A Laugh In The Dark Ch6
Joker woke early the next morning groggily. Sitting up rubbing his eyes he began to stretch, but stopped as he felt a cool breeze waft across his lower half. Blinking down at himself he realized he was completely naked. He stared down at the thing he was sitting on finally realizing it was breathing. Trailing his gaze up the things stomach and chest his gaze finally came to a rest on its face. "Jace?" he asked, not remembering the night before. "What are you doing in my…" he stops glancing around not bothering to finish his sentence. "Wait a second!" he though alarmed. "I'm not in my cozy little cell! I'm in Jace's lab! What the hell am I doing he…" he stopped mid thought snapping his head back down to Jace as what he had done only hours ago finally came crashing back.
He grinned silently to himself as the memories played across his mind. He had done it, he had actually fucked Jace! Joker's grin widened a bit but was quickly replaced by a large yawn that forced its way past his lips. Slowly, so as not to wake Jace, Joker began to crawl off the bed when suddenly a hand clasped tightly onto his arm. Slightly startled Joker let out a small yelp as the hand pulled him down forcing him onto his stomach. He felt rather than saw as Jace moved swiftly hovering over him preventing him form getting up.
I grinned down trailing my eyes over Joker's back. Leaning forward pressing my mouth close to Joker's ear I breathed warmly on his neck causing him to shiver slightly. "Its my turn now Joker." I cooed seductively into his ear as I began to rub my cock against his ass. Grinning widely as a moan escaped Joker's lips, I backed off a little allowing him to get to his hands and knees. Once up he grinned back at me over his right shoulder, a twinge of nervousness flashed across his face but quickly vanished. Licking two fingers I slowly stick one than the other into him gently stretching him out. Joker let out a sharp hiss of pain then moaned and clutched at the sheets. After a few seconds of fingering him I pull them out and press my cock against his entrance.
Joker's grip on the sheets slightly tightened as he glanced back at me, eyes half open and begging. Grinning at the want in his eyes I slowly penetrated him. Inch by agonizingly tight inch I pushed till I was fully sheathed within him. He let out a loud painful gasp as his hands formed an almost death grip on the sheets. "Am I your first?" I asked him in a low soothing voice. I couldn't help but grin as he blushed brightly and nodded. "Good." I said seductively as I wrap my hands around his slender waist and begin to move slowly in and out. His gasps of pain at my movement slowly faded and turned to moans of pleasure as he began to relax. "Ahh…J-Jace…faster…" he managed to gasp between moans and I happily obliged quickening my thrusts.
Pounding into him faster and harder I leaned forward placing my stomach against his back as I began to lick and bite at his right shoulder. Joker shivered and moaned loudly as he came. Ignoring his muscles tightening around me I let my fangs graze against the curve in his neck just above the vein. Moaning softly into his neck I sink my fangs into him causing him to yelp out in pain, but soon began to moan loudly as I sucked and licked at the bite mark. "Your mine now." I cooed into his ear. "This mark is proof, no other vampire will dare approach you." He moaned loudly in response.
Letting go of his waist I snaked the now free hand down between his legs and gently began to stroke his, now slick with cum, cock earning another loud moan from him. I continued to thrust into him still ignoring the fact that he already came. Stroking him as I thrust I grinned at the feel of him hardening once more. I picked up my pace thrusting harder into him, grinning as a rather loud moan escaped his lips as I hit his 'sweet spot'. Smirking I and continued to hit that spot over and over again earning loud moans fallowed by "Gaaah! Fells like…I'm going… fucking crazy!" I chuckled as I continued to thrust. "Joker…you already…ARE crazy." I gasp out between moans.
The strength seems to abandon Joker's arms as he falls forward laying his chest against the bed, his ass still in the air. He was drooling slightly as he looked up and back at me through half open eyes. "Oh yeah…I am aren't I?" He giggled between moans. His body began to tense again as he neared his second climax. My body tensed as well as I neared my own. With one final hard thrust we moaned loudly as we came together. Me inside him and he into my hand. Pulling out of him I sat back licking his cum off my hand before collapsing next to him.
Joker was panting heavily with his eyes gently shut. Opening them half way he smiled at me. It wasn't one of his evil smirks or grins but a smile of pure bliss. It was a smile I hoped to see again many times in the future. Leaning over I kiss him gently on the forehead and brush a few stray hairs behind his ear that had fallen down into his face. I watch him as his eyes flutter shut falling into a contented sleep. Smiling, I reach down and pull the covers up over us, and settled down to watch the still smiling face of my lover as he slept. "Your mine, and I'm yours." I thought. "And I wouldn't have it any other way." smiling, I finally drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
It was around 9:25am that Harley forced herself out of bed. Walking groggily to the kitchen area she lazily put on pot of coffee and sat at the table waiting for it to finish. She was dressed in a lovely red night gown, which looked more like an evening gown, that gently hung about the curves of her body. Producing a brush and two hair bands from seemingly out of nowhere she fixed her hair up into piggy tails. Stretching and yawning loudly she listened for the tell tail sounds that would indicate that Mista J. was up and about. After a few moments of complete silence she figured that he was still asleep. "I guess I gotta wake him up. Boy that man," she says shaking her head slightly as she stands "sure can sleep like the dead." she pauses and giggles a bit as the word 'dead' called up a mental image of Jace.
