Wedding Night
(Harley and Joker's first time)
As requested by purple_lambo_lover

🔺WARNING: SMUT🔺

I stood by the window. It had started raining and the city looked like a damp fallen Christmas tree under my feet. At Joker's penthouse, up there in the heights, I never felt so small.

I could still feel the lustful stares from the henchmen, followed by the fear in the eyes of the man I had just killed. With each murder I had commited that night I could feel a part of my soul getting ripped out of my heart, replaced by a warmth and unexplainable power that only one person could give me. It was just like selling my soul to the Devil.

'The Devil is already in you, you're a monster. You're becoming one of them. There's no turning back, you silly, stupid little girl.'

I looked around me. There was no one else in the room and the rational part of me panicked.

Voices. I was hearing voices.

My eyes suddenly filled with tears as my hands found their way up to my head, which still hurt terribly. My recently bleached body burned beneath J's silky shirt and I could barely move. I was in a general physical pain, regret and guilt crawling up my legs to my chest like spiders.

'No regrets, Harley. There's no turning back. You made a decision. Own it!'

A sob escaped from my lips and I slowly started walking towards the bed. Perhaps some sleep would help, maybe I was just exhausted from all the events. I was definitely worned out.

Mister J had stayed with his henchmen after introducing me to the gang, he had sent me to rest for a few hours, so when he returned to the master room, I could start my 'marital obligations'.

My insides turned upside down. It had been six years since I last intimated with a man, the only man I had ever been with, and it was a complete and utter disaster. What could I expect with the Joker? A man that probably had every single hot dancer in Gotham at his mercy in his bed. I sighed at the thought as I pulled the sheets up to cover my body and head.

'You just killed two people and you're worried about your sex life. There's something definitely wrong up there, Harley.'

"Please stop, stop, stop-" I whispered to the voice at the back of my head when the sound of steps approaching the door made my body tremble and my heart beat so fast it felt like it would explode.

"I don't want interruptions, Frost. If there is a single knock on this door, I will make sure to follow them to the afterlife and make their ghosts suffer." his voice was so deep and dangerous I whimpered. The sound of the door opening made me pull the sheets even closer to my body. No turning back.

J closed the door gently but I could hear no steps, just a soft purring sound. I sighed and reluctantly sat on the bed, knowing that he wouldn't be pleased if I ignored his presence. His eyes met mine and I smiled shyly but he didn't smile back, he kept watching me like a predator watching it's prey, ready to attack. But there was also a hint of passion in his eyes, a spark I had never seen before.

"Come here, my dear." he said and I obediently got out of bed. It felt like I had to walk for miles and miles to reach him, my feet felt heavy and my mouth dry. As soon as I found myself standing infront of him, his hand reached up to touch my cheek, the cold rings on his long fingers brushing my skin in the most provoking way.

"Undress me." he whispered and I nodded nervously at his request, my trembling clumsy fingers struggling with the buttons of his shirt. My face felt numb when I finally got rid of his trousers and that's when he stopped me, the smallest smile drawing at the corner of his lips.

The sight of his perfect muscular naked body and his delicious scent filling my nostrils were enough for my head to stop thinking properly. I was caught off guard when his fingers reached for the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. I could almost be sure he was trembling too, his breathing uneasy.

As soon as he tossed my shirt on top of his own clothing, we stood in silence for a moment, studying each other faces and bodies. With hesitation, he placed his hands on my shoulders and leaned over to kiss my lips, but he barely touched them with his own, as if my mouth was burning or impregnated with venom. The Joker was scared too and I had finally realized it.

"I don't want to fuck you." he said, his voice husky and deep. I frowned at his statement and opened my mouth to speak but a finger on top of lips stopped me. "It's been a long time since I last– touched a woman."

"So you haven't–" I started but he just smirked and pushed me gently towards the bed until the back of my knees hit it and I had no option but to sit down. J kneeled infront of me, his icy blue eyes piercing through mine.

"I've fucked women, kid. Too many I have no interest on remembering. Disposable objects to entertain myself. But you–" the Joker stood up and walked around the room, lighting up the candles and turning off the lights. I then noticed him picking up a record from the large collection he kept at the corner of the room and as the golden turntable began to spin, a slow melody filled the place. It then hit me like a million bricks. The Joker, the clown prince of crime was trying to be romantic, for me.

"You make me feel things, Harley. Oh, I wish I could just kill you right here right now." he pushed me gently against the bed and he crawled on top of me.

