"What do you think you're doing?" She bit her lip as she stared at Joker, there was far more bite in her words than she thought possible. But it did little to deter him. Her heart was racing as he stared at her, his eyes glowing with an inner fire that stirred something inside of her. One hand was above her head while the other was pressed into his stomach.

He was looming over her, baiting her, into some kind of action. Teasing her with that smoldering look the sweet heat of his breath and that intoxicating everything about him. He had one arm above her head as he leaned in close a soft smile challenging her to act. "What do you think I'm doing."

His thumb brushed against her hand and she took it. Entwining their fingers and losing herself in the moment. That denial she had that she was attracted to Joker had been so commonplace in her mind that him simply acting on it was leaving her breathless. "Impulsive. You're being impulsive."

"If I was being impulsive. I'd have kissed you already." He leaned in the slightest bit, her hand pulling his shirt up ever so slightly. If he wanted he could kiss her right now, it would be simple. So simple all he'd have to do would be to lean in an inch. All she'd have to do was to move forward, travel upwards, and kiss him. She wanted to know what his lips felt like.

They were probably rough. Chapped. Prickly, and would sting just the slightest bit. But it would feel good in its own way.

"Do you want me to kiss you? Lucina?" There was something in the way that Joker asked her that added to those words. If he had asked her plainly, as a joke, or just to tease her it wouldn't have meant as much. But now she knew that he wanted to kiss her as well. And that made things so much worse for her.

She bit her shaking lip, shifting her legs as no position against the wall was bearable. "Why?"

His hand cupped her cheek, stealing her breath and making her entire body feel more alive than she ever did during a fight. There was a subtle roughness to his hands that remained soft and warm as he moved to push a bit of her hair back behind her ears. He tilted his head to the side just the smallest amount, he was poised, like a snake ready to strike.

And his kiss was his venom.

"I thought you didn't like me?" That's why he teased her so much right? Why he was always so. So. This.

His laughter was caught between a purr and a growl. It was primal and promised no hesitation. No thoughts. No worries. Just emotion and action.

So she did.

Just like she thought, Joker's lips were rough, chapped, and oh so wonderful. Her entire body sparked with a surge of vitality as his hands roamed her hair pulling her closer as she felt his hand roam down her back, and finding the gap between her pajama shirt and pants. A moan escaped her.

And Joker answered with a growl.

Her emotions surged around that call as she grabbed his head, keeping their kiss going. His hair was still damp from the shower, and it tangled so easily in her fingers. But it was so fluffy and she wanted to keep touching it.

"Lucina." The way he said her name, like a whisper on the frigid wind of a blizzard, sent a chill down her spine. And the fire in his eyes warmed her up. "I want you."

Her hands fell along his body, stopping just around his waist, as she smiled at him. That one kiss, that one hot emotion-filled kiss where she had let herself go. She felt drunk. Drunker than she'd ever gotten off of a drink. She bit her lip, feeling the tingle from Joker's kiss still lingering. "How do you want me?"

"With me." He kissed her on her neck, flooding her with that wonderful sensation of his lips against her skin. "Here. Now. Later."

He continued to rain kisses down upon her, whatever resolve she had to try and stop him, that feeble pride was now long forgotten, and her desires were now the captain of her body. She hadn't felt this happy in a while. Joker wanted her. And she wanted him.

"And what would I be?" She mewled into his kisses, now on his collar bone as the first button of her shirt became undone.

"Something." He muttered.

"Something?"

"Something more."

She liked the sound of that. She opened her eyes for just a second, her fingers working on the last button of Joker's pajama shirt. When did that happen? He was in shape, in good shape, a lean powerful build fit for a thief. Especially for the thief that had stolen her heart. She ran her fingers over his exposed stomach, feeling him groan and shutter under her touch.

She guided him into another kiss by his chin. Smiling at the brief contact. "I'd like that."

