Before Jayde had even opened her eyes the next morning, she sighed when she immediately noticed that the warm weight behind her had seemingly left the bed and as she turned onto her back, she spread out her arms. The place where Joker had fallen asleep felt cold and almost as though no one had been there. As unsurprised as she was that he was not there, Jayde honestly felt a little bit shocked that she had not felt him get up or heard him leave. How long had he been gone?
As she lay there on her back in the middle of the Joker's bed, she took a deep breath in, opening her eyes slowly to the dim light filtering into his room from the window next to the bed. A lot had happened the previous night and part of Jayde wondered if maybe Joker had left so early because he was feeling awkward about seeing her. Maybe the thought of actually being in a real relationship with someone was scaring him a little and he felt he needed to distance himself. Maybe…he was regretting their decision? With another sigh, Jayde lifted her leg, pointing her toe to reach out and pull the black drape away from the window a bit, using the tone of the sunlight outside as a guide to what time it was. From the crisp, somewhat golden glow reflecting off the top of the trees in the distance, Jayde gathered that it was well after eight but still before eleven. She sat up a second later, turning to throw Joker's blankets away from her, rising to walk over to the door and step out.
Walking to the stairs with a yawn, Jayde noticed Dotcom standing at his favorite spot in the kitchen, sipping from a mug of coffee as he read the newspaper. No one else was in sight so Jayde assumed that neither Tre nor the Joker were home but honestly, she didn't care at the moment. It was probably better that she not see her…man so soon after such an intense conversation. She strode up casually, saying a quiet 'hi' to Dotcom as she debated with herself on whether to tell him about the talk she and Joker had. A second later, as if he had been reading her mind, he looked over, placing his glasses on the top of his head, watching her until she noticed. Her eyebrow arched when she caught him staring from around the door of the fridge. She shrugged.
"What's that look for?" she asked, closing the fridge to walk over and pull a mug down from the cabinet. Dotcom shrugged, taking a sip of his own coffee.
"So what did you guys talk about?" he asked innocently, raising his eyebrows as Jayde frowned. His eyes rolled a moment later. "I tried to eavesdrop but you guys were being quiet and had the tv on." he admitted with another shrug. Jayde laughed, shaking her head as she poured steaming hot coffee into the mug.
"He asked if I was gonna be his girl," she answered casually, hoping Dotcom would just sort of skate right over this information without missing a beat. On the contrary, however, Jayde jumped when he gasped loudly in astonishment, setting his mug on the counter between them with a thunk.
"Jayde, are you kidding?" he asked, gaping fully at the side of her face as she smirked with a half-shrug.
"No, I'm not," she stated, shaking her head. "I told him he needed to give me a reason to stay here so…he kinda did." Across from her, Dotcom jumped slightly, reaching out to touch her arm.
"Oh my god, let's go outside n' smoke. You gotta tell me what he said." He insisted, leading her over to the sliding glass doors to step outside and sit down eagerly, lighting a cigarette before passing her the pack and lighter. "Ok, so…what did he say?"
At first, Jayde hesitated, wondering if it was really anyone else's business what he had said besides the Joker and herself. It had taken so much effort for him to come out and say what he had been feeling and Jayde didn't really think she wanted to share what had been said. With a smile, she looked over before back down at her knees.
"Not a lot, really. He just said he didn't want me to leave and…pretty much asked me if I wanted to…you know, be with him." she answered vaguely, even though she had a feeling Dotcom knew she wasn't telling the whole story and she was grateful that he did not press on further. He sighed, shaking his head as he leaned back in the chair, studying her from behind his glasses.
"So you guys are like…'official' now?" he asked rather ditzily, grinning when Jayde shrugged.
"I think so," she replied honestly, hoping and praying she was right. A moment later, her heart sank when she remembered Joker's random, early disappearance that morning and she instantly began to dwell on those feelings of uncertainty from earlier in his bed. "I mean, there's every chance that he's regretting what we decided last night and that…that's why he left or whatever, but…" she tossed one hand while the other caught her cheek as she rested her elbow on the arm of the chair next to her. "I don't know, I wish he had been here this morning."
Across from her, Dotcom took a long drag from his cigarette, glancing inside with his eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah, I don't know where they went. They were gone when I got up." Jayde rolled her eyes, ashing the cigarette into the ashtray.
"I don't care, I just hope he isn't in a bad mood when he comes back. I can't handle that side of him after yesterday."