Making it to Joker's cell she knocks gently on the door frame, then popped her head into the room. "Mornin puddin! It's time ta wake…" she paused as she realized the room was completely empty. "Huh. That's weird. Wander where he could be?" she asked aloud scratching her head, then shrugged. "Ah well. Maybe Jace knows." she says and begins skipping toward the basement stairs. Approaching the lab's doors Harley was greeted by a rather loud moan fallowed by Jace saying "Joker you already ARE crazy." then another moan followed by Jokers reply "Oh yeah I am aren't I?" Completely puzzled by this Harley peeked around the edge of one of the doors and stared wide eyed and shocked at what she saw. "Jace…and Mista J…are…are…this is wrong! So very wrong! Than why the hell cant I stop watchin!?" her mind thought rapidly as she tried and failed to tear her gaze from the scene before her.
She let her gaze wander over Jace's body, having already memorized what Joker looked like naked, and blushed brightly. "Heh wrong or not I gota admit I'm likin tha view." she thought as she fought to hold back a giggling fit, and a nosebleed. After a few more minutes she watched as they both came then slumped down next to each other painting heavily and fell asleep. Giggling silently to herself she tiptoed back upstairs and slipped into her room to do a little 'self service', having been completely turned on watching Jace and Joker go at it. After wards she quickly got dressed in her usual jesters outfit and skipped back to the kitchen to begin cooking breakfast.
After about an hour and a half later Joker and Jace finally woke up. After pulling on his boxers, and a quick make out session with Jace, Joker wandered back up to his room and lazily got dressed. Running his brush quickly through his green hair Joker slightly tensed as he felt someone watching him. Turning slowly he quickly relaxed as his eyes met Jace's, who was leaning against the door frame, one arm raised above his head, wearing only a pair of jeans he had apparently made himself.
The left half was a deep purple and the right was a deep crimson reflecting both halves of his new personality. "Reminds me of ole Two Face." he though. Jace then grinned softly at him. His unbrushed hair falling in strands over his face nearly covering his eyes. Joker gulped slightly and returned Jace's grin. "Gods if he were any hotter Arkham would probably be on fire." he thought as he stepped out of his room and walked with Jace to the kitchen where, no doubt, Harley would have breakfast ready and waiting.
And just as he had predicted, there sitting at the table were two plates stacked with food. One sat in front of an empty chair, His, the other in front of Harley. Twirling the chair around and straddling it, Joker began to sniff and poke at the food with a fork. Jace smirked at Joker's behavior and took up a spot leaning against the kitchens door frame. After a few minutes of watching Joker play with his food, and occasionally cramming large bites into his mouth, I decided to take a walk outside Arkham. Leaving Joker and Harley to there breakfast I make my way to the front door, down the steps, and around the right side of the building.
As I neared the far corner of the building suddenly, and seemingly out of nowhere, a baterang came flying at me and landed with a 'shink' into the side of the building next to where my head was. Quickly looking around I was unable to see where exactly the thing had come from. The day had turned out rather gloomy with thick cloud cover and patches of fog here and there. Finally turning my attention to the baterang I gently pulled it out of the building only to find it had a note attached to it. Unfolding the scrap of paper I read the note "Jace Abandoned Aquarium Roof 11:00 Tonight Be There Alone" judging by the fact that it was attached to a baterang I could tell it had been from Batman, but what in the world could he have wanted? "Probably just checking up. Yeah that's it. I am 'baby sitting' one of Gotham's most notorious villains after all." I tried to convince myself out loud nodding my head.
Tucking the baterang into my back pocket, along with the note, I glanced at my watch. "Just barely past 12:30pm…still a long ways till 11:00pm." I said aloud then headed back inside Arkham. Once inside I found Joker was sitting in his usual spot on the couch in the reception area flipping through TV channels. Half of which, I noticed, were nothing but static and every now and then he would stop on one of these channels and start laughing. "Not surprising," I though slightly amused "he IS criminally insane. He finds MOST things highly amusing, why not the 'snow' channels?" I chuckled silently to myself as I sat a set to the right of him.
Noticing me sit down Joker unhooked his left arm from around the back of the couch and allowed himself to fall over. His head landed with a soft thud in my lap, his hair scattering this way and that. A few strands managed to brush against my bare stomach sending a slight shiver through my body. Joker noticed and giggled a bit as he grinned up at me from his new resting spot. He turned his head back to the TV and frowned slightly as he realized this position gave him a bad angle to watch it.
Giving a wicked grin he lifted himself up off me slightly only to bring his right elbow down, harder than need be, on my right thigh so he could prop his head up. "OW! You bastard. What was that for?" I asked, anger lining the edges of my voice. "A while. Now if you'd kindly shut the fuck up. SOME of us are trying to watch TV." he said in a half serious half joking voice as he gestured around the clearly empty room with the hand that held the remote.
Rolling my eyes at him I absentmindedly began to twist stray strands of his dark green hair between my fingers. His hair was slightly longer now than it had been when I first met him. Back then it barely reached his neck. But now it was able to rest lightly on his shoulders. "I rather like it this length." I thought to myself, continuing to twist his hair between my fingers. Suddenly from behind came a giggling sound followed by a loud 'plop' as Harley jumped over the back of the couch landing in the free space at the end.
Joker threw her his usual annoyed look and continued to flip through the channels not bothering to get up. "Apparently he doesn't care what Harley might think of us sitting like this." I though while glancing over at Harley, half expecting her to be mad, or at least pouting like usual. But she wasn't. Instead she was smiling affectionately at the two of us. Her eyes were fixed on the hand that was still twisting Jokers hair. She tilted her head cutely to the side and gave a happy sigh. "Huh. Apparently she doesn't mind." I thought and turned my attention back to the TV, which Joker has stopped once again on a 'snow' channel and was giggling at it.