The sound of birds chirping greeted Jayde when she came around the next morning, rolling over slowly in her cloud of a feather-top bed with a sleepy sigh. A slight grin crept over her face when she thought back to the previous night, laughing with Joker on the stairs. It had been so nice to finally get to know him a little bit further and as she lay there reminiscing, it dawned on her that it had truly been their first time acting like somewhat normal friends. In fact, she had a rather nice time talking to him.
From her place sprawled out in the middle of her bed, Jayde listened for any noises coming from the rest of the house and sat up when it sounded completely silent. At first, she thought it may well have been really early and everyone was still asleep, but upon consulting her fancy new clock, she found it was already past eleven and nearing noon.
So after she had gotten up, brushed her teeth, put on jeans and a sweatshirt, she ventured out into the hallway to go and see where everyone had gone. The moment she stepped out of her room, she noticed Dotcom sitting outside on the back porch, leaned over the table as he worked on some computer-looking gadget. After watching for a few moments, she shrugged to herself; maybe it wasn't as uninteresting as it looked. So she walked toward the stairs to go down and join him when she heard voices from a little bit down the hall, seemingly from Joker's office.
With a jolt, Jayde remembered that Tre had come in at some point in the night so without further ado, she headed toward the door. It was open half-way when she reached it but instead of just barging right on in, she hesitated, knocking twice on the door frame before poking her head around the edge.
"Ah, yes, Jayde." Joker said as though he had been expecting her for a meeting. He straightened up from his slightly bent position, cracking his back a few times and she walked toward them. "Nice of you to uh…join us."
At first, she had intended on giving Tre a friendly smile when she saw him, but now she was watching, completely distracted, as Joker tattooed the inside of Tre's forearm. He was seated on his rolling stool, somewhat hunched as he focused on what he was doing, pausing every now and then to wipe away excess ink and blood. Jayde was so caught up noticing all of this that she jumped slightly when Joker spoke again.
"Jayde, say hello to Terrell…" Joker instructed her like a parent would to their child but did not look up to catch the glare she threw at him.
"Hi, Tre." She said a moment later, smiling at him. Tre nodded his head toward her.
"Ay, girl." He answered, then looked over at what Joker was doing, his eyebrows furrowed. "Damn, you done yet?" he asked a second later, flexing his fingers a few times to stretch them when Joker paused to dip the needle of his tattoo gun in some fresh, black ink.
"Noooo…" Joker answered in the form of a question and Tre rolled his eyes, leaning back against the chair. From where Jayde was standing, Joker's back was in the way so she moved to the side, tilting her head a bit.
"What is he doing?" she asked Tre, leaning down slightly to get a better look. Tre sighed, shifting his gaze from his forearm, up to her.
"He's takin' his dear, sweet time tracing a tat I got a few years ago…" he explained and from beside him, Joker gave a short, sarcastic laugh.
"Yes, Jayde. See, Tre is so black that black ink doesn't really show up that well on him." Joker went on to further explain without looking up from the tattoo. "And I'm fresh out of… 'glow in the dark', so we're just going over what he's already got."
Tre looked at Joker with a very serious look on his face as Jayde laughed, turning to leave with a shake of her head. It seemed like they had things perfectly under control so she decided to leave them at it and go find Dotcom.
And a few minutes later, she succeeded, stepping out onto the porch just as he tossed the instruction manual down next to the gadget he was working on at the table. He had just lit a cigarette and offered one to Jayde, which she accepted. She inhaled deeply, but then quickly looked over to Dotcom, her eyebrows raised.
"What do you think of Tre?" she asked quietly, laughing when Dotcom raised his eyebrows too, glancing inside before he answered.
"Hot." He said, joining Jayde in her laugh. "I didn't think he was going to be so…tall and…dark."
"And handsome?" she finished for him and he nodded enthusiastically.
At first, Jayde wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to bring it up, but Dotcom was rapidly becoming a really good friend to her and she had been feeling the need to talk about it with someone all morning. She leaned forward, taking a deep breath before she looked over at him.
"So…" she started. "Last night-…"
Dotcom cut her off, holding up his hand with a roll of his eyes. "You and Joker sat up all night talking and making a lot of noise. I know." He said, taking a drag from his cigarette as Jayde grinned. "I almost came out there to tell you guys to shut the fuck up, but I figured if you were getting along..." his voice trailed off and Jayde nodded an understanding, still smirking to herself.
They had both almost finished their smokes when the glass door slid open behind Jayde, only to close again once Joker and Tre had stepped out. The chair to the left of Jayde and the right of Dotcom scraped the ground when Tre moved to sit down, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his own pocket to light one and lean back in the chair. There was a white bandage over his tattoo now.
