A/Warning: There is an extensive, birthday sex scene in this one. Be advised.

The moment the helicopter began to lose contact with the safety of the ground, Jayde started to feel queasy but it was hard to stay focused on that feeling when beside her, Joker was acting slightly like a dog that had just gotten invited to ride in the 'C-A-R'. His knee was bouncing out of control as the co-pilot turned around to hand him two small headsets and after Joker had put his on, he handed the other to Jayde, glancing between it and her face as she stared at him. A moment later, when she did not respond, he reached out, forcing the small headphones and microphone around the back of her head. Jayde was about to hit him but paused when she noticed an immediate absence of the sound of the roaring, chopping blades above, leaving a crisp, clear near-silence. Joker was smirking, watching her face as she relaxed a tiny bit.

"Now, isn't that better?" he asked, his voice sounding clear but raspy as it came through the headphones. She nodded, but then shook her head as she kept her eyes trained on him to keep from accidentally glancing out of one of the huge windows.

"Yeah, but I'm still not looking out!" she answered, shaking her head when Joker suddenly whipped around from the window, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Why not?" he cried, holding out his hands at the interior and distant exterior of the helicopter. "How do you not think this is awesome?"

Jayde had just glanced at the back-side profiles of the two men in front when one of them half-turned to look back at them, and she noticed that they were wearing the same camo pants and black t-shirt that both Dotcom and Tre wore.

"When are we droppin' again, boss?" he asked, glancing at Jayde as he must have realized she could hear his voice clearly now through the head set. Joker tore his attention away from the window to glance at his watch and look over.

"Choppers one and two are dropping at four-thirty, choppers three and four go at four-forty. Time is four-eighteen now so get us over toward Main and Lincoln." Joker glanced at Jayde as he finished his instructions, only to find that her face had once again grown rather drawn and anxious. He sighed, shaking his head with a smirk. "You are such a baby." He noted, reaching out to wrap his fingers around her wrist and force her closer to him. "C'mon…Look." At first, Jayde had half a mind to scoot as far away from him along the back seat as possible but she figured if she was going to be close to a window, she might as well have him in between her and the door. So she scooted as close to his side as she possibly could without sitting in his lap, only to gasp slightly at what she saw, glancing up at him as he watched her face, grinning.

"Wow…" she breathed, her eyes soaking in the view of the huge buildings and tiny streets and cars below them. The late-afternoon sun was bright, bouncing warm, yellow beams of light off the numerous windows. The air conditioning units on the tops looked like tiny, toy blocks and if Jayde really strained her eyes, she could just see minute, ant-like people walking, crossing the street or entering and leaving a store or building; the city seemed to be bustling. Joker laughed, motioning to the window.

"See?" he growled into the microphone against his cheek. Jayde nodded, crossing her right leg over her left knee to lean against him, resting one of her hands on the crook of his elbow as he sat comfortably with his hand rested over her knee. It was very unlike him to want to sit with her like this, especially in such close quarters to two of his 'minions', but Jayde pushed the uncertainty into the back of her mind, resolving herself to just enjoy it and not worry about intentions. She was finally feeling more relaxed with being up in the air, high above the city and honestly, she was immensely grateful that the Joker was in an extraordinarily good mood; he had the potential to make this helicopter ride a living nightmare for her.

"Alright, boys, we should see chopper one any minute now, take us in a wide circle around this intersection until we see 'em." Joker instructed, bringing his hand from Jayde's knee to his vests inside pocket where he produced a small radio and tiny earpiece a moment later. Jayde watched him take off the helicopters head set, honestly a little glad that Joker had left her out of this plan; it was very entertaining, trying to guess what she was supposed to be watching for. With her head set on, Jayde could not hear what Joker was saying into the radio and certainly could not hear a reply but she tried to read his lips from the side as he spoke into it, his eyes glancing out of the window next to him. A second later, he took the ear piece out to put his headset back on.

