Author's Note: I had possibly one of the best Batman-related ideas ever a few months back: Have Jonathan put his fear toxin into cigarettes, and spread terror in Gotham through all the dark city's smokers. I was going to make millions selling it to DC Comics. Unfortunately, I read Batman: Dark Victory a few weeks later, and found that idea had already been published. You cannot imagine how pissed I was. But, I've come to terms with my loss, and am now using it as fan fiction material. Enjoy.
The Joker exhaled slowly, blowing a light gray smoke through pursed lips and out into the Gotham night. These new "fear cigarettes" of Crane's were great. And the concept had made sense, given the number of people in Gotham who smoked - including the good doctor and himself.
But we have the antidote already in our systems, and that's what separates us from them. Not that I needed to get those damn shots. But, since Jonny was the one "doctoring me up," ha-ha…
He looked down at the effeminate man sleeping on his front beside him, a corner of the bed sheets thrown across his smooth buttocks. Weighing at most one hundred-twenty pounds (though Joker often thought the number was much closer to ninety), Crane's body was the epitome of the expression "skin and bones." The Clown Prince of Crime ran his eyes along the wing-like shoulder blades, the accordion fold of the ribs, the knobs of the spine, the jutting shards of the pelvis…
Smirking, the clown took another drag off his "special" cigarette and turned Crane over onto his back very gently, so as not to wake him. Lightly he ran his fingertips through the curls of Jonathan's pubic hair. The doctor moaned and arched toward his fingers. Holding back giggles, Joker leaned forward, kneeling between his lover's waist now, and ran his tongue up Jonathan's chest. He sucked lightly on Crane's left nipple, and the doctor moaned and bit his lip. Feeling Jonathan's erection pressing into his belly, Joker mouthed his earlobe and whispered, "I can't continue unless you wake up, kitten love. I know you want to be awake for this…"
Crane's eyes snapped open; his lips trembled as he breathed, "Please…"
The Joker chuckled. "That's my boy."
Fin