Same Old Joker (+18)

Same Old Joker (+18)

Pairing: Joker! Sunghoon x Harley Quinn! fem! Reader

Genre: DC au, smut, action, angst if you squint.

Warnings: basically joker and harley quinn personalities and dynamics, mentions of alcohol, sex, smoking, violence, some scenes are adapted from the suicide squad film to fit the plotline, unprotected sex, choking, light pet play, light knife play (the knife pierces the skin but no blood is mentioned), biting, marking, creampie, usage of pet names (angel, doll, puppy, queen, princess), possessive sunghoon, I think that’s it but lmk if I missed anything or made a mistake. Please do not keep reading if you are a minor or are uncomfortable with any of these things. The following story is a work of fiction that in no way is meant to represent the idol's actual behavior, and it is written purely for entertainment purposes.

I do not consent to the translation, publication on other platforms, editing, or use of my writing for purposes other than personal reading!!!

Word Count: 5607

A/N: This is a repost of the Joker Sunghoon fic I posted a while ago because I accidentally deleted it 😅

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Gunshots echoed behind you loud and clear, just like the cackles of your boyfriend and your own. Car chases were always thrilling and fun, especially when you were the one being chased. Heart racing in your chest, wind so strong it stings your skin, and not knowing if by the end of this you’d be free to roam around another day, or behind bars. Oh the consequences of robbing a bank. Such an insignificant little crime -or at least to you two- and so much trouble just to get you in handcuffs.

It seemed like eight cop cars weren’t even close to enough when you noticed a helicopter above you, shining down it’s spotlight on the convertible car you two were currently riding. You looked up and basked in the bright light, feeling like the star of your own show. Waving at the cops above, you enjoyed watching their frantic state. That feeling that chaos had been unleashed satisfying the devil on your shoulder.

One of the bullets being fired managed to graze your forearm and you gasped at the sudden feeling of pain. Bringing your hand back down and inspecting the wound with a displeased huff you frowned. Sunghoon wasn’t happy about this, (furious seems more like the correct word for it) not hesitating to get up from his seat with a growl and letting you take hold of the wheel while he fired a rifle at the multiple police officers.

When he ran out of bullets, he sat back down on the passenger seat where you’d previously been and ghosted his fingers over the blood seeping from the wound in your arm in observance. “My pretty doll’s been hurt,” He cooed, anger still evident in his voice. “So you choose, should I blow them up, or do you want to do the honors?”

He looked at you with that crazy look in his eyes that you loved so much, and knew that he was practically itching to get some revenge over a petty little scratch. Looking away from the road for a second to lovingly caress his cheek, you spoke up with a smirk and a mischievous glint in your eyes. “Go on Puddin,’ I know you’re just dying to get some blood on your hands.”

His smile widened and he licked his lips in anticipation, now even more excited for what was about to happen. He leant over to the backseat, grabbing a bazooka and aiming it towards the police cars. You watched through the rearview mirror how the cars had wavered first, then were thrown into the air as the small rocket exploded.

Chunks of metal flying around in the bright orange flames and the cloud of smoke. Four of the eight cars were down, now you had to deal with the other half and the helicopter. A hook attached to a chain was sent down from the large aircraft, clasping onto the back of your car. Both of you looked back and let out a huff of annoyance.

“Angel, would you be a dear and get rid of that for me?” Sunghoon asked in a sweet tone. You gave him a smile as you giggled, happy to do anything he’d ask of you. So you climbed out of the driver’s seat and crawled to the back as your boyfriend took the wheel. You sat cross-legged on the trunk as you observed the thick chain, then smiled to yourself once you thought of an idea.

As you hummed a melody out of boredom, you unhooked the chain and climbed up all the way to the top where the police were. They fired shots at you, but missed every time as you twisted and turned your body to avoid all bullets. Once you were on the helicopter, you took notice of the five men dressed in military bulletproof uniforms, all pointing guns in your directions. “What? Not happy to see me?” You pouted in fake disappointment.

The men looked at each other confused as you stood there, then when you saw from the corner of your eye how one of them was beginning to lower his guard -be it on purpose or by accident- you struck. Fighting was like dancing to you, moving expertly to the melody you kept humming. It was funny how every time they tried to cause you any damage you managed to turn it against them. No matter how hard they tried, you were always at least two steps ahead. “This was too easy,” You sigh as you put your hands on your waist to observe the four unconscious soldiers.

“Now it’s just you and me,” You smiled as you walked over to the pilot, fear evident in his face. “Oh now don’t be scared handsome, I just wanna play,” You cooed, sitting on his lap. The man struggled in his seat, tied down by the seatbelt and handcuffed to a pipe above him. “Oo what’s this button do?” You laughed as you pressed the self-destruct button. It started beeping and a warning alarm went off, making you stand up in fake shock. “Oops, my bad.”

