The Joker and the Thief and the Knight
Post TDK
Chapter 1: The Clown Prince of Crime
Imagine, if you will, a room and not just any room but a room decorated completely in green and purple. The walls, the sheets, the pillows, the rugs; all purple and green hues. A large bed with bed sheets the same color scheme stated above presses up against a green and purple striped wall and sheer green and purple curtains adorn the windows, closed tight just in case of super-human passers-by that might by chance fly up to the 45th floor and take a peek. All necessary precautions were taken. Arkham Asylum was a place that no man should ever have to visit once never mind twice. Spending another year at the asylum simply did not fit into the Joker's plans. And he was a man with a plan if nothing else.
Suddenly, the peace and quiet of the room is disturbed when a purple gloved hand appears around the doorjamb and throws the door open wide exposes the gruesome and haunting visage of the Joker's scarred complexion. A knife rested comfortably in his right and remained there as he reached up his hand to brush a stray strand of his green locks out of his pale face. A pink tongue darted out from behind his ruby red lips and just quickly disappeared. His eyes, feral and dark, darted across the room, examining everything. Once he was satisfied that nothing was out of place he stepped inside.
"Bring her on in, boys." He said, putting unnecessary emphasis on his words. Several men with clown masks firmly affixed to their faces entered the room dragging a girl in with them. She lay limp in their arms and her red hair obscured any view of her face. "Just ahh, drop her off on the bed and ahh, skedaddle. Get my drift?" The Joker said with a wink as he licked his lips again. The clowns carelessly tossed the girl onto the bed and watched as her limp form bounced on the mattress. The Joker chuckled and brushed another lock of green, greasy hair from his face using the tip of the blade he held in his hand. He didn't even bother to wait for audible click of the door closing shut before he started to walk towards the bed. He twitched almost nervously as he did so and that pink tongue of his darted out again and again to moisten his lips.
The red-head girl stirred on the bed and moaned with pain as the Joker stalked closer until finally reaching the bed. He pulled off his purple suit jacket and dropped it without heed onto the purple plush carpet. "Sshshshshshsh." He crooned as the girl moaned again. He stroked her cheek with his gloved hand and gently cradled her head in his lap while crooning to her in soft, dulcet tones unexpected from a psychotic criminal of his caliber. When the girl finally awoke she found herself staring up into the horrifying face of the Clown Prince of Crime. She opened her mouth wide as if to scream but instead only yawned and rubbed the back of her head with a grimace.
"Jesus, Joker. You had me scared for a minute there. I thought you had left to me to rob the damn bank all by myself." She said with a sly grin and she sat up carefully and settled herself onto the Prince's lap.
'Joker' chuckled and stroked the girl's hair out of her face. "Aw come now, a little faith here please. Daddy will take care of ya." He kissed her forehead and buried his painted face into her hair, inhaling her scent. "Not a bad idea though, little girl. Might be fun to ahhh, see how ya do on your own." He pulled his face away leaving sticky trails of white and black paint in the girl's hair. She made a face and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Aaw J, you got all your paint in my hair." She said with a pout. "Can't you just take it off? You're not working and we're all alone." She said, lowering her voice to a rough whisper. She reached up, intending to wipe the paint away from his paint but was immediately brought to a halt when a gloved hand slapped her across the face hard, leaving her breathless and aroused from the pain.
"I will not," The Joker put particular emphasis on the last word before continuing. "take it off. So, you're just 'gonna have to suck it up and deal with it girly. Got a problem? Too bad." He said, leering at her. Despite the perpetual grin on his face the Joker was no longer smiling. When he didn't receive an answer the Joker grabbed the girl by the neck and threw her down against the bed and straddled her. His 'victim' struggled to put a terrified look on her face and fought feebly against him. I have to make this good for him, she thought, this is for him.
The Joker pressed his red-stained lips against the girl's own and explored her mouth with his tongue; it darted in and out of her mouth and stroked and probed the hidden caverns within. His teeth nipped at her lower lip and he slowly dragged his mouth away from hers and down the arch of her neck leaving a smear of red in his wake. He sucked and teased at the skin of her neck and the girl struggled to hold back a moan. A fierce growl erupted from the Joker's throat as he ripped her shirt away from her body. Still her bra remained in his way. With one quick slice of his blade the bra fell to the floor leaving the girl's breasts exposed. His gloves were off now as he gently traced the knife across her pale skin before viciously carving his initial into her skin. A sharp cry of pain passed the girl's lips but soon turned to ecstasy when her lover bent his head and lapped up the blood with his tongue. She moaned and clutched tightly at the Joker's shoulders as he chuckled into her skin and continued to suck and tease at her skin, slowly working his way towards her breasts.
Finally, his painted lips closed over her nipple and the girl bucked her hips with the pleasure, pressing her womanly parts up against the growing bulge in his pants. Another growl emanated from deep within the Joker's chest and he bit down hard, his mouth still covering the tight bud of her nipple. Again she cried out and dug her fingers deep into his shoulders. She frantically struggled to pull away the fabric that covered his skin and first ripped off his vest and then his shirt revealing his bare chest and arms. His clothing, reeking of gasoline and sweat, floated gently to the floor and the girl stared mesmerized at the sight of the Prince's slightly furred chest. She ran her fingers gently through the curly blonde wisps of hair that decorated his chest and rained kisses onto his skin, torturing him with the same attentions he had been giving her. Just as her mouth closed over his nipple he pushed her back down against the bed and held her there in his firm grip. She grinned and arched her back again to press her hips up against his. The Joker growled and removed one hand to unbutton her jeans, rip off her panties and fling both the garments aside.
The girl wriggled one hand free from his grip and roughly pulled down the zipper of his pants before pulling them down along with his boxers as far as she could. The Joker kicked off the rest of his clothes and released her other hand in order to roam the rest of her body. He kissed her stomach and squeezed the skin at her hips. When he straightened up to move to a more comfortable position the girl sat up as well and slipped his now completely erect cock into her mouth. She could feel his hand dig into her back as she flicked her tongue over the tip of his penis and then ran it all the way down his shaft. She sucked hard on his length and tasted his pre-cum in her mouth, salty and thick. His hands roughly pushed her away and back down against the bed. The girl licked her lips just before the Joker's hand came back down on her breasts, squeezing and pinching at her nipples. She moaned and his mouth covered hers again, his tongue outlining her lips and his teeth nipping at her own tongue. She could feel his finger start to probe inside her and she moaned against his mouth, her breath tickling his skin. He pushed one finger into her, probing her soft folds. Just as she was about to climax he removed his finger and shoved his cock into her right up to the hilt.
She screamed with pleasure as he continued to thrust deep into her. She could feel his cock quivering inside of her and burst with the pleasure of it, the Joker exploded along with her; his sticky, hot cum coating her insides and making her melt. He collapsed on top of her and entangled his fingers into her hair. "Now, didn't I say Daddy would always take care of ya?"
