Merry Christmas everyone, I hope you have an amazing day!

*Mabel's warning of smut below*

After being instructed to give the gift back to Harley, the Joker sat on the foot of the bed, tapping his new shoes together in excitement, oh this girl had truly spoilt him rotten today...

Whilst waiting for her to remerge, his mind wandered to the burlap sack that he had secretly stashed under the bed. His mind way toying with the idea of giving it to her and then not.

If he did surrender to the notion of giving a gift, it would mean that she had one, beaten him down into accepting Christmas, but if he didn't give it to her, he was the one in victory.

He had gone to a lot of effort to get it, risking spending this season behind bars just to pacify her need for December 25th.

The most sort out Jewel in the whole of Gotham, perhaps even the world was sitting in a velvet box, suffocating inside a bag.

"It would be a waste." He muttered quietly, thinking about how better it would look on her than on display back at the museum. "It might shut her up for a few weeks..."

Joker reached down, hooking his arm under the bedframe and pulled out the sack. His eyes darted to the bathroom doorway, hoping to god that Harley wouldn't appear.

He ran the tips of his fingers over the leather case, still debating the fate of the Jewel inside.

"Puddin'! I'm ready, close your eyes!" She yelled behind the closed door.

J panicked, he kicked the bag back under the bed and stuffed the Jewel inbetween the bedsheets.

"Hurry up, I'm loosing the will to live." He growled.

"Don't go getting my hopes up Pud," She retorted, remembering his earlier words. The bathroom door unlatched and slowly opened. Joker pinched his eyes shit tightly, but he could keep them closed forever. He peaked them open just as Harley slipped through the door.

She stood, leaning against the frame, wearing the expensive, deep red lace lingerie that had blessed the forbidden box. The material was so flush against her skin, J was more than confident that she had had it handmade just for her.

Sheer stockings were accompanied by a pair of patent red stilettos. Her hair was tousled down past her shoulders and she was twirling around two pairs of heavy, solid gold handcuffs between her fingers.

"I'm ready for my present now." She whispered seductively, trailing her free hand over her velvet garter belt.

Joker didn't say anything, expect a deep rumble that spread through his entire body and left his throat. He pointed his index finger at her, beckoning her closer.

Swaying her hips and not taking her eyes off the cold ones that stared back, Harley walked forward, inching herself closer and closer.

Standing over him now, Joker's rough callous hands instantly found her hips and he pulled her forward. "What a treat." He purred, dusting the contrast of the lace and velvet between his fingers.

"I though you deserved one since you've had to put up with me for a whole year." She murmured, running her hands up his arms to his neck. Harley then suddenly pushed him back, letting him fall onto the soft sheets. She quickly climbed over him, locking his torso between her thighs.

She dangled the handcuffs in the air, giving him a taunting smile. "Wanna play?"

Joker grinned, flashing his grill. But before he could answer, he felt the something dig harshly into his back. Remembering what is was, his smile fell.

"You don't want to play?" She asked, seeing his face change into one of conflict.

Joker sat up abruptly, nearly knocking her off the bed. "Oh Doll, with you dressed like that? I'd have to be crazy." He released her hip with one hand and moved it to the space behind his back, when he felt the hard object, he pulled it forward and examined it, still wondering what to do.

"What's that?" She asked, trying to get comfortable on his lap.

He looked up at her, seeing her eyes sparkle like the Jewel he'd obtained for her. "It's for you." He said without thinking. Joker pushed it into her hands.

"Me?"

"Yeah, who else?" He snapped.

Harley smiled. "Well... What is it?"

"Open it and find out. Christ," He tutted, shaking his head.

She glanced back down at the box and without wasting a second, she flicked the lid open. Harley was speechless. "You... You got me?...Wow."

The Joker took her stuttered words as a good thing and took the box from her before she had a heart attack.

"Keep still." J told her, pulling the item out of the box. He unclasped the two ends and placed them in either hand. Joker slip his fingers up to her neck and fastened it around her unmarked skin. He traced the silver chain down to her collarbone until he reached the huge Harlequin diamond that hung on the end.

"I had it lying around the place for a while." He shrugged. "It took up too much space in the safe, so you might as well have it."

She clutched it tightly, feeling the weight of it sit heavy on her chest. "Thank you Puddin'.."

"It's not a present." J retorted. "Just needed to free up some space, y'know?"

"Yeah.. I know." Harley leant forward and kissed him. She pressed her body up against his and gently pushed him back down against the mattress when his tongue slipped between her lips.

J's hands pulled her hips closer to his. Moving her body teasingly, creating friction between them both. His nails dug painfully into her flesh, leaving red welts in his path.

Harley was causing just as much destruction in his hair, using her fingers to prod and pull at his green locks. Joker felt around the bed for the handcuffs and while she was taking his mouth hotly.

He then snapped them around her wrists. Before she could react. J slammed her back against the soft fabric that covered their bed and fastened the loose ends of her cuffs to the headboard. She gasped, feeling the restriction against her hands.

Without her to do it, Joker climbed between her legs and stripped himself of his shirt. Looking directly into her eyes, watching them fill will a burning desire. His muscles moved tantalisingly under his perfectly pale inked skin. She could get drunk form just one look at him. She so badly wanted to grab is forearms, that were decorated with tensed veins under the strain of holding his body over hers.

