Disguise Time…
Planning to see Jerome at Arkham Asylum, Poppy disguised herself as a psychiatrist...
One week before seeing him, she received a call from no other but her boyfriend, Jerome Valeska. He informed her about a psychiatrist coming to see him, but he rather much see her than some middle age woman who can criticize him for killing his mother.
So... she came up with the perfect plan.
Pulling up at the gates of Arkham Asylum, Poppy Canellei drove in her mother's black car as she was dressed up as a psychiatrist to hope that her disguise would work on the guards.
Breathing in and out slowly, Poppy had her hands on the steering wheel as she recognized that the cameras were recording her outside of the gate, before pushing up her black rimmed glasses and pressing the call button.
"Yeah?"
"My name is Dr. Meri Nerezza. I'm here for my appointment with Jerome Valeska." Poppy responded in a Jewish accent as she was looking through her driver's side window while keeping calm.
Only 5 seconds went by until a loud buzzer sound was heard before Poppy saw the gates slowly open. Driving down the path slowly, Poppy can see the barbed wire fence as she went by a small group of unhinged men who were dressed in prison stripes while being watched by a few guards who had their taser guns ready to fight back.
Gulping quietly, Poppy parked outside of the main building before she grabbed her crossbody bag and pulled out a red matte lipstick. Gliding the bold red color on her lips, Poppy looked at herself in the rear view mirror before putting it back as she felt better with the bold shade on her lips. Getting out of her mother's car and locking it, Poppy headed to the front doors as she was greeted by security guards who led her inside while seeing a metal detector.
"Please remove anything that has metal. As in car keys, phones, loose change etc…" a woman who was behind the desk while reading a magazine explained as Poppy only looked at her for a few seconds before proceeding with putting her bag, her mother's car keys and even her phone in the plastic container.
Poppy only went through it once as it gave out a beeping alarm which startled her, knowing that she had something to give to Jerome in her bra.
"Please step to the side, miss." A guard responded as he pulled out his portable metal detector and started waving it around Poppy's body until it stopped in front of her chest.
"Do you have something in your bra?" The guard asked.
Poppy was thinking fast as she tried to come up with a lie that works against a middle aged guard, and yet she thought of one.
"That's underwire. I wear lacy and sexy bras to make my boobies bigger, darling. If you catch my drift." Poppy explained as she tried the flirting approach, before putting her hand on his chest.
"Alright. I'll let this one slide…" The guard explained before kissing Poppy's hand. "Follow us. We'll take you to the room where you will be meeting him." He stated before he let go and Poppy grabbed her stuff as she followed him.
'God, that guy is disgusting! Augh!' Poppy thought to herself before looking around the asylum.
Poppy can see so many cell doors that are closed with insane criminals who were looking at her, and even giving her dirty looks, but what made it worse is when she walked past the recational room where all the inmates were given her wolf whistles and even calling her out by the way she looks.
"Ignore them, honey. They haven't seen a pretty woman like you in ages." The guard explained as Poppy continued to follow him which she was led into another hallway which was somehow more quiet than the cells.
"This is where you and Valeska will be talking. If I was you, I would be careful around him. He killed his mother out of revenge." The guard after opening the door to a room which looked like a small office as Poppy placed her bag down on the table which was in the middle of the room.
"I understand his case. You may go get him. Just give me five minutes." Poppy responded in her fake Jewish accent.
The guard left as Poppy looked around the room.
"Okay. Fix this room up where me and Jerome won't get caught." Poppy responded to herself quietly before turning off the camera that was pointing towards the table, until she noticed another camera that viewed the whole room. Going into her bag, she pulled out stickers and immediately grabbed a nearby chair to stand on before covering up the lens.
"Dr. Nerezza. Here he is." The guard responded as Poppy sat down in a nearby chair next to the lounging couch.
Jerome was pushed and pulled in as he was wearing a straight jacket over his prison striped uniform. After 3 weeks of being inside of Arkham Asylum, Poppy can tell that he has been through hell. His once clean hair style was loose and uncombed, there were light dark circles underneath his eyes and he looked different as he didn't eat much of the food inside of the asylum.
"You've only got 30 minutes with her. If you try and escape or attack her, it's back to solitary confinement." The guard explained as Jerome rolled his eyes before turning back to Poppy.
Staying in character, Poppy spoke up.
"Hello, Jerome. It's nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Meri Nerezza. Arkham Asylum recommended me to come give you a therapy session every week." Poppy responded as Jerome was staring at her, knowing that it was a clever disguise that the 17 year old teenager created in order for him to see her. "Would you like to have a seat?" She asked.
Jerome smirked before he sat down as the guards left the two alone.
Poppy removed her glasses as she stood up and placed her hands on Jerome's cheeks as his gleaming green eyes were staring back at her blue ones.
"I miss you." Poppy whispered before she slipped her hands down Jerome back as his growling, lustful breathing was sending shivers down her spine while she was taking off each strap off the straight jacket.
Once she was down to the last strap, Jerome immedality broke free and pushed Poppy down onto the couch where he started kissing roughly while his hands traveled towards her waist.
"Jerome…" Poppy gasped as she moaned out his name quietly before feeling his lips kissing her chin, the side of her neck. She was gripping onto the couch cushions before holding Jerome close as she gave out a small moan when she felt his mouth and teeth sucking the side of her neck, causing her to feel melted underneath him.
Ever since they had their first kiss at the circus when Poppy performed as a replacement acrobat at the last minute, Jerome loved her ever since the 17 year old was the only person who could understand him and even made him feel different until she became his obsession.
"My doll… I've missed you so much, Poppy." Jerome purred against the soft skin of Poppy's collarbone until he gently licked the now forming hickey, causing his lover to have her left hand in his messy red hair. "This place really bores me, but I made lots of new friends." He started before giving out a small laugh.
