(This is a birthday dedication to my wonderful, amazing friend JokersBadBitch94 Please help me wish her a happy birthday by dropping a happy birthday in the comments below! Also, I'm sorry this is kinda long but I hope you guys like it!)
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I could feel a tense wave of anxiety fill me as I walked down the busy Gotham street. There was a bright, full moon out tonight, absolutely gorgeous to glance at every now and then as I made my way down the street.
Men and woman bundled up in coats, scarves, and beanies all walked in various directions.
The loud horns of the cars never subsided as they plowed down the intersection. Traffic was horrible.
It was Christmas Eve and my first one being spent out of Arkham.
I had been locked away since adolescence, my parents having abandoned me, which is why I remained institutionalized for so long. It was cheaper than being shoved in the system and I already didn't take up much resources.
I felt something cold on my warm blushed cheeks and, looking up, I couldn't help the tears in my eyes.
It was snowing.
I knew it snowed here but I had never experienced it firsthand. I'd always watch it on the tiny screen at the asylum, usually staying up long past everyone was asleep to enjoy a hallmark movie, or being rewarded for a good deed like helping the staff.
I sighed in content as I continued to walk down the street to my studio apartment. I carried a bag of groceries and the phone in my pocket was my only help to guide me through cooking a warm meal.
I hummed as I slammed the door of the apartment and sighed as i dropped the heavy bags on the small, round dining table. Once my thick coat was off, I draped it with care over the back of one of my chairs and proceeded to empty the bags. Cans and fresh produce, along with several juices to last me the week were splayed all over the dining table and I grew more and more excited to cook.
Before continuing my work, I grabbed the remote control to my TV and turned it on, settling for a game show. Family Feud. I had no family, no friends. No one. This show gave me an idea of what a wonderful communicative family may consist of.
Another fantasy of mine.
I removed my thigh high boots and slipped into my fluffy slippers, getting to work. I could hear the pattering of snow outside my window. It was beautiful, reminded me of all the times i'd hear the familiar sounds from my cell in arkham. Only back then I could never leave for a second to feel the flakes on my warm face.
Before I could get to chopping some vegetables, I heard a knock on the door. Strange because I wasn't expecting anyone.
I sighed as I wiped my hands on a washcloth and walked slowly over to the door. There was a window next to the door allowing visibility into and out of my apartment, but very slightly. I could barely make out the figure, but as I walked closer to investigate, my eyes widened in disbelief.
I couldn't breathe.
It was him.
He was here! Why was he here?
I walked a little faster and our eyes met. His look of wonderment quickly twisted to a grin, placing his hand up to the window and taking me in. I could tell that look of hunger in his face was for more than just food.
I returned a sweet smile and found myself quickly undoing the locks to my door. Once I opened the door, I could feel him pushing it open so I backed away a little to produce some space.
He walked in, never peeling his eyes from mine.
I couldn't say a word, I didn't know what would be appropriate to say.
He stood before me, now grinning ear to ear as he held his arms open.
"Come to daddy," he growled with the most predatory look in his eyes. I smiled once again and sighed as I walked to him, right in his arms, fitting just like a glove against him. He wrapped his arms around me, his chin on the top of my head, and I could feel his heart beat thumping hard against his chest.
I could smell his sharp musky yet manly scent as he pushed his body to mine. He had his purple, alligator-skin trench-coat on and it felt so good against my form.
"You're here..." I said in a low voice.
"I told you, I would be." He mumbled in my ear. I could hear him chuckle as i pulled away after a few minutes, but he grabbed me by the wrist and grinned as he spun me around once. "Let me take a look at ya," he smirked.
I giggled as he spun me and let me go.
His eyes traveled up and down my body. I knew what he wanted.
"Are you hungry J?" I asked, before cursing myself at the poor choice of words. My efforts to switch topics had been in vain as I watched his face twist in a lustful grin.
"Oh, honey, don't you know it..." he purred as he grabbed me by my arms and pulled me against him.
"I meant food, J.. Food." I stressed, trying to fight his advances. The last time I tried to fight his advances were when we had first met.
3 Years Ago
ARKHAM
I gripped onto my tray loaded with the mush of the day, whatever it was, and i found my usual seat at the back of the cafeteria. It was secluded here since it was dark. The lights were kept off most of the time but I had gone to figure out that they just never worked. The staff never bothered to get it fixed since it required extra resources, AKA money to do so. Why waste anymore money on the lost-causes of society?