After finishing their cigarettes, Jayde followed Dotcom back inside, trying to decide if she was hungry. There wasn't much in the kitchen she felt like eating and the coffee itself was fairly filling so she went back over to the pot to pour a bit more, glancing behind her when Dotcom walked to the dishwasher to start unloading the clean out. Jayde was just reaching up for the sugar when the mechanical sound of the garage door raising just on the other side of the kitchen wall caused her to look over, her stomach clenching up again. Any moment, the Joker was about to come storming in through that door and either ignore her or start raging about. Goosebumps rose up on her arms when she imagined the sound of his angry voice.
A second later, the door burst open and in strode the Joker in full makeup and purple and green garb, minus the coat. Without missing a beat, he walked right over to Jayde and wrapped his arm around her, only to dip her back rather low and kiss her firmly, one hand at the small of her back, the other moving effortlessly to the back of her neck. Jayde tried hard not to grin against his lips at how ridiculous he was, clearly having done this a few times as his movement had been fluid, almost practiced. The Joker- Ladies Man… She wondered vaguely how many times he had done that before…He pulled away abruptly and stood her up, glancing over at Dotcom before he cleared his throat, loosening his tie as he leaned against the counter.
"Hi." He greeted her finally, nodding his head once. "I have something for you," he went on, turning quickly to walk back out into the garage as though he'd just remembered. Jayde stayed put, honestly still a little blown away by how incredibly wrong she had been in predicting his temperament. After only a few moments, he returned, this time, with a white plastic bag. As he walked over to the stairs, motioning with his head for her to follow him, she glanced at the logo on the bag, finding the French name a bit familiar, although she was too distracted by wondering what was in there to care much about where it came from.
Joker sat on the end of her bed, unbuttoning his vest with one hand to lean back comfortably and watch as she walked up, her eyebrow arched slightly. "Well?" he asked expectantly, motioning at the bag with his hand while she hesitated, but as she started to reach inside the bag, he cleared his throat, lowering his head to watch as she pulled out the top item, holding it up. Her eyes moved down to meet his in confusion as she glanced up and down at the black, wife-beater style tank top. He laughed, nodding his head. "Keep goin'…" he urged her on, his grin widening when she pulled out the next article of clothing with was a low cut, loose button down long sleeved shirt, also black. By now, Jayde could see that there was more in the bag besides black clothing so she wasted no time in reaching down to pull out a pair of camouflage, cargo, capri pants. This time she stopped to look at him and he laughed, leaning back on his elbow. "Keep going…"
Finally, Jayde reached down, back into the bag where she found a large shoe box, inside of which sat a pair of black, mid-calf height black, army-style boots, shiny and smelling like brand new leather as she pulled them out, gawking. She shook her head, her eyebrows arching further. "What is all this for?" she asked although she could already guess the answer. Joker shrugged his shoulders, yawning slightly.
"Your new uniform," he answered, sitting up as she picked up the camo pants to glance at the size. "I called Maggie and asked her if she could go pick these up at a girly store for you. I figured the usual 'guy pants' wouldn't do you, uh…justice…" he now growled, reaching out to slide his hands around her waist and pull her closer until she was between his knees at the foot of the bed. "You should probably try those on now…" he suggested 'innocently', letting his eyes glide downward to her hips. "Just in case they don't fit right, ya know?" Jayde rolled her eyes but turned her back to him anyways, bending at the waist slowly as she pulled her pajama pants to the floor, leaving her standing there, bent over in a pair of cotton boy cut underwear. Behind her, she heard Joker hmm to himself, letting his hands reach out to glide over the curve of her ass to those hips but Jayde was ignoring him, honestly a little excited to see how these pants looked on her.
After stepping into them, she stood up, buttoning them so they sat low on her hips, bringing the zipper up a moment later to look down and around at herself. The size was maybe a tiny bit too big around her hips but the material around her ass and upper hips was rather tight, exposing just the right places before the cargo legs were somewhat loose and baggy. The material stopped right in the middle of her calf where Jayde had a feeling the boots were going to end. Joker seemed pleased as he turned her around again, shaking his head.
"Damn, girl…" he growled, only to wrap his arms around her middle a second later, pulling her backwards forcefully into his lap as he lay down along the bed behind them. Jayde laughed, rolling off of him to the side, turning over to look at him. He closed his eyes as he lay on his back but after only a few moments of watching him, Jayde broke the silence.
