After countless hours of panting, scratching, hair pulling and screaming each other's names. Sarah had settled into a deep sleep with the Joker watching her intently. Since sleeping wasn't really his nature, he had taken up watching her. His hand was wrapped tightly around her waist and her back was pressed firmly against his chest. He began to absently play with her long slender fingers, amusing himself as they flopped delicately against his. He wanted her to open her smoky blue grey eyes, she wasn't fun when she was sleeping though before she was very entertaining. Having sex with Sarah was one of the best experiences of his life next to fighting Batsy of course. She was like a infuriated kitten, all scratching and hair pulling as usual. It didn't help that she liked to have the control either, they fought by trying to straddle one another and dominating the kisses although of course he won. She clawed at his back and tried to bite any of his skin she could break into. Though what did he expect? She was feisty and he admired her for it.

He could just imagine breaking her fingers but he wouldn't, not his new play toy. For now and forever he had laid claim to her, he had made her his and she welcomed it. He wanted her awake, he wanted to have her again and make her scream his name. He smacked his lips together and gave her hair a light tug. 'Nnn' she mumbled while stirring. The Joker had a mischievous smirk on his face. He tugged her hair again only harsher and Sarah sat up instantly and glared at him through sleepy eyes.

'you just couldn't let me sleep, could you?' she growled, crossing her arms.

The Joker laughed at her 'your more fun when your awake' he sang sung especially when were having sex he thought silently.

He pulled her closer to him and Sarah was hesitant at first and then let herself be pressed into his chest. She looked up at him with a saucy smile on her face 'Any particular reason why you want me awake so badly?' she said seductively. She knew what he wanted.

The Joker put both hands on her face and kissed her roughly, he pulled back a second to speak. 'you'll ruin me, ya know that' he giggled.

'I know' she said cheerfully and then pulled him in for another kiss. She licked the inside of one of his scars and he clenched her hip forcefully. She moaned loudly as his fingers stroked the small of her back. He had started to lay kisses on her neck and shoulder blade. Sarah had to stop herself from her eyes rolling. She breathed heavily and let him get inside her again.

After several hours again, the sun was streaming in through the window. Sarah's eyes began to flutter open and she rubbed them tiredly. She propped herself up on her eldow and took a curious look around the room. She was surprised by how nice it was, it looked realtively normal with a drawer and not much else really though the telling sign that she was in fact the Joker's bedroom was the plum wall colour. Sarah bit back a giggle and turned to the other side of the bed. There sat the Joker fast asleep, his arms and legs splayed out between the sheets. He looked severely dishevelled and Sarah had to admit it was fucking sexy. She sighed as she lay back on the bed next to him though it was quite a struggle with the Joker taking up much of the bed. 'How did this happen. Again' she asked herself.

The Joker cracked one eye open and looked darkly at her 'ya know, speaking to yourself is the first sign of craziness' he said with a smirk.

Sarah resisted the urge to stick her tongue at him 'maybe I am. After all I should be if I'm sleeping with you' she said teasingly.

The Joker eyebrows raised comically 'three times and counting too, are we gonna have a morning quickie while were at it?' he quipped.

Sarah rolled her eyes and smiled 'you are so arrogant' she shook her head.

'and you are too delicious for your own good' he said huskily.

Sarah shot up knowing what might occur again 'I need to take a shower' she moaned 'considering your make up is nearly all off your face, I'm thinking it's all on me' she gave him a pointed look.

The Joker rolled on his side 'take a shower then. The bathroom's through that door' his eyes went to the door, Sarah got up and strutted towards it.

She began to smile naughtily thinking that what she was about to do was very dangerous but she didn't care 'your always welcome to join me' she called. The Joker smirked and walked to the door before she slammed it in his face.

'Too late'

The Joker leaned on the door frame 'ya know, if I didn't like you so much. I'd kill you' His lips twitched and he started to hear the noise of the shower. He half danced his way back to his bed to wait for her.

After nearly ten minutes, Sarah opened the door with a towel wrapped around her 'Is this how you treat all your hostages or am I just special?' she grinned.