"Chopper one is dropping in ten seconds, fellas! Watch for it, now!" he told the guys before he turned to Jayde, his eyebrows raised as he pointed to the window on the other side behind her. Jayde turned quickly, her eyes immediately spotting another helicopter approaching in the distance quickly, a long cable extended beneath it. An absolutely enormous basket of some kind hung below it. At the last second, the helicopter dipped, lowering it's basket gradually. "Three…two…one…" Joker growled, sliding over behind Jayde now to watch. She jaw dropped as the basket opened up, showering an immense amount of water along the long, main boulevard. Turning to him, her mouth was agape. "No, wait!" he exclaimed, pointing at the window. Another helicopter was zooming along coming toward them, though probably a hundred feet lower as it sent another shower of water along the intersecting street.

"Why water?" she asked him, furrowing her eyebrows when a second later, he broke into a loud laugh, joined shortly by the two pilots in the front seats. He slapped his knee a few times, shaking his head.

"Water? " he repeated, giggling breathlessly. "That's lye, sweetie pie." He then growled, bouncing his eyebrows as a slightly sick feeling returned to the pit of Jayde's stomach. She knew it was beyond impossible but Jayde almost felt as though she could hear the screams coming from the streets below from mutilated burn victims, hysterical and panicked. Beside her Joker was giggling to himself, placing that tiny ear piece in his right ear again, though this time he had left the other head set around his neck on his shoulders, leaving the microphone up near his chin; Jayde did not glance over when she heard him speaking.

"Tre, go back to the airfield right now. Take the two pilots out then get outta there and take the long way back to the house. Jaybird and I are heading back." She heard him say, but only once she heard the rustle of the helicopters head phones did she look over at him to find him staring out past the window next to him, bouncing his knee again but otherwise looking more relaxed. He must have felt her watching him as he looked over a second later, arching his eyebrows when Jayde smiled, inching closer to him along the backseat. Joker glanced at the door beside him before back at Jayde sliding away from her by a few inches. His hand rested on the metal handle that opened the door. She ignored this, closing the remaining distance to slide her arm under his and link her hands together over his forearms, giggling when he rolled his eyes. Her hand reached up to wrap around the end of the microphone, preventing the pilots from hearing her.

"Are you having a good birthday?" she asked in nothing short of a shout, only to grin when Joker shrugged, shaking his head slightly.

"I dunno, am I?" he asked in response through the microphone, smirking down at her from the corner of his eye as she rolled her eyes, grinning to herself as she turned to stare out the opposite window.

Surprisingly, the ride back to the grassy field beyond the house did not seem to take as long as the ride away from it and before Jayde even knew what was going on, the metal supports beneath the helicopter were touching back down gently. The grass all around them was rippling and flattened against the tremendous wind coming from the blades and Jayde had just realized it kind of looked like Joker's hair when she felt Joker's finger nudge her ever so faintly against the side of her leg. Frowning, she looked down before over at him but half way between her leg and his face, she noticed the long, black barrel of a shot gun in her peripheral vision. Her breath hitched in her throat when she turned her head slowly toward the younger of the two guys. Joker laughed, narrowing his eyes on to the young man's, licking his lips slowly.

"Really? But I thought we were having such a nice time, fellas…" he growled, cocking his head to the side as the younger guy and the other pilot chuckled.

"We like ya, Boss. But we know how you are, we heard about Matt, Trey and Howie…" he said, his eyes flying to Jayde before back to Joker's. "So you guys just get out and go inside…and we'll be on our way." Another short laugh left Joker before he reached for the door handle, keeping his eyes locked onto the co-pilot's as he opened the door.

"Well, woman, you heard the man," he turned finally with a chuckle, reaching out to the wall of the helicopter to help himself step out and down, holding out his hands for Jayde to take. Only once she had made it fully from the back of the cockpit did the incredibly ballsy young man put his gun down and the blades of the helicopter began to speed up and beat the air again, lifting it slowly from the ground. Joker pulled Jayde away toward the patio, forcing her to follow him inside, past the table, past the kitchen, over to the garage door and out into the driveway. His hand reached into his vest pocket again as he pulled out a small, blinking device, only to turn it over in his hand, glancing up at the retreating helicopter as he flipped a tiny switch. "Happy birthday to me…" he sang quietly to himself, watching the sky as Jayde gasped, looking out over the vast field. At first, nothing happened and Joker was still singing. "Happy BIRTHDAY dear Joker…"

Suddenly, the early evening sky was lit up in a ball of fire as Jayde jumped with a gasp, clapping her hand over her mouth as the helicopter exploded in mid-air, showering the forest below it in smoking shrapnel. Beside her, Joker burst into a loud, manic laughter, doubling slightly as he laughed at the ground. She watched, wondering to herself how on earth she had ever thought he would let two of his minions get away with putting a gun in his face.

