Bruce caught up to the Joker just as the moon was starting to set. He laughed as Bruce pulled him into his arms from behind. "Uh, wow Batsy. Did you miss me?" Instead of answering, he spun Joker around and covered his mouth with his own, crushing and bruising and ravaging. When he pulled away for air, Joker licked his lips and grinned. "So you did miss me! I knew it! Thats okay honey, I missed you too." Batman grimaced and then kissed him again, reacquainting himself with the feel of the other's scars. Joker smacked him hard across the face, and Bruce stumbled back. "What the hell was that for?" Joker shrugged. "Felt like it." A low growl escaped Bruce's throat. "Can we say abusive?" Joker's scars stretched upwards with his smile. "We can, but we don't want to." Bruce sighed. "Just –come here." Obediently, he walked into Bruce's outstretched arms. Their lips met again and the ally was filled with the sounds of harsh breath and lustful moans.
Bruce kinda reminded me of a little lost puppy in this chapter, desperate for his master's love. Or... I don't know. Whatev. I'm listening to 3oh!3. You have them to thank for this, they gave me my Muse!
Not mine. Standard disclaimer and all that chiz