Joker had remained standing and was stretching his arms over his head as far as they would go, cracking his back in a few places with a groan. When he lowered them again, he walked over, looking down at the computer-type thing Dotcom had been working on.
"How's the GPS coming?" he asked of his nerd, sitting down when Dotcom launched into a detailed explanation that Jayde could tell Joker was completely ignoring as he turned on the device, peering at it interestedly.
When Dotcom had seemingly finished, Joker set it back down. "So can we put it in today?" he asked, but held up his hand to clarify. "Yes or no answer." Dotcom said 'yes' so Joker slapped his hands together once, anxiously. "Great."
It grew quiet for a few minutes before Joker suddenly slammed his hands down on the table to push himself up from his chair. Before walking to the door, he took the GPS unit from the table and tucked it under his arm.
"Right, so when you sad-sacks are done, you can find me in the garage." He said and with that, he stepped inside leaving Jayde, Tre and Dotcom to glance at each other.
It was not long from then, however, that all cigarettes had gone out and Jayde and Dotcom went inside, followed closely by Tre, who closed and locked the sliding glass door behind them as they went. As Jayde and Dotcom walked over the stairs, whirring air drill noises could be heard from the other side of the garage and neither were surprised when Tre walked over to go out and find 'Ki'. Dotcom groaned once they had reached the top of the stairs and once Tre was out of earshot.
"I'm so glad this guy knows something about cars." He said, glancing at Jayde as they walked toward her room. "Now I don't have to do that stuff with him anymore." Jayde laughed but Dotcom went on once they made it to her room and sat down on the bed. "I mean, I really think he will be good to have here in our little…'family'. All Grizz did was sit around and eat, unless we were out doing something and Tre seems like he'll be just like Joker…high-energy 'n everything."
Jayde nodded her agreement as she leaned back against her pillows, folding her arms over her stomach. "You've really got the hots for Tre, huh?" Both laughed loudly, but only a second or two after they had quieted down, they jumped simultaneously as Jayde's nearly forgotten phone began ringing loudly on the far nightstand. Jayde and Dotcom locked eyes for a moment before she crawled over to see who it was.
"Audrey" read the caller ID and Jayde was about to answer it when Dotcom stopped her.
"Don't answer it!" he exclaimed so she stopped mid-reach, turning to look at him strangely.
"It's just my friend. I just-…" she explained, sitting back down as the phone continued to ring but he cut her off, shaking his head.
"Just let her leave a message." He immediately said, then went on when Jayde kept staring at him with one eye brow arched. "That way if she asks you questions or wants to know something, you have more time to think of an answer. Better to find out what she wants first so you have your responses ready."
Jayde kept staring but after a few moments, nodded her head in understanding. She then grinned, swinging out to slap his knee. "You're so smart." She said, then laughed when Dotcom adjusted his glasses pompously with a very gay flick of his wrist.
Downstairs, on the other side of the garage door, Joker had just wheeled himself out from under Tre's truck, dropping the screw driver he had just been using to mount the GPS bug to the under-carriage. Once he stood up, he took a deep breath to exhale heavily as he wiped his greasy hands on a towel he had brought outside. Tre had just dropped the hood and now both were standing there, staring at the truck the way guys typically do when trying to imagine something else they could 'fix'.
"One of us will just have to drive it later to test if it works." Joker said, even though no one had asked him anything and Tre nodded, folding his arms over his chest. As long as they had been best mates at this point, their brains pretty much operated on the same wave-length. Joker had just leaned back against the tall work-bench at the back of the garage when Tre lit a cigarette.
"So…she lives here full-time...?" he asked a few moments later, looking over when Joker nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on a random spot on the floor.
There was another long pause before Tre asked "And how's that workin' out for ya?", laughing when Joker's eyes widened and he slid both hands into the front of his hair slowly.
"I think she'll be the death of me, Tre." He said a few seconds later, finally lifting his eyes to look at his best friend. "Help keep me sane, please." Tre laughed, pulling his pack of cigarettes from his pocket to toss them at Kieron.
"She's annoying you that bad already?" he asked, catching the pack when Joker threw it back to him after lighting one and inhaling. He shook his head, exhaling a thin stream of smoke.
"No, she doesn't really annoy me…" he paused, furrowing his eyebrows. "I just-…I can't keep my hands off her!" he finally cried, tossing his own hands exasperatedly. Tre nodded, ashing his cigarette a bit.
"Well, she's hot, Ki." He answered and Joker pointed at him in agreement.
"She's hot and she's starting to realize it." He corrected, again staring off as his mind took him back to the way she had started this new, annoying habit of grinning at him playfully as though she knew exactly what it did to him. "I think I've created a monster!" he exclaimed, shaking his head. Across from him, Tre rolled his eyes, reaching out to smack the back of Joker's head as he walked past.
