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*Joker- part 2

The buzz was going all around the school, traveling like a wild fire to anyone that would listen.

The Joker had escaped Arkham Asylum.

It traveled so fast that most of the students knew about it even before their first class of the day. With news like that, you could almost feel the nerves, and unease, in the air. Well around all but one student, Miss Kagome Higurashi was nervous for a different set of reasons, but if she were being truly honest to herself she would say she was excited.

After their last meeting, that first and last kiss had been seared into her memories, playing over and over. But that had been almost seven months ago and as much as it pained her to think about, he probably forgot all about her by now. She had done quite a bit in that seven month time span; moved to an apartment off campus (though still close enough to walk to), got a night job as a waitress at a bar, and only had a few more classes to take to earn her Bachelor's degree in history.

So needless to say the first few days after hearing the news she was eager, then a week went by and with it her excitement fell, then a few more weeks went by. After a few days of sadness she just moved the thought of him to the back of her mind. Surly he had forgotten about the strange, Asian, girl that he kissed on the train.

Two months had gone by since his escape and she had finally gotten her mind back on track. Coming home from a late night at work she opens her apartment door, taking off her coat and shoes, leaving her in her uniform short skirt and tank, she walks into the dark kitchen. Opening the fridge she gets a bottle of water and starts to open the lid when a voice interrupts her.

"Aren't you going to ask if I would like a drink?"

Kagome jumps slightly, hand to her chest as her other hand flips on the light switch. With the lights flooding the room she sees him sitting calmly at her kitchen table, a smile on his lips as his eyes trail over her form. She smiles at him before opening the fridge and getting another bottle out, walking calmly over to the table she places the bottle in front of him.

"Hello again Mr. Joker."

He catches her fingers before she can completely pull her hand away, "Now, now, I thought I told you it was just Joker to you?"

"Yes," she sits down in the seat next to him, her hand still in his, "I apologize, I wasn't sure if you still felt that close to me."

"Why would I not?"

She looks down guiltily, "I thought that you might have forgotten about me."

He pulls her hand to get her to look up at him, "Trust me, I won't ever be able to forget about you, you said I was funny. It just took some time to find you but now that I have found what I want I don't plan on letting you go. I want you to see just how funny I can be."

Kagome smiles, "Oh, I look forward to that."

His smile widens, "Good, now what do you say about sealing this deal the proper way." He jerks her hand pulling for forward, his lips finding hers in the motion as she falls into his lap. Warm hands work their way around her waist as her own come up around his shoulders. The kiss just as searing and toe curling as the one from before, only this time it didn't have to be cut short.

One of his hands moves up to tangle her hair pulling her more tightly to him, being forceful enough to make her moan against his lips. He uses that opportunity to thrust his tongue inside dominating her entirely.

Moaning again at his actions she slides her hands up to play in his hair as she slides further up into his lap. Pushing herself flush against him she moans as one of his hands come down to grip her ass and pull her hips more tightly into his own.

She sighs against his lips, "Oh, I've been waiting nine long months dreaming of this."

He slides his other hand, both gripping her tight against him, "You've been dreaming of this have you?"

"Well, yes." She looks down at his shirt, "After the train I had hoped you would find me."

Using both hands he turns her head to look at him, "After the train there wasn't anyone who could stop me from finding you." Sliding his hands back down again he smirks up at her, "Now, why don't you show me all of the things you dreamed about."

She smiles at him before sliding a hand to the back of his neck and pulls him up to meet her in another set of kisses, "If you insist."

~lemon time~

He moans into her as this time she goes about exploring his mouth with her tongue. All the while her hands are undoing the buttons on his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders. His hands had changed from griping her ass to pulling her tank top off and tossing it who knows where as he goes about doing the same with her bra.

Breaking the kiss he looks down at her with a smile, "Now this is almost what I've been thinking about for nine months."

"Almost?"

His smile gets wider, "Oh I'm not done yet." He drags his teeth over one of her beady nipples, "We're just getting started, Ka-go-me," emphasizing his words with more bites to her chest before bringing a hand up to tease her as well.

Lowering his other hand he begins to slide it up her thigh and under her skirt chuckling against her skin he runs his thumb over her already soaking panties, "So wet for me already and we're just barely starting, you must really have been dreaming about this." Sliding his thumb further up and down he chuckles as she moans above him.

Pulling him back up to meet her in another kiss one hand glides down his body to the button on his pants, stopping only to moan again as he slides a finger inside her core. She causes him to moan when her hips automatically thrust into his finger causing him to quickly retaliate by adding another finger.

Finally getting the button and zipper undone she leans back enough to release his hard member from its confines. He watches her bite her lip while looking down at him, but before he can say anything, she runs both hand up and down his cock causing him to thrust up to her.

Smiling she locks eyes with him, "Gods, I want you."

Removing his fingers he pulls her flush against him again as his cock slides along her core, "Good because you are mine." Sliding his hips again for more emphasis.

Moaning she grips his shoulders, "then take me to bed and claim me."

He stands holding her by her thighs as he continues to rub against her, "Oh I'm gonna claim you alright but the bed will have to wait. I want you now." Setting her on the table, and pushing her back, he makes quick work on her skirt and panties as well as his own remaining clothes.

Looking down he locks eyes with her before quickly thrusting himself up deep into her core. Moaning she holds on to he sides of the table as he sets a hard, fast, pace thrusting in and almost pulling all the way out before thrusting back again.

Bringing one hand up to grab her face he makes her look at him, "Tell me what you want."

"You. Only you."

"And what do you want me to do."

"Claim me." She moans out a bit louder.

He chuckles again, "How do you want me to claim you pet?"

She can't manage to reply between her moans and labored breathing, this causes him to give a particularly hard thrust and then stop.

"No! Please don't stop!"

"Then answer the question. How do you want me to claim you?"

She brings her hands up to his hips in the hopes to get him to move again, "Hard. I want you to claim me hard and fast." Moaning when he starts moving again.

"Good pet. Tell me what else you want from me."

"You. I want all of you." Moaning as he moves her hips off the table, "Gods! I want you to fuck me and make me yours. Please more!"

Clearly liking that answer the most he drives faster and deeper into her, until she can't do anything but moan and call his name. Feeling her begin to quiver around him he pushes himself to an instinctual speed, thrusting into her until he feels himself coming undone. Pushing himself further he moans as he explodes inside her, still thrusting until he feels her clinch him in her own orgasm. He was in such a high that he almost didn't hear her call out his name nor did he notice that he called out her own.

Both watch each other as their breathing become normal once more, he lets his eyes trail her body once more before his signature smile is in place again."

"Now, which door is your bedroom?"

I'm a terrible person and I know it. TTYL J

Also jumpingmanatee you and your stories are a godsend for writers block.