Title: Rough
Chapter: Oneshot
Type: Drabble
Rating: PG-13
Category: The Dark Knight
Pairing: Batman X The JokerSummary: Batman goes to visit The Joker in Arkham. They do a little more then talk.
Warning: Hint of Male to Male contact.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Offer:Created for the '12 days of Xmas fic challenge. Issued by: T.D. against D.. Accepted.
The Joker gave a small smile as I pulled him up. It seemed that he was surprised to see me here, in the room, with himself.
I gave a small smile under that mask, allowing the small smirk to make him a little more then uncomfortable. "Happy to see me?" I asked him.
He gave a small quill and coo, "Yeah…" He breathed out.
I pushed him back and he hit the padded wall. I gave a small shudder as he gave a groan as his body slid down the wall. "I love it when you get rough." He said, his voice slightly aggressive.
I moved over to him, "Then I'll keep doing it." I brought his body up, kneeing him onto the wall and then letting him fall to the ground again. This time, he didn't have the breath to say anything.
My body moved down in front of him and gave a small sigh, "You're looking good." I pulled his hair back, violently getting him to shake from the force of pain.
He seemed to obey though once I did so.
I brought my mouth up to his own, letting then come to rest on the other and then deepening it with my own tongue, stuffing it's way into his mouth.
He tried to pull away, yet with my hands on his shoulder's, I was able to tighten by grip on him and ease him into submission.
His body went limp, and I knew that I had managed to win somehow. I liked it. I liked the power that I was holding over him. I sort of felt that this was really the only way that I could over power him, without killing him. Plus, with the latest lust I was holding for the man, it didn't really bother me.
"Wait!" He shrieked out as I pulled his shirt over his head, and his pants down. Since he was now in Arkham's latest attire, he was really easy to get naked.
My actions stopped and I looked at him, "What?" I hissed out.
"I--I don't want them to see…." He seemed to lick his lips, then gave a small smile, "I don't want anyone to--well--you know…" He gave a sort of look to me. His face going back, and forcing a hinting smile on his lips, "YOU--" He said, then tried to cover his face as I tried to slap him.
"No!No! Really! Stop!" He laughed when I began to hit him in the side.
"Why would you care now?" I asked him.
"Because we're in a room, that everyone has access to, and you wanna fuck me." He looked at me, "You wanna do it, right here."
"Yeah…" I told him, straight up.
He gave a smile, "Hahaha…." He said, then widened his cut up face, "Help me get out of here, and we can do it all day, in the privacy of a home." He smiled, "Or apartment."
I let my face smile now. This was a little twist today. I smiled down at him, "NO." I shook my head at him, "But nice try." I then leaned down, letting my lips come across his face, and then his lips. "Let's just do it."
For all of the thinking I could do at the moment though, it was a nice thought to know that if I had broken him out, then we could be together. Perhaps, over time, as normal people.
The end.
-6:26 AM
-6:47 AM 12/9/08
-TheLustofKilling
Love the waves of symphony.
Love the wind against your back.
Love, the sick, and hated on.
And Love the cuts down your back.