"Come with me." He kissed her again, pulling her hands and escaping down the hallway with her in tow. The snacks they were sent to get for movie night with the others long forgotten. He turned with the deliberate motion like he knew the building layout. He was a thief after all.

Another turn and they were in a room. Lavish, larger than how she thought and filled with windows that looked over the glowing cityscape. Joke spun her into the room hand on her waist as he shut and locked the door with a single action. "Guest room."

She could only nod as she was pulled and then thrown onto the most comfortable bed she had ever had the joy of laying down on. It felt like clouds her head was in. Joker pounced on her, his knee occupying the space between her legs as his hands pressed down on either side of her. His breathing was hot, his shirt halfway off.

He kissed her again, making her body writhe on the bed as she tried to grab handfuls of the sheets beneath her. She gasped when he pulled away. She was ready. But ready for what?

"How far can I go?" Joker asked her as he tossed off his shirt, his pale body glistening in the starlight.

"How far?" She asked biting her lip. What was he asking for?

He shook his head smiling. "You tell me when to go further."

He leaned down kissing her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping him there while her legs wrapped around his waist, binding them together. His kiss traveled along her body stopping once he got to her neck.

He sat back, pulling her with him so that she was sitting on his lap. She felt something hot, long, and hard near her crotch. Oh. That's what how far meant.

"Further." She kissed his neck as she stayed close to him, her own embarrassment being overpowered by the suddenness of it all, and that sweet anticipation. She wanted it. She wanted him. Why did she deny this feeling for so long?

Joker moaned under her kiss and his hands were deftly working on her shirt buttons. Thiefs were good with their hands after all. Her shirt fell away and she was left in just her bra, a plain white one she had gotten earlier. She didn't intend for anybody but her to ever see it. "What do you think?"

He blinked, staring at her chest, as his hands moved behind her back. He unhooked her faster than she could even father, her bra falling from her shoulders. "You're bigger than I thought."

She brought his hand to her bare exposed chest. He grabbed them, it was different this time, his touch doing so much more than she would have thought. She threw her head back. "More."

His hands moved to her hips as he explored her bare torso. Then she felt his breath against her chest and the world began to fade from around her. It was like tickling without the torture and twice the joy and pleasure. Then she felt his lips kiss her, just above her nipple, he moved around it, teasing her, kissing each part of her breasts that no man had ever touched before her. Biting softly in places and leaving a tender mark.

His teeth grabbed her nipple, pinching it barely as her entire body began to flush with the sheer heat of the moment. Had she always been so sensitive? It felt like she was being stabbed, but without the pain, without any of the pain, just a pleasure that left her floating.

"You're good at this."

"It comes from desire."

He paused, hands moving back up to her breasts as he pushed her back onto her back with a kiss. Her hair was wild about her head. As he kept kissing her. He didn't stop kissing her. She didn't want him to stop kissing her. She wanted this kiss to never stop. She felt his hands, one dutifully kneading her breast while the other one moved south.

She gasped when two fingers slipped under her pajama pants and underwear.

Everything came to a sudden sobering stop.

She looked down at him, where his hand was. Where Joker's hand was. Where she was with Joker.

"Should I stop?" He asked her carefully.

She considered him for a moment, those feelings she had been experiencing, the rush of being with a man. Of being with him. And she found everything to be so wonderful. She cared for Joker. She cared for the same way she cared about the rest of her companions. But with something more. In a fight they were a good pair. Could they be a good pair in more than a fight?

Sex with him. Sex with Joker.

She wanted it. With that last thought, she surrendered her sobriety and smiled.

"No, keep going."

His smile told her all she needed to know.

Another heartbeat.

To her surprise, he did not just simply take off her pants, instead, he continued to sneak his way in. The anticipation was something else as he made his way down to her most private of areas. He paused, for just a moment as he began to feel her.

She gasped.

New sensations flooded over her as he began to explore everything about her. She moaned, gasped, and lost herself in the moment.

