This update took longer than usual, sorry about that but stuff simply kept getting in the way and I really didn't want to publish something I wasn't happy with. I'm never really happy, but you know what I mean ;)
Anyways, happy reading!
Two weeks later
Joker's PoV
The amount of stress he had gone through since she almost died, again, still took a toll on him. Sleep was nothing more than a taunting illusion these days, swiftly inching out of his grasp every time he came close to it.
He would pass out from exhaustion sometimes, only to stir awake 30 minutes later feeling even more tired than before. There was nothing to do about it though, just the thought of lying down in a quiet room with his eyes closed had him heavy with anxiety.
His knuckles turned white as he clenched the steering wheel. He couldn't find Antonio, and he didn't want anything more than to watch that rat twitch and struggle in a deep puddle of his own thick, crimson liquid..
Another heavy desire of his was to drive to the doc's house and see Freya as Ben had informed him that she was back to her old self again.
The problem was that he honestly feared seeing her, he feared that he wouldn't be able to resist aiming all of his burning rage right at her. Because when it came down to it, most of his current torment could be blamed on her.
He had always thought that losing control of yourself was far beneath him, but if anyone could bring him over the edge it was definitely her and it bothered him how much he longed for it.
Freya.. His grip of the steering wheel softened as he closed his eyes and thought about her, he allowed himself a few minutes of fantasizing while absentmindedly tugging at the fabric of his jeans. Finally he let out an exasperated sigh as he started the car and made a u-turn, visiting the doc's house was long overdue.
He ittied over to the white front door and rang the doorbell repeatedly until someone opened it.
"Je-sus, Anne, you know how many times I rang the bell? 18!" the Joker grouched as he stepped into the hallway.
"I-I'm sorry.." she stuttered, looking as fragile as always, as if it would take no more than a hard breeze to have her disintegrating into the air.
"I'm an im-pa-tient man." He rasped and walked past her fragile figure into the kitchen.
"She's upstairs." Anne's frail voice informed him, he immediately turned on his heels and went for the stairs in the hallway. The wooden steps creaked under his feet, he wet his lips and ran a hand through his locks while trying to ignore the fire that was burning under his skin already.
She slept laying on her side in the luxurious king size bed, the bottom half of her body hidden under the white covers but the other half had his breath momentarily caught in his throat at the sight of it.
She wore a white, thin tank top that was seemingly a size or two too small for her, showing off a great deal of cleavage and several inches of her waist and belly. Her shiny hair was sprawled out all over the pillow, looking as soft as ever and her beautiful features rested peacefully in her face.
He stopped a few feet away from the bed and took a full minute just to admire the beauty, having a lot of difficulty resisting the impulse to reach a hand inside of his jeans as he instantly got hard.
He closed his eyes and tilted his face up towards the ceiling, drawing a frustrated, heavy sigh. Perhaps it would be better to leave, he thought, but no part of him was willing to listen to any such words of reason.
Instead he walked over to her and crouched down to study her closely, he brushed a few strands of hair away from her face with gentle fingers and let his thumb fall to her lips as he admired the fullness of them.
She stirred as he touched them and he smiled faintly as he witnessed her confused first seconds of waking up. She tried to rid her eyes of the sleepglue by blinking repeatedly and once she took his face in she rushed to sit up.
"J!" she exclaimed, eyes now widened as she looked at him, her long hair wildly flowing all over her exposed cleavage and shoulders. No more than a second after sitting up, she winced in pain and reached a hand back towards her wound.
"Shitfuck.. ouch." she grunted and scrunched her face, he snorted with amusement and shook his head.
"Still painful I see."
"Mhm.. Ben won't give me painkillers." she muttered bitterly as he got up and sat down on the bed next to her.
"As he shouldn't.. You can't handle them." He scolded and clicked his tongue, feeling a surge of annoyance as Freya rolled her eyes.
"I hear Ben has been snitching on me.."
"I saw i-t myself.. You couldn't form a sentence and you didn't recognize me. I have visited you know? Twice." He muttered sourly and she scoffed.
"Must have been entertaining." she simply stated.
"Aaah yes.. Ve-ry funny, I thought you had some permanent brain damage.. Really, really funny.." He drawled unamused, his voice dangerously vibrating. He reached his arms around her waist and lifted her up into his lap as if she was light as a feather, she grimaced at the pain in her wound.
