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fuckthis-and-fuckthat · 6 years ago

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She Thick.

JokerXChubby reader.

Summary- Someone comments on your weight and J says something and then you kick the dudes ass.

Warning- This is dirty. Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty. Public sex. Yep, right in the middle of the road. Mhm. All that good shit.

Inspired by @tbhimprobablylost1613 because she wrote a dirty ass story that made me, well, wanna get fuckin dirty.

A/N- I didn't go over this so all mistakes are mine. I'm tired and it's 2 in the morning, so you know. Sorry...

Oh, and this is complete shit.

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The Joker's assistant, that what you were. No matter how much you wanted to, you couldn't complain. All you really did was set up meetings and that's about it. You left all of his financial stuff with numbers to other people. You did a few other things like tagging along in heists, picking out a tie for J, even went with him to all of his meetings.

You enjoyed your job very much. Money was fucking great, you were never bored, you didn't have to hide your crazy, and let's face it, your boss is Daddy as fuck. You were always excited for his meetings. You got to dress up and go out, maybe get lucky and kill someone.

Staring down at the purple box on your bed, you opened it, finding a gold dress. Pulling it out, you held it up, noticing that it was short and skin tignt. Leave it to J to pick out the most unflattering clothes. Next to the box was a second smaller one, and you found a pair of black heels.

You didn't know what J was thinking getting you this dress. Your body wasn't going to look too good, but you knew better than to argue with J over it. Hopping in the shower you shaved your legs and everyrhing, and started to get ready for the next meeting at 9 PM, meaning you had 2 hours to get ready.

After blow drying your hair, you put some hairspray in it, creating some volume. Moving on to your makeup, you settled for a black Smokey eye with a hint of red, and bright red lipstick. Satisfied with your look, you slipped on the dress.

Looking in the mirror, you fluffed your hair, pulling your boobs out a little more and sighed. Something was missing. You grabbed your gun holster, slipping it over your shoulders along with a cropped leather jacket, then a choker. Taking another look at yourself you smiled, actually feeling pretty good. Turning around, you took in the view of your round ass, your dress stopped mid thigh, but when you walked it went up to the bottom of your butt.

Checking the time, you noticed it was 8:30 so you walked downstairs, meeting J at the bottom. Your breath was taken away by him everytime. So strong and sexy, and fucking insane. J was a man you could never get tired of. He stared in your late night fantasies and you dreamed of ruling with him, but you knew it wasn't possible. Not a girl like you.

Your eyes took in the sight of him. Black slacks that fit him perfectly, his white button up shirt, a bow tie, and finishing it off with a tuxedo jacket, gloves, and a cain. He was one hell of a man, that's all you could say and you knew that by the end of the night, his javket would be off and his shirt would be unbuttoned, showing of his chisled chest.

J noticed the sound of your heels clicking agaisnt the stairs, turning his gaze towards you. His eyes ran from your legs to your breasts, then to your eyes. His lips were parted slightly, a little growl coming from him. His reaction settled deep in your stomach, creating a wetness between your legs. Perhaps it would've been a good idea to wear panties.

"Don't you just look good enough to eat." J said as you reached the bottom of the stairs. Laughing out of amusent, you knew he was lying and just being friendly.

"Don't lie to me, J." You stated, walking away and passing him, Putting a little more sway in your hips. You reached the car before him, climbing in and crossing your legs, making your dress hitch up farther. A few minutes later, J was getting in, throwing the car into drive and heading off.

J was a terrible driver, but with you dressed like that, he was worse. His eyes were barely on the road, more on you. You knew he was staring, so you chose to tease him a little. Running a hand though your hair and toying with the bottom of your dress. Hearing him growl, you knew it was working, which added to your confidence. Maybe he was attracted to you.

Reaching the club, a henchman opened your door and you stepped out, meeting J on the sidewalk. Walking into the club, you and J went to the VIP area, meeting the client. You noticed a look of disgust on his face as he looked at you, making you shift a little in your seat. J noticed, cocking his head to the side.

You didn't really pay much attention to the conversation, you just watched as people danced. Looking back over at J, you noticed his jacket and tie were off and his shirt was unbuttoned, just as you thought. You just wanted to eat him up then and there.

Turning your head, you looked at the client, watching as his eyes traveled up and down your body, lips twisting into a grimace. "Who is this, J?" He asked, a jersey accent strong on his voice.

"Ah. This is my assistant Y/N." J said and you sinced a feel of protection coming from him.

"Why she so fat?" The client asked, making your face twist into anger and amusment. How dare he say something about you? Especially knowing who your boss was and how close you two were.