"NOW I'm having a good birthday!" he shouted, clapping his hands a few times as the giant black Escalade pulled into the driveway, crunching the gravel noisily. Joker walked over toward it, adjusting his tie pompously as the truck stopped and Tre and Dotcom climbed out, one shaking their head, the other, scowling.

"Man, are you kidding me?" Tre began, walking over toward the garage where Joker stood a few feet from Jayde, still giggling. "We saw that almost a mile up the road! You know how many people probably saw-," He was complaining, but Joker did not seem to be listening as he bent down and picked up a handful of small rocks before he threw it at Tre hard, pelting him with gravel as he went to turn away. "The FUCK?"

"Lighten up, Tre! There's nobody around for miles!" he exclaimed, throwing words in between deep breaths and laughter but a second later, he let out a cackle as Tre bent down for a handful of rocks in retaliation but Joker was already running off into the stretch of grass. Tre took off after him, forcing a high-pitched scream from Joker as he sped up, trying to dodge the gravel Tre had thrown and most of it managed to hit him but he was too busy howling with laughter as his best friend chased him. Dotcom had walked over to Jayde and now both stood there smirking as the guys played like two dogs in the yard, shouting curses and it was obvious that Tre was maybe a little bit faster than Joker. He was gaining ground when Joker changed directions into a patch of dirt, bending down quickly for another handful of earth, which he promptly threw at Tre, nearly tripping over himself as he cackled. By now, Jayde and Dotcom felt like they had seen enough and rolled their eyes at each other, turning to go into the house and start dinner.

While Dotcom decided on what to make, Jayde considered going to change out of her dress and heels but she noticed that the dress really was fairly comfortable and it was obvious Joker loved the way it made her hips look…It was his birthday, after all. She had just come back downstairs from putting the purple heels in her closet when the garage door burst open and in traipsed Tre, followed closely by the Joker, who's white shirt and gray vest now bore a long vertical grass stain from his right shoulder, on down his side to his hip. They both seemed slightly winded and Jayde was just about to open her mouth to ask when Joker shook his head hard, blinking a few times.

"Tre was just showing me how linebackers tackle people." He explained when he noticed Jayde staring at his disheveled appearance and he tossed a dirty look over his shoulder at Tre before he looked back to Jayde, nodding his head in his direction. "Very strong, that one. Make an excellent field hand…" Jayde snorted a laugh, her eyes immediately growing wide as she glanced at Tre, hoping he wasn't about to get mad at her for laughing at Joker's incredibly racist joke. Luckily, he must have grown used to comments like that from his best friend and clearly understood them as nothing more than jokes as he walked away, rolling his eyes.

Once Tre disappeared into his room and Joker had gotten his glass of ice water, he retreated into the living room, pinching Jayde on the ass as he went. The tv was still on the news station from the last time someone had turned it on so he propped his mis-matched, socked feet on the coffee table in front of him, draining half the glass before he set it down on the table next to him. Of course, news of the acid attack had already spread and now footage of an absolutely trashed avenue and intersection were being shown, images of burn victims from afar being ushered into ambulances by paramedics in hazard suits. He took a deep breath in through his nose before he exhaled slowly a moment later, smirking to himself. Tre's voice tore his attention from the tv and he tilted his head all the way back to look at him upside down. He was waving a blunt.

"Wanna get high?"

Joker nodded once.

"Why, yes I do."

When Jayde stepped onto the porch fifteen minutes later, Joker was giggling, scrunching up his nose to wrinkle the leftover greasepaint there as Tre joined him in the laugh from the other side of the table. They both looked up as she took a step toward them, placing her hands on her hips as they snickered.