You walked away listening to the man’s pleas and screams for help. Oh how you enjoyed listening to their last moments. Begs of mercy and yells for anyone to save them, it was amusing to you how people showed their true colors when faced with death. If it were up to you, you would’ve stayed listening to the song his cries had made in your head, but the helicopter was ten seconds away from blowing itself up.

Jumping down from the aircraft, you relished in the feeling of your body in the air, your heart practically dropping to your stomach as you braced yourself for the fall. As predicted, you landed in the arms of your lover, happily staring down at you with a proud grin. “That’s my girl.”

No one was at the steering wheel but neither of you cared for the moment. Quickly, he placed you down on the passenger seat, letting you free yourself of his hold. He stepped harder onto the accelerator, going much faster than before as to get away from the helicopter that was falling towards the remaining cop cars. And just a few seconds later, you two were cackling as you drove away from the massive explosion. Just a regular Tuesday afternoon for you.

Sunghoon pulled into the driveway of the large house you currently resided in. A mansion indeed, but truly neither of you cared for it very much, only living in it because it had enough space for all of your… souvenirs.

Neither of you was ever in it for the riches, no. You liked watching the world burn.

“Now, what should we do with all this money?” Sunghoon spoke as he tossed the large duffel bags onto the floor. Then he walked over you and placed a finger under your chin, tilting it upwards to make you face him. “Should I buy a new diamond studded collar for my puppy?”  He asked in a low voice, moving his hand down to play with the tag on the spiked collar around your neck. Your name engraved on it.

You brought a hand up to his painted face, resting it on his cheek with a playful smile displayed on your lips. He leaned into your touch, feeling as it trailed from his skin up to his messy green hair. As you were about to speak, a voice interrupted. “How about a new cleaning crew?” Both of you looked over at the guy; annoyance on Sunghoon’s face and yours showing nothing but a smirk.

Jake has lived with you two for several years now, he had been your boyfriend’s best friend for as long as they could remember. It didn’t take long for you to get close to him too, he was naturally charming and had a warm heart, plus he was basically Sunghoon’s right hand man, so of course you had to get used to him being around eventually. Now, being besties with both of you brought its luxuries, but it also had its cons. One of the biggest cons being the fact that you and your boyfriend had a high sex drive and would fuck at any given chance.

“Seriously, have you seen this place?” Jake went on, “There’s questionable stuff everywhere and not to mention you’ve broken countless pieces of furniture. The maids are tired of cleaning after you two kinky shits, and they’d quit if they weren’t so scared of you.”

Sunghoon laughed as he wrapped an arm around your waist and brought you closer, pressing your body against his. “Not my fault my puppy’s just so-” “Ok, don’t finish that sentence, I’m gonna leave now and bury myself under a mountain of pillows to see if that at least muffles your sounds a little. You know, you should consider making this place soundproof,” Jake rambled on as he left the room.

