Author's Note: I, Joker'sOnlyFear, self-appointed Queen of Joker/Crane Homosexuality (let me know whether or not you think I am truly deserving of that title), have returned from Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital! (That's the hospital from House M.D., in case you didn't know.) This is just a little - okay, a very lengthy - experimentation, not sure if I can truly classify it as free-verse poetry or not. From Jonathan's POV (but I know you'd have figured that out anyways), in the second person, or "you." The fully-italicized lines are interpreted as Crane and Joker speaking - you'll be able to figure out which is which.


Pleasure

Red scarred lips travel up

Up and up and up

Skimming their way up along the inside of one snowy thigh

To a place of unbearable torridity

Sensually moist

His hot breath pulses in time with it

Warms it further

Unconsciously you hold your breath

Anticipating

Ohhh yesssssssssssssssss. . .

Slow wet sucking

Your hypnotic eyes flutter shut

A moan falls from your lips

Perspiration coats your skin

Yet icy chills circle each other up and around your spine

His naughty tongue wraps itself around your shaft

Tugs harder

Testing you

You squeal with arousal

The taunts are nearly too much

All too soon he removes his mouth

Licks the semen from his lips

But he is far from finished

He sneaks his way up and over you

Deliciously catlike

Calloused hands slide under your lower back

Teasing your cute little ass

And then he is inside you

Thrusting

Hot and hard

Yet gentle

Just the way you like it

You surrender yourself to him

Forever his dirty little bitch

Gasping

Your eyes are open now

Remarkable blue staring up into depthless brown

Your spider-legged hands tighten upon his rippling biceps

Jagged fingernails digging in

Crimson blossoms up around them

The skin not quite yet broken

Charcoaled eyes fall shut

His neck arches

Lifts his chin

Growls with pleasure at the pain

You enjoy letting your claws grow long

Uneven

And he likes them too

He grinds down faster

Panting

Sweating

Experimenting

Eagerly awaiting your reaction

You arch

Moaning

Mewling

His little sex kitten

He makes you beg for more

Teasing you gently

You don't caution him to go easy

Because you don't have to

He's had ample opportunities to realize the difference after all

Your fingers tangle themselves in his oily emerald hair

He steals your lips and makes them his own

Your tongues intertwine

Exploring

Tasting each other

Devouring

Never able to get enough

Warm chocolate brownies smothering cool fresh peppermint

Polar opposites

Each yet complimenting the other

Blending together perfectly

Thrilling each other with you pleasure

Your desire

Your lust

Your love

Hearts beating fast

You breathe each other's breath

No longer two souls

But one

Each finding comfort in the other

From this city so dark and strange

A metropolis even more insane and twisted than either of you are

But each of you - okay, maybe only the clown - is more than capable of dominating it

But from within his arms you feel you could take on the world

Tears of unnamable emotion and longing spill from your eyes

Twin pearls flowing down your cheeks

He kisses them away tenderly

Ssh. . .

I'm here. . .

His name sighs in response from your trembling lips

Ohhh Joker. . .

END


I was like half-asleep when I wrote this last night, okay! That's mostly why it's extremely out-of-character. I should probably just stick with stories from now on - poetry has never really been my strong suit. I'm still not very confident that it's any good - so please review! Your comments are always greatly appreciated!