"Dinner is almost ready." She announced, glancing from Tre to Joker as he let his glossy, half-lidded eyes travel up and down her slowly. His finger reached out to the tight, pencil-skirt bottom of her dress, sliding it underneath the material over her knee.

"Really…" he growled but snorted with laughter again as she batted his hand away, turning on her heel to march back inside, leaving the two of them to be stoned and silly. While their behavior was a hop, skip and a jump from 'annoying', Jayde found their antics somewhat endearing, giving her a glimpse of how immense their friendship really was. She rolled her eyes to herself as she joined Dotcom in the kitchen again.

By the time the boys had come back inside from the patio, the entire house reeked of freshly made food and although dinner at the house normally meant everyone just eating when they felt like it and where they felt like it, Jayde was hoping things could be different that night. Of course, she wasn't really sure how to bring up the fact that she would like everyone to eat together without getting laughed at so she stayed quiet, hoping things would just sort of…happen that way. Unfortunately, this was not the case.

Jayde and Dotcom had just finished eating at the table when it seemed Tre and Joker decided they actually were hungry and went to the kitchen but then settled back down at the table by the couch a few minutes later, eating in silence as they watched a show called 'Gangland'. She wanted to be annoyed at this, but it really seemed Joker would rather have it that way than to make some formal thing of it.

Finally, once all the plates had gone into the washer, once Joker had gone upstairs to shower and change his clothes, once Tre had disappeared into his room and once Dotcom had finished the pots and pans, the boss was whistling shrilly through his teeth as he trotted down the stairs like Captain Von Trapp calling for the children. Jayde looked over but felt her stomach flip inside of her when she noticed that he had washed his face and hair and was looking more 'normal' than ever. She grinned at him when he noticed her staring and made a bee-line toward her, lowering his head to glare at her from under the ridge of his arched eyebrows.

"Come sit at the table, now!" he shouted to Dotcom and Tre, keeping his eyes narrowed on Jayde as he reached her, sliding his hands onto her hips to the small of her back. She tilted her head back, sighing when a fresh, vague wave of his cologne met her senses. "Got a little…talking to do…" he then growled as though still speaking to the others, even though his voice was low and directed at her. Jayde shivered slightly when his nose nudged the side of her neck lightly, followed by a soft, quick kiss a second later; she positively melted.

Within moments, both Dotcom and Tre had appeared by the table, sitting as they forced themselves not to look over at Joker and Jayde by the kitchen. Joker pulled away from her neck, clapping his hands together once as he approached the chair at the head of the table, patting the spot next to him to indicate he would like her to sit there. His hands folded in front of him as he leaned forward.

"Today's events have…inspired me." he began in a raspy growl, his eyes trained on a spot on the table as rapid thoughts went flying through his mind. "I feel like there's a lot of potential for a bit of an expansion on this diabolical plan of mine. I'd like for you two to set up a meeting at the warehouse on dock fifteen for Friday night," he instructed, glancing from Dotcom to Tre and back again. "Send out messages to our groups to meet there at eleven. I'll need both of you to be there ahead of time with our metal detectors-…" he paused, shaking his head as he laughed. "I'm getting ahead of myself. We'll go over the particulars tomorrow." With that, he glanced at Jayde, eyeing the visible half of her body as she sat there, staring at him expectantly. He took a deep breath, looking to Tre and Dotcom again. "In the mean time, you two might wanna scram for the night, 'cause…I'm about to tear this one apart." His thumb pointed at Jayde as she coughed into her glass of water, raising her eyebrows in shock as she looked to the other two, who were both now rolling their eyes and grumbling as they stood up from the table.

"Joker!…" she hissed at him quietly, blushing deeply as he stood up, stretching his arms over his head with a groan. His eyebrows raised as he leaned down slightly.

"Jayde!…" he whispered back hoarsely, but held his hand out before she had a chance to scold him. "C'mon."

With her hand in his, Jayde allowed Joker to lead her over to the stairs, to the top where he moved to go down the hall to his room but she stopped, gasping when she remembered something. He paused and turned to face her, arching his eyebrows when she started grinning widely.