"Why the new uniform?" she asked somewhat quietly, hoping he wouldn't become aggravated and ruin the surprisingly good mood he had been in. Fortunately, the scar on his right cheek curved more upward as he smirked, his eyes still closed.
"I need you to blend in, sugar," he answered smartly at first, then turned his head slowly, opening one eye as the eyebrow above it arched. "That's the purpose of camouflage…" When all the muscles in Jayde's face relaxed simultaneously at his sarcasm, he snorted a laugh, closing his eyes to turn his face back up toward the ceiling. "You kinda…stick out," he then went on to explain. "Its not often these guys see a girl in their 'line of work', much less, one that looks like you. So if I have you following me around on my coat tails wearing tiny little dresses and heels…then I'm kinda making a target of you." He eventually admitted but then paused to shrug his shoulders and look over. "That, and I don't need anybody eye-fucking you, either…"
Jayde laughed, rolling onto her stomach, watching him as he stared at her, his eyes raking across her face as though he hadn't seen her in a while. For a few seconds, she considered bringing up their conversation, asking him what they really were now and yet she couldn't bring herself to do it. He seemed at ease for the time being, comfortable around her still as though nothing had changed and honestly, she was really glad. She had been so worried that he would start being awkward or mean around her again or even that he would regret everything, but he seemed…comfortable. Somehow, she knew it would come up on its own so she resigned to silence, grinning to herself when he looked away back up to the light canopy over head.
A moment later, she arched an eyebrow when he tilted his head all the way back, looking up at the fluffy, perfectly white pillows above him at the top of her bed. His arms reached up as he selected one and brought it down to hold it out above him. At first, Jayde watched, thinking he was just about to fold it under his knee or place it behind his head, but instead, she jumped when he brought it down flat onto his face hard, the feathers inside it giving a soft 'poof-ing' sound at the contact. His hands moved to press the middle of the pillow harder against his face before he reached over to pull the pillow away, scowling up at it as though this had been an experiment of some kind. However, as his head turned slowly to look at her, a ridiculous grin tugged at his scars and he flipped the pillow around so Jayde could see the impression of his face in her pillow- two black rings above a perfect, wide curved smile with two lip prints in the middle. Joker burst out laughing when her eyebrows relaxed in mild annoyance but she allowed him to reach out and pull her closer with a forceful tug after he had tossed the pillow behind him blindly.
Surprisingly, it was not long after Joker had gotten comfortable that he was sound asleep, one arm stretched out before him, the other tucked under the edge of Jayde's pillow, breathing quietly. Being that she had only just woken up an hour prior, Jayde didn't deem it necessary for her to take a nap. So after rising slowly from the bed, she stepped into her closet to find her straightener and plug it into the socket in the bathroom. If she was going to be going out wearing camo and boots later, she was going to do it the right way.
An hour later, Jayde had just finished her hair and was turning the flat iron off when she heard a phone start ringing loudly from over by the bed. She looked over to see Joker's arm move from the front of his body, twisting around to the back where he reached into his back pocket with two fingers, sliding a small black phone out. His thumb hit the green button before he brought it to the side of his face, clearing his throat sleepily.
"What…" he answered flatly, pausing to listen as the person on the other end explained their reason for disturbing him. A moment later, it seemed it had been something of interest as Joker sat up, climbing out of the bed to walk from the room briskly as though he had not just been completely asleep. Jayde shook her head to herself, wrapping the cord around the straightener to put it away. Clearly, there were plans for later but as usual, she would be the last to hear about them. After nearly twenty minutes since the Joker had left the room so abruptly, Jayde climbed onto her bed to turn on the tv, figuring that if he hadn't returned by then, he was busy and that she should probably just hang out for a while.
This 'hanging out' went on a lot longer than Jayde had originally expected and by the time four o'clock rolled around, with absolutely no sound from the rest of the house, she was beginning to wonder if everyone had already left and hadn't informed her of what was happening. It was rather unusual to go almost three hours without hearing a noise from anyone so her curious nature drove her to the door and out onto the landing to see what the deal was.
Even out on the landing, it was completely silent although after looking over to the door to Joker's office, she found it cracked only a slight bit, which was even stranger considering it was usually always either wide open for only a few moments or closed. She walked as silently toward it as she could, trying to imagine what he could be doing in there although the second she turned the corner and pushed open the door, her somewhat excited expression fell comically. The room was empty.
