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Dance For Me {Joker}

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*Suicide Squad*

Working for the Crime Prince of Gotham wasn't exactly ideal but damnit, it was fun.

You never knew what to expect, every night was different from the rest and finally, you were dating the Joker himself. Well, not exactly 'dating' per se. It was more of a situation-ship but you two never really liked labels anyway.

You were currently on the main pole that was placed in the middle of the club for all to see, doing one of your most popular routines.

You were wearing a revealing black and white lacy body suit that accentuated your curves ans showed off your thick thighs with matching knee high heel boots. You had a sew-in that was half black, half white and you were dancing to 'You Don't Own Me' by G-Eazy and Grace.

Everyone's eyes were on you with every twist and turn you made, including a certain gangster with green hair.

Joker smirked wickedly while clutching his cane tighter in his hand. He signaled over his main bodyguard, Frost and whispered something in his ear.

When you were finishing off your routine Frost walked up to you.

"Hey Frosty," you greeted.

"Miss Y/N, I have a message for you from the boss," Frost said formally.

You hated it when Frost was formal with you but yiu knew it was Joker's orders and you didn't wanna get him in trouble with J because you actually liked the guy.

"What's the message?"

"He asked you to meet him in the Play Room," Frost said.

You couldn't help but get excited after hearing that. The Play Room was the private room at the back of the club. Only you and Joker were allowed there. It was where you had your... fun.

You skipped happily to the Play Room and straddled Joker as soon as you saw him.

"Hey J," you greeted.

"Hey doll," he greeted back. "You seem very happy to see me."

"I am," you responded. "Did you like the dance I did for you?"

Joker let out a deep groan and rolled his head back while squeezing your thighs.

"Mm, doll why you gotta so this to me?" he asked.

"Because it's fun..." you whispered in his ear. "...daddy."

His blue eyes then got two shades darker.

"Dance for me, doll," he said.

You smirked as you got off his lap. You walked over to the radio and turned on 'Dance For You' by Beyonce.

"Just sit back and relax, daddy," you told him.

And that's exactly what he did. Sit back, relax ans watch his baby doll dance for him.