"Ok, go to your room. I gotta go get something. I'll be there in a second." She explained, reaching over with her other hand to peel his fingers from around hers, giggling. Finally, with a suspicious scowl, Joker let her go and continued on to his room, although once inside, he immediately walked to his bed with a heavy sigh and threw himself onto it like a rag doll. A second later, he pushed himself up to his hands and knees, remembering the 'birthday blunt' Tre had awarded him with after dinner. It had been in his front jeans pocket and as he reached for it, he hoped sincerely he would not have to tuck his tail between his legs and go down to Tre with a broken cigar in his hand. Luckily, it came out in one piece and Joker was just setting it lightly on his nightstand when the door opened and Jayde stepped in, shutting it behind her to stand against it, her hands behind her back. She grinned stupidly as she took a couple steps toward him.

"Ok, close your eyes…" she instructed playfully to Joker as he sat up.

"No." he answered flatly a second later, placing his hands in his lap as he sat indian style. Jayde rolled her eyes with a huff, sitting down on the bed across from him and Joker jumped slightly as she tossed a narrow black box into his lap. Joker's eyebrows practically met in the middle of his forehead as he lifted the box to look at it, eyeing the purple ribbon, complete with bow, examining it as though it were a bomb. A fake smile began to creep onto his face. "I've always wanted a box, Jayde, how'd you know?" he rasped sarcastically. Jayde sighed exasperatedly, closing her eyes.

"Stop being an asshole and open it." She commanded, sliding her eyes open again slowly, ignoring the dark look he sent her way by keeping her eyes fixed on the box in his hand. Finally, he sighed, tugging on one end of the ribbon to pull it off and slowly open the box; the partially annoyed expression on his face slid out of view. Inside the box sat a perfect, silver switch-blade knife, carved and stained with a purple and black design laid into the handle. The blade was open already as he took it from the box, turning it over in his hand, scowling at it while Jayde sat across from him, practically crawling with anxiety; there was a good chance it might not meet his knife criteria.

Her heart beat had just begun to quicken when he looked up, opening his mouth to say something but of course, he closed it again a second later, looking back down at the brand new knife in his hand. He turned it over again, clearly unsure and fighting himself on how to react. He looked up a few moments later, clearing his throat somewhat awkwardly.

"I uh-…don't know what…" he admitted, his voice clear and deep. It seemed he was about to force himself to go on but Jayde cut across him, sparing him the uncertainty.

"Just say thank you." She supplied for him, smiling up at him sweetly as he laughed, shaking his head.

"Thank you." He finally answered, then arched one eyebrow as he glanced from the knife to her face. "Does this mean I get to try it out on you?" he then asked, his eyes bouncing back and forth between hers rather hopefully as Jayde giggled, shaking her head.

"No, it does not."

Joker squinted, cocking his head to the side. "So does that mean I have to kiss you instead?" he then asked, wrinkling his nose as though the thought made him uncomfortable and she giggled, nodding her head. "Fine." He sighed, flipping open the knife again as he leaned back into his pillows, beckoning her closer with his pointer finger around the new toy in his hand. "C'mere."

At first, Jayde hesitated as she glanced at the shiny knife but boldly rocked forward, moving to rest on her hands and knees, crawling closer to him slowly until she had made it to his side. She leaned down, eyeing the deep scar in the middle of his bottom lip, forcing herself not to shiver when the tip of his tongue traced it quickly a moment later. She jumped when his deep voice broke her from her trance.

"Don't be shy…" he crooned, following the movement of her eyes with his own as she looked up at him. When she did not move, he reached out, sliding his hand into her hair gently, only to tighten his grip taught, pulling her face closer to his forcefully. Jayde mouth fell open a bit as she exhaled, blinking slowly in an effort to keep perfectly still when she felt the very tip of Joker's new knife press against her neck, just below her jaw. Finally, Joker pressed his lips to hers gently, relaxing his grip on her hair so she could fall into him a bit, deepening their kiss as his tongue immediately snuck out to just lightly grace against her top lip. At this, Jayde let herself shiver slightly, once again amazed with his ability to change his demeanor with record speed and she had just let her hand come to rest on his chest when a sharp, pin-prick pain at her neck forced her to pull away with a gasp. Joker was grinning.