"Why are such an ignorant piece of shit?" You retorted, cocking your head to the side, a smile on your face. You were highly offended by his comment, but you weren't going to show it. And believe it or not, you felt really good tonight, but that ship had fucking sailed. He went to say something, but J shushed him with a finger to his mouth.

"Miss Y/N is not fat, she thick." J ran a finger up the side of your thigh, creating goosebumps. "Perfection." You met eyes with J, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks.

"Nah. What you need is a skinny girl. They easy to toss around, and show em' who's boss." The client continued, earning a death glare from J. Apparently this dude didn't get the hint about talking shit. "They easy to control. Better than that fat thing. How about I show you a few of my girls? Let you take some for a joy ride?"

"Seems you're not gettin' the hint, buddy. Miss Y/N, would you like to teach him?" Looking over at you, J had a questioning, but dangerous look in his eyes. Graciously accepting his offer, you nodded your heads to the henchman, making them grab the man's arms and handcuffing them to his chair.

Standing up, you smiled brightly, slipping off your leather jacket, giving J nice view of your open back and the curve of your ass, and giving the client a view of your gun holster loaded with weapons. "I can't wait to show you my toys!" You squeeled, pulling out a knife.

Walking to him, you slammed it down onto his hand, making him cry out in pain. "I'm sorry! I take it back!" He screamed, sweat beading down his bald head. Chuckling to yourself, you grabbed another knife, stabbing him right in his crotch. You listened to the other men gasp around your and you heard J audibly laugh and mumble something.

You watched as blood poured feom his dick, adding to your amusment. "You see....I don't allow men, or anyone as a matter of fact, tell me what to do, especially men like you. You're a filthy pig. Nothing but an ignorant, cowardly clown, controlling woman because he can't earn respect." Spitting out, you twisted the kinife in his hand, making him groan out in pain. "Everything that Mr. J tells me to do, I do on my own because I want to, not becuase he tells me to. I'm my own person, I make my own decisions, bitch." Throwing a punch, his head napped to the side, blood drooling from his lip.

"This is what's going to happen...you're going to tell me where your warehouse is, We're gonna get all your shit. Oh! And for the fun part, I kill you! Got it? Yes, okay, good. Now spill." Taking out a gun, you held it to his head, watching as tears spilled down his cheeks. In your own little world, you weren't paying attention to J and the pleased look in his face as he watched you break this man.

"S-south Newport road. The abandoned ship yard. Everything's there. Just please, let me go."

"Mmm, No can do, buddy. You don't deserve to live." Huffing out a laugh, you pulled the trigger, spilling his brain's all over the black leather couch. "No one...tells me...what to do." Smiling, you grabbed your two knives from his corpse, putting them in place along with your gun. Turning around, you grabbed J's hand, walking you both out of the club.

"That was very impressing, Miss Y/N. Gotta say, it was exciting!" J said, pushing you against the passenger seat door, making butterflies form in your stomach. His hand traveled up your waist, fingers touching the bare skin of your back. "Why don't we go home? Gotta bare skin rug and some grape soda on ice waitin' for us." Pulling you closer, you felt his hard length proding at your belly.

Leaning your head back, you closed your eyes, feeling your slick between your legs. All you wanted was for him to put his face between your thighs and fuck you with his tongue. You wanted his cock deep inside of you, making you scream. J placed his lips on your neck, giving it a rough bite, then another. Crying out, your back arched agaisnt him. "Fuck." You moaned, pressing your face into his neck, breathing in his intoxicating scent.

"Tell Daddy what you want, princess." J rasped into your ear, voice laced with lust, making your heart beat pick up even more.

"I want you to fuck me on the hood of your car in front of all these people. Let them know just how good you can fuck me and make me scream." You say with more confidence than you thought you could. A dark chuckle comes from his lips as his hands slide down your body, sneeking up your dress to grab ahold of your bare ass.

"Mmm, such a dirty girl. You sure you want that? All these people to see you. What happened to the little self conscious Y/N I knew?" Nibbling at your ear lobe, he brought a hand around to your front, dipping it in between your sensitive folds, collecting the slick at your entrence. Placing a hand on his shoulder, you squeeze when he pushes his finger into your drenched pussy, curling at the perfect spot, elighting a moan from you. Gadping in his ear, you feel a growl rumble through his chest at the little noises you make.

"Leave my dress on. I don't care what else you do to me. Just make me fucking cum." Pulling your face from his neck, you slam it back against the car, wrapping your leg around his thin waist. "Fuck...." adding a second finger, he laughs hierarchically.

"Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty." J flicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, letting a huge grin form on his lips.