The Joker chuckled 'Well your fun for starters' smart, beautiful, witty, fiesty he thought in his head 'and there's alotta potential in you. All that you uh gotta do is loosen up and invite the chaos that your so badly ah craving' he said darkly.

Sarah thought about it for a moment. She went over to him and wriggled closer to him 'then you'll teach me?' she said excitedly. She had given in, she had given into his rules or rather loss of rules and leaving behind all that she knew.

The Joker widened his eyes in shock before he made his eyes unreadable again 'who better to teach you?' one of his hands stroked her wet shoulder and he cocked his head to the side.

'Well what are we waiting for?' she jumped out of the bed 'wait I need some clothes' she turned on her heel to search for her dress. She walked to the other side of the bed and gasped as she witnessed silky fabric lying in shreds. She held some of it up in horror 'what did you do to it' He could tell she was angry with her narrowing her eyes at him and her tone coming out accusingly.

A smirk grew on his face at her temper flaring up, damn she was sexy when she was angry. He relished it 'It wouldn't come off' he shrugged. He pranced off the bed and began to put on his pants with Sarah watching him.

Sarah turned back to some of the navy fabric and pouted sadly. It was her beloved Armani dress that had nearly shattered her bank account when she bought it. It just looked so lovely though and she had to get it. Now he had destroyed it. Just as he began to put his braces over his shirt, Sarah marched up to him and tapped his back. He groaned and turned around to face her. 'I want you to take me to my apartment so I can get some clothes' she said with her hands on her hips.

The Joker reached for his waistcoat that was lying conveniently on the end of the bed 'since when did you start giving the orders?, you're my prisoner remember' he poked her chest and Sarah huffed at him.

'Please' she smiled as nicely as she could.

The Joker rolled his eyes and grinned 'you can't go home yet' he stated with a mocking smile 'the police will be all over your fancy apartment' he tsked.

Sarah frowned 'I need some clothes though' she began to shiver and wrapped her arms around herself. Her hair was still wet and it was dripping down her back.

The Joker ignored her and paced over to a drawer. He started rummaging through it when he found what he was he was looking for. He looked in her direction and tossed some clothes at her. She looked at the shirt that was the exact same as his and some blue boxers. She held up the boxers 'I hope these are yours cos I am defiantly not wearing anyone's else's' It actually sounded quite sweet when she thought about it, in a way it was like she was declaring she belonged to him and really she was however much she denied it.

The Joker gave her a true smile, he had taken her words into meaning too 'of course they are' he almost laughed at how endearing she was.

She shrugged out of the towel and started to put the shirt on, it was obviously too big for her with the way it fell to her lower thighs. She gave one last look to the Joker who was rocking back on his heels as she put the boxers on grudgingly.

He whistled at her, admiring his clothes or lack thereof on her 'do a twirl' he said humorously. Sarah rolled her eyes and twirled gracefully.

She bounced over to him 'so what are we going to do today?' she asked eagerly.

The Joker knew she wasn't gonna like this and he put his hand on the back of his head with a lazy smile 'you have to stay here today. I have some important business to attend to' he looked at her reaction.

'Fine' she said flatly, she wasn't gonna go out in the Joker's hand me downs. He was a little bit surprised by her reaction though she was unpredictable and that was one of the things he adored about her even though he hated adoring her in the first place. It left weird feelings in the pit of his stomach that he tried to push down but they kept creeping back up.

He looked down at her with a slight frown and kissed the top of her head lightly 'I'll get you some clothes so we can have some fun' he offered deliciously. His tongue darted out to lick his right scar. Sarah noticed his behavioural patterns, he was most definately bipolar and possibly schizophrenic with the way he changed rapidly. One minute he could be gentle and affectinate and the next he could be cruel and dangerous. She couldn't decide which one looked best on him though the gentle side was probably fake to sweet talk her into becoming what she thought was evil. The tables have truly turned.

Sarah twisted some of her half dry strands playfully 'I'll wait' she said. The Joker patted her hair dotingly before he went out the door. Sarah flew back on his bed 'now for something to do' she said softly. Before the thought popped into her mind, she had closed her eyes and started to drift into a deep slumber.