"OW! You can't just.." She snapped but he interrupted her by placing a finger over her lips.
"Shshsh.. No whining." He rasped and removed his finger, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he studied her grumpy expression.
"Isn't this nice.. Hmmmm..?" he purred and caressed her thigh. She relaxed her grumpy features and smiled at him.
"Yes.." she mumbled and leaned into his chest for an embrace. He hugged her tightly, allowing his senses to drown in her warmth.
"I'm actually surprised by how much I have missed you.." she mumbled into his neck and he chuckled.
"I'm uh.. flattered." he said and looked down on the grey sweatpants she was wearing. He scrunched his nose at the way the ugly and worn out fabric was shamelessly covering her gorgeous legs. He annoyedly tugged at them and smacked his lips.
"..Uhm.. so, you haven't found Antonio?" she asked and he clenched the fabric of her pants hard between his fingers.
"No." he grumbled without looking at her.
"He will have to come out sooner or later, he is going to try to fix that jaw of his.." Freya mused, he grabbed her jaw and gave her a warning stare.
"Be quie-t." he snarled and she gave him a confused look.
"What's wrong? I have about a million questions, J.."
"Don't, talk."
"Hey, I need to know stuff if I'm going to work for you, Ben told me yo-"
"Shut, the, fuck, up." he muttered venomously, her jaw dropped and she stared at him with a look full of hurt. He felt his heart beating harder and harder.
"Do you know what I have learned through my recent, uh.. interrogations, hmm? Do you know that you and I are the mobs most wanted people? Do you know that the reward for finding you is almost as fat as it is for finding me?" He asked, his voice constraint from holding back infinite amounts of rage. She quietly stared at him with a grim expression, her cheeks blushing beautifully as she was annoyed with him. He took such a hard grip of her hair that her head was jerked back, causing her to grimace in pain.
"What am I missing, Freya? Did you two love each other, huh? Is that why little Gambol wants you so badly? And, uh, why do you hate him so? Must be some strong feelings behind the hate, am I riiight? Did, you, love, him?" he growled viciously and hardened his grip, wanting to pull the hair out from her scalp.
"Ow, fuck! NO I didn't love him, believe me I have reasons to hate his guts! For fuck's sake let go of my hair!"
"Ya better help me understand i-t, Freya. I am, uh, losing my little mind-ah.."
"Trust me, I have always hated the man.. Oh god, let go.." she pleaded and reached up towards his hand to make him release his grip.
"I sure hope so.." he snarled and let go, she touched the hurting area on her scalp with a pained grimace.
"Shit! What's gotten into you?"
"Yeeeaaah.. why don't you tell me? I am ah, not enjoying myself, not at all.."
"You seem a little jealous?" she snapped at him and gave him a derogatory look.
"I'm no-t in the mood, keep your mouth shut unless I ask you a question." he grumbled and detected both hurt and anger in her pretty, pretty face, she chewed on her tongue and he smirked as he knew how much she wanted to lash out at him.
"Now, I need to take a look at that wound of yours. Get up." he sternly commanded and motioned for her to jump down from his lap.
"It's covered with bandages, you won't see anything.."
"Need to make sure Ben is doing his job-ah." he drawled and Freya got down to show him.
She was gracious enough to stand riiight in front of him so he could get a good look at it. How thoughtful.
She pulled her sweatpants down just enough to let him see the patched up wound, but it was far down enough to grant him the glorious sight of the upper part of her ass and a couple of black, lace panties. Feminine and very becoming.. He smacked his lips and wondered where she had gotten those, they couldn't possibly belong to Anne.
She was about to turn back around again but he grabbed her hips firmly to show her she wasn't allowed to, she snapped at him but he ignored it and swiftly pulled her pants down all the way.
He felt his erection harden even more as he gawked at the sheer perfection in front of him.
Before she had any time to react he took a firm grip of her right cheek and squeezed the soft flesh, he chuckled as she flinched and gasped.
"No-t bad.." he rasped and smacked it hard, she snarled and slapped his hand away, she turned around and quickly pulled her pants back up while giving him that cute little death stare of hers.
Her slap hadn't been especially painful, but it sent an electric vibration through him that ignited that fire he always felt burning under the surface these days.
He slowly dragged his tongue along his bottom lip as he studied her closely, taking in the fire in her eyes, the softness of those ruby lips, the way her breasts moved up and down as she breathed and the slim, hourglass figure her tight tank top showed off. As beautiful as it all was, nothing turned him on more than the fact that he could feel her body burn just as much as his own. For him.