She had just taken a half-step into the room, glancing around when a voice from behind her caused her to jump with a loud gasp. Behind her, out in the hall, Dotcom was laughing at her reaction, cringing when she smacked him.
"Whatever, I'm glad it's just you," she admitted a few moments later, rolling her eyes. "Where is everyone, anyways?" she then asked as though a whole group of people were missing, even though it was only two. Dotcom shrugged, walking to the stairs as she followed.
"I don't know," he answered. "He didn't say. He just said they would be back at around eight…Said he wants us to be ready to go when he gets here."
Jayde frowned at this information; had he really just left like that? She shrugged after a second of slight irritation, figuring that it didn't really matter. At least she would have time to get ready and look good before Joker could see her; she had a point she wanted to make…hopefully, he would pick up on it.
So after a cigarette or two and sitting around on the porch, chit-chatting with Dotcom, they both ventured upstairs at around seven to start 'getting ready'…Apparently, Dotcom liked the way he looked in camo as much as she did. Once in her room, after relocating the bag from earlier with her new clothes, Jayde reached inside, trying on the tank top first. It fit perfectly but obviously had no sleeves and if she was trying to look good, having goosebumps and the shivers would not necessarily help. So after peeling that off, she reached for the other shirt. It was clear that Maggie had a great sense of fashion and the black long sleeved shirt she had chosen was not only a perfect fit but a very rustic style shirt. It was baggy but only in the right places. The bottom of the shirt was tight fighting but only long enough to just rest above that curve of her hips that she had grown to appreciate more. Something about the way Joker's hands felt when they gripped that one dip was enough to make her crazy. She couldn't wait to see him in an hour.
Once dressed and after putting on a bit of dark, smudged makeup around her eyes, Jayde stared at her hair in the mirror, wondering what she ought to do with her hair. It was so straight and sleek that it seemed like a shame to put it up, but there was also every chance that she might not want to have hair in her face…Then again, the camo look was begging for a long sleek ponytail…that, and she was pretty positive Joker might have fun pulling on it.
Finally, it was just about eight and Jayde was just sliding her socked feet into the boots, surprised to find that they fit perfectly. The top of the leather and ties reached the middle of her shin, like military style and the bottom of the legs of her camouflage pants tucked into them perfectly, bunching a slight bit over the top. As she stood up, she glanced at herself in the mirror on the back of the closet door, smirking at the way her hips looked with her pants and black leather belt sitting low and slightly loose. She had just reached down to button the bottom tiny button on her shirt when the sound of the garage opening downstairs only just preceded a shrill whistle coming from between the Joker's teeth.
"Woman!" he shouted a second later. Jayde grinned. "Let's go!"
Taking a deep breath of confidence and letting it fill her, Jayde stepped out onto the landing, ignoring them downstairs until she turned at the top of the stairs. Then, her eyes locked onto the Joker's, staring softly at the black rings around his eyes as she stepped down the stairs, assuming he was watching hungrily the way her exposed hipbones moved with each step she descended…she couldn't really see his dark eyes behind the black makeup. A moment later, his hand reached out to absentmindedly bat Tre's arm to get his attention, and he looked up from his phone to let hisgaze bounce all over her. Jayde laughed at the boys rather blank expressions as she stepped off of the bottom stair, walking over toward them with her eyes still on Joker's until she was closer to them. Her gaze then moved straight ahead to the garage door as he lowered his head to watch her walk between he and Tre, lightly bumping their arms as she went. She could smell her vanilla-coconut lotion as she moved and was positive they could too.
Without even pausing to look over her shoulder, she stepped outside into the garage, shutting the door behind her quietly. Before she moved however, she paused on the step, listening. She grinned when she heard Tre 'tut' loudly. Joker's raspy voice came a second later.
"See?"
When Joker emerged from the house with Tre on his heels a few moments later, he assumed Jayde had found Dotcom in the Escalade and walked toward it, tightening his fingers into fists at his sides a few times, stretching them out in an effort to release some of that familiar itchy energy as it started to work it's way up inside of him. He had already been feeling antsy and anxious upon just arriving there and what Jayde had just done did not help. If anything, it had just intensified that energy tenfold, making him feel seriously close to fucking losing it. He wasn't angry or feeling any more murderous than usual, but he felt caged, almost subdued which frustrated him and made him feel a little like running around in circles for a few minutes.