"Woops…" he growled, once again tightening his grip on her hair, forcing her head to the side to expose the tiny cut he had made with a subtle flick of his wrist. A thin line of blood had appeared there but Joker was quick to reach up and smear it downward with his finger, following in the opposite direction with the tip of his tongue a moment later, biting down on a small fold of her skin. She responded exactly the way he'd hoped she would and let out the most delicious, natural whimper right next to his ear, rocking her hips forward. Joker grunted a laugh, pulling away from her neck.

"So since I was such a good boy today, you have to do something for me," he began quietly, tilting his head to the side slightly as Jayde's eyes narrowed like a wildcat that had just spotted a bird. Her perfect, pink tongue just barely slipped out to trace the curvy inner contour of her top lip.

"What's that, Mister Joker…" she purred, the corners of her lips raising just a bit when he tried to ignore how much he loved it when she called him that. His eyes narrowed before he sat up, pointing to the area of bed in front of him, glancing back at her eyes.

"Sit on your knees right here for me." he instructed, his voice clowny and quiet, watching her as she moved to obey him. He pushed himself up to sit more straight as Jayde sat on her knees before him, her ass just about eye level with him. "Bend over…" he growled slowly, pushing one of his fingers against the middle of her back to aid her as she bent at the hips to support herself with her hands. "Now…" he began, running his hands down the back of her thighs until he could slide his fingers under the bottom of her dress, gliding the soft material along with them as they journeyed back up. "I'm betting that you are wearing…a tiny, purple pair of…" Joker's jaw went slack when the edge of her dress passed over the perfect heart-shaped arch of her ass. SO wrong…

There, in front of him, less than two feet from his face, now sat Jayde's bare, pink pussy, glistening slightly in the dim light. Jayde must have been predicting his reaction to this as she rocked toward him slightly, looking over her shoulder at him as he flat-out stared. She giggled as his eyes finally moved to meet hers, half-lidded, as his jaw shifted to the side. He honestly looked mad, but Jayde knew better; his inner animal had woken.

"Well, don't be shy…" she purred a second later, turning his own words on him. He grunted a quick laugh before he sat up to his knees behind her, gliding his hands onto her back, pushing down on the small of it until Jayde was forced onto her forearms.

"-And she was wearing no underwear…" he growled as though just finishing a story, watching his hands as they continued up her back, pushing her dress up high enough so she could slide out of it. Jayde dropped it to the floor as she laughed, tossing her hair to one side so she could see what he was doing behind her.

"I took them off in my room." she explained, moaning a moment later when he pulled her hips back against him. "-Didn't think I would be needing them." It seemed Joker had snapped out of whatever daze he had fallen into and was now laughing deeply and quietly to himself as he reached down, running his thumb along the length of her slowly.

"What a smart girl, you are…" he complimented somewhat sarcastically, clearly paying the tiniest bit of attention to what she had said; it seemed the blood that normally operated his brain had migrated elsewhere for the time being. Jayde was just grinning proudly to herself for catching on so quickly when Joker suddenly rolled her to the side, onto her back where he pushed her knees apart with the palms of his hands. "Wanna play a game?" he asked smartly, reaching down to fit two fingers behind the leather of his belt at the buckle, undoing it with a soft 'clink'. Jayde rose up onto her elbows, forcing her gaze upward from his hand to his eyes. She cocked her head to the side.

"Sure." She answered, pulling herself a bit closer to him with her legs. "What's the game?"

"It's really more of a…wager, if you will." He explained, leaving his jeans buttoned and zipped for the time being as he leaned over her. "I bet that I can make you cum at least three times before I do." At this, Jayde instantly snorted, arching an eyebrow up at him.

"Yeah right." she argued but gasped, arching her back slightly when he pushed two fingers into her, raising his eyebrows as he did.

"So you're betting I can't…right?" he asked to confirm, practically rocking Jayde's entire body as he moved his fingers in and out of her deeply. She whimpered but nodded her head quickly.

"Yeah, I don't think you can." She spit out hastily, closing her eyes. "Sssseriously…" she then breathed with a slight hiss and a shudder when Joker's thumb made contact with her most sensitive spot. He giggled breathlessly, biting down on the inside of her thigh.

