Anonymous said:Can you do a story where the reader is going out with mr j and she wonders off in a club and a group of guys harass her and she’s innocent and just scared and mr j goes crazy and protects her and just yea that’d be amazing and some mr j fluff in it 😜
J and you were at his club, trying to have a good time after a stressful week. It was Saturday night so the place was absolutely packed! ‘’I’m gonna grab a drink’’ You told your boyfriend and stood up from his lap. He slapped your bum gently just so the other man around saw that you were his and they would better not touch you. ‘’Be back soon or I’ll miss ya’’ He winked cheesily as you walked off.
It took a little while to get to the bar while avoiding drunk people. Just as you sat down on a bar stool and patiently waited for the bartender’s so come to you when they’re finished, some guys sat around you. It was strange that J fell for you because most of the time you were nice and kind. But sometimes your head just got all messed up and you could do awful things, but that was rare.
The man leaned towards you and one even stood behind you so you couldn’t escape. ‘’Hi sexy’’ One of them with a dirty smile winked. He had messy hair and alcohol on his shirt. They all stunk like ass. ‘’I have a boyfriend’’ You defended yourself and nervously tapped your fingers on the counter.’’Oh he doesn’t have to know. Let’s have some fun!’’ Another one chuckled and touched your back. Your breath hitched in your throat and you got nervous.
‘’Leave me alone’’ You tried to warn them. After all if they would continue, J would kill them - no doubt. ‘’Don’t be fucking boring’’ The same voice said again and suddenly you were pulled off of the chair. The men practically dragged you away from the bar, making you so panicked that you forgot what self-defence was. ‘’H-Hey!’’ You tried to yell, but the music was so loud that your voice drowned it it. Suddenly you were pressed against the wall harshly and you hit your head.
‘’I bet you have such a tight little cunt’’One of them said, but you were so scared that you couldn’t recognize who the voice belonged to. Your heart stammered in your chest and you wanted to cry. A hand touched your inner thigh and that’s when you felt tears stinging your eyes. ‘’Let me go!’’ You insisted and desperately tried to yank yourself free from their strong arms, but it was useless.
The hand rose and touched the lining of your panties, making the tears fall from your eyes. ‘’Stop!’’ You begged and wondered how no one saw this? On the other hand the three were towering above you, making it hard to see you. Before they could do anything else, you heard at least three gunshots and the person right in front of you, the one touching you, fell onto the floor. The other two stood there and turned white as sheets when they saw their friend dead.
Joker had noticed this and come to your rescue.
‘’Walk away baby this won’t be pretty’’ He growled and you saw two of his henchmen behind him. Two other henchmen walked up to the rest of the harassers and they were held tightly, not allowed to escape. Fear sunk into their faces and they knew they had fucked up real bad.
You walked away from the wall and watched you step so you wouldn’t step on the dead man. Tears gushed down your eyes and you were trembling. J nodded to his henchman Frost who then put his arm on my shoulder in a comforting way. Suddenly J walked up to the guy that had been on yout left side. ‘’You did something really dumb’’ J growled in his face madly. The people around you knew what was going on, but no one dared to step in whatsoever.
‘’I-I’m sorry!’’ The man cried out in pure fear, but sorry wasn’t enough. Joker kneed his crotch and a painful yelp escaped his lips. J repeated the action and horror grew on the other guy’s face. You watched as he started beating the guy like a maniac as the henchman hold the guy. ‘’No one..’’ J started and held onto his jaw tightly. ‘’..disrespects my queen like that!’’ He finished angrily and punched the man straight in the face and I could hear his nose breaking. It made me sick in the stomach.
A sob made Frost look at you again.You covered your mouth with your hands and tried to stay calm, but you were still shocked. Everything happened so fast. You felt disgusting since the guy had touched you there. ‘’Frost do me a favour and take her to my office. I bet she doesn’t want to see the rest’’ J sighed and faced us with his back, clothed with a golden jacket. Frost replied with a ‘’yes sir’’ and then started walking away with you beside him. People stepped out of the way as Frost took me towards the hall where there was an elevator.
As soon as you two got in the elevator, silence fell over. Tears were ruining your make-up and I kept trembling. ‘’I’m sorry miss’’ Frost apologized softly. He was one of J’s most trusted men so I had talked to him a lot. You just nodded and then wiped away some tears which was useless. The doors slid open and you walked to the left until you were behind a black door. ‘’J’s r-really mad’’You whimpered and sat down on a big chair that was in J’s office. Frost nodded shortly.
‘’He flipped the table when he was told what was going on’’ Frost let you know. You looked at him silently. J really cared about you which was weird. Why? ‘’Do you want anything? Water?’’ Frost suggested and saw how uncomfortable you looked. ‘’No thanks’’ You mumbled and then bit the inside of your cheek to hold back cries.
