Author's Note: This is one in a string of drabbles branching off the premise that Dr. Quinzel worked with another theme criminal before Joker. This scene would be after she's gone rogue.
"Jonny, Jonny, Jonny…" she murmurs, barely above a whisper. Teasing. He doesn't move even when she straddles him, saxophones low and slow on the stereo. He doesn't breathe when Harleen starts fiddling lazily with his shirt collar. Her smile offers freedom he doesn't want. "Am I scaring you?"
Digging fingers into the harlequin's hair, she lets out a yelp or a squeal as he drags down. There is something very tempting between wide eyes and lipstick grins. Jonathan doesn't smile back as his hand shoves up her skirt.
He never answers Harleen's question because there's no point. Scarecrow is busy.