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Hit That Sweet Tooth [Joker x Harley]
A/N: You asked for a smut scene with their favorite weapon… I delivered ;) Explicit content.
Bon appétit, baby
“Come down here,” he purrs, sitting in the plush leather seat in the club.
Harley jumps down from her golden swing and lands gracefully on the floor, spinning around before she moves over to his VIP booth.
She leans in and he bites her lip lustfully. Her hands are busy slipping underneath his open, white silk shirt and she runs them across his toned stomach, stroking the Joker tattoo before letting her nails dig into his skin. He pulls her closer with one swift movement, growling into her mouth as she swings one leg around his waist, rubbing her wetness against him.
He presses her closer, and she squirms on his lap with a sly expression on her face, her hands cupping his face.
“You want a slice of my cake, Puddin?” she whispers into his ear. Her teeth nibble on the diamond stud in his ear, before biting down hard on his earlobe.
His entire body jerks underneath her touch, his body stiffening as he grunts. Harley giggles ends in a breathy moan when he suddenly bites the spot underneath her ear, hard enough to bruise her as retaliation. Her body tingles at knowing she’s going to wear his purple teeth marks there tomorrow.
Roughly he parts her legs, placing her on the drink table. Liquor and glass spills over the floor, they’re secluded yet not out of ear-shot from everyone else. Golden light from the dim lights spins around her like a kaleidoscope as his hot breath ghosts over her skin.
His hands lift her short, shimmering golden dress, finding that she wears no panties. She’s covered in gold, rings and bracelets and necklaces, even her nail polish sparkling in the warm nuance, everything he had gifted her with.
“So wet for me,” he grins, seeing her silky drops covering her, wet and hungry for him.
His metallic teeth runs across her swollen, pink folds, up and down, making shivers rush straight through her spine. It scrapes against her tissue, and then he bites down without drawing blood, the pain heightening her arousal.
She bucks her hips into his face, only to feel his hand grip her hips hard, keeping her back. “Ah, ah, ah, wait your turn.” He growls against her clit, letting his tongue circle around her skin, pushing hard, repeatedly against it.
She’s melting in his mouth, unable to keep her trembling hips still. Her legs wrap around his neck with strangling force. He gives her soaked pussy one firm lick that causes her entire body to convulse.
He’s not gentle and that’s what she wants. Breathless, Harley moans as she feels his tongue dip inside her. It slides harshly along her rugged folds, finding every spot. She throws her head back and pink locks fall across her back. The pressure builds behind his tongue, she rocks against him.
He pulls out and inserts his fingers instead, rough and smooth with his rings still on, hitting the spots inside of her that makes her vision flash into a million of brilliant sparkling colors before fading to black. Warm come rushes against his hands and Harley throws her head back. Her mouth falls open and she moans, loud and delirious.
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The main intrigue of the Death of the Family story arc is why can’t these two get a fucking room
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"Average lake-loving pedestrian"
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@oeuvreofashes‘s post gives me life, I need to make an edit and realise it.
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i am the clown with the tear-away face
here in a flash and gone without a trace
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