"That's great to hear, Jerome. It's been so lonely without going to the circus to see your face again." Poppy explained, before she managed to pull Jerome off of her and lead her towards the table.
"What do you have for me, dollface?" Jerome asked after hopping onto the chair, sitting down in it as Poppy smiled at him.
As Jerome sat down in front of her, he watched Poppy pull out a medium sized plastic container that had food inside of it which the 17 year old heard his stomach growling.
"Hold your horses, Jerome. I've brought you some leftovers from last night's dinner. I personally made this for you. It's spaghetti with meatballs." Poppy responded before opening up the container as Jerome took it and started eating two meatballs without a fork. "Hey, hey, hey, slow down. Here's a fork, Rome." She stated before she gave the fork to him and watched him eat it.
Jerome was devouring the food as he enjoyed Poppy's cooking like how he remembered before murdering his mother.
Of how he woke up one morning to the smell of pancakes which he never thought his mother would make him anything to eat since she was busy thinking about herself. But to his surprise, a beautiful sight of seeing Poppy in the kitchen wearing one of his flannel shirts and her boyshort panties were showing while she stood in front of a stove cooking for him.
"Poppy…" Jerome started to say as Poppy pulled out a water bottle and a napkin from her bag, before opening it for him. "I really really hate it here. It's like hell. But I rather be in a warm bed with you, gorgeous." He explained before drinking the water.
"I wish for the same thing, Jerome… My mother wants me to forget about you. After all you did kill your bitchy mother." Poppy responded as she had her hand underneath her chin, before Jerome smiked as he cackled at how Poppy called his late mother.
"That nagging whore had what was coming to her. I'm still proud of it." Jerome replied as a dark smile appeared on his face. "It gave me quite a RUSH hearing her screams!" He responded loudly.
Both Poppy and Jerome laughed before the 17 year old was covering his mouth with both hands, thinking he was too loud, but he loved her reaction to his words.
"You've always amazed me, gorgeous. That laugh. The smile. The way you are dressed. Just everything. You're so bad for posing as my doctor to see me… makes me want to take your virginity all over again." Jerome growled at the end, as Poppy can feel his left foot climbing up her smooth shaven leg causing her to cross her legs.
Poppy immediately hid her blushing face as Jerome laughed at her reaction, knowing that she gave herself to Jerome the night when GCPD found Lyla's dead body.
"Jerome… please not here. What if they can hear us?" Poppy asked.
"Forget about them. This is between me and us. Not them, gorgeous." Jerome purred, before taking Poppy's hand into his own.
Poppy shivered slightly as Jerome's cold thumb was rubbing the back of her hand which left a smirk on his face.
The two stayed there just talking from the times after when Jerome was taken to Arkham Asylum, from when the police came to question Poppy about her relationship to him. They went from sitting down at the table, to laying down on the couch with Poppy resting her head on Jerome's chest and feeling his fingers running through her loose strands of black hair.
Jerome wanted this to last, and maybe even have some fun with her without the guards knowing. But it all came to a halt when Poppy heard a timer going off, meaning that his therapy session was over.
Her blue eyes widened as she quickly jumped off of Jerome and grabbed the straight jacket which was left on the floor.
As Jerome stood up, he gave Poppy a playful swat on her ass causing her to give out a soft moan in pleasure.
"I missed hearing that moan. You're my bad girl, doll." Jerome responded with a smirk.
Poppy blushed before Jerome pulled her back against his body… until her eyes widened in surprise before she felt like melting into his arms.
"Feel that?" Jerome asked quietly in Poppy's left ear as the 17 year old was unaware that his hand was sliding down slowly towards the front of her skirt, causing her to lean her head back. "Those guards are always late. Always fucking around doing whatever they want. Five minutes, doll. That's all we need." He whispered.
Poppy wanted him.
She wanted to hold it in but she decided to teased him a bit by moving her behind against his hidden bulge before moving away, hearing a soft groan from him.
Smirking to herself, Poppy just remembered something after she stood in front of Jerome with his straight jacket.
"Oh… I almost forgot…" Poppy responded before pulling out a black flip phone from out of her white button up shirt as Jerome noticed a powder blue bra that she was wearing. "Whenever no one is looking or if the guards aren't around, you can send me messages or talk to me if you get bored." She explained quietly as Jerome looked through the phone and saw Poppy's number in the contacts
Quickly putting Jerome back in the straight jacket after putting the phone back in his pocket, Jerome kissed Poppy a few more times as he bit down on her bottom lip, letting his tongue enter her mouth and making her moan quietly.
Gripping onto the straight jacket, Poppy gently pushed Jerome onto the couch as he was sitting up. She climbed onto his lap before and started kissing his lips with her hands on his face.
"You taste like spaghetti… but I don't mind." Poppy responded as she felt a certain bulge touching the side of her inner thigh, causing her to moan as it was centimeters away from touching her panties. "We need to stop before-" She started to say, before hearing guards outside the room causing both her and Jerome to look at the locked door.
Getting off his lap and putting on her glasses, Poppy straightens herself up as she looks at Jerome, giving her a wink until one of the guards walked in.
"Times up, Valeska. Did he cause any trouble?" The guard asked.
"No. Not at all. We made some progress." Poppy explained before looking back at Jerome who was smiling at her. "I'll see you again, Jerome. And remember to always don't have negative thoughts in your mind." She explained while getting her stuff ready before putting her bag on her.
As Poppy stated walking away, Jerome was looking back at her ass which fitted around the black skirt that his girlfriend wore today..
Kinky thoughts were running through his mind on what to do with Poppy once he escaped from this hell hole…