I mean, I could see whatever food was in my tray (if it was even allowed to be called food) but from a distance you could barely tell anyone was even sitting here. It was convenient for me and I had grown to like the dark.
I played with my food, per usual and heard the clinking of metals. Looking up, I saw a group of 5 guards escorting someone in their midst. I grew curious, never once tearing my eyes away from the scene. Once the guards dispersed, I saw the figure that they had escorted into the dining hall.
I couldn't believe it. It was the Joker! I would watch the news every morning and this man would make headlines nearly everyday. It was unbelievable. And yesterday they had announced breaking news that they had caught him.
Of course, with the amount of offenses he'd accrued, I'd think he would be sentenced to death per the rules of our state government but it looks like he had found a way out of that too.
I looked down at my food when I saw him turn his gaze my direction. The last thing I wanted was his attention. He was a criminal and I had a feeling he was one person in here I should definitely not associate with.
After a few minutes, I could feel a presence approach me. Briefly gazing up, my heart began to beat faster in my chest as I saw him walking my way, gripping a tray of would-be food carelessly.
The air grew thicker and thicker until he reached my lone table, in the dark.
"Room for one more?" He asked in an almost flamboyant voice. I gazed up briefly and nodded, pulling my tray closer and closer to me as he sat opposite of me. I could feel his eyes on me as I shifted my gaze downward, avoiding all eye contact.
I heard him chuckle to himself under his breath. I saw him push his tray of food to the side and extend his arms ahead of him, tapping his fingers on my tray. I smiled briefly but stopped eating.
"So, you don't talk...is that why you're in here?" He asked, tilting his head down. I narrowed my eyes and looked up at him, allowing him to get a good look at my face. His eyes twisted in surprise.
"Wow...you might not be able to speak but you've got a pretty mouth," he winked after delivering his rude comment. I couldn't believe his audacity but then again, he was well-known and according to the news, well-feared.
"You know," he said as he looked around, "it's pretty dark back here, how about you get on your knees and show me what that mouth of yours can do, sweetheart?" He laughed out, throwing his head back.
I felt my anger grow more and more and I stood up immediately.
"I can speak and you're a creep." I said with a frown, ditching my tray on the table and storming away. My eyes filled with tears and I was about to break down but I held my composure as I stomped to the guard at the door. He looked down at me as I wept. "I wanna go to my room now.."
The guard nodded and I walked away from the dining hall, leaving behind the ogling pair of baby-blue's.
END FLASHBACK
J's arms were wrapped around me and his gentle kisses on my neck were euphoric. I could feel my body slowly begin to ache with need. But at this point my feelings for him extended far beyond sex. I suspected it was the same for him but Joker was not someone who would be proud of such feelings, he believed they would weaken him. That's why he was afraid of it.
"J..." I pulled away as gently as I could, prying his arms from me as I stood up and fixed my hair. "What are you doing here?"
He grinned. "Ohhh you know I had to come back for ya. I did make a promise, kitten." He purred, flicking my nose gently.
"Did you break out of Arkham?" I asked, suspecting the worst. He only smiled as a response, wiggling his nonexistent eyebrows.
"You did, didn't you?" I asked exasperated.
He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on, like they'd ever let me out like they did with you."
My eyes bore straight into his.
"You know it's true. How did you manage to get out?" He asked, his face twisting in anger. "Did you..." He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me against the wall hard, making me gasp. "You fucked someone, didn't you!?" He growled in anger.
"What? J..No," I managed to choke out. "No...one."
He let go and I inhaled a deep breath, pushing him away as I walked to the couch. He followed close behind.
"How?" He asked.
"I don't know..my psychiatrist, Dr. Argyle. He broke the news and told me i'd be leaving the next day."
He listened intently, his eyes carefully focused on mine. I could tell he was having trouble believing me but that's what had really happened. I felt his hands on my thighs suddenly, a feeling I hadn't felt in a while.
"You remember the last time that we..." he cocked an invisible brow suggestively, a wicked smirk forming on his face.
He ran his hands up over my thigh and I couldn't help but moan and nod. The way he sent tingles all over my body always amazed me, even back when we were locked away together.