"Man, c'mon. It is not even that serious. Let's go get faded then we'll test that GPS shit…"
From upstairs, Jayde heard the garage door swing open with its usual slight squeak and she looked to Dotcom, her eyebrows raised. They could both hear Joker and Tre laughing about something and Dotcom sat up, glancing over at Jayde's phone.
"Did your friend leave a message?" he asked and Jayde gasped, reaching over to grab it from the charger. The light in the top corner was flashing, indicating that Audrey had indeed left a voicemail so she pressed the screen and held it to her ear.
Dotcom watched Jayde with deep interest, as if hoping to hear what the message said through her eyes but after only a few moments, she hung up again, biting on her bottom lip somewhat anxiously.
"What'd she say?" he asked eagerly.
"Apparently, she's coming to Gotham in a week or two and wants to see me and go out a few times while she's here." She explained, watching Dotcom's face when he nodded, glancing down at the phone.
"You should go talk to Joker about it before you call her back." He answered after a few minutes and Jayde nodded, placing the phone back on her nightstand to rise from the bed. They could still hear Joker and Tre's deep voices carrying from downstairs so Dotcom followed her out into the hallway so they could look down over the railing.
From below them, Tre had just emerged from the master bedroom under the stairs, holding something that looked very much like a rolled blunt, just as Joker looked up and spotted them.
"Oh, hello." He growled, smirking, more to Jayde than Dotcom.
"Hi." She answered, grinning at him.
Tre looked up as well, motioning with his arm for them to come downstairs and join. "C'mon, guys. Gotta break this bitch in." he said in that deep, black-guy voice and Jayde stepped past Dotcom to go down, bouncing her eyebrows at him as he rolled his eyes.
"No, you go ahead." He said once Jayde realized he wasn't following her down the stairs but instead, walking toward his room, removing his glasses as he went. "I'm gonna take a nap." He added, yawning just as he turned into his room and shut the door.
So Jayde went on without him, stepping out onto the back porch to sit in between them where they were already seated at the round table. Tre was already clicking his lighter to ignite the blunt, inhaling until thick smoke clouded his face. She was so caught up with watching him that she failed to notice that Joker was, in turn, watching her with a smirk on his face. When she finally looked over, she paused and cocked her head to the side slightly, knowing there was something she wanted to ask him. But the way his brown eyes glinted a bit in the sunlight was incredibly distracting. The moment he looked away to accept the blunt from Tre, she remembered.
"Oh!" she started suddenly, laughing when Joker jumped slightly and Tre made a face. "My friend Audrey called me like a half hour ago and…I guess she's stopping in Gotham on her way to New York to go back to school and…she wants me to go out with her a few times while she's here."
Joker took in all of this, quietly listening while he hit the blunt a few times. And only once she had finished speaking did he answer.
"That's fine." He said deeply, coughing once as he passed it to Jayde. "You'll just have to drive the Cadillac to the city and not do anything stupid." He finished, adding extreme emphasis on that last bit. Both Jayde and Joker looked over when Tre spoke up.
"Who you're talkin' about?" he asked, looking from one to the other and Jayde was about to launch into a detailed description of her best friend when Joker cut over her.
"Blonde, 22, college kid, cute, kinda obnoxious." He said nonchalantly without looking up, now examining his fingernails while Tre nodded.
"Got it."
Jayde passed it back to Tre and had just leaned over to punch Joker in the arm when he reached out, grabbing her wrist. She gave him a serious glare as he raised his eyebrows, grinning evilly at her, but Tre seemed to notice them being playful and stupid so he drew Joker's attention by asking, "So what's on for tonight?"
Joker looked over after he had released Jayde's wrist and he sighed, linking his hands together over his stomach. "I thought I told you…See, I just broke out of jail a couple days ago so…kinda gotta keep it low key for a while. At least until the GPD calls off its wild goose-chase."
Tre rolled his eyes, passing the much smaller blunt back to Joker. "Yeah, yeah… Alright, fine. Let's just get fucked up here." He suggested, pausing when Joker raised one eyebrow. "It's my first official night here, bro-… Might as well."
It grew quiet for several long moments while Joker thought, both Jayde and Tre watching him in anticipation. He was squinting at something over Tre's shoulder and only once a few things clicked into place did he shrug, leaning back in the chair.
"Alright, but no one's leaving the house tonight…" he finally said, glancing from Jayde to Tre where raised his eyebrows, pointing a finger at him. "And no girls over, ya heard?"
