She brings meds and boobs

(Harvey Quinn pov)

Harley gets a quick glance at Jim's **** body, which is soon out of view. As the joker presses the gas pedal in an attempt to get away from the batmobile, which has come speeding around the corner.

As Harley sits there, all she can think about is poor Mr. Jim laying there in pain, needing help. Probably not getting any because pudding either scared everybody who could call for help and they probably blocked off the area to be safe, leaving Mr. Jim all alone, and he was so nice he didn't deserve one of the pudding mean jokes.

''HARLEY'' joker screamed. ''Yes,'' Puddin, what is it? Harley started back. ''Get out of whatever stupid fantasy you're having and help me deal with Batman,'' the Joker said.

''Yes, Puddin, Harley replied. ''I am going to slow down at the intersection coming up. I'm going to need you to do one of your fancy flips to get out of the car carrying this,'' the joker said while handing Harley a joker gas bomb. 'This draws them to you while I get to the real party favors,' the joker said.

Harley was about to argue, thinking this would just distract Batman before putting her back in Arkham because she'd have to lead them on a chase for a while to get Joker the time he needed, which wouldn't leave much time for her to set the bomb and use it as a distraction for the duo while she got away, but then she thought about it for a second and realized she could use this.

She could do her fancy acrobatics to escape from the car while holding the bomb. The duo would see the bomb and go after her to disarm it, and the joker gets away.

Leaving the joker none the wiser about what she was up to. She can then leave a clue for Batsy to find where Puddin's next big joke is going to happen. So while Batsy is chasing that down, good Harley can double back to poor Mr. Jim to give him the help he needs.

''Of course puddin here I go,'' Harley said as the joker hit the intersection. Harley's plan proceeds without hitch mostsly because neither Batman nor Joker expect Harley to think or act for herself.

Harley makes it back to poor Mr. Jim. He's lying there on the pavement. sizzling steam slowing coming off the left side of the face. Harley digs through the belts on her waist and pours a blue vial on the burning area. It immediately starts to cool.

''There you go, Mr. Jim. Old Harley has some of the cure for puddin nasty acid in case it ends up spraying on me. Now come on,'' Harley said as she slowly leans up Jim unto her shoulders. ''Where are you going to one of Harley's hidey holes?'' Harley said as they began their slow journey.

Harley slowly drags walks jim through back alleys until you reach a condemned apparent complex 9 blocks away from where they started. At this point, Jim has been out of it for most of the trip there.

Harley slowly gets you up the steps and into the apartment she stalked out. She then grabs a first-aid kid.

''Don't you worry, Mr. Jim, old Harley, an old hand at first aid, Harley'' said as Mr. Jim just moans in pain. She sees to his burns as best. While slowly massaging any muscle to try and lessen the pain.

''I'm sorry, Mr. Jim. That puddin played such a mean joke on you when you were nothin but smiles and nice ain't right. So old Harley is going to make it up to you.'' Harley said as she took off her top and began to push her breasts together.

''I think its time I start calling you Mr. J now. Puddin doesn't deserve it to be so awful to you, so yeah, Mr. J from now on,'' Harley said as she helped the still weak Jim out of his clothes. ''Ill have to lay low for a few days at least, and during that time I can apologize for being so awful to you, Mr. J. Harley said.

''Now let me help you get comfy.'' Harley said as she takes her breast and wraps it around his dick; she then spits on the tip as she rubs it up and down.

''You like that? Don't you, Mr. J. mmm, a real good guy like you deserve this. Have a nice pair of fun bags to play with.'' Harley said as her arousal began to drip through her shorts.

''That right for hurting you, Mr. J. Puddin, lost the right to these babies right here from now on; they're all yours. It's the least I can do for you, mmm, Harley said as she began pinching her nipples as she milked Mr. Jim with her breast.

''Oh yeah, baby, I can feel it. Your close, aren't you well? Let out baby all over me.'' Harley said as she heard Jim groan with pleasure until she heard one last groan release and felt a hot, sticky stream of cum all over Harley's tits.

''That it, Mr. . J, marks them; they're all yours now. Puddin can never get them back; he lost them to you, Mr. J. It's what a good man like you deserves.'' Harley said as she orgasms while smearing the sperm into her tits.

Exhausted Harley begins to take off her shorts and what's left of her soaked underwear; she then climbs on to the bed with a sleeping Jim.

She then looks into what's left of Jim's left eye and knows he'll never see out of that eye again. So Joker has left him half blind, and now she'll have to give him lots and lots of hot, sweaty, sticky apologies.

''Well, I'll enjoy every new laugh with the new sweet Mr. J, and it'll be fun to have a joke over puddin.'' Harley said as she drifted off to sleep. Cuddling Mr. Jim.