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!