Once Tre had agreed not to invite anyone over, all three of them stood to go back inside, glancing at each other as they went as if trying to assess how high they were at that point. While Joker walked into the kitchen for water, Jayde sat down at the table, then gasped suddenly remembering that she was allowed to call Audrey back now. Tre had disappeared into his bedroom, mumbling something about 'liquor' so she dialed Audrey's number from memory, pressing the phone to her ear as Joker came back around the corner.
It rang several times and while it did, Joker had taken a seat across the table from her and was now watching her with interest. She was about hold up a very rude hand gesture jokingly, when a loud, excited voice came through the other end. Jayde jumped, holding the phone away from her ear as Joker cocked an eyebrow.
"OH MY GOD, JAYDE!" her very ditsy best friend squealed into the phone. "DID YOU GET MY MESSAGE?"
Jayde laughed when she noticed Joker bury his eyes in his hands and pull at the front of his hair; Audrey was a little too high-strung for him.
"Yeah, I did! When are you coming again?" Jayde asked, even though she had just heard the date on her voicemail not twenty minutes ago…then again, she was kinda high…
"March the first." Audrey answered. "Jay, we gotta go out when I'm there! I know Gotham has some hot spots…"
"Yeah, I guess so! I haven't really been out that much-…"
"AH!" Audrey started, cutting over Jayde purposely. "We should go get our hair done then go out the first night I'm there!" she practically screamed and Jayde winced, holding the phone away again with a laugh.
"Alright, that sounds great! Just call me when you're on your way here and we'll meet!" Jayde hurried to say all of this before Audrey could cut in. "But I gotta go so I'll call you back later on! Bye, love!"
After Audrey had said bye as well, Jayde hung up and set the phone down, smirking over at Joker, who now had his head down on the table in front of him.
"She's not really that loud in person…" she commented when he sat up, meeting her eyes. He nodded vigorously.
"Jayde, yes, she is." He answered, closing his eyes. "I've met her remember? You both get loud when she's around…"
Just then, Tre returned from his room, holding a set of keys and a brown, leather wallet and he looked from Joker to Jayde and back again before speaking.
"I'm finna ride up to the liquor store." He said, but when Joker continued to stare up at him blankly as if to say 'so?', Tre hit him on the shoulder. "C'mon, you gotta ride wit' me. I'm lost out here."
With an agitated groan, Joker stood up, swaying slightly as he followed him to the garage. He tossed a hand as he paused to take a sip of the ice water he had abandoned minutes before. "Damn, man, ya get me high then tell me I gotta go run errands 'n shit…" he was saying as he stepped outside and Jayde grinned when she could hear him bitching loudly on the other side of the door all the way until the rumbling truck started and pulled away.
So after she had sat there for a while, trying to decide whether or not she was disappointed that Joker had left without saying goodbye, she finally got up, deciding that she was not and went upstairs to see if Dotcom was awake. Even though she had finished that whole blunt with the guys, she did not feel all that high but she figured Joker and Tre were probably going to see to that when they returned. Now, she stood outside Dotcom's closed door, listening for any sounds coming from inside the room. But a distant 'ding' sounded from his phone so she gambled on it and knocked twice.
"Come in!" came a voice, so Jayde opened the door slowly, peering around the edge. "Hey." Dotcom said from the bed, holding up his phone as he read the text message he had just received while she stepped inside, glancing around at his bedroom. She had never been in there before, but was not surprised to find it was rather chic, like her room. A large painting on the far wall had just caught her attention when he spoke again, setting the phone down. "Where'd they go?"
Jayde sat on the other side of his bed, leaning back against his pillows. "To the liquor store." She answered, picking up Dotcom's glasses from the bed to try them on, only to squint when they immediately hurt her eyes. "I guess Tre and Joker wanna get smashed tonight…in honor of Tre's first night as a part of the team." Dotcom snorted, rolling his eyes. Jayde went on, reaching out to pat his arm. "At least I'll have you here to help me keep them under control." She winked but her grin fell a second later when Dotcom cringed.
"Actually…I'm going to Gotham tonight to go out with a few friends." He put hesitantly, sitting up to reach out and take Jayde's hand when she groaned loudly. "I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, putting on his glasses. "My friend Mike just called to tell me about a new spot that just opened up on 56th and he wants to go to dinner, then check it out…free drinks, you know…"
At this, he hopped up from the bed to move to his closet, which surprisingly was absolutely stuffed to over flowing with clothes and accessories. "Oh!" he squealed, bouncing a few times as he stood in front of it and he turned to Jayde, excitedly. "You can help me pick out what to wear! I gotta look fierce, girl…"
Somewhere around a half-hour later, Jayde had helped Dotcom pick out a nice pair of dark jeans and a slightly tight, black button-down shirt, the sleeves of which he planned to fold up to his elbows and a studded belt. She had a huge feeling he would look fabulous and as gay as he could ever dream to. Halfway through trying on clothes, Jayde had heard the garage door open and close downstairs so after Dotcom had disappeared into the bathroom for a shower, she ventured to the door to go downstairs and find the boys.
