Second book to the Harley Quinn and Joker series. It will continue a few years later after Jack's arrest leading up to Harley's arrest where she's taken to Belle Reve.
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WARNING : If you aren't familiar with the comics their love is extremely twist...
Gangsta (Harley Quinn & Joker flashback version) by Kehlani
I stand on the same platform I stood four years ago. Jack stands behind me.
"Do it now Harley. You need to throw yourself in there" he grabs a hold of my face.
"This is where it all began. I fell in there because you. This is because of you. Ever since that day I was not myself. My skin turned a chalky white. My hair was falling out! I couldn't feel anything since that day because of you! I am who I am because of you!" he spits in my face and I shut my eyes. I see her again
"Now it's your turn" I swallow thickly and shake my head.
My skin is coated with goosebumps and my eyes water from the air rising beneath from the pot.
I'm ready now.
I turn around and he stands a few feet in front of me.
"I have a question for you" he says and I nod.
"Would you die for me?" I nod and he holds his hand up to his ear.
"Yes" I say and he nears closer to me.
"Nope. Too easy" he looks around and holds his hand up to his head. He snaps his fingers.
"Would you...live..for me?" his head tips to the side and I nod.
"Yes" I say without hesitation.
He comes up to me and slides his fingers down my cheek.
"Careful, don't say this oath....thoughtlessly" His other hand combs through my hair.
"Desire becomes surrender—" he tightens his hold and nears my mouth.
"Surrender becomes power" he nips my jaw and passed his thumb across my bottom lip.
"Do you want this?" he asks and I swallow.
"I do" his thumb dips into my mouth and I lick the pad of his thumb.
"Say it. Say it. Say it"
"Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty—" I finish the sentence for him.
"Please" he smirks.
"God, your so.....good" he looks up, rejoicing above him before walking back. He raises his hands trying to make me raise mine.
I do as he says and fall back without a second thought.
My life flashes before my eyes on the way down. So many memories of us together fills my mind. Both the good, the bad and the ugly.
As I sink into the liquid it's thick, and searing hot. I can feel the burn spread through my whole body. It itches. My throat is closing and I remember what it was like last time. Jack falling into the vat.
After a few heartbeats I feel someone's hands grab onto my torso and bring me up to the surface. They hold my against their chest and I feel familiar lips descend upon me. The kiss is mixed with the soup of chemicals were currently in. I grab onto his head and hold him against me.
His tongue delves into me and I moan.
I open my eyes with a gasp and see him smiling down at me.
"Atta girl" he comes down once again and kisses me.
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I wake up on soft sheets. I snuggle my head further into the pillow and breathe in. This is not what my pillow smells like. Startled I sit up in my spot and look around.
This isn't my apartment.
"Good, you're up" I look to the left to see Jack walk up the stairs.
"Where am-"
"The funhouse. Frost has brought you here apparently before. Figured you'd recognize this room" I shake my head.
"Never to the funhouse. Brought me to steel mill" my broken sentences fill my ears and I look down.
I have nothing on. I grab onto the silk sheets and hide myself from his view.
"Nothing I haven't seen before" he mumbles.
The walls are made out of brick and the floor is made out of mahogany wood. Most of it is covered in black fur rugs. An electronic fire place resides against the wall. It's surprisingly quite tidy considering the grungy feel of his loft. Not much adorns the walls aside from a few abstract paintings.
"Come, let's wash you up" he says and I stay in my spot.
"Either you come or I bring you by force. Your choice" he says and I choose the first one. I stand and bring the sheets with me. I walk towards him and he rips the covers off of me.
"Much better" he leads the way as we walk across the large area, his bathroom resides straight across from the bed.
I linger and peer over the rails that keep me from falling into the living room. Realistically there are no actual rooms in the funhouse, all except for the bathroom i suppose.
I look up to see another level above the one i'm on. So there's three floors to the funhouse, first would be the living room and kitchen, second would be his bedroom and bathroom, but I wonder what's on the third.
"Now, Harley" I continue towards the washroom.
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He turns on the shower and nods for me to go in. He strips away his clothing as well and follows behind me.
We both stand under the spray, he grabs a bar of soap and spread it all over his hands before placing them on me. His hands grab onto my body, his fingers rub soapy circles onto my breasts. One hand raises my leg onto his waist and I lean against the cool tiled wall.
I swallow thickly as he kisses down my throat.
"Can't wait to be inside of you" I scream internally as I flip off the inner voice telling me to push him off. I've waited too long for this. I refuse to wait any more.
I grab onto his face and bring him onto me. I tighten my leg around him and kiss him like my life depended on him.
I breathe him in and relish in the smell of him. The taste of him.
"Jack" I cry into the air as he sucks on my collarbone.
I push him against the wall and he grabs onto my hair.