You two laughed as you saw your friend leave. “Now where were we beautiful?” He smiled down at you with a dark glint in his eyes, one that was very familiar, and you never had complaints about.

~~~

The next morning you woke up next to your boyfriend, legs tangled and sheets barely covering your bare bodies. You sat up and pressed a kiss on his neck, giggling when you realized he started waking up. “Mornin’ Puddin’,” You beamed.

He looked up at you between his lashes and smiled. His face was now at an absence of the paint he sported on your ‘outings,’ and instead his pale skin was on display. “You’re up quite hyper today,” He yawned as he sat up. “You promised me a date today since yesterday ended up as another heist,” You reminded him of his words from the previous night. Sunghoon let out a breathy laugh at your enthusiasm, then looked over at the clock to see it was already three in the afternoon. “Alright, get dressed, I’m taking you to a nice place.” You smiled in satisfaction before leaning in to press a chaste kiss on his cheek, then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get yourself all dolled up for your date.

Soon enough, you two were in your car, your boyfriend driving you to your destination. He made no effort to drive at the speed limit or respect the traffic lights, but you were used to it. It was more fun like this anyways. Both of you letting out a cackle when he ran past a red light and caused a car to crash into a truck. Perfect start to your date.

You arrived at a club, one you hadn’t been to before, and you observed the place as you got out of the car. “The Harlequin’s Cage,” You read out loud as you looked up at the bright sign. “My club,” Sunghoon spoke as he snuck an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his side. “Today’s the grand opening,” He spoke as he lead you inside.

The club was basically a carnival fun house with alcohol and strippers, but you felt comfortable here. It was very on brand for your boyfriend, taking note of the splashes of green and purple here and there. “Like it?” He almost yelled due to the loud music booming throughout the place. “It’s perfect Puddin’!”

He smiled down at you as he lead you through the crowd, waving at those he knew and scowling at those he didn’t want there. You made it to the back, a secluded lounge of white leather couches and glass coffee tables separated from the rest of the club by a curtain of golden beads. He sat down and brought you with him, placing you on his lap possessively after having noticed the many eyes on you.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a joint, snapping his fingers to get someone to light it for him. You stared at the light blunt between his fingers with excitement, and when you were about to snatch it from his hold, he pulled it back with a smirk, “Be patient, angel.” He brought it up to his lips and took a long drag from it, then used his other hand to grab your jaw and pull you closer. Realizing what he was aiming to do, you parted your mouth when he placed his thumb on your lower lip. Connecting your lips he blew out the smoke into your mouth, and let it escape on it’s own as you kissed.

Just as he pulled away, smirking as he felt you chase his lips, Jake walked in and cleared his throat. “Uh, boss?” Sunghoon groaned and rolled his eyes at his best friend, “What?” He snapped. “Sorry to interrupt but, there’s someone here who wants to see you.” The green haired man looked over to you with an annoyed look on his face, “Go have some fun, this won’t take too long, okay angel?” You glanced over at Jake, silently cursing him for having interrupted the moment before you left a kiss on your boyfriend’s lips and walked away.

Almost as soon as you left, a man walked into the lounge, he was dressed in a leather jacket and was covered in tattoos, Sunghoon’s first thought was that he was an amateur in deals, some new guy who wants to impress him. He didn’t care one bit though and decided to keep his eyes on you instead.

“We finally meet,” The man spoke, sticking his hand out towards the Joker. “Nah he don’t shake hands,” Jake dismissed, “Sit down and have a drink.” The man did as told, and calmly sat down on the couch in front of Sunghoon. “Hey J,” He called out to get his attention, “I wanted to come by and personally say thank you.  You’re making me good money, making you good money-” Sunghoon scoffed, and finally turned to look at him, “Are you sweet talking me?” He mocked with a dark laugh.

The man stared at him in confusion, and took off his sunglasses to get a better look at the pale man in front of him. Clearly, Sunghoon was amused, “I love this guy,” he snickers, “He’s so intense!” A few cheers were heard from the dance floor, and caught the tattooed man’s attention, spotting you on the dance floor moving freely. “Mm, you’re a lucky man. You’ve got a bad bitch,” He said as he gawked at you shamelessly.

Sunghoon’s expression darkened as he kept his eyes on the man, and Jake new that the janitor would be cleaning blood from the couch today just from one glance. The green haired man pointed at you with a certain look that showed that he was holding back anger and jealousy. “Oh that she is,” He mused as he stood up, “The fire in my loins- The one, the only, the infamous (___)!” He shouted.

With one whistle of his, you were making your way towards him. Sunghoon could tell how the man had suddenly grown uncomfortable as he downed his drink, but that just made things more fun. “Oh come to Daddy,” He chuckled as he watched you go over the couch. “Puddin’,” You smiled, then laughed as you realized that there was someone else there. “Listen, you are my gift to this handsome big shot!” Sunghoon mocked, his blood boiling at how the man was checking you out, “You belong to him now.” Oh how he hated how those words felt in his mouth.

With a playful look you went and sat on the man’s lap, “You’re cute,” You voiced your thoughts, not noticing how Sunghoon was pacing behind you. You brought a hand up from his arm up to his jaw, tilting his head towards you, “You want me? I’m all yours.” The man turned to your boyfriend and saw how he was breathing heavily with an angered expression. “I don’t want no beef.”

Sunghoon scoffed, “You don’t want no beef?” He quoted, repeating the same words over and over like an echo, each time sounding more and more angry. You noticed how the man became tense and was nearly trying to push you off his lap. “Why? What’s wrong? You don’t like me? Fine, don’t waste my time then.” You got off of the  man’s lap and went to sit on the couch behind your boyfriend, watching with a smirk as the scene unfolded.