Once out onto the landing, Jayde glanced down to find that Joker and Tre were seated at the kitchen table, a small pile of stinky, strong smelling weed between them as they rolled blunts. She laughed as she approached them, grinning at Joker when he looked up momentarily.
"You guys are gonna do it big tonight, huh…" she mocked them slightly, seating herself at the table between them to watch. She was not surprised however when neither of them answered until Joker had finished rolling his and wasted no time in lighting it to take a long drag from it, inhaling deeply. He exhaled a second later, blowing his smoke right into Jayde's face. She coughed, but accepted the blunt from him, laughing when Joker wiggled from head to toe, obviously feeling the affects right away.
At first, Jayde had not noticed but two bottles of liquor, one clear and one dark sat on the far end of the table and now both Joker and Tre each had a small glass of ice and alcohol in front of them. Tre took a sip of his, clearing his throat once he had swallowed and was now accepting the blunt from Jayde as she passed it. She was in the middle of admiring how fuzzy her brain was beginning to feel when Joker's voice startled her slightly.
"What is Dotcom doing?" he asked, looking over when Jayde snorted a laugh.
"He's getting ready to go out. I think he's going to dinner with a friend then they're going to some new gay club in the city." She answered, and Joker had just scoffed with a roll of his eyes when Tre coughed, handing the blunt across the table.
"Dude is gay?" he asked, as though this was hard to believe and both Joker and Jayde burst out laughing. Joker's hand slapped the table a few times as he drew on the lit cigar.
"Hell yeah, Dotcom is so gay, he probably shits rainbows." He answered, shaking his head as he passed the cigar on to Jayde again. "But he doesn't know that I know, so keep that between us." He added a second later, taking a sip of his drink.
Seemingly hours later, as was one of the effects of marijuana, the three of them were in the middle of laughing loudly at a story Tre had told about when he and Joker lived together when Dotcom came trotting down the stairs, looking very dapper if Jayde did say so herself. The moment Joker and Tre looked over, the confident grin that had been lurking on his face faded and he stopped at the bottom of the stairs, stashing his phone in his back pocket.
"Um…hey." He said awkwardly, now walking much more slowly toward the kitchen where all the keys hung on a nail. Joker turned in his seat, glancing at Jayde with his evil, 'I get a huge kick out of this' grin.
"Where are you going?" he asked, picking up his glass to bring it up but he paused before he drank some of it, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows to show Dotcom he was eagerly awaiting his answer.
"Uh-…I'm just going to dinner and a movie with a friend of mine." He answered in a voice that truly sounded much more steady than the expression on his face. "I shouldn't be back too late, so…don't wait up!" and with that, he shut the garage door behind him and Jayde slapped Joker as he snickered.
"You are such a jerk to him!" she cried, still grinning as he shrugged, finally taking a sip of that drink of his.
"No, I'm not." He answered adamantly. "If I really had a problem with him being a fag, he would not be working for me, and definitely wouldn't be living in my house." Joker paused, glancing at Tre before looking back to Jayde, cocking one eyebrow. "Now, on the other hand, if you were gay, Jayde…that would be a whole different story." He winked and Jayde rolled her eyes, swinging out to punch him again.
By the time Jayde really fully understood what was going on, it was nearing one in the morning and all three of them- herself, Joker and Tre- were fairly drunk…and not to mention incredibly high. At around midnight, Joker and Tre had noticed that she was not drinking and had insisted on making her an incredibly strong mix of some of the rum they had bought and one of the Dr. Peppers from the fridge. She had only finished half of it but had to stop when she felt a bit of the spins come on…unless she wanted this fun night to end with her unconscious on the bathroom floor. She had a feeling that the Joker was not the type that would hold her hair while she puked her guts out. She was feeling pretty good and awfully giggly though so when Tre stepped out onto the back porch, Jayde followed, plopping down in the chair next to him to ask for a cigarette.
He obliged and Jayde had just lit it when the sliding glass door slid open behind them. They both looked up in time to see Joker attempt to step outside but find out halfway that he had not opened it wide enough. Jayde and Tre burst out laughing as his shoulder banged into the door hard and he groaned, staggering through until he caught himself on the beam of the porch, giggling breathlessly.
A second later, Joker had dropped down into the chair next to Jayde and sighed, closing his eyes to move a bit of his messy hair away from his face. He must have noticed her smoking as he reached over, pulling her lit cigarette from between her fingers to take a long drag and hand it back, exhaling with a slight groan. A deep laugh escaped him before he looked over at Tre with half-lidded glassy eyes.