A few minutes later the door opened and J walked back. His clothes were bloody and his knuckles were already bruising. He seemed pissed as hell. When he saw you sitting there, he hurried to you.
‘’Oh baby..’’ He breathed out and put his warm hands on your arms and then got on his knees in front of you. He seemed relieved to see you there after beating people up. You put your hand on his and tried to stay calm. ‘’Thanks Frost’’ J muttered and a second later he walked out, leaving you two alone. That’s when tears started to run down your cheeks again.’’Oh baby..don’t you cry..They can’t do anything to you anymore’’ He promised and gathered himself. He picked you up and then sat on the chair and placed you on his lap.
‘’I’m sorry..I-I don’t know what happened..’’ You whimpered, still scared of the situation. J wrapped his arms around you softly. ‘’Shh..It’s not your fault’’ He reminded you with a calmer voice and started rubbing your back gently like you were as fragile as a feather. You nuzzled closer to him and then his scent calmed you down. You were safe with him.
You went to Vegas for some fun and woke up with… wedding rings.
You are starting to wake up and you already know it’s
going to be a hell of a hangover. Blurry thoughts play in the back on your mind
while you struggle to gain consciousness.
Vegas, fun…get away for a few days, just the two of
you…casino, drinks, lots of drinks…making out in the car…robbery…stealing expensive
jewelry…running before the cops show up…more drinks…chapel…”I do!”, laughter,
kisses…speeding back to the hotel in the purple Lamborghini…sex…more drinks…more
The whirlpool of
fragmented flashbacks is making you feel dizzy, even if you didn’t even open
your eyes yet. You touch your face with the back of your left hand, attempting
to give yourself a little nudge to reality.
“Auuch…” you cry in pain
as something scratches your cheek.
You finally open your
eyes to see what it is and…
“Oh my God!” you suddenly
wince, covering your mouth with the other hand. You stare at huge diamond
wedding ring, finally able to process what this means.
“Crap…” you manage to
utter, suddenly awake.
You turn your head and
look at the Joker. He’s still deeply asleep, facing you, his green hair a mess,
all over his face. His hand rests on your tummy. You lift yourself on your
elbows to take a better look. There it is: a wedding band on his finger.
You drop back on your pillow,
glaring at the ceiling. You two are not supposed to get drunk because you
become crazier and even more impulsive than you already are. “God damn it,”
you whisper to yourself, biting your lips nervously.
“J..Jaaaay,” you try to
wake him up, gently caressing his face. “Babe, wake up…J…” Nothing. Still
“J !!” you raise your
voice ,slapping his naked behind. You only hear a growl. Another slap. “J, wake
up!” This time he moves, repositioning himself on his back, eyes still closed.
“Baby doll, let me sleep,”
he pleads with raspy voice, covering his face with the sheets.
You yank the covers off
and you get on top of him. He senses your naked body on his and grins.
“Kitten…give me a few
moments and I’ll be ready to go.” His hands reach for your waist and he adjusts
you so he can feel you better.
“Not that I mind where
this is going, Puddin, but you really have to see this.”
He blinks a few times,
getting his eyes used to the image of your fingers close to his face.
“Baby doll, is that a
wed..” You don’t let him finish.
“Yes, yes it is and…lookie
here, you have one too!”
The Joker gazes at his
wedding band, then at your ring, then at your face.
“Did we fucking get
married last night?”
make it a question, waiting for his reaction.
He stretches with a big
smirk. Suddenly, you feel it and you giggle.
“Mister J, you weren’t joking
about being ready in a few moments.”
“You know me, everything
to make my Pumpkin happy.” He grabs your hand and kisses it and you get lost in
his blue eyes.
“Relax, baby, it’s
Vegas. We can cancel that piece of paper anytime we want.”
You sigh without
answering and he takes a hold of your hips, shifting you over so he’s on top of
“Say, Kitten…how would
Batsy…” he thrusts into you and you let out a laud moan “…react if he finds out
we got hitched?”
His forehead rests on
yours, not breaking eye contact, holding your hands above your head, fingers
intertwined with yours. Your breathing is getting heavy, he knows how to make
you lose control.
“He would…ahhhhh…send us
to Arkham (loud scream) again, certified nut jobs.”
“That he would,” the
Joker snickers, kissing you roughly. “Hmmm,” he growls, “you feel so good,
Kitten.” You squeeze him harder in between your legs, arching your back in ecstasy.
“You look so sexy with
that wedding ring on, my prettyyyy…” he purrs in your ear, sending shivers down
your spine. “It really turns me on.” J’s lips kiss your breasts, going up you
neck, then find your lips again. At this point, both your breathings are erratic;
your body is on fire, so needy for his.
“Puddin…” you whisper ”we
should do this more often.”
“What, doll, get
“No, sex in Vegas”,
you reply with a naughty smirk on your face.
He starts laughing.
“Well, damn, let’s do it
more often then, Misses J.”