Right now she pretended that she didn't feel a thing, even pulled away from him, and he cracked his neck as the blood slowly but surely began to boil in his veins again.
He got up from the bed and walked up to her, when her waist was within his reach he grabbed it and pulled her up close to him.
"You're playing with ah, fire right now.. Be ve-ry carefuuul.." he purred dangerously and grunted as he felt the warmth from her body.
He took a deep breath and savoured the burn, the pure and delicious torture. All he wanted was to let it consume him completely, let it blend together with every other torturous feeling in his body and then feel the release of it all.
He needed her for both of those things.
She mumbled something about the wound and tried to remove his hands, again. The burn surged, making him tighten his grip and he heard himself chuckle as the blood in his veins was about to boil over.
"I can touch you as much as I want, darling. And I am getting reeeally sick of this little game of yours-ah." he whispered and detected some worry in those pretty big eyes of hers.
"You want it." he fumed an inch away from her face and he couldn't stop the sudden laughter bursting out of his mouth when she snapped that it wasn't for him to decide.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her with him to the bed, ignoring the crying and the profanities spitting out of her dirty, dirty mouth. He pushed her down on it with more force than necessary and straddled her hips.
Her face was beyond beautiful when she closed her eyes and gasped as if in excruciating pain, apparently his weight pushed her wound deep down into the mattress. Oh what a shame..
He felt his groin aching as she cried out and squirmed under him, he grabbed her wrists and leaned his face down closer to hers.
"What's wrong, honey?" he mocked, hungrily studying her pained features.
"Get off of me!" she screamed at him while trying to push him away, the fiery look in her eyes making his chest purr excitedly.
"Make me! Show me your claws, kitty cat!" he growled demonically back at her and she wasted no time. She raised herself up and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulled him down towards her, hooked her arm over his shoulder and spun them both around, reversing their positions. All of it was done in the blink of an eye and he chuckled in surprise.
"Oooh, ya have some moves there, love." he hoarsely thundered and giddily admired the beauty sitting on top of him. She winced and reached for the wound on her back with teary eyes.
"Awh, not really fit for fight, are ya?" he mocked and took the opportunity to grab her arms and wrestle her back down on her back again, she cried out in pain and the teary but furious look she aimed at him gave him the strong urge to kiss her deeply. He wanted to shove his tongue as far down her throat as he could and enjoy the warmth of her mouth, though he knew there was no use in even trying.
But he needed something.
He leaned forward and grabbed her jaw to hold her still and slowly dragged his tongue all over the side of her face, then he let his mouth hover an inch over hers as he wanted to further torture himself with her warm breath on his lips.
The little fighter didn't waste the opportunity, she found his bottom lip with her teeth and refused to let go until he grabbed her throat and choked her hard.
When she finally let go he did the same and he could feel the familiar taste of iron in his mouth.
He sat up and slowly wiped the blood away, he closed his eyes and moaned quietly as the fire threatened to consume him. Excruciating, and oh, so , so exhilarating.
He leaned down and gave her a bloodstained grin.
"There she is!" he thundered darkly and slapped her cheek, not hard enough to make her bruise but the sound from it told him it was hard enough to hurt.
Her eyes instantly teared up and he felt his body tingling as he saw the anger and humiliation in her face.
He gave her another, and another, and another and watched with increasing arousal how her eyes got more and more desperate and full of hate.
Unfortunately for her, the worry he felt about hurting her was heavily overshadowed by his desperate need to fuel and release the raging inferno inside of him.
She caught his hands and he felt her nails clawing at his skin but he got out of the grip and gave her one last smack right across her face, it was the hardest one yet and he could feel his hand hurting from the impact. He knew from the look in her eyes that she wanted to return the favor, badly. Go for it, my lovely, lovely girl. Don't be shy..
As if she could hear his thoughts she punched his left cheek and the force threw his head to the side.
He touched the punched area with dreamy eyes and a thrilled smirk on his face, she took the opportunity to crawl out of the bed. When he finally turned his gaze to her he saw steely eyes and rosy cheeks, she was fuming, and it was absolutely delicious.