He leaned his head in and I felt his warm breath on my skin. "I missed ya..." He whispered.
"I missed you too," I said hesitantly, my fingers tracing over the pattern of his crocodile coat. It was soft and glossy and I knew what lay tucked beneath it.
I loved that too.
He pulled forward more, his body now pushing against mine as we sat up on the couch. My panting and his were now in sync and i watched as his chest heaved up and down, his eyes glaring down at my lips, over my eyes, down my body, and back up again.
Before I could even say his name, he had his lips on mine, kissing and groaning hungrily into my mouth, pushing himself on top of me. The cold purple coat was pressed on my warm skin now but how I adored it, how i felt so turned on...
Before I knew it, he had pinned me down on the couch, climbing on top, slowly unbuttoning the large buttons of his purple coat. He never broke the kiss as his skilled fingers did quick work of his coat, and it slowly slipped off of him. I looked down breaking the kiss briefly and saw he had only his arkham pants on.
I could see his tattoos flexed as he hovered over me, the bulge in his pants clear as day. I smiled as i looked up to see his eyes scanning my lips before taking them again. His hands fished down my shirt and effortlessly ripped the fabric in half. I gasped when I felt it and before I could complain, he swiped my tights right down my legs. He seemed so...experienced, like he knew exactly what he was doing.
And I knew he was.
He wasted no time getting between my legs, the bulge in his pants rubbing against my naked sex.
"J, wait.." I pleaded, reaching down to grab a hold of his bulge. Once I grabbed it from over his pants, he gasped and smirked down at me.
"You miss that, baby?" He groaned as he thrust his hips forward, giving me a fistful of his groin. I giggled and licked my lips.
"I don't know how you do this to me, J, but I'm ready for you already." I sighed, slipping my hand in his pants, pumping his member and watching his smirk fade and be replaced with a lustful frown.
"Oh yeah..." He purred. I watched his eyes roll back as I felt the precum leak on my fingers. I knew he was really worked up now and i watched as he growled and yanked my hand out, pushing his pants down to his thighs. His erection sprang free and I wanted nothing more than to have it tucked in my mouth, right down to my throat.
Just the way he liked it.
But as I was trying to shift below him, I felt his hands grip my wrists and raise them over my head. He effortlessly guided himself to my opening and I could feel him probe me. I couldn't help my moan as he began to push slowly inside me.
"Already so wet..." He groaned, feeling himself slip easily in. How could I not be? It turned out this unexpected surprise was exactly what I needed.
"J..." I moaned out, biting my bottom lip as I felt him slip deeper and deeper into me, panting as he delivered short, fast strokes while buried within me. I could barely breathe from the pleasure, I felt that aching feeling in the pit of my stomach grow more and more violent, slowly, but surely. My moans grew louder and his thrusting was faster.
Harder.
Faster.
Harder.
"Fuck!" He growled, moving his body desperately against mine. I could barely keep my eyes open but what I saw astounded me, as it always had: his eyes rolling back as he rolled his hips expertly into mine. It made me ache more. I needed more. Wanted more. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and moaned in his ear, prompting him to move rougher, harder into me.
"Oh fuck, J...." I cursed under my breath. "More baby, more.." my voice grew in desperation, my fingers now grabbing onto his bare ass, trying to drive it deeper into me.
He grabbed my throat and brought his head just inches from mine, watching my face twist again as he delivered sharp thrusts, slowly, taking his time to grind and roll his hips the rest of the way. My head fell back and my mouth fell open. I felt that fire inside me grow to dangerous levels. His groans grew louder, as did my moans.
And then, I couldn't help but scream as I felt his thumb flick over my clit. It was over. He froze as I felt my walls collapse over him. He took advantage of this, thrusting in harder and growling loudly, releasing his sticky fluids inside me.
Fuck.
No good. I was off birth control since leaving Arkham, and that was just to regulate my menstrual cycles. A medical thing.
But I didn't care right now.
I felt myself light as a feather coming down from my euphoric, blissful orgasm. I couldn't help the huge smile on my face. J had collapsed over me, his weight completely on my spent body. His muscles hard against my soft, flushed skin. Our breathing was once again synchronized.
After a few moments, I tried getting up by pushing him off me but he wouldn't budge. With those dark, sexy eyes, he smirked. "We're not done yet, princess."