"Tre, I wont lie to ya, pal. I'm kinda fucked up right now." He admitted, glancing at Jayde as she snorted a laugh and Tre nodded, blinking slowly as he hit his own cigarette.
"Same here, Ki…Same here." Tre answered, but then laughed, looking over at Joker. "Do you remember that one time when we were jits and we got stupid drunk then ended up stealing that dude's Plymouth?" he asked and Joker nodded, laughing as he rocked forward in his chair.
"And we wrecked it not even fifteen minutes later? Oh, yeah…I remember that…" he said and both of them slipped off into flashbacks, leaving Jayde wanting to hear the full story. She glanced back and forth between them for a few seconds as they stared off in different directions with half grins on their face before she tossed her hands.
"Ok, so one of you tell me what happened, I'm interested now." She asked, looking to Joker hoping he was about to tell her but he had closed his eyes, smirking to himself with his head rested on the glass of the window behind him.
"You tell it, Tre." He said and Jayde rolled her eyes before looking to Tre, who took a deep breath before starting at the very beginning and launched into a detailed re-telling of that particular memory. Jayde listened eagerly, remembering from the first time she met him what a good story-teller he was.
She had just finished laughing at the part when it had been Joker's idea to car-jack this older man for his shitty, old model Plymouth when she glanced over only to do a slight double take. Instead of listening to Tre or even looking at him, Joker was staring…gazing at her with a smirk on his face as if he had been waiting for her to notice. He was still leaned back in the chair but now had his arms folded comfortably over his chest and only once she had grinned back at him did he look away to Tre as he finished the story.
Just then, Jayde turned when she heard the garage door open and Dotcom walked into the house, glancing around at the emptiness until he noticed the three of them sitting outside. For a second, it looked like he was about to come join them, but the next second, his phone started ringing so he answered it, trotting over to the stairs to go up, giggling as he did. Across the table, Tre nodded, obviously having watched the same thing Jayde had.
"Ah, yeah…I see it now…"
After another few minutes, the three of them went back inside, Jayde sitting down at the table, Joker going to the kitchen for water and Tre raising his arms over his head to stretch. Jayde laughed when he swayed dangerously, bracing himself against the wall as he blinked hard a few times. When he noticed her laughing, he smirked that same familiar grin as Joker had and reached up to tie his long, thin dread locks back off of his shoulders.
"I'm about to crash out, yo…" he told Joker once he had come back around the corner holding a glass of ice water. He nodded but raised his eyebrows when Tre went on. "And for fuck sake, man…Do NOT come wake me up to do something before noon tomorrow, a'right?"
Joker laughed, pointing at him. "Can't make any promises but I'll keep that in mind." He said this, although he was thinking it was going to be highly unlikely that he would be feeling up to much of anything the next day. For the moment, however, he was feeling awfully good and could not get over the way Jayde looked like an absolute sex kitten as she stood up from the table once Tre had gone into his room. Joker could feel the monster inside him growling hungrily as he followed her into the kitchen while she carried the empty glasses in to set them in the sink.
At first, he just watched, knowing his opportune moment would reveal itself when the time was right for him to pounce and it did not come until he had followed her to the stairs at a distance. He knew that Jayde knew what he was doing but he was beyond caring; alcohol had that sort of affect on him.
He was just admiring the way her hips swung in his face as he slinked up the stairs behind her when Jayde tossed her hair over her shoulder and Joker took a deep breath of the coconut scent of her shampoo, exhaling with a slight growl. A second later, he reached out to grab the back of her low-rise jeans and he pulled her down until she landed on the stairs on her ass. Of course, Jayde did the opposite of what he had expected and burst into giggles as he crawled up a few steps until he was between her knees with his hands on the stairs on either side of her shoulders. He smirked down at her, shaking his head.
"You're not supposed to laugh, Jayde."
His voice sounded a bit deeper than usual and immediately, Jayde stopped laughing once she had noticed the look in his eyes. It could have been the liquor having an effect on him but Jayde had a feeling it would be easier to rationalize it later if she just pretended he was finally showing her some genuine affection. She sighed, tilting her head back as he reached down, tracing the curve of her neck from her chin to her collarbones with one finger, slowly.
"You just gonna sleep in your room all by your onesy again?" he asked quietly, leaning down to place his lips just below her ear and plant a soft kiss there. "Or you gonna come sleep with me…" he added a second later and it took a lot for Jayde not to moan right out loud. Her hands found his shoulders and she curled her fingers, tightening her grip slightly.
"I wanna sleep with you, mister Joker…" she purred a second later, laughing breathlessly when he hmm-ed delightedly, rising from the stairs to pull her up with him.
