A snippet of my HarleyxJoker FanFic [MF] [DaddyKink] [Rough]

“I came back and tried to ease the tension…but your fingers are so much better than mine, Puddin’.” she purred, tugging him to stand in front of her by his tie.

Her Joker was never one to be outdone, though. His fingers wrapped around her neck, lightly squeezing as his other hand went to her lower back, holding her to him as he growled in her ear, “You know I don’t like anyone else touching that pretty little cunt of yours, Harley.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” she whispered, the heat in her stomach threatening to blow her up from the inside out.

The hand on her throat tightened, and though she could still breathe it wasn’t necessarily easy.

“Do you think I *like* working, Harls?” he asked, voice low as he spoke at her ear. “Do you think I *like* not being able to pet this pretty, *pretty* kitty?”

The hand he had on her back moved lower, his long, slender fingers finding their way to her already dripping pussy.

Harley gasped, not expecting the sudden intrusion, but welcoming it none the less. This is what she’d been waiting for.

“I dunno, Puddin’.” she panted, one hand resting on his shoulder to keep her balance. “You don’t seem to mind.”

He snarled, his fingers working against her cunt rougher, his teeth nipping at her neck hard enough to bruise – and *god* Harley loved every second of his domination.

“Let’s be clear, *Pumpkin*,” he punctuated the pet name with a particularly deep thrust, his fingers curving to hit that perfect spot that had her arching into him, “If there’s one place I’d like to be, it’s buried in your tight cunt.”

Harley giggled at his words, her orgasm approaching rapidly as his fingers played her body perfectly. He knew just how to touch her.

“So you understand why the idea of some *filthy* *pig* touching you,” he growled, his thrusts harsh and punishing against her dripping pussy as the hand around her neck tightened to *almost* painful, “Makes me pretty…fucking crazy.”

He felt her body start to tense and he groaned. The sight of her coming undone because of him – there was nothing better. No perfectly executed heist, no Batman killing plot, no shooting rampage – *nothing.* Nothing was better.

“I’m…sorry…Puddin’.” she gasped, trying to speak as her orgasm began ripping through her.

“You should be.” he snarled, his fingers never slowing, never giving her even a moment of reprieve until she had stopped shaking against him.

He pulled his fingers from her, shoving her back onto the bed as he removed his tie and began unbuttoning his deep purple dress shirt, slowly exposing his tattoos to her hungry eyes.

“I just -”

“Shut up.” he said, moving so that he sat on her upper thighs, his throbbing cock pressed against her wet cunt, his weight keeping her pinned to their mattress. He studied her for a moment, his silver eyes intense as he drank her in.

*His. His. His. His. His.*

He slid his hand to her thigh, taking the knife he knew she kept there and flashing it in front of her face with a wicked smile.

“I think you’ve been a very…*very* bad girl.”

As he spoke he trailed the tip of the blade down between her breasts, circling first one, then the other nipple with the sharp point. A wicked grin broke across his face as goosebumps spread across her body and her breathing intensified.

“Please, Mistah J.” she murmured, a small trail of blood on her chin from having bitten her lip too hard at his teasing.

“Do you want me to hurt you, Harls?” he asked, his voice a low, rumbling growl as he trailed the knife down the smooth skin of her stomach, resting it just above her *Lucky You* tattoo, exposed by how he’d thrown her to the bed.

“Anything. Anything, Puddin’, just touch me.” she begged, the sound music to his ears.

He laughed, the sound sharp as he pressed the blade to her left hip, “You’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you, Harls?”

“You know I would.” she said, arching her hip up into the blade, the sharp edge nicking her skin enough that a small drop of blood bloomed across her ivory skin, causing her to shut her eyes at the sensation.

The truth was, Joker would let her do anything to him as well. She had his heart, that much they both knew.

**You can find the rest of this story (Some Like It Rough), along with quite a few others on FanFiction under my pen name xxLucindaxx**

[https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13105334/1/Some-Like-It-Rough](https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13105334/1/Some-Like-It-Rough)

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