from underneath his pants. He put his two fingers out, he showed them to me and put it in his mouth. When the fingers were wet, he started to touch me down there. He played with my clit. I moaned a little. He kept rubbing my clit and I got wetter and wetter. I could feel the juices running. He looked at me and I moaned again. He shoved his fingers inside of me. It hurt, it hurt like a motherfucker. He kept thrusting his fingers inside of me.
"You're a virgin?" He questioned. His fingers inside of me.
"Yeah." I replied.
"You virgins get wet so easily." He chuckled.
He kept fingering me. He lied on me so our bodies were in contact. He kissed me. His tongue dominated my mouth and his fingers made me feel magical and weak at the same time. It now felt good. His fingers were so good (or maybe it was my weak body) that I came. I came without a penis, just with his fingers.
I was breathing hard, trying to catch my breath I asked,"That's it?"
He lied besides me and responded,"Yeah. You came."
"I didn't even see your penis and that's it?" I asked. I know that's stupid question but I had a point.
"You can't handle it." He replied with a smirk.
"You're right,"I chuckled,"I cant." Now at least I don't have to worry about getting pregnant.
I got up and out of the bed to get dressed.
"Where are you going?" He asked me whilst I put my body suit on.
"Home. What do you expect? Cuddling?" I replied and put my mesh dress on,"I'm out of here before you slit my throat." I said and put my heels on.
"Why would I slit your throat?" He asked as if I said something that can't be expected from The Joker.
"Two years ago y-"
"I'd never kill you you're the youngest I have fucked."
"Yeah, right."
"What? I'm not a pedophile."
"Yeah, right because you said you won't kill me."
He got out of the bed and got dressed too.
"How did you know I was a virgin?" I asked as he buttoned his shirt up.
"Blood. It's always blood." He smirked. I knew what he meant.
I was kind of embarassed and I left the room. I was in the living room. I was hungry as fuck and ready to shove the stripper pole down my throat.
"My man will drop you home." He said and took his phone out,"You arent leaving dressed up like that."