"Show me what ya got, honey!" he roared darkly and went after her. Anyone else would have cowered at the sight of his manic, bloodstained grin but she faced him and managed to give him another impressive punch on the left side of his face before he caught her wrists and pushed her up against the wall, making both her back and head hit the hard surface with a lot of force.
She got dizzy, he took the opportunity and turned her around, grabbed her hips and forcefully rotated them forward to make her arch her back a little. He pulled her pants and underwear down and immediately groped at the soft flesh. She tried to squirm out of his grip but he reached his hand up to her throat and squeezed hard enough to make her wince of discomfort, then he leaned in all the way to her ear.
"Be a good girl and take it." he growled quietly and buried his nose into her hair, taking a deep breath to savour the scent. Once he felt a slight nod from her he released his grip and smirked as she gasped for air. He caressed her back with long, comforting strokes as she leaned her forehead against the wall and breathed heavily, seemingly defeated for now.
The smell of her hair still lingered on his senses and he wanted more, he grabbed a handful of her soft locks and pulled her head back towards him. He leaned over her shoulder towards her neck to take all of her perfumes in, letting his lips brush the soft skin as he smelled her.
She moaned quietly and he couldn't have stopped the rumbling groan escaping the back of his throat even if he had tried. He kissed and sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck as he slid his hand to her back and kept going down until he found the wet opening he was looking for.
He sighed lustfully into her neck as he repeatedly moved his fingers in and out of the soft, slick warmth. She gasped quietly and he noticed she was holding her breath, but she didn't fight him.
He reached for the buttons on his jeans and pulled them halfway down his thighs. Once he had positioned himself he grabbed her hips hard to make sure he could force himself all the way into her with one, slow, glorious thrust.
"Ohhhh.." he purred as he firmly pushed himself into her, his eyes rolling back into his head as pleasure became the primary feeling in his body.
He let his nails dig into her hips as he started thrusting, low grunts passing his lips with every movement. He felt his intense desire to claim her as his property be fulfilled when he finally got to feel the inside of her, and the added satisfaction almost had him salivating.
Her shiny, soft locks danced on her back with his every thrust and he grabbed a handful of it, pulled her head back and placed his lips by her ear.
"I own you.. You're all mine, Freya." he purred darkly and roughly forced himself all the way into her with the next couple of thrusts, he closed his eyes when she started to whimper.
Wanting to fully savour the sound, he reached a hand around her towards her mouth. He forced two fingers in between her lips and she opened her mouth like a really good girl, allowing him to push his fingers into her mouth.
"You know what to do.." he growled through his teeth and moaned loudly as she started sucking on his fingers, quite eagerly this time. He could now feel her whimpering and when she started to play with her tongue against the tips of his fingers his mouth fell open as it almost sent him over the edge.
He calmed his thrusting and dropped his head down onto her shoulder as he focused hard on holding his orgasm back.
"Fuck, Freya…" he sighed against her skin as she kept sucking on his fingers, it almost seemed like she was enjoying herself..
Once he had regained control he started moving again, slowly increasing the intensity of his thrusting.
He lost his breath as he heard her moan, it wasn't the usual quiet one that accidentally escaped her lips every now and then, no, this sound came in a steady, continuous stream with his every thrust. Loud and clear, sweet and desperate. As he focused on the glorious sound coming from her as he fucked her he didn't hear his own loud, throaty grunts.
He grabbed her hair and turned her head to the side, her eyes were closed and she bit down on his fingers as she greedily sucked on them, looking as if she was fully savouring his every thrust. The sight had him once more struggling hard not to come.
The thought of this moment ending was unbearable, this was exactly everything he had wanted since the first time he spoke to her in that filthy office.
She made it impossible for him when her moaning got louder and more desperate, and he felt the silky, warm walls around his cock repeatedly tighten and release as she came for him.
He felt his own release consume him before he could do anything to stop it, and for a moment the feeling of ecstasy was the only thing that existed.
As he emptied himself inside of her the raging inferno finally surrendered its hold of him, leaving him completely empty once the feelings of bliss slowly faded away.
He kept his eyes closed and didn't move apart from his heavy breathing, savouring the wonderful and silent aftermath of his orgasm. She was shaking and he put his arms around her and hugged her, then he gave her a kiss on her neck and mumbled a quiet "thank you" out of gratitude for the temporary peace and silence she had given to him.
Long ass chapter, sorry about that, but I didn't want to remove any of it. Thank you for your support, love you guys xxx