They had almost reached his bedroom door when Jayde gasped then giggled, surprised to find that she still felt a little tipsy as she turned to face him, now walking backwards. Joker raised an eyebrow as he reached out to grab her hips.
"Wait, wait…" she started, moving away from his door. "I need something to sleep in." Joker laughed, shaking his head.
"No, you don't." he answered, now pulling her inside his pitch dark room with him, his hands sliding from her hips to the small of her back. Jayde sighed contentedly, tilting her back but gasped a second later when he reached down to grab the back of her thighs, pick her up and wrap her legs around his waist. A girly giggle escaped her against her will and her hands rested on his shoulders as he stepped over to his bed to sit on the edge with her straddling his lap.
He laughed, looking up at her in the dark with a slight grin on his face. "I'm kinda drunk, Jayde…" he admitted a moment later, laying down on his back along his bed, groaning happily when she lay along his chest, arching her back when his hands slid onto that deep dip.
"I am too." She replied, giggling when Joker moved her hair to the side to let his lips come to rest on her neck, kissing her lightly a few times. All playful giggles ceased however when Joker pulled back only slightly and Jayde shivered as he exhaled slowly against her skin, his warm breath sending chills all over her body. His hands had just snaked up the back of her shirt to pull it off and once it had been tossed across the room, he pulled her back down, now nipping lightly at her shoulder.
"I'm glad you're living here now." He murmured in that deep, raspy, clowny voice, grinning to himself when Jayde shivered as he pinched her bra clasp, popping it apart. She sat up when her hair fell over her shoulders, hiding her now exposed breasts from him.
"Why? Cause you can get this whenever you want now?" Her answer came out before she even had a chance to think about what she was accusing him of and she blamed it on the alcohol. Luckily, Joker didn't seem to notice her connotation.
"Nooo…" he replied, reaching up to move her hair slightly to let his finger trace the delicate curve of her breast. "Because you're always happy to see me…People usually aren't that happy to see me…It's a nice change of pace."
Jayde smiled at him, laying back down to quickly press her lips to his neck and Joker groaned, tugging down on her hips as he brought his up. She pulled away just in time to catch Joker grinning at her, watching her eyes for those tell-tale signs of pure, unfiltered lust circulating in her veins and she practically purred as she rocked her hips back then forward.
After just a second of this, Joker pushed himself up to his elbows before he moved backward toward his pillows to sink into them, groaning when Jayde went with him, crawling back onto his lap. His hands reached out again, fingering the button of her jeans as if hinting that he would like these to come off next and that she should get to it soon before he decided to take the lead.
So once Jayde had discarded of her jeans, she climbed back on top of him, straddling his hips as Joker hmm-ed deep in his chest. His eyes had taken in almost everything about her at that moment, from the way her collarbones and delicate shoulders made her hourglass shape more dynamic to the way her lips somewhat puckered naturally on their own. Both of his hands now reached up, contouring her curvy, thin figure from her ribs down to her hips where he gripped her hard enough to bruise, groaning as he tilted his head back. The Joker was nearing the end of his patience.
Jayde had come to recognize this time by now so she scooted down until she sat on his legs and reached out to unbuckle his belt, loving the way the metal sounded as it clinked pleasantly. Joker was watching her, his breathing slightly staggered now with anxiousness and Jayde threw a playful smirk at him as she slowed her movements, in love with the way she was torturing him. Seconds later, Joker's deep voice broke the quiet.
"Don't tease me, Jayde." He threatened darkly, his eyes now closed and goosebumps erupted all over her skin at the way he said her name when he was about to fuck her. So she hurried to undo his belt all the way and tug his jeans down until they were low enough to free him from that denim prison. He sighed with slight relief only for his breath to catch in his chest when she reached out, wrapping both of her small hands around him firmly. They moved up, slowly, to the very tip before back down where she tightened her grip, pulling another deep moan from him.
"Stop." He said after she did this again and he reached down to grab her wrist and pull her toward him. "Get to it or it's my turn." He then growled and Jayde shivered again; she was growing to absolutely love his threats.
So after Joker had watched her slide her underwear down her legs, he was in the process of tracing the scar on his bottom lip with his tongue when Jayde climbed onto his lap again, positioning her hips perfectly above him. She hesitated, watching his eyes as they slowly slid up from her waiting pussy to her eyes where he squinted at her.
As much as he felt he needed to be in control, just laying there and letting Jayde do all the work was turning out to be quite fun, albeit frustrating on a level he had never experienced before. So after a few seconds of waiting, he suddenly reached out to grab her hips and force her down on to him while lifting his hips sharply, entering her to the hilt. Jayde let out a yelp but Joker was not concerned about anyone hearing her. In fact, he rather hoped he would have the whole house of drunks awake in a matter of minutes.
