#WE ARE HALFWAY THEREEEEEE

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And most importantly, I get to now fantasize about Harry and Michele cuddling to fall asleep as I keep trucking on to make that imagery in my head a beautiful, beautiful reality.

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A Little Trip

anonymous asked:

j and you go away on a little trip , it's great and all. Very romantic with lots of fluff and smut. But during a hike you have to listen to his be a cry baby bc he's hot and tired. Not paying attention you slip and fall almost falling to your death. j freaks out and doesn't leave your side the whole rest of the hike making sure you don't fall to your death.

damn, I’m back at it again with taking words from the request and making them the title.

warnings: fluff, light smut, pissy Joker, near death experience

word count: 1,144

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“Wake up, baby!” The Joker smiles with excitement as you open your groggy, sleep filled eyes. You blink, your retinas adjusting to the bright light from the chandelier hanging above the bed. J pulls you out of bed and pushes you towards your closet. “Start packing, we’re going on a little trip!” You glare at him. How is he so bright eyed and bushy tailed at 6am? 

He slams down your suitcase onto the bed, looking to you, nodding his head to say ‘go on’. You don’t move, only walk over to the bed and sit back down, rubbing your eyes. He skips over to your closet and begins to drag out clothes and shoving them into your suitcase. “Hopefully I’m getting enough clothes, if I’m not, you can’t blame me, sleepyhead.”

You lean back onto the silk sheets, covering your eyes. “Ah ah ah, no sleeping. Get up.” J pulls you out of bed again, removing your pajamas, which is only one of his big t-shirts, and putting a pair of leggings on you with a hoodie. He doesn’t bother putting a bra on you.

You sit on the big, plush chair in the corner of the room as you watch him pack his and your suitcase while he quietly hums to himself. 

“Where are we going?” You ask, it being the first thing you’ve said all morning.

“It’s a surprise.” He zips up his suitcase and finishes buttoning up the bottom buttons on his shirt, never the top buttons. “Frost!” He yells. Frost appears at the door.

“Yes, boss?”

“Bring the car around front.”

“Yes, boss.” Frost scurries off to obey his boss’s demand, shutting the door behind him.

J walks over to you, placing his hands your shoulders. “You seem so excited, kitten.” 

“I’m sorry, you know I’m not a morning person.” You look up at him. He looks nice from this angle. 

“Maybe this will wake you up a bit.” He lifts you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. He pushes you against the wall, immediately kissing you. He supports you with his hand under your butt, and wraps his other hand around your neck as he slides his tongue into your mouth. You moan.

“Let’s see how wet kitten is now.” He slips his hands under your leggings, running over your heat through your already soaked panties. “Ohhhh, very wet.” He purrs in your ear. He moves your panties to the side and slips two long, cold fingers inside of you. You let out a high pitched moan and tug at the roots of his hair, making him growl. He slides his fingertip along my g-spot over and over again, slowly picking up the pace.You feel the knot in your stomach explode as your walls clench around him, your juices coating his fingers. He purrs as he licks it off.

“Are you awake now?” He smiles. You nod, grasping onto him for dear life as your orgasm dies down. He sets you back onto your feet, your knees weak. 

“The car is ready, boss.” Frost shouts through the door, knowing never to walk through a closed door in the Joker’s house. J smiles and grabs both of your suitcases and rolls them behind him as he walks to his car, you trailing behind.

“When are we gonna be thereeeeee?” You whine, your ass sore from sitting in the same spot for 5 hours, J refusing to stop at a rest area no matter how many times you begged. 

“Soon.” He says, eyes locked on the road. You weren’t even sure of where you were, but it looked like the complete opposite of Gotham. The land was very mountainous, and it was actually sunny. 

After about 30 more minutes of driving down back roads, J turned onto a dirt road. You saw a sign with an arrow pointing to a hiking trail. You glare at J. You hated hiking. He just laughed and got out of the car.

“Are you really hiking in that?” I look at his tight, black dress pants, dress shoes, and button up shirt.

“I always have to look nice,” He shrugs, starting up the mountain. You follow behind him, admiring the beautiful, dense woods. You hardly ever saw trees, and you never experienced this much peacefulness. You were so used to the hustle and bustle of the big city.

The trail was full of roots sticking up out of the ground, and you were sure you were gonna fall flat on your face at some point. You did your best to look more at the ground than the sky. It didn’t help much that it was almost a vertical uphill climb. 

You noticed J sweating through his shirt, sweat staining the expensive cloth on his back and under his armpits. 

“J, you seem a little sweaty,” You chuckle, poking at his sweaty cheek. He just groans and continues to trek up the steep hill. 

You were now only halfway up the mountain, and J had been complaining the entire way up.

“It’s hoooooottt.” “I’m tireeedddd.” “I’m thirstyyy.”

“It was your idea, babe.”

Finally, after 2 hours of going completely at a 90 degree slope, you reach the top of the mountain. The hike up the mountain was totally worth the view.

“Wow,” You breathe, taking all of the natural beauty in. You look over at J, who has also had his breath taken away from Mother Nature.

“I think we need to get a cabin up here.” He whispers in your ear, hugging you from behind. You lean into him and hum, enjoying his gentle voice and touch. You break away, walking to the edge of the cliff, wanting to see more.

“Be careful, doll,” J says. You look back at him and nod, sitting down on the rocky edge. J quietly pulls out his phone and takes a photo of you. He looks down at his phone and smiles.

You lean a little further over the egde so you can see whats below you, but you lose your balance and begin to fall forward. You yelp, grabbing for the ground behind you, but J rushes over and sweeps you up into his arms just before you began to start tumbling down.

“I told you to be careful,” He says with a stern voice, setting you on your feet and hugging you close. 

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to see more.” You cling onto his shirt, too afraid to let go.

You and J begin to make your way back down the mountain, him holding your hand tightly the entire time.

AS USUAL I COULDN’T MAKE A GOOD ENDING TO THIS