A Laugh In The Dark Ch5
Glancing about the room I spot a mirror hanging on the far wall. Walking over to it I pause briefly scared to look. Finally I take a deep breath and step in front of it. I gasp at the sight. The right half of my hair was almost completely green, while the left was still silver. My skin had gone noticeably whiter and my right eye was slightly red around the outside edges. Other than my now black nails nothing else seemed changed, but I didn't know how long that would last. I'd have to work fast to find the cause of this and stop it.
A few weeks, several threats to be left alone, and one rather painful trip to obtain a blood sample from Joker later I had figured out the WHAT of my problem. What had caused these startling changes within me had been Joker's blood, which I had swallowed the second night I met him. I had bitten his hand trying to get free of his grasp, and in so doing gotten a fairly good mouth fool of blood. Studying the blood sample I had taken from him I found that whatever chemical that had changed him into what he is know hadn't just effected him mentally or physically but biologically as well. The years of various failed therapy, I found, had actually managed to agitate this, whatever it was, causing it to take further hold of him rather than curing him of it.
Using the blood sample and various chemicals and medicines found both in and outside the asylum I managed to create a nullifying agent to stop the effects of Jokers invading 'DNA'. But in some parts of me the damage was already done and irreversible. My skin was now permanently paper white, my nails on both my hands and feet were jet black. My hair on the right side of my head was now a deep green, which truth be told I thought looked damn good against the contrasting silver of the left side. My right eye, which had been only slightly red at first was now completely red, save for the yellow pupil. The left eye however was still my natural shade of blue. I also found that I had been slightly effected mentally as well, as I would find myself randomly laughing or giggling at random things that I would not have before found as funny.
I had also started to hallucinate two different versions of myself. One wearing all black said he represented my vampire half. The other in a white undone straight jacket and completely 'Jokerized' said he used to represent my human side but now was my clown side. Nether Joker nor Harley knew about any of this, and I knew eventually I would have to tell them. Gathering up all my courage I unlocked the lab's doors and headed upstairs.
I finally found them sitting in the reception area of the asylum. They were on the couch watching TV, well Joker was trying to anyway but had to stop and push Harley away as she was trying to cuddle with him. Without a word I walked over to the couch an plopped down heavily a set away from Joker, making sure my left side was facing them. Having not heard me come in they both jumped and yelped in surprise. "Heh miss me?" I asked smirking at them through the strands of silver hair that fell over my left eye. "Holy Hamburgers you nearly gave us a heart attack!" Joker said clutching his chest having a mock heart attack. "Yeah! What were ya doin down in tha lab all this time, huh? Come on tell us!" Harley said as she crawled over Joker to take the set between him and me. "Ok," I nodded, "I'll tell you what I was doing, and what I found out."
An hour and a half latter I had finished explaining and answering there questions. I then stood in front of them and turned to face them fully. They both gasped in almost unison, gaping at my right half. "So…what dose that make you now? A vampire clown?" Joker broke the silence after a few seconds. He chuckled a bit nervously, his attention still focused on my right half. I shrugged and smiled, "I guess so. Not that I complaining much mind you, I kinda like my new hair style and the right eye is kinda cool. The only thing I cant stand about this is these damn hallucinations constantly bickering back and forth." I say as I plop back down on the couch. Harley giggles loudly as she lunges forward on the couch wrapping me in a big hug. "Hehe now I have me two men to smother to death with love!" she says smiling brightly, than tenses up slightly probably expecting me to smack here with something to get her to stop hugging me.
I don't, instead I simply smile back at her. Finally she realized that I wasn't going to hit her. She looked up at me and blushed brightly. Scooting back in place she fidgets a little glancing at me from the corner of her eye several times and I chuckle lightly at her. After a few hours of watching Joker channel surfing I glance at my watch. 1:36am. "Well." I said standing once more. "Time for bed." with that I walked back to the lab in the basement where I had set up a bed I took from a partially destroyed building. It was a nice big king sized bed with black silk sheets and pillows. I grinned remembering how Joker had thrown a fit because he had wanted the bed for himself.
Stepping into the lab I strip down to my boxers, throwing my cloths into an empty lab supply box near the bed that I had deemed 'the laundry box'. And then, as the clown side of my mind peeked through, I took a running jump at the bed. Bouncing several times and, giggling the whole time, flipped over onto my stomach. Picking up a remote that controlled the lab's lights I hit the dim button, snuggled into the pillows and fell asleep.
About an hour after Jace had headed off to bed Joker finally called it quits on channel surfing. Now laying on his back arms tucked under his head he stared up at the ceiling picking out images from the cracks in it. After a few minutes of trying to find images worth looking at and failing he decided to let his mind wander a bit. He had expected his thoughts to fall upon Batsy, as it had in previous nights, but to his surprise the first thing that came to his mind was the image of Jace, now half tainted by Joker's own blood. The thought that simply his blood had completely fucked up something as "powerful" as a vampire brought a smile to his face.
