"So Batsy is the chair comfy enough for you? Need a drink, some snacks perhaps?" chuckled the Joker as he rubbed Batman's shoulders. Batman jerked in the chair he was tied to. How the hell did the Joker even get the drop on him anyway? He had just cornered the Joker; he had him in his grasp when he was suddenly struck from behind with something heavy and blunt. It must've been Harley Quinn and her hammer. Either way he was at the Joker's mercy, tied up and when he shifted to go for his belt it was gone. He noticed it lying on a table on the other side of the room. "Boy you sure are tense," giggled the clown.
"Don't touch me!" growled the Bat as he shoved the madman a bit. Joker backed off but came into Batman's view still smiling.
"Oh Batman, got your tights in a bunch? Well lighten up darling; we got a bit of time before your little birdies come looking for ya and I intend to enjoy it."
"What do you want Joker?" Batman had stopped the Joker's plot to blow the Gotham Bridge, while Gordon and his men tried to locate and deactivate the bombs the Batman went after the clown himself. As the knight mused this the Joker let out a series of chuckles, breaking the hero's concentration.
"Are you sore because my little Harley girl managed to get the drop on you? Oh you should've been awake to see it all those neat explosions and fireworks blow Gordy and the GCPD to smithereens!"
Batman was seething in anger, threatening to break the ropes that held him. The Joker just laughed and patted the bat's head. "I'm only joking Batsy, clown's honor. I'll let you in on a little secret though Bat-babe," smiled the Joker as the Batman physically let know that he had calmed down. The jester slipped in and straddled his knight; he ghosted his red lips beside where the bat's ear would be under the cowl. "There were no bombs."
Bruce stared up at the Joker's intense bright green eyes that glistened in the moon lit room. "What… did you just say?"
"Don't get me wrong it would've been amusing to blow up all those people in a giant fireball of fun but that's not what I had in mind for tonight. You see for weeks you've been so preoccupied catching those other losers that I never got to see you. Can you imagine how I felt when I read in the newspaper that the weed got busted by you? Or Hatty, or the Scardey-crow, hell even Eddie got your attention last week! So I staged a big prank to get your attention." When Batman made no attempt to respond the madman continued. "I mean can you blame me Batsy darling? I just wanted your attention," the Joker said with pouted lips as he batted his eyelashes.
This whole display just fueled the detective's stunned annoyance. He would be so livid if he wasn't so thrown off by the Joker attempting to seem innocent. It just didn't fit; it was like tying a bright pink bow onto a vicious animal. "So let me get this straight, you did all this just to get me alone? That's it? What do you plan on doing to me Joker? Take my mask off and shoot me?"
"Heh, I thought you knew me by now darling. I don't wanna kill you, especially in that lackluster way you described."
"Then what do you want?" growled the bat.
The Joker grew silent and pressed himself harder into his knight. Batman had nearly forgotten how close the madman was until he felt that lithe body against the ropes and suit. The clown crashed his lips against Batman's. At first he struggled and tried to get away, but the ropes kept him in place. Those blood red lips against his, his tongue breaching Bruce's defenses and dancing against his own. The slight taste of blood that shocked his senses as the Joker bit onto his bottom lip. It all stirred a primal need within him as he began to accept the lunatic and reciprocate the passion. Eventually the Joker separated from the kiss and was breathing hard, returning much needed air back into his lungs. Once he settled himself he just smiled as he gazed into the blue eyes that peered through the dark shroud that was the cowl. It was dark but the Joker could have sworn those fierce and cold eyes were glazed over with lust.
"What I want is to show you that it's not all games with me. That there are things I would enjoy doing with you other than beating each other's heads senselessly. Hehehe, pun intended of course. And I know you would like to do it too. So what do you say big guy?" Joker grinded against Batman's lap hard, he wanted his beloved bat to feel every thrust underneath that suit of his. He felt his knight squirming against the ropes, wanting to be free and engage. Just as they reconnected a sound broke through the symphony of grunts and moans playing through the quiet room.
The Joker reluctantly ripped himself away from Batman as he answered his cellphone. "What is it!?"
"Puddin' we got birdbrains coming in fast!"
"What rotten luck! Oh well thanks for the heads up," he sighed as he closed the phone. He got off Batman, adjusted his suit and turned to face him. "It's been fun Batsy, but unfortunately your little birdies are butting in our haha time." Just as he was about to leave Batman called out to him.
"Joker…" said clown met eyes with his tied up and beloved hero. "I will find you," said Batman in a low growl. It was meant as a threat but didn't sound like it at all. To the Joker it sounded like a declaration, a dark promise that this sensuous and violent dance will continue another night.
"I'm counting on it," smiled the Joker as he escaped into the dark, leaving Batman alone and tied up.