Removing his fingers from your cunt, he pushes them onto hiss mouth, groaning at the taste of your juices. Moving his his face forward, he pressed his lips against yours, ×m waiting no time to invade your mouth with his tongue. Sliding your arms around his neck, you grab at his electric green locks, drawing a groan from deep within his chest. Biting at his bottom lip, he pulled you from the car, walking up to the hood, never breaking the kiss. Your hands make quick work at his belt, getting it open along with his pants. J laid you down, spreading your legs with the palm of his hands, he grins as he sinks down onto his knees. "Look this pretty little pussy." pressing his face right against your throbbing core, sucking your clit into his mouth, making you muel out, your back arching off the hood. "So Fucking good."

J would love to take his time to tease you and have you begging for him too touch you, but all he wanted to do was to taste you on his tongue. Licking down to your slit, he's slides his tongue into your opening, groaning when he tastes deep within you. "Daddy." Moaning, you lift your head to watch him eat you out, meeting the faces of all the people who were waiting in line. You had completely forgot about them, to be honest. You were too busy in your own world to even notice or care. But, knowing that all these people were watching the joker eat you out, made your face flush with excitment.

Biting down onto your clit, her pushed two of his long digits into your pussy, curling them against your g spot. Screaming quite loudly, you clenched around his fingers, bringing your hips up to reach his face over and over again. "That's it, baby. Fuck yourself on my face." J growled, pumping his fingers even harder inside of you. Withering your hips, you ground them against his face, feeling your orgasm build fastly. Fisting your hands into his hair, you pulled roughly as your orgasm hit. Screaming as loud as you could, you honestly didn't give a shit about anyone watching. You wanted to know how good he made you feel.

J groaned when your juices gushed onto his face, coating him and his fingers with your cum. Falling limp agaisnt the hood, J continues to lick at your pussy, collecting all of your wetness. Standing up, he wipped the back of his hand across his mouth, spreading his red lipstick even farther on his face. Smiling, he licked his liver teeth. "Fucking delicious." He chuckles.

Feeling the energy to lean up, you pull down his pants to his knees, along with his boxers, watching as his hard member sprang free. Feeling your mouth water, you rub your hand along his length, spreading the precum on his tip. "As much ad I'd love to choke on your cock, I need you to fuck me until I can't walk." Looking up through your lashes at him, you lick slowly across your bottom lip.

J leaned down, cupping your cheek in kiss hand and pressing a surprisingly gentle peck on your lips.

Feeling a small smile form on your face, your heart leaped at his gentleness. Scencing your reaction, J moves his lips to your ear, "Don't get used to it, Doll."

Moving fastly, his demeanour changes from gentle to Daddy in a second. Flipping you over onto your stomach, he pulls you down until your feet are planted on the ground. Lifting your dress up, he kicked your legs apart with his foot, exposing you to both him and the crowd. Smacking the palm of his hand on your bum, you gasp as it sends a bolt of pleasure through you. "You been a naughty girl." He growls, smacking your bum again, this time making you moan. "Now that's more like it." Smacking the other cheek twice, he sticks his cock right into you.

Giving you no time to adjust, he sets a brutal pace, slamming in and out of you. Even over the sound of music coming from the club, the sound of your skin smacking against eachother was very noticeable. Pressing your on your back, J grips your hips roughly and you knew that there'd be bruises there tomorrow. Feeling him rub your gspot, you can't help but clench around him and he growls.

"Right there, Daddy." Gasping with pleasure, you feel the coil in your stomach form. "Fuck, ugghhh."

"You like that, Doll?" He questions, smacking your ass again.

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl." Speeding up his thrusts, if even possible, he reaches down and presses his fingers to your clit, making you scream.

"Please....please, Daddy. Make me cum. I wanna cum on your cock."

"Such a dirty girl. Begging daddy to let her cum." Rubbing even faster, you didn't know how long you could hold on until you came. "But you've been such a good girl for daddy."

"P-please...." feeling tears brimming your eyes, you try and stop yourself from cumming. His member was rubbing deliciously against your gspot with each thrusts, and you could feel him throbbing inside of you. He was close to. "Daddy, Please!" Screaming at him, tears spilled down your cheeks.

"Come on, Doll. Cum for Daddy." With his words and one more thrust, he spills his load right inside of you, sending you over the edge. Your vision blurred as your legs gave out from under you, only being held up by J who was slowly thrusting in and out now.

Pulling out, he tucked his cock back inot his trousers, buckling his belt. Taking a minute, he stared at your soaked pussy, watching your and his cum leak down your legs. "That's a fucking sight!" He yells excitedlly, pulling down your dress.

Regaining some of your modesty, you struggle to stand up and pull down your dress even farther, your juices tickling your legs. Looking over, you meet eyes once again with the people outside. Some of them had faces of horror while others were very pleased. Shrugging, you pull J down and give him a soft peck. "Don't get used to it." You smile.

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