Better not great but better

Jim slowly woke up to a crappy alarm going off that came with the room, as well as the medicine Harley had given him earlier slowly wearing off. Which meant his morning wake-up routine was off to a great start.

As he lay there, letting the pain going through his damaged nerves settle to manageable levels. He wondered how he had gotten here in a motel with Harley Quinn deformed and waiting to see if he was still wanted by Gotham police for having to give joker whatever he wanted like everyone else the joker had ever threatened in Gotham.

As his thoughts began to take a dark spiral, he felt a weight settle next to him on the bed. "Sorry I wasn't there to wake you up with a Harley special, Mr. J.; I snuck out real quick to get you some breakfast to go with your meds." Harley said as she set some morning fast food breakfast on the tray for him.

"Now let good old Harley feed you. We wouldn't want you to have to use that hurt hand, would we?" Harley said as she began to feed Jim his morning breakfast along with his medication for his injuries.

For a while they both just sat there on the bed as Harley fed Jim, both enjoying the comfortable silence. Once Jim had finished eating his breakfast, Harley gave him a glass of water to swallow his medicine down with, and so Jim proceeded to do so.

With the necessities out of the way, Harley could now go on to the next step of the morning routine, as Harley hadn't missed Jim's morning erection. "I think it's time Ole Harley takes care of that for you, Mr. J." Harley said, licking her lips before lowering her head and taking Jim all the way to the base in one go.

Jim let out a moan in pleasure as the medicine dulled the pain of his wounds and worked together with Harley's head going up and down the full length of his dick, making him forget the pain entirely. Jim just lay there, enjoying the sensation of Harley's mouth going up and down.

Harley slowly came off Jim Dick for air, making sure to tease him with her tongue the whole way. "Sorry, Mr. J, your Harley needed some air." Harley said as she stroked Jim's cock before once again taking Jim's cock all the way.

For a while all that was heard was the sound of Harley gagging on Jim's dick as it echoed through the small, dingy motel room. Eventually Jim couldn't hold it any more, and with his undamaged hand, he held Harley as he filled her throat with his morning load.

Harley slowly pulls off Jim Dick. Once she's all the way off, she opens her mouth wide to show Jim her sperm-filled mouth before swallowing it all with a loud gulp.

"Thanks, Mr. J, for such a yummy breakfast treat. Your's is much better than Puddin's." Harley said as she swirled her tongue around her lips to make sure she got it all. "Now I'm going to go clean up, and then we can talk about what our next move will be." Harley told Jim as he noticed that her lipstick had been smeared all over her face from the head she had given.

"Sure, Harley, and thank you. You've honestly been the greatest thing out of all of this." Jim said with a smile, trying to be nice and honestly considering how everyone else seemed determined to cause him pain; she didn't have much competition.

"Well, if you aren't the sweetest Mr. J. I guess that explains why you test so well." Harley said with a happy yet lustful tone in her voice before she walked into the bathroom in an extra swing in her hips.

Jim just layed there in bed watching Harley's nice ass as she began to reapply her make-up. Jim, while keeping laser focus on her ass, began to think to himself. What could possibly happen next? Then he began to curse himself in his own head because he had just jinxed himself.