J's hands travelled from my thighs to my hips and I felt his fingers intertwine with the fabric of my panties. As he pulled them down painfully slow, his lips kissed my legs softly. I would've never imagined the most dangerous man in Gotham could be so gentle, his touch so warm.

My eyes went wide when his lips connected with the inner part of my thighs, moving slowly to my crotch and making their way to their final goal. Then, electricity. I closed my eyes tightly and my hands gripped the silky sheets as his tongue teased me. That was definitely something I had never experienced before.

I was tense, shivering with every lick, every touch and J noticed my nervousness so he placed his hand on my stomach and caressed it gently, trying to relax me.

"Let daddy take care of you, baby. Let yourself go." as he spoke, his warm breathing hit my sex and a low moan escaped from my mouth. I could feel him smiling against me as he resumed his work, faster, purring and sending vibrations all over my body.

The smell from the lit candles was now merging with ours, the air felt humid as my body. My tension was slowly being replaced by pure ecstasy as I felt a finger make its way inside me, moving expertly. It was perfect.

I could feel myself getting tense again, but I wasn't scared anymore. It was a different kind of tension. Mister J knew exactly what my body craved and his finger picked up the pace, moving in and out of me faster, but carefully, his tongue moving in synchrony.

Then it hit me and I saw colors dancing infront of my eyes, my back arching as I reached my high with a loud involuntary groan. I never knew I could feel this kind of sensation, much less after the terrible first experience I had with a man. This felt different, amazing.

As I struggled to catch my breath, I looked down at my lover. J smirked at me as he crawled on top of me once more.

"You taste wonderfully, baby." he said as he licked his lips and I felt myself blush. "I just can't wait to feel you from the inside now."

I sat up and unhooked my bra, my whole body finally exposed to him. I felt so awkward and clumsy as I pulled down his boxers but he smiled, not his usual mocking smile or evil grin. J was genuinely smiling at me.

"You beautiful creature." he whispered, his strong arm wrapped around my waist as he pushed me against the mattress, his free hand playing with my breast. "I'm going to make you mine."

"I already belong to you." I managed to say through my shaky breathing. And then it happened. With a loud groan he entered me slowly, his eyes closed and lips parted. I opened my legs wider for my sexy clown and he started thrusting, his hips moving in circular motion and hitting every sensible spot posible. I was in heaven.

"You're so good, kitten." J moaned as he took my nipple into his mouth. I screamed his name, not caring about anything anymore and surrendering to him and the pleasure he was giving me. I moved my hips to match his movements and he grinned proudly, his lips moving from my breast to my mouth. "Seems like someone's not feeling shy anymore. How does it feel, baby?"

I just nodded, my nails scratching his back as he started moving harder and deeper inside me. I was laughing and moaning insanely and J chuckled, a smile of success spreading across his crimson lips.

"Our bodies fit perfectly together. Can you feel it? You were made for me. So soft, so warm." he said, his voice and breathing getting shaky and heavy. Our eyes connected and no more words came out from our lips. He stared at me with adoration, possessiveness and lust. His once perfectly slicked back hair was falling all over his face, sweat running down his forehead. He looked so sexy.

Minutes felt like hours, I was transported to another dimension. Our loud gasps and moans muted the music in the background, the lights coming from the candles danced on our naked figures. I knew he was close to reach his peak when he started calling my name repeatedly, his movements getting faster. I was close too.

As if on cue, we screamed in unison, our fingers entwined as he pressed my hands against the pillow. He lowered his face to kiss me hard as he came inside me with one final determined thrust and then collapsed on top of me, his face buried on my neck.

We stayed silent as we recovered, my fingers running through this soft green hair. I felt complete, happy and full for the first time in my life.

"Do you regret this?" I heard him say. I looked down at him and we smiled at each other. There was no need for me to answer.

A few minutes later I found myself staring out the window once more. Gotham city could rest in peace, for the monster that lurked the streets, slept in my arms that night.

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Hi!
Omg. This is my very first 'smut' attempt AND Harley's pov. I hope you guys liked it. *blushes wildly* It was so, so, soooo difficult for me to write this.

This is kind of a continuation for the last One Shot that's why I thought it was better to write this before the other requests to keep an order on the events.

purple_lambo_lover I hope you liked this One Shot and it wasn't an utter disappointment. This one goes for you, my lovely friend.

One shots requests are open!

Lots of love. 💚💜🖤❤️
xoxo