As he climbed in opposite Jayde in the two, single middle seats, he continued to the very back, tapping her arm with his finger as he went. She followed as Tre got into the front seat next to Dotcom and the truck roared to life a second later. It was surprisingly dark outside for being somewhat early but Jayde wasn't complaining; Joker had just slid across the back seat toward her forcefully, somewhat pinning her to the side of the car. His hand slid onto her thigh.
"So who can we expect there tonight, boys, who'd ya get in contact with?" he asked casually of Dotcom and Tre up front as he lifted Jayde's knee to rest over his, parting her legs slightly. Jayde glanced down with her eyes but decided to ignore this, turning her head slightly to gaze out at the dark fields passing them. It really was surprisingly dark out; perhaps Joker had planned this on a moonless night purposefully? Dotcom was speaking up front, answering Joker's question but Jayde was whole-heartedly not listening, distracted heavily by the fingers that had now inched their way to the crotch of her pants.
"Please," Joker began somewhat loudly, pressing down with his fingers firmly over the area he knew was the most sensitive. "-tell me you brought the metal detectors. These guys have been told not to bring any weapons with them but I'll find great sport in handling the ones that try n' pull a fast one." Dotcom was answering again but Jayde was still staring out the window, trying hard not to react as Joker's fingers found their way to the loose top of her camo pants. After Dotcom's answer, Joker was speaking again, his voice fairly casual.
"You two already know everything, yes?" he asked, as if nothing else was happening, even though his fingers had just snuck behind Jayde's underwear to the already somewhat sticky folds behind it. His eyebrows raised as he and Jayde both looked at each other simultaneously, her gaze narrowed. The corners of his scarred mouth twitched upward when he pushed two fingers inside of her and she exhaled heavily, turning her head to look out the window again, trying incredibly hard not to convey to Dotcom and Tre that anything was happening in the back seat. A moment later, Joker withdrew his fingers to wipe them on her pants with a smirk, raising his arm to rest on the back of the seat behind her. He turned his head, leaning to the side a bit to put his lips close to her ear.
"So since you're my lady now, that means I can have you anywhere…right?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above audible. He pulled back, arching an eyebrow at her in the dark as she looked up at him. She nodded, smirking. "Good to know..."
Being that Jayde was distracted for the rest of the ride by Joker twirling the end of her ponytail around his finger absentmindedly while he went through his phone, the journey to the docks did not seem to take as long as it had the last time. At a quarter to nine, the heavy Escalade pulled up along the side of a large warehouse, just next to the water, on the other side of the channel from the water processing plant they had visited recently. Jayde noticed a few moments later when Dotcom left the car running but got out along with Tre, just as Joker tapped her knee.
"You're going with those guys," he explained, pointing through the windshield at Dotcom, who had stopped and was now waiting for her. Jayde looked up, puzzled but was given no time for a question when Joker continued. "I gotta go do something before we have our little 'meeting', so…" He twirled his hand, re-pointing at the door with a short whistle through his teeth. Finally, even though she was still fairly confused, Jayde obeyed him, crawling out through the side door of the Escalade as Joker followed her, only to take a step and climb into the driver's seat. The window was still down so Jayde paused there, looking up him, hoping he was about to say something else. He glanced over before he rested his elbow on the door, leaning towards her slightly. "When everyone starts arriving, you just stand there and don't say a word to anyone, even if someone asks you a question." He paused to shift the truck into reverse. "Don't deliberately make eye contact with anyone, either." He then added, just before he began rolling up the heavily tinted window, slowly disappearing behind a black shade of sorts as she walked away, joining Dotcom and Tre, who had chosen to stop and wait for her.
Jayde tried not to listen to the fading sound of the Escalade as it crunched along the docks but in no time it seemed, Tre and Dotcom were leading her inside a huge room, faintly illuminated by partially burnt out lights high above them. The sound of their boots echoed slightly as they walked over to the walls, toward a cheap metal table that had been placed there somewhat recently; she noticed there was no dust on it, unlike just about everything else in this particular building. When she noticed, through the slight haze of taking everything in about her surroundings, that Dotcom and Tre were speaking, she turned to them, walking over.
"Alright, so you guys have to tell me what is happening here." she half-demanded, placing her hands on her hips as she glanced back and forth up at the two of them. They looked to each other quickly before Tre cleared his throat, nodding over toward the middle of the room.