Harley squeezed her thighs together, hoping that he didn't notice. She arched her back trying to create more movement, but as soon as she did, he pressed her back down into the mattress.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. If you can't be patient, you won't get your present." He scolded, pressing his palms into her hipbones.

Harley whimpered and nodded her head up and down. "Sorry Daddy."

"Good girl." He purred. Joker ran his hands down her legs feeling the change in texture from her skin, to the sheer stockings that covered them. "I like these."

"I like these too." He mentioned, brushing the velvet on her garter belt to a different direction, making the colour change to a slight darker shade.

"For you Daddy." Harley whispered.

Joker stopped moving and climbed further up her body, making sure she felt the constriction in his trousers by the base of her thighs. "What do you want?"

"I want you Puddin'."

"Do you want Daddy to kiss you?" He asked, teasing her to beg.

"Yes." She breathed.

"Like this?" He asked. Joker bumped his lips over her face, still not making contact. He rubbed his ruby lips over every inch of her. Opening his mouth, he began to make heavy breaths across the features of her face. Harley closed her eyes, savouring the feeling.

He then trailed his mouth down to her neck. Joker sunk his silver grill into her thin, tender flesh making her jump and moan in surprise. But he still didn't kiss her.

The bites were torturous, nipping her skin between his journey down her neck to her collarbone and then to her lace covered breasts. Usually he would of ripped off any material that covered her body, but this time was different. The red stood proudly against the her white skin, he'd always enjoyed that colour on her... Preferably in liquid form.

"Kiss me." Harley begged, tightening her hands around the cuffs. "Please.."

Joker laughed at the distress in her face. He moved back up to her face and placed his warm lips against hers, stroking his tongue along her mouth, causing her to moan loudly into his lips. While he kissed her, Harley felt this hands briefly brush her thighs and then the feeling of his cold leather belt followed.

After ridding himself of his belt, Joker then unfastened his zip. He couldn't help but notice how much Harley's breath had sped up just from this movement alone.

"Please Daddy, I want you.." She whimpered, raising her hips up to his. Joker grabbed her waist and scooted her closer, making the restriction on her cuffs increase. She gasped in pain.

"How much? How much do you want me?" Joker asked, trailing his fingers near the place she so desperately wanted to be touched.

Harley groaned and arched her back further. "So much." She whimpered. "I need you."

"You need me?" He mocked.

"It hurts how much I need you." Harley confessed, squeezing her eyes shut as if she could feel the physical pain.

J raised her hips up, allowing him to quickly remove his trousers and boxers. He settled between her legs and shuddered at the feeling of her skin against his. "But you enjoy the pain, don't you baby?"

"Yes." She gasped, unable to control her wanton desire.

Joker grunted, beginning to tease the place between her thighs. But after a while, the torture effect himself more than he would ever want to admit. "Harley." He grunted moving her panties to one side. He relished in seeing her head roll back in pure pleasure as he entered her fully. Possessing her body like a demon.

Her moans were uncontrollable, the way he made her feel, the way he made her body feel was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. His thrust sped up, hitting that spot inside her every time. His speed was cruel, demanding and beyond comprehension.

Her cries mimicked his breathless grunts, and soon they found themselves on the peak of pleasure. Harley hips circled his, grinding against him.

Feeling that she was close to the edge, J grabbed one of her legs and lifted it slowly over his shoulder, allowing himself to get deeper. Harley cried out feeling her body react to the change in position.

"Joker... I'm gunna.. I'm..." She squeaked, tightening around him. J growled in pleasure, pinching the skin on her thighs in his hands.

Her body dragged him down into the abyss of pleasure. Joker pinched his eyes shut, pushing further into her. Harley cried out repetitively when they ride out their orgasm together. Claiming each others body for their own.

Joker exhaled a deep breath and collapsed on top of her. His sweaty body clinging to hers in the most intoxicating way. He looked up at her, seeing her face still ride out the aftermath of their passion.

"Harley?" He panted.

She weakly rose her hands, feeling her wrists beginning to form bruises. "That was.. Incredible."

He kissed her then, using what little energy he had left. Joker closed his eyes and pulled away, resting his head into the crook of her neck. "You can wear this again next year.." He mumbled, tracing the lace with his hands. Harley giggled, and pressed her lips on his forehead.

Later that evening, wrapping paper still littered the floor as Harley sat, curled around the Joker on the sofa. Empty Chinese takeaway pots scattered around alongside an empty bottle of wine.

"I knew you'd appreciate Chinese instead of Turkey." Harley said, eating the scraps of noodles left in one of the containers.

"Shut up," Joker growled. "I'm trying to watch," He said pointing at the T.V screen.

"Sorry Pud," She giggled. Harley settled back into his body and rested her head on his chest, hearing the beating of his heart in one ear and comical music in the other. Her eyelids dropped under the gentle flickers of Charlie Chaplin projected onto the screen.

Just before sleep could claim her, the Joker whispered in her ear. "Y'know, today wasn't half as bad as I thought it would be..."

"Same time next year?" She asked, with ah hopeful look in her eyes.

"Mmm..." He teased. "Maybe."

The End.

I hope you all enjoyed this silly little mini story! I just want to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year if I don't see you sooner! Special mention to my fellow Arkham Inmates... You know who you are ;)

Drafts of my next story in the series is underway, so watch this space!

Love you all so much.

Merry Christmas,

Mabel x