"Oh yeah?" his voice escaped him in a rough growl, watching Jayde's face as she practically cringed when he added another finger to his already sticky other two. "I guess all bets are on then."

At first, Joker continued moving his fingers and Jayde seemed to be withstanding it but after a few moments, he leaned down letting his tongue out to just lightly flick against her, sliding his hand under her ass to grip her when the muscles in her back tightened her into an arch. This was more of the reaction Joker had been wanting and he went on, distracting himself by trying to remember, besides Jayde, the last girl he had played this 'game' with. However, his memory was awfully hazy at the moment and he was having a hard time concentrating elsewhere when Jayde was writhing and breathing hard.

"You're cheating," she whimpered, opening her eyes to look down at him as he grinned, planting a kiss right at the top of her, speaking against her moistened, soft skin.

"And you're about to cum…" he observed, gliding his fingers in and out of her at a greater speed, sitting up to rub his thumb around her clit in circles as she clenched around his fingers. Jayde cried out, letting a short noise past her lips before she silenced herself, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt that increasingly familiar freight train of pleasure tear it's way through her body…There was no way he could make that happen another two times. "Looks like its one- zero." He growled, reaching down to finally unbutton and unzip his jeans, anxious to free himself from the constricting confines of his jeans. A moment later, Jayde reached out, pushing his hands away to quickly undo them herself, absolutely ravenous for him now. It seemed all that first one had done was wet her appetite, now, she was practically trembling in anticipation. Joker seemed to notice her desperation and was laughing quietly to himself as he allowed her to tug his jeans down far enough to dig behind his boxers and wrap her fingers around him tightly. Her eyes grew wide; it seemed his size surprised her every time.

"You sure you want that?" he asked teasingly, leaning down to rest his forearms on either side of her shoulders, watching her eyes as they slid closed in frustration.

"Yes," she answered quickly. "Please, Joker…" He growled deep in his chest at the sound of his name on her lips just after a plead and immediately, he rocked his hips forward to push into her, watching the muscles in her face relax as she sighed. Her hands hooked around his upper arms, tilting her head back as his hips moved against hers, deeply and gently, yet strong enough to rock her entire body. She moaned softly, threading her hands into the back of his hair, only to tighten her grip and pull, tilting his head back slightly.

Joker felt his dick give a hard throb at this. There was really only one thing Jayde had not learned to use against him at that point and that was pulling his hair. Any harder of a tug and he would have flown into 'fuck' mode, when right then, he was really only in 'pleasure Jayde' mode at the moment. He sat up, out of her reach, adjusting his knees further apart so he could pick up their game again. His hands pushed down on the inside of her thighs, parting them more fully to expose the place where their bodies met. He smirked, glancing up at her face to find she was watching him in mild anticipation.

"Wanna cum again?" he asked, arching his eyebrow as though she was about to say no, but to his surprise, she shrugged, turning her head to the side to look across the bed in an almost bored sort of way.

"If you think you can make me." she answered sassily and had just turned her head to look back at Joker when three of his fingers pressed down on the soft area of her tummy just inches from where her pelvic bone ended and her private places began. This put pressure on what she assumed was her bladder and in turn that secretive little 'g-spot' inside her that he was now hitting every time he thrust into her. Jayde whimpered, remembering to herself how she had just assumed that particular spot was a myth but it seemed now that Joker knew better. It most certainly did exist and he was using it to his advantage as he thrust his hips hard and deliberately, watching her closely.

Inside her, Joker could feel that Jayde was starting to quiver around him, a tell-tale mark of an oncoming orgasm and she had just looked up to him, her eyes slightly wide at the new sensation he had brought on from hitting this new spot, when he yawned dramatically, reaching up with his free hand to cover his mouth as Jayde whimpered, swinging out a hand to slap him hard on the chest. He growled a second later, pushing down harder on her lower tummy as he leaned over her, pinning her arm to the bed.

