Chapter 2 - The Further Adventures of Jimwald.
After taking Oswald – and himself – by surprise, Jim felt honour bound to explain his behaviour, although he really wasn't quite sure how he would handle this!
After they had released one another – breathing hard, and staring silently at one another, checking for the other's reactions – Jim was the first to break the silence.
"Erm – sorry," he said unnecessarily. "Can't think what came over me!" He passed his hand over his mouth.
Oswald smiled a slow, meaningful smile.
"What came over you? Well, Jim – I think that would be me!" ("But not quite, more's the pity!" he thought wistfully. "Maybe later….")
"Listen, Oswald…what just happened….it meant noth.…"
"We know what it was!" interrupted Oswald breathlessly, a small sob of excitement in his voice. "You wanted me! You have always wanted me! You know it, and I know it."
"Oswald - you know we can't.."
"Can't – or won't?!" Oswald came up close again. His ice blue eyes bored into Jim's, making Jim go weak at the knees.
Then Oswald's tone became soft and plaintive and his expression became tender and affectionate. "Please, Jim – don't deny it now. You know you felt something – you meant that kiss!" Then he reached up and caressed Jim's cheek with uncharacteristic gentleness.
Jim sighed. "Please, Oswald – don't…" He closed his eyes for a second, taking in the beautiful, feather light feel of Oswald's touch. Then he forced them open again, fighting against his bodily response. He took hold of Oswald's hand, reluctantly dragging it away from his face.
"Why not? As I said – we are meant to be together, you know that." Oswald's voice and the look in his eyes became even softer, and his manner was so seductive that it made Jim almost want to take him in his arms again and give him a damn good ravishing, right there in the alleyway. He was dangerous, but so delightful too! He cursed himself for his weakness.
He had felt something happen to both of them when their bodies were up close. Something that couldn't lie, something that couldn't be denied. He knew he wanted little Ozzy very much! He sure had it bad for his bad boy….
Ever since he had decided to spare the little snitch's life, and he had whispered that warning for him never to return to Gotham, he had had a feeling that they already had a bond. Deep down he had always been glad to see him, try as he might to argue the opposite. The little sociopath had turned up in the nick of time on more than one occasion to save his life – usually with reinforcements, of course.
Oswald was not a strong man, but he had a quick brain and he was a fast little mover despite that hobbled leg. He sure was a survivor! And like it or not, Jim realised that he had been destined to arrive at this point with him today – despite the knowledge that Oswald's modus operandi was more than a little questionable.
And who was to say that this new stage in their relationship wouldn't be helpful in some way to the Gotham Police?
Pillow talk might be a good way of getting things out of Oswald that he normally wouldn't dream of revealing. So why not make the supreme sacrifice and get into bed with the Penguin literally, as, he had to admit, he was more or less already there with him metaphorically!
With this tenuous excuse in mind, Jim smiled down at Oswald and said, "Yes, Oswald – I guess, maybe you are right. I won't deny it any more. Come on, then – let's not waste any more time talking. I'm taking you home with me – now."