“This is your lady,” The man said. Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and got closer to him, sitting next to him on the couch, “Look, are you enjoying yourself?” The man furrowed his brows and shook his head, “No, that’s your lady, Joker.” Sunghoon laughed darkly, “That’s right,” he nodded as he ran his hands through his gelled hair. Standing up abruptly and pulling out his gun, he pointed at the man who now showed nothing but fear and panic, “No! J!” Poor choice of last words really. He should’ve thought of something more creative or original, you thought. The sound of the gunshot bounced off the walls, but you remained unfazed.

With a sigh of satisfaction, Sunghoon tucked the gun back into its holster and sat down, pulling you onto his lap for you to straddle him. He leaned in and ghosted his lips over yours, “Your mine, only mine. You got that?” You pressed your lips against his needily, “Only yours.”

Everything was going perfectly- you two had a few drinks, danced for a while, smoked a couple of joints, and even made out a little on the couches simply because you felt like it and didn’t care if others saw. All great until the lights went out in the entire club, screams as well as grunts and wails of pain replacing the music.

Sunghoon felt you leave his side and heard you calling out for him, but he couldn’t see a thing. In his fit of rage he pulled out two guns from his suit jacket and began shooting aimlessly. By the time the lights had gone back on, you were gone and half the people in the club were either dead or injured.

He looked over at his guards, fuming in anger, his previously neat hair now a complete mess from him having been tugging at it in desperation. “Where is she?” He asked in ragged breaths, the paint on his face starting to crack due to his angered expressions and the amount of times his hands had dragged themselves on it. When he received no answer he shouted the same question, even more furious now. Once again there was nothing but silence, so he shot the guards, feeling they deserved it for not doing their job. “Useless,” He growled.

Sunghoon looked over at the remaining people in his club and ran his fingers through his hair as an attempt to calm down. “Anyone have any idea where she might’ve gone?” Silence. “No?” He chuckled dryly, “Then get out before I blow this place up!” Even watching people scurry away in panic didn’t bring him a drop of joy. All he wanted was you.

“Hey! What the hell?! You’re ruining date night!” You shouted as your hands were being cuffed by none other than Batman himself. “Hm, kinky,” You laughed as you felt the cold metal against your wrists. He remained silent as he dragged you around and got you inside his overly expensive car, only letting out a frustrated huff every now and then. “Do you ever shut up?” He spat clearly annoyed, making you let out a laugh. “Only if you ask nicely,” You cooed. Claiming there was no other choice, but truly doing it for his own benefit, he knocked you out, letting out a pleased sigh at the silence. He tossed your body onto the backseat and made his way to the front, setting course to his destination.

“Master Jay, do you really think this is a good idea?” His butler, Heeseung, asked as he helped the Bat move your body onto the alley floor.  “With his queen imprisoned, the Joker has no choice but to go find her. We use her as bait.” Soon enough, the two men were gone, and the police had arrived in their place. “We got her,” Spoke Commissioner Yang Jungwon into his walkie talkie. “Kim, Nishimura, get her into the car. And sedate her just in case,” He instructed the other policemen, watching as they picked up your still unconscious body and placed it in the cop car.

When you woke up, you drowsily looked around the place, trying to figure out where you had been taken. Orange uniform, steel gate -most likely electrified- surrounding you, boring yet sturdy grey concrete walls, and a guard at every corner. Great, you’re in high security prison. How fun, you thought sarcastically.

“Excuse me?! Hello?!” You yelled as you faced the camera, waving your arms up to get the attention of whoever was watching, “I’m bored! What’s a girl gotta do to be entertained around here?!” You let out a huff of disappointment upon receiving no response, then remembered there was men all around you. “Anyone here wanna play?” You asked, faking a look of innocence.

No one answered, so you moved carefully towards the steel bars, sticking out an arm to poke at a guard’s shoulder. Startled, he flinched and swallowed thickly. “What’s your name?” You asked, batting your lashes. “Not gonna answer?” You pouted in mock sadness.

Despite the looks his colleagues gave him, the security guard turned to face you, earning a smile from you. “You gonna let me out?” The man laughed incredulously, “Sweetheart, you’re not leaving this cell,” He spoke.

You rolled your eyes at his words, “Not true, my Puddin’s coming for me, you’ll see, I’m gettin’ outta here soon.” He laughed again, this time more like he was mocking you. “You’ve been here for a week gorgeous, ain’t no one gonna come get you.”

That’s when your face dropped, you took a few steps back until you dropped to the floor, sitting with your legs crossed in thought. “H-he’s just runnin’ a bit late,” You spoke, the tone in your voice indicating that you were trying to convince yourself more than the guard.

More days passed, and there were no signs of your boyfriend coming to get you. You’d been visited by multiple guards, doctors, and even the Bat himself, and they all told you the same thing. At one point you started to believe them, giving up on trying to understand why you were still there and not in your lover’s arms.

Meanwhile, Sunghoon had been at your home, laying on the ground and looking up at the ceiling, a circle of any form of sharp object from a kitchen knife to a spear surrounding him. The look on his face read nothing other than emptiness as he mumbled out incoherent words and laughing to himself once in a while. He was going insane -more than he already was- without you.

It had been four weeks since you were gone. Four weeks of not having you at his side. Four weeks without his queen. There was no news about your whereabouts, and no matter how much he searched, he found nothing. Until Jake ran into the room panting, “They found her! She’s in the Belle Reve Prison!”

Sunghoon’s eyes flicked in Jake’s direction once the words left his friend’s lips, and he smirked to himself. “Get everything ready,” He instructed. “Are you okay, man?” Jake asked carefully, slightly fearful of the state his best friend was in.