"You should know better than to hit me while you're trying not to cum," he advised dangerously, his voice low and loud, his eyes glossy and dilated as he watched her struggle. It was obvious Jayde was giving it everything she had to not let herself finish again but Joker was clearly not having any of that and reached his thumb down while he continued to push on her. Finally, she gasped, arching her back as she came again but Joker was quick to pull out and pretend to watch her clench even though it had been necessary if he had wanted to keep going. He had always been good at pushing off his own release for this little game of his but something about Jayde and that incredibly tight little thing made this particularly challenging. The second she was done, he pushed back into her, rolling his eyes upward as Jayde looked up at him.

"Think that's…two?" he asked but Jayde was ignoring him, clearly trying to catch her breath a bit. However, Joker had done this enough times to know that orgasms two and three had to be relatively close together or he would never win his game, especially if Jayde figured out his little trick of focusing the mind elsewhere. So before she could even speak, Joker reached out, placing his hand around the front of her throat; now it was time for the climax, the piece de resistance, his favorite part. He had been trying to sneak this in on Jayde without freaking her out and it seemed now, that opportune moment had arrived. She gasped when his fingers tightened around her neck but did not panic, at first.

Joker continued to rock into her forcefully, gradually tightening his grip on her neck as she breathed hard and as her eyes remained closed, it really seemed to him as though she was perfectly fine with this…that was until it grew harder to breathe. Jayde's eyes flew open a second later when her breath caught in her throat beneath his grip. Her fingers reached up quickly, wrapping around his wrist to try and pull his hand away but he was too strong and merely giggled to himself, reaching down with his free hand to once again, rub against her clit. Jayde tried to cry out but only managed a short squeak as her back arched.

The dim light in Joker's room had begun to darken as a heavy light-headedness began to take over and even though her eyes were wide open all she could see was the vague outline of his moving figure over her, his arm leading up to his broad shoulders as he choked her. She was trying to gasp for air and ignore her body as it spiraled out of control, clearly unsure which way to go- she could either panic or she could trust Joker to not kill her and let her body go. Her head was pounding with the frantic sound of her heartbeat as she tried to gasp for air but now, Joker was not even watching her and was scowling down at his entry point, his eyebrows furrowed as he watched himself thrust into her. She wanted to scream, to tell him that he was about to strangle her to death but his grip had grown so tight, she could not even make a sound. And yet, the lower half of her body was tingling like it was on fire and Jayde had just closed her eyes, inviting that darkness to swallow her whole and take her into unconsciousness. But the moment she felt herself begin to release, clenching tightly, Joker's hand released it's grip on her neck and she gasped deeply, her head swimming as wonderful oxygen filled her lungs and pleasure such that she had never felt before flooded her body from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. That breath she had taken in escaped from her in a loud scream, the words 'Joker' and 'oh my god' mingled together in some indeterminable cry.

Finally, it seemed Joker had gotten his fill of practically torturing her and was now thrusting into her deeply, placing his hands on either side of her ribcage to support himself. Jayde watched him, remembering the tiny growl he had given off when she pulled his hair earlier so quickly, before he could finish, she reached up, fisting both of her hands into the back of his hair, only to pull his head back. He groaned, closing his eyes as he resisted against her pulling, truthfully wanting this to go on, try and go for a forth orgasm with Jayde but the familiar tightening sensation across his lower abdomen was forcing him to keep going until he finally, finally came, bucking his hips a few more times deeply as he shook his head hard, when Jayde released her grip. Both of them were out of breath and admittedly a little shaky, Jayde more than Joker, but as he stood up from the bed to the carpet next to it, his knees buckled a bit but he caught himself, laughing breathlessly.

"Think it's safe to say I won." He grunted, smirking down at her as Jayde lay in the same spot, her body completely limp, her eyes fixed on the canopy above as she blinked slowly, her mouth slightly ajar. She turned her head slowly to look up at him.

"Think it's safe to say I might not be able to walk tomorrow." She admitted, rolling her eyes lethargically as Joker laughed, rebuttoning and zipping his jeans before he sat back down next to her, laying on his side, propped up on his elbow. He grinned at her as she reached out, resting her hand on his warm chest. "Happy birthday, Mister Joker. I hope you had a good day." Joker laughed quietly in his chest, resting his hand against the side of her face gently.

"Best day ever, kiddo."

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