Holy shit. He fucked the Commander of Hell.
He topped the second highest ranking demon of Hell.
Him. A servant with no authority nor power.
Unable to contain his excitement and joy, and a fuck ton of fear, Tiger hugged Joker's head tightly to his chest.
"I need to breathe..." Joker's voice muffled out.
"Oh, sorry!" Tiger said apologetically and let go of the other. He couldn't seem to stop grinning. The few claw marks on his back still stung, but he didn't mind those at all.
Joker glared begrudgedly at the satisfied mutt. The boy was like a dog in heat and didn't go easy on him at all. The last time Joker allowed someone to dominate him was decades ago with Grey, Commander of another Hell.
"But come on man, you know you loved it!" Tiger teased playfully, propping himself up on an elbow.
Joker groaned and buried his head under the nearest pillow. It was better to leave that question unanswered.
Of course the mutt wouldn't let him go back to sleep; ...