Sunghoon said nothing as his gaze turned back to the ceiling, his smirk widening as he broke out into laughter. It kept intensifying until it turned into maniacal cackles, curling himself into a ball as he gripped and tugged harshly at his green hair. Feet kicking and arms flailing around he eventually pulled himself together and sat up, looking into Jake’s wide eyes. “Looks like my puppy’s coming back home.”

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Another boring day, you thought as you swung around on your sheets that had been tied to the ceiling bars. After many tries it seemed like your only source of entertainment were the demons in your head and the fabric you were supposed to cover yourself with when sleeping. You twisted and turned on the fabric, trying to get rid of the memories of you and Sunghoon. He wasn’t coming to get you, so it seemed like they served you no purpose anymore.

That was until the wall suddenly exploded and several men in black military suits walked in, all carrying machine guns in their gloved hands. You unraveled yourself from the fabric and landed carefully on the ground as you watched them take out the guards. One of the men stepped forward and practically destroyed the lock with an electric saw.

Confused, you took a few steps back when he walked into your cell, then he raised his hands to his helmet and pulled it off his head. “Puddin’!” You gasped and ran up to him, wrapping your arms around his broad frame as soon as he was close. Sunghoon reciprocated your actions and held you in his embrace as tight as he could. “Let’s go home,” He said as he looked down at your smiling face.

All those thoughts of Sunghoon not caring about you, not wanting you, vanished once you were back the safety of your home. He let out a breath of relief once you stepped into your bedroom, happy that you were back. You threw your arms around his shoulders and stood on your toes, a playful smile on your lips. “Took you long enough.”

Wordlessly, he leaned down to press his lips to yours in a hungry and messy kiss, his tongue swiping over your bottom lip almost immediately. He wanted -no, needed to feel you as close to him as possible. He had to prove to himself that you were actually there.

Wasting no time, Sunghoon picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you towards the bed. Even in his needy state he was always gentle with you, treating you like you were made of porcelain.

Your back made contact with the mattress and you gasped into the kiss when you felt him start grinding his growing hard-on onto your core. “What’s made you this needy so quickly?” You tease with a giggle as he buried his face in your neck to start marking you, leaving behind purple marks and smudged paint. “You’re just so perfect angel,” He spoke next to your ear, nibbling on the end of it. “So perfect, and all mine,” He said as he sat up to help you take off your white top and threw it somewhere on the floor.

“My puppy… my doll… my queen,” He said as he littered kisses between each word. “Mine,” He growled, biting onto the skin of your collarbone. The combination of him still pressing himself onto you, his fangs digging into your skin, and his words caused you to let out a breathy moan. He was usually possessive with you, but this time it was different. It was like he wanted even the wind to know who you belonged to.

His kisses trailed down your tummy towards the orange jumpsuit tied around your waist, and it didn’t take long for it and every other item of clothing covering your bodies to end up somewhere on the floor. Of course, he didn’t forget that he’d bought you that diamond studded collar he mentioned a while ago. So he clipped it around your neck, loving the sight of the silver tag with the words ‘Property of the Joker’ engraved on it resting between your collarbones. You were his puppy after all.

Unlike other times, his thrusts were slow -rough- but slow, making sure you felt every inch of him inside you. With his deep and harsh strokes he had you seeing stars and moaning out his name like a chant in no time. He loved all the pretty noises you made for him, and how you left scratches on his back and arms from how good he was making you feel.

“Who do you belong to?” He grunted into your ear as he kept hitting your g-spot and sped up. “Y-you.” It was hard not to stutter when he was ramming into you the way he was. “That’s right,” he panted, “Such a good girl for me. My good girl.”

Then a thought occurred in his mind when he glanced over to the nightstand and noticed a small dagger. His thrusts slowed down as he picked it up and observed it, then he looked down at you with a smirk. “You know your safe word,” He said sweetly before picking up his pace by a little, trying to keep you stable as best as he could as he brought the blade to your hip.

A sob escaped your lips as you felt the sharp object pierce your skin, but your mind was too fuzzy to even form a coherent thought. You had a feeling about what he was doing, and you didn’t want him to stop, not when you were so close to your release.

He smiled in satisfaction as he saw his initials engraved into your skin, tossing the dagger to the floor. Leaning down next to your ear, and picking up his pace by a lot, now thrusting into you as quickly and harshly as he could, he whispered, “Now you’re mine forever doll.”

Your eyes rolled back from the combination of his words, his rough movements, and his lips sucking on your tits. “Close?” He taunted, looking up at you through his lashes when he felt you clench around him, groaning at the sight. Head thrown back, upper body covered in hickeys, bites and white paint that had rubbed off of his face, and back arching off the bed. You couldn’t form a single word from how good he was fucking you, only managing to nod in response. Not happy with your lack of words, he wrapped a hand around your neck, adding the pressure to snap you out of your daze. “Use your words angel.” “S-so close.”

He snickered, loving the way he could get you so dick drunk with such ease. “Go on then, be a good little puppy and cum for me.” A few more harsh thrusts and your legs were shaking, as you reached your climax, white liquid spiling from your cunt. Oh how he loved feeling how you shook beneath him, the fucked-out look on your face spurring him on until he came inside you.

Sunghoon kissed you through his release, a breathy moan escaping his lips and being muffled by your own. He rested his forehead against yours as both of you panted, leaving gentle kisses all over your face as he pulled out. It was unusual for him to be acting so soft, but you couldn’t bring yourself to complain because you liked this new side of him.