Then she felt him finally remove her pants and gasped when she felt his tongue penetrate her.

Time flew by both too fast and too slow as he continued to work some kind of magic on her.

"Joker." she breathed his name feeling a rush spread through her entire body as he continued to build something up inside of her. It came in waves until he found a spot. A spot that made her squeal. "Yes!"

Her body tensed, every muscle in her body ready to explode in action and it all came crashing down. And she felt it. That mythical thing that had been talked about in war camps and was just whispers at the palace. Sexual release.

"Joker," she breathed touching his head as he emerged from her. "That was amazing."

She could barely move as he finished removing her bottoms leaving her completely exposed. From her fluttered eyes she could barely see him removing his own pants.

So that was a penis.

"Do you want the real thing now?"

Her breath was caught in her throat as he stared at her. Then she nodded. "Yea."

Fingers had been one thing. The tongue another. But him actually entering her with his length, his girth and everything that was wonderful about him. Was another thing entirely. She couldn't do much beyond lay there and moan as he made subtle motions inside of her driving her crazy.

He kissed her at the same time, played with her breasts at the same time. It was all so much.

So this was sex.

Sex with Joker.

It was amazing.

XXXX

There was no confusion when he woke up in the morning. He knew exactly what happened last night, every wonderful moment of it. That one night stand with Tae had paid off. And now he had sex with a beautiful woman that was out of this world.

Smiling to himself he stirred looking for his glasses, and half expecting an annoying cat to be teasing him. By some miracle, the door was still locked and he was still alone in here with a very naked and very sexy princess curled up into his arms. Her long blue hair was loose and spread about the bed.

For a moment he just sighed staring at Lucina while his hand was still clutching her smooth breast. Maybe she'd be angry at him when she woke up, but she was cute when she was angry so really it was win-win. Darn, now he wanted to see her annoyed while naked.

He should make a bad joke when she wakes up. Especially if she's timid.

Lucina stirred, her hand falling on top of his. For a moment she didn't do anything.

"Are you awake Joker?" She asked softly, still staring out the window.

"Yep, I was just admiring how beautiful you are when you're asleep." He kissed her on the neck, right on one of the marks he had left there last night.

She squirmed, then let out a heavy sigh.

"You know this won't last right?" She still refused to look at him. "I'm going to find a way back to my world. I can't stay here with you."

He laughed pulling her in tighter and kissing her on the lips. She returned eagerly. Last night had started off as an excuse to tease her. But, instead, it had turned into this. Into something more.

And he was a greedy thief.

She looked at him with those deep blue eyes of her, that crest still in her left eye giving her that extra charm. Tears pooled around the base of her eyes.

"Lucina, if we can find a way to get you home, then I can find a way to visit you." He kissed her again, pushing away her tears with his thumb and forcing her to smile. "If for no other reason than to break into a palace climb a tower only to find a lovely princess threatening to stab me with her sword before we embrace each other in tender love."

She snorted and rolled her eyes as she turned to face him. "If you did that my father would kill you. Same with my mother. Actually, she might like you. My little brother would probably ask you for a thousand stories. If you can ever meet them."

"You know, everytime people tell me I can't do something that I want to do, they end up wrong. 'Joker you can't ace the test without studying. Joker, you can't fight against the adults. Joker, you can't stop me. Joker, you can't go back to being a phantom thief.' So don't underestimate me Lucina."

He was fairly certain that at this point she was the girl he had kissed the most. And that was a title he wanted her to keep. Especially if she kept making those noises with each kiss.

"Well," Lucina place a hand on his shoulder guiding him onto his back while she straddled him. "Just in case, I'd like to make the most out of you."

"I won't object to that."

He should apologize to Haru's maid after this though.

AN: Long time no update? Sorry, I kind of lost traction there because I just couldn't get the chapter to work how I wanted it to. I originally had it with the other Phantom Thieves trying to get Joker and Lucina togeather. But that just felt weird.

Instead I went for porn.