But when Jayde began to move her hips, he closed his eyes, letting out a content, relieved sigh as if he had just taken a hit of his favorite drug and he could literally feel the tension drain rapidly from him. Her hands had come to rest on his chest, over the white, v-neck t-shirt he was wearing, but a second later, he sat up slightly to discard it, suddenly eager to feel her hands on his bare skin. He groaned when she raked her nails along his chest to his stomach, over the faint outline of his muscles.
His hands had been resting lightly low on her hips but he tightened his grip, looking up at Jayde as she rocked her head back and to the side, sliding her eyes closed.
"God…" she whimpered, but looked down at Joker as he laughed breathlessly.
"You can just call me Joker, baby…" he growled, baring his teeth in a snarling grin when Jayde laughed, leaning over to practically lay on his chest. Her hips continued to move but she now nudged his chin with her nose, forcing him to tilt his head back so she could kiss that one secret spot on his neck.
"Oh, Joker…" she purred in his ear, grinning to herself when he grunted, then pulled her hips down onto him, hard. A soft gasp left her only to be followed by a loud moan as he starting moving his hips, coming up to meet her as he pulled her down each time.
They fell into a dangerous rhythm that soon had Jayde making awfully loud noises and Joker practically panting as he arched his back. Upon reflection, he could not remember a time where he had ever let a girl ride him for this long before taking over but surprisingly, he was really enjoying this and had a feeling that Jayde might have been doing some homework on the weekends while he had been away…
Jayde had just let out a fairly loud whimper when Joker brought his knees up in an effort to get her to stop for a few moments and let him fight it off but either she did not catch the cue or ignored it. She kept going. Joker growled, closing his eyes to try and think of something else and at first, he succeeded, only to be brought back abruptly to earth when he felt Jayde place her hand high up on his chest, just below his neck.
For a second, he thought…he hoped she was about to place that little hand of hers on the front of his neck and apply pressure but she didn't and instead rocked forward on her hands, allowing him to pull out of her. She was breathing hard and as he looked up at her, slightly confused, she grinned, shrugging.
"It's your turn now." She explained.
"Ya sure?" he asked as he sat up, moving to stand up at the edge of the bed and once she had nodded, he reached out, grabbing the back of her hips to pull her across the bed toward him until she was at the perfect height for him to thrust his hips, entering her swiftly once more. Standing, Joker was able to give himself much more momentum and Jayde literally cried out as he swung into a rough rhythm. Seconds later, Joker was groaning with her, closing his eyes to tilt his head back.
"Fuck, I love this pussy…" Jayde heard him growl from behind her and she opened her eyes; she had never heard him use the L-word before.
It was not long before Jayde was beside herself, crying out his name, not even caring who else was still awake and hearing all of this and apparently, neither did Joker. He was panting, thrusting as deeply into her as he could and although it did hurt slightly, Jayde was beyond caring and as she came, little sparkly lights flashed in her vision, her ears now ringing a bit. Joker was not far behind her and he came with a deep groan, rocking his hips a few more times until he pulled out of her, shaking his head roughly as though to clear away fuzziness.
Jayde had landed on her stomach and was expecting Joker to lay down next to her once he had fastened his jeans back up but instead, he crashed down into the pillows. Disappointment threatened to overtake her but a moment later, she felt his strong arms wrap around her to pull her up close to him, against his chest.
He smelled wonderful, she thought to herself as they caught their breath- like sex, a little like sweat, liqour, and a bit of the cologne he always wore. She was about to tell him and had just looked up at him to do so when his lips met hers and she sighed softly, realizing suddenly that this was the first time they had kissed each other all day and how much she had missed it.
Jayde practically melted against him when he brought his other hand up, touching the side of her face with the backs his fingers, eventually tracing her curved scar down to the corner of her lips and he pulled away, sighing against her. Just barely, in the faint light shining around the edge of the blanket thrown over the window, Jayde could see his shiny brown eyes, watching her, glancing back and forth between her blue ones a few times. For a second, it looked as though he was about to say something as his lips parted, but he closed them again, his brow now slightly furrowed. Jayde wanted to ask him what he was going to say but realized that it didn't matter. Just the fact that he was holding her now was enough for her and she closed her eyes, sighing in deep contentment.
Several minutes passed and although Jayde's eyes were closed, she knew he was still watching her, still studying her and it did not bother her in the least bit. She just hoped he was still there in the morning when she woke up and with that, she let herself slip off to sleep, curled up in his arms.
A/N- YEAH, YEAH…I KNOW…"the Joker can't have lovey-dovey emotions" blah, blah, blah. Everything I write is for a reason, so just keep readin', kiddos. Its bout to get rough. Buckle up. -QOM