~~~

You woke up to the feeling of the cold morning wind brushing against your naked body, snuggling closer to your boyfriend’s bare chest. He seemed to still be asleep, but even half-unconscious he pulled you closer to him and buried his face in your hair. If it were up to you, you’d chose to stay like this forever. In his arms where you felt safe and loved.

“You’re awake?” He asked groggily, eyes still closed but a smirk on his lips. He knew you had been staring at his face for a while, observing everything from his fluffy green hair and long lashes to his beauty marks and rosy lips. He looked good with a painted face, but you loved seeing his bare skin even more. “Is my angel bored?”

“I’m curious,” You spoke, hearing a hum from him as a sign to keep speaking, “This past month that I was gone, did you miss me?” His eyes opened upon your question, a look of confusion on his face. “The guards, doctors, even Batsy… they all said you wouldn’t come get me- that you didn’t care if I made it out of there dead or alive. That you were the king of Gotham regardless if I was by your side or not.”

Sunghoon pulled you closer until you were practically on top of him, hugging your body as he ran a hand through your hair. “You have no idea how worried I was,” He spoke in almost a whisper, “I went mad, killing everyone and everything in sight because I was angry at the Bat and myself because I wasn’t able to protect you. I was scared, and I missed you more than anything,” He paused to take a breath, “A king is nothing without his queen.”

You looked up at him with glossy eyes, feeling emotional from his words. “I love you.” Your voice was a mere whisper, but he heard it, and smiled when he felt you leave a kiss on the skin of his neck. It was the first time you’d said those words to him, and he never felt happier. He leaned down and pressed a loving kiss onto your forehead. “I love you more, and the next person who lays a hand on you gets killed. I promise.” You chuckled at his words. Even in his softest and most vulnerable moments, he was still the same old Joker.

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in my horny brain hours rn but tit sucking>>

imagine the enha hyung line (heejaysungjake) taking turns in pleasuring you. Sucking on your tits all together while their hands rub other parts of you.. ๑ >◡<๑

titsucking is the bestthing ever im crying thank u for this sry it isnt too good my girl brain is fried

cw : praise kink, titsucking, oral

hee n jay take their turn with you first, as the oldest they feel the need to treat u so good before the younger boys have their way with u.

heeseung makes you sit on his face while jay is by ur side, his large hands playing with your tits like a perv :x heeseung’s skilled tongue is a godsend n it has you cumming early, ur hips moving on their own as jay tends to your boobs, pressing chaste kisses to the plush skin n sucking multiple hickeys across ur chest

after the older boys make you cum at least twice it’s jake n hoonie’s turn, the two of them making eye contact as they stalk towards you, their lips curved into a mischievous smile. sunghoon gets straight to the point, sucks at your nipple still wet with jay’s spit n literally makes out with the hardened bud, his teeth pulling at it every once in a while to make you whine <3

jake, ever the sweetheart, takes his time with you. presses soft kisses all over your other tit, running his thumb over your nipple. whispers praises of “good girl” n tells you that you have the “prettiest tits ive ever seen, baby” the difference in how they treat you makes you break, hands finding purchase in their hair and pushing them impossibly close

A/N: Daisy's descent into darkness <3. Let me know if you want more of these~ (not proofread sowwy)

Step-brother!Jake and his best friend Heeseung who always stand a bit too close to you when you're in the kitchen or walking past them in one of the hallways of your house.

Step-brother!Jake and his best friend Heeseung who leave lingering touches on your thighs and shoulders at the dinner table, your family smiling as they think you're so close. But you knew better

Step-brother! Jake and his best friend Heeseung "accidentally" walk into your room while you're changing when you're needed in the house, despite the fact that their eyes never look away from your partially naked form...

"Jake it's too big," you choked out as he held your arms above your head while your head rested in his lap. Heeseung only chuckled as he pushed your legs further apart, making your body feel like it was splitting in half as your walls melted around his cock.