"See those chairs over there?" he asked, pausing to let Jayde turn to notice a large, tight spiral of cheap metal chairs in a circle in the middle of the room. It could easily seat thirty people, leaving a three or four foot circular space in the very middle. Jayde's stomach turned over. "All of them are gonna be filled within a half an hour, then your boyfriend…" he paused, smirking toothily when Jayde gave a little gasp. "-is going to 'address' them." The moment he stopped talking, Jayde lowered her head a little, glaring at him as he grinned. It had become such habit almost for her to say, 'he is not my boyfriend', but…in a way…he kind of was. Instead, she took a few steps away, rolling her eyes.
"I take it he told you, then," she stated, glancing back at Tre as he made a face, nodding fervently, although a second later he shrugged, tossing a hand.
"I guessed," he admitted as he went back to looking down a list of names. "-But he confirmed." He then added, glancing up to wink at her as her cheeks went pink.
As Tre had predicted, it wasn't long before men, some younger, some middle aged, all wearing the same uniform as Jayde and her roommates, started arriving, some in groups, some singularly. Each one however, was made to stop at the entrance to the room so Dotcom could pass over them with the metal detector before they took a step forward for Tre to check their name off of a list. Jayde could not help but feel reminded strongly of an exclusive night club…Club Chaos…she thought vaguely, trying hard not to grin to herself. The seats were beginning to fill up one by one as Tre and Dotcom cleared people into the room and as she watched, Jayde noticed that Joker had been right; there were no other females attending the Joker's 'meeting' besides herself…She kind of liked it that way.
Remembering the Joker's instructions, Jayde kept her mouth shut firmly although no one was paying her any attention, even though she did catch a couple of the younger guys glancing in her direction before they would turn to their friend next to them and mutter something inaudible. It seemed there was an almost funeral home-type calm over the building, a deep, somewhat dark silence to the room…Jayde figured this was only because the Joker had not arrived yet.
After only twenty minutes or so, all thirty chairs were now full, the shape of the spiral more pronounced now by all the different hair and skin tones. Dotcom and Tre were both still standing where they had been previously and all three of them watched the men as they started glancing around somewhat anxiously, waiting for something to happen. Jayde glanced over at Tre, only to notice his finger at his side motion for her to walk toward him and stand next to him. She did this and glanced up at him briefly, only to jump slightly when the heavy metal door to the building suddenly swung open with a loud, rusty groan, slamming shut a moment later like a clap of thunder after the Joker had stepped in briskly. Without missing a beat nor looking at his three roommates, Joker strode toward the middle of the room with a semi-automatic handgun clutched firmly in his black glove. Jayde watched the tails of his coat billow and flap behind him slightly as he went, unable to help the giant goosebumps that rose up along her arms; the energy in the entire building had just changed drastically.
"Gentlemen!" He greeted all of them loudly as he reached the outside of the spiral, wasting no time in bringing up his foot to climb over the back row of chairs, placing his hands on a few men's heads for support as he went. A few times, she could hear the gun in his hand clunk against skulls dully. Jayde tightened her lips to keep from laughing or even grinning at this. He continued climbing over the men somewhat clumsily, stepping on their legs until he finally reached that circle in the middle, holding his hands out as he landed, as if he had just done an acrobatic trick. All eyes in the room were now on him and Jayde was not surprised when he took it in stride; he did not seem like the type for stage-fright.
"So I trust the two upstanding gentlemen at the door divided you all into three groups, yes?" His voice was loud yet clowny and still raspy as he turned on the spot a bit, taking a few steps, nodding around at the men. A few of them nodded back bravely, hardly daring to make visual contact with the two deep, black circles around the Joker's eyes. "So group 1, show me who you are." He then instructed, turning when he noticed the entire outside row of men raise a finger or two, indicating their group. Joker nodded, pointing at one of them. "You guys are wiring GU buildings one and two. Maintenance uniforms will be in the bags by the door when you leave. Group two?" he asked, raising his eyebrows as he turned again, pointing when the next group raised their hands slightly. "You guys have buildings two and three. I'm assuming the rest of you are group three so you guys will be surrounding the bases of the buildings in random places, keeping people away while the other two teams work…quickly." Joker finally growled, turning on the spot again, pacing a few steps in one direction, before another, glancing at the men surrounding him. His voice rose again.
"In two days, all of you will receive specific instructions on where to meet, what to do and an address for where to go. If any of you fail to show up at the designated time and place, I will find out and you will be punished for your