And then another thought crossed his mind. One from the first night Joker had met Jace, there on the rooftop when he had tried to strangle him. He remembered the slight tingling sensation as the pleasure he felt at strangling Jace caused him to grow hard. Then he remembered how he had leaned down tightening his grip on Jace's throat, but in the process accidentally rubbed his partial erection against Jace's crotch. His eyes widen slightly at the memory. He blushed bright red when the memory refused to fade, replaying itself over and over. Shaking his head as violently as he could he jumped up from the cot. "Get the fuck outa there! I got enough problems without you bugging me!" he said rather loudly earning a "Quiet down puddin! I'm tryin ta sleep!" from Harley. Rolling his eyes he grabbed the scissors from the wall, where he had plunged them earlier that week, and contemplated shoving them up her nose while she slept.
Eventually he decided NOT to lodge them up her nose, but instead thought of another place to put them. Slowly and quietly he creped from his cell/room and headed for the stairs leading to the basement. After a few minutes he finally reaches the lab's doors, and finding them open he slipped inside. The lights were set on dim so he had no trouble seeing as he snuck up to the sleeping figure of Jace on his bed, a bed which Joker REALLY wanted, what with its nice soft black silk sheets and pillows and all… "Yeah THAT'S the reason you want in that bed. Has absolutely NOTHING to do with the man sleeping in it right now. Nope. Not a thing." Joker thought, trying to convince the voices in his head, but it didn't work.
He stood a foot away from the bed and looked down on the figure sleeping on it. Jace was facing away from Joker so all he could see was the 'normal' side of his face. Joker found for some reason he actually liked this half of him more than the 'clown' side. The 'clown' side looked almost exactly like him, which was cool and all but also a bit creepy, like looking into half a mirror. Suddenly Jace rolls over on the bed, but did not wake up. He was now laying flat on his back. Joker blushed and nearly dropped the scissors when he noticed Jace wasn't wearing anything save for black boxers with little red swirly hearts on them.
Joker couldn't stop staring, his eyes trailed from Jace's boxers then over his stomach and chest up to his face and back down to the boxers. For several seconds he just stood there doing this. Feeling the heat from his blushing face begin to move southward, he finally gave up trying to fight it. "Fuck it. I'm going for it." He says placing down the scissors and also striping off his boxers. Crawling quietly, not wanting to wake Jace yet, he threw one leg over Jace's legs and sat on them while gently tugging off Jace's boxers. Grinning wickedly once they were off he leaned down a bit putting his face closer to Jace's, this time intentionally rubbing his crotch against Jace's. This earned a small moan but Jace continued to sleep. So he once again rubbed himself against Jace, only this time a little rougher. This, at last, caused Jace's eyes to snap open followed by an attempt at setting up, which was quickly prevented by Joker pinning his arms down to the bed. "What the fuck?" Jace questioned half asleep and half in shock.
I struggled trying to get up but Joker had planted himself firmly on top of me pining me to the bed. "What the hell is he up to?" I asked mentally shooting my two hallucinations a questioning look. They both simply stared at him in shock. "What's with you two? Great useless things." I thought but decided to fallow there gaze, then I understood. Joker was completely naked, and to my horror so was I! Looking up terrified into Jokers eyes, I could finally see the lust in them that caused his mouth to twist up in a toothy grin. I open my mouth to tell him to get off when suddenly Joker leaped forward. Taking one hand off my shoulders he grabbed my hair roughly tilting my head forward and basically rammed his cock down my throat.
I nearly gag on the damn thing cuse he rammed it down so far. He then begins to move his hips slowly thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. Balling my now free hand into a fist I take aim and am about to punch him off me when he begins to speak. "Jace… your mouth is so… fucking wet and warm… it feels sooo good…" He says softly between moans. Dropping my fist back down on the bed I look up at him. His head was now tilted slightly back, his eyes were gently shut, and he was blushing bright red. "Well," I thought ignoring smirks and giggles from the two hallucinations, "this isn't quite what I had pictured when I daydreamed about him and me all those times over the past couple weeks, but it'll do." grinning slightly I let my tongue play over his cock as it moved in and out causing Joker to moan at the feel of it.
Suddenly he pulled out, and giving me a wicked grin, jumped back. Landing between my legs, he then took them up spreading them wide. His grin widened "Ready or not here I come." he growls as he violently thrust forward, his cock slamming home hard up my ass. "Gaaah! Fucking Bastard!" I half shouted as the pain screamed through my lower half. His grin widened, and letting out a moan he began thrusting in and out. Slow at first but his pace quickened. The pain was intense but gradually became consumed by pleasure and I started to moan loudly. Joker let out a half moan half laugh knowing I was enjoying this a much as he was. Letting go of my legs he leaned down, still thrusting, and locked my lips with his.
He licked the lower edge of my lips, begging for me to let him in. Parting my lips slowly I let his tongue in, I felt it as it moved about memorizing every nook and cranny of my mouth. I happily returned the favor slipping my own tongue into his mouth. Moaning into the kiss Joker started to move faster. I could hear his heart quicken and feel his body tense as he neared his climax. Likewise I felt myself tense as his violent thrusts pushed me to my own. Finally I came, splashing his chest and my stomach with cum. Feeling my muscles clinch and pulse around him forced him over the edge and he came, bathing my insides with his white hot cum. Loosing all the strength in him he slowly pulled out with a small moan and laid down on top of me, nuzzling his face against my neck as he drifted off to sleep. A soft smile played across my face as I reached down and pulled the covers over us. Completely exhausted myself I soon joined him in sleep.