"Aw, you think big bro's gonna help you?" Jake mocked as he held his grip even firmer when you tried to squirm away, your breathing heavy as Heeseung bottomed out into your core.

You didn't even know how you'd ended up like this. Your brother had called you into his room and before you knew it his lips were crashing onto yours while his best friend locked the door behind you, leaving you trapped in the lions' den.

"Shit~ pussy is at the max isn't it honey? Never taken someone as big as me?" Heeseung cooed in your face through pouted lips, shaking your head no as tears brimmed your eyes.

"Want Jakey to give you a kiss? It'll make you feel better promise," switching positions so he was lying on his side next to you, rolling a hardened bud between his fingers.

You shook your head and tried turning your body to the opposite side, Jake being quicker and grabbing your head and holding it still leaning it with a sinister side smile.

"It's okay to say you want it princess, no need to be so shy," he remarked as he leaned in and kissed you, sliding his tongue into your mouth. Your body shivered as you felt warm saliva from his mouth trickle onto your tongue, your legs shaking as Heesung started moving at a languid but intense base.

"I think princess likes it, she's clamping down on me so tightly" Heeseung groaned as he pressed his hand on your lower belly. You pushed Jake away and let out a shaky breath against his lips as you felt Heeseung's hand press down on where his member was pressing against your cervix, your head getting dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Now you're making me jealous," Jake purred, sitting up on his knees and pulling down his sweats. He was "kind" enough to give you a pillow to raise your head up some, your eyes crossing as he pressed the tip of his member against your saliva-coated lips.

"Be a good girl and open for me yeah?" Jake then grabbed the back of your head and leaned in, eyes hardening over while he gave you a sweet smile. "If you bite you'll be punished kitten, and I'd hate to have to punish my sweet baby sister mmkay?"

You gulped and nodded, hesitantly letting Jake drop your jaw down. Both Heeseung and Jake hissed as they felt the warmth of both of your entrances, Jake holding your head still as he fucked your mouth.

You instinctively moaned around him as you felt the heat and weight of his member, mind slowly going blank as you got used like a sex toy.

Jake could only smile as he yanked the back of your head off his member, painting your neck in a pearl necklace as he came through a shaky breath.

You could whimper through ragged breaths as you tried to normalize your heart rate, eyes fluttering for a moment as Heeseung raised your knees to your chest going even deeper than before.

Your hands feebly pressed against your chest and you looked to either of them with pleaded eyes, Jake nudging Heeseung to switch with him. You felt your legs shake helplessly around the new male's waist, barely able to process what was happening as Heeseung held your head up to his member.

"Suck."

You tried to open your mouth to fit some of his members as Jake pushed his way past your gummy walls, the new warmth inside you making your belly tingle.

"I think she's finally warming up to us, look at that, she's rutting her hips into me and she doesn't even realize it," Jake teased as he rubbed your essence-soaked slit, your body spasming for a second as you tried to handle the new sensation. Your movements only made Heeseung hold your jaw in place to keep you from moving, drool dripping from your mouth in clear droplets and mixing with the cum that dripped down your chest.

That night at dinner you'd barely be able to focus, trying your best to keep the cum that leaked out of you from soaking your underwear and the dining room seats.....

tell me why i just thought of (hard dom!officer jay x sub!criminal reader)😛 as a oneshot

Good cunt, Bad cop!

Synopsis: in which Jay is the officer who tied you down to the murder of your ex boyfriend. He’ll make you look innocent, on one condition: show him how far from innocent you really are.

Warnings: smut, illegal activity, (literally murder and a sexual relationship between a criminal and an officer) brief mention of abuse, reader is handcuffed, face fucking, jay is definitely a hard dom, corny plot lmao

“To think…that you really thought you would get away with this.” Jay says flatly, shaking his head in disappointment.

“No clue what you’re talking about, park.” You shrug nonchalantly from across the interrogation table.

He chuckles humorlessly.

“Cut the shit Y/n. Maybe the next time you want to kill your ex boyfriend, don’t dump his body in a river. I mean seriously I thought you’d be more original than that doll.”

The metal cuffs around your wrists and ankles jangle together as your knee starts to bounce in anxiety.

“Like I said, I don’t know what your talking about. Sucks that he’s dead or whatever but it wasn’t me.”

“Mhm, right.” Jay looks up a the the security camera in the corner of the room and then at you. He sees the way your jumpsuit hugs your curves so tightly…it should be illegal for it to look that fucking good on you.

“Listen to me Y/n. I’m here to help you” he lies.

“All I need is for you to tell me the truth. He wasn’t a good boyfriend to you anyway. He was abusive, manipulative. You probably did it out of self defense. At least that’s what we can make the jury think.” He says making you quirk your eyebrow at him.

