"Y'know, for someone as pretty as you, you should have more common sense then to lie to a guy like me…"
He stated before slipping his fingers past the lining of her panties and pushed a finger into her without warning.
Elizabeth's eyes shot open as she pushed against his broad chest with her tiny hands.
"W-what are you-?" She didn't have a chance to finish her sentence before his mouth crashed over top of hers.
Stunned, she just laid there, heart pounding in her ears and nether regions growing more…moist.
The Joker bit down on her lower lip gently, trying to get her to open her mouth. She declined, trying to swivel her head away from him, with no avail. Snarling, he shoved another finger into her, causing her to cry out, giving him access to ravish every inch of her mouth.
Elizabeth felt like she was going to suffocate. The Joker was slowly torturously pumping the two digits inside of her, whilst sucking on her tongue. She loosed a mewl as he removed his fingers, only to slide them against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Breaking the kiss, a rumble escaped from his throat. He brought his gloved hand up to her face and laughed quietly. Separating his index finger and his thumb, Elizabeth felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment, as her wetness clung to him.
"For someone who's done this, ah before...you're pretty wet." He mused, bringing his fingers up to him mouth and licked off the clear slick liquid.
"Mmm…Tastes like a vir-gin…"
Elizabeth was mortified. "Y-you're Sick!" She whispered harshly, as her voice had failed her long ago.
Bad idea.
The Joker brought up his switchblade from seemingly nowhere, and held it to her mouth.
"I don't like being insulted." He threatened as he made a small nick on the side of her mouth. A light scream bubbled in her chest, threatening to break loose, but couldn't find a way out.
The feeling enraged her. She was so helpless and she couldn't fight back. Out of a mix of panic, rage, and fear…
She slapped him.
Really Bad Idea.
The joker kept a calm face as he got off of the girl. He slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled it off.
Then he folded it over and pulled his arm back
He didn't even flinch as he brought the belt down hard on her bruise.
The girl screamed as she recoiled in pain and jumped to one side of the couch, away from the madman.
He reeled his arm back once more and struck her again, earning another shrill cry.
"No!" She exclaimed as he brought the belt back down, this time on her arm; reopening a couple stitches she didn't know that she even had.
"You think that maybe after you finish your punishment, you'll be a good girl?"
Elizabeth shook her head frantically up and down.
"Please, S-stop! I'll be a good g-girl, no m-more please!" She pleaded, tears sliding down her face.
The Joker smacked his scarred lips together.
"And what did I say about the, uh… the crying?" He asked impatiently. She nodded and wiped them from her face.
The smile was quickly returned to his face as he clasped his hands together.
"There, now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" He teased cruelly, dropping his belt on the floor next to his over coat.
Holding her hand over her mouth and clearing her throat, trying her very best not to cry, Elizabeth shook her head 'no' and closed her eyes. If he was gonna do his worst, she didn't want to see it.
She heard a high-pitched cackle from him and felt the couch move as he seated himself.
"E-lizabeth."
He called in a mock soft tone.
"Look at me." He said a little more forcefully.
She still refused to open her eyes.
"LOOK AT ME." The Joker roared.
Startled, Elizabeth's eyes sprang open to meet his gaze.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way." He said causally as he draped his arm over the back of the couch, his hand resting on her shoulder. She winced.
"But to be truthful doll face, I'm getting annoyed. Like I said, I'm not a very patient man-ah."
Elizabeth nodded slowly, but a tear escaped her right eye. Her eyes grew even wider as she swiped the tear away, and began to shake. "I-I'm sorry!" She pleaded, in almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to, I'm trying to be a good girl, I promise.."
"Please, please don't stab me." She thought as a nauseous feeling swept over her.
The Joker sighed and ran his fingers through his blonde/green locks.
He knew from reading what she had written, there was a vixen inside of this woman that he was determined to let out. The only problem was, he couldn't get past the wall she had built.
This frustrated him.
He was the Joker for fuck's sake! If he could turn the entire city of Gotham upside-down in less than a week, then by god, he should be able to seduce a girl; a virgin, for that matter.
He was brought back to reality when he heard a sharp inhale.
His eyes immediately went to Elizabeth. She was messing with the stitches that he had opened on her arm.
"Don't mess with them, you'll get an infection…and then you'll have to have your arm cut off."
He laughed as he pulled her into him, making her lie on his flat and lightly muscled torso. With nowhere else to really go, and mostly fearing for her life, Elizabeth rested her head on the crook of his neck. He smelled of gasoline and iron…and something muskier, but she couldn't really place it.
Out of exhaustion, it was actually kind of nice to be in someone's arms… Even if it was a homicidal maniac's…almost. Out of frustration, she let out a long sigh, and then took a deep breath; breathing in more of his scent.
The Joker brought his arms to grip her sides once more. She quietly inhaled a short breath. Elizabeth could almost hear him smile as he began to run his hands over her sides and back. She began to relax a little.
"Well?" She thought. "At least I'm not dying a virgin…"
The Joker listened to the girls breathing gradually began to slow and he could feel how calm she was becoming.
Ah, Bingo, now he was getting somewhere…Virgins, they were nice..because in this day and age, they knew enough about sex and pleasing a man to not be too much of a headache, but they were the innocent enough that every little thing that you did was amplified…and it made the Joker feel like a king.
With that thought in mind, the Joker pulled off his gloves and dropped them over the belt and overcoat. Hungry to feel warmth, he slipped his hands through the hospital gown and caressed her breasts.
He felt her tense, then shake her head, almost as if to remind herself that she wasn't in control.
Smart girl.
** :D okay….i'm an ass, still no sex, but it's progressing smoothly ^_^ another part tomorrow, I still have ACT prep and I gotta host anime club (NERD) XD I Love you my little lemon-drops 3 THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS, THEY HELP KEEP ME MOTIVATED 3