“And why the fuck should I believe that you want to help me?” You ask leaning over the table. He leans in as well, as though you’re not a literal murderer.

“Because…maybe you can help me too.” He says looking at your lips. “And because your only other choice is to spend the rest of your life in jail…” he grabs your chin examining your features before shaking his head. “It’d be a waste to watch you rot in jail.”

You roll your eyes bitterly at the thought of doing what any man says.

“I’m listening.”

“It’s a miracle.” Jay quips.

“Ha-ha.” You laugh dryly.

“If this is gonna work you’ve gotta loose the attitude dollface.”

—

Mysteriously, the security footage cut out for a good 2 hours after you and Jay came to an agreement.

“Let me fuck your brains out and I’ll make this all go away.”

There it was. That was the proposal.

“Wow. You really are a loser.” You spat. How the fuck did you get yourself into this?

“We don’t have time for this Y/n.” Jay grew increasingly frustrated, pushing his specs up his nose bridge.

He was lying. He had approximately 4 more hours left to interrogate you, but his dick had been achingly hard ever since he saw you restrained in those handcuffs…so defenseless, no matter how much shit you talked.

“Fine. What do you want, a handjob?” You ask and jay chuckles, genuinely finding that funny. He grabs your hand under the table, putting it on his cock.

“As if you could wrap your hand around that.”

“W-what do you want then?” You hated how meek your voice came out, but you were caught off guard by the raging hard on underneath his slacks. Your cunt throbbed against the metal chair wildly.

“Get on your knees.”

You sank to your knees underneath the table, realizing he wanted you to crawl over to his lap like some kind of dog. Once between his legs, you rested your cuffed hands in his lap, unbuckling his belt. The sight of your bound hands was enough to make his dick twitch excitedly, which made you flinch.

“Aww, are you scared?”

“As if.”

You pulled his cock out, the weight of it resting heavy on your hand, your manicured nails clicking as you wrapped your hand around him to the best of your ability. He was huge. You really couldn’t wrap your hand all the way around it. You tightened your grip on him and jerked him up and down making his eyes flutter shut.

“Spit on it.” He demanded.

You scoffed. “Say please.”

He sighed in annoyance, grabbing your hair harshly, making you whine.

“J-jay!”

“I said spit on it. Now.”

You let a small glob of saliva dribble from your mouth down the shaft of his cock, lubricating your movements. He let his head fall back against the back of the chair.

He grabs the base of his dick from you, slapping you across the face with his length, a light smack sound emanating through the quiet room.

“Say ahh” he teases, and so you refuse to open your mouth just to piss him off.

“Stupid slut…can’t you just do what I ask for once?”

He pinched your nose shut, forcing you to open your mouth if you wanted to breathe again, only for him to shove his cock into your mouth, obstructing your breathing once again. With his hand pinching your nose, and his cock threatening to slip down your throat, you squeezed his thighs, pleading with him to breathe again. After another agonizing ten seconds, he let go of your nose and pulled his dick out of your mouth to let you breathe. You didn’t have anymore air in your lungs to shit talk him, so you stayed quiet besides your gasps for oxygen.

“Are you done being a difficult slut?”

You nod defeatedly.

“words.” He demands.

“Yes. I’m done.” You mutter.

“Good.” And with that he rudely puts his dick back in your mouth, his grip on your hair anything but gentle as he guided your head up and down his shaft.

“Fuck…maybe your mouth is good for something after all”

𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⤲ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬...

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(A/N: this is definitely more of a filler than a proper chap but still important!!🤭 lmk what you guys think and what your expectations for the next chap (the get together) is!!! first written chap let's go! tysm for everything babies, reblogs and feedback is very appreciated!🥺🧸💞)

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like a freak, like a g. (an enha legal line series)

premise: you were never one to back down from a challenge. 8 am class after a night of partying? sure. swindle that guy from the next table for a free drink? no problem. sleep your way through the frat's executive committee? hell yes.

general notes/warnings: explicit smut, fem!reader, greek life!au, university!au, 'why choose?' trope, drinking, recreational drug use, threesomes, reader is kind of a freak and a whore. more detailed notes will be added per chapter/installment. each chapter will have a different member as its focus. this is loosely chronological and is closer to an anthology than anything else.

a/n: here's the refreshed multi-member series, take it's little sibling, now including sunoo and jungwon. i'm saying this now, an orgy with all of them is not in the cards as i don't have the capacity to write that so please take this euphoria-esque mess and drama approach instead 🫶🏻

chapters

i. bet? bet!

ii. oh, you're the girl?

iii. not my thing

iv. what an ego

v. careful on your way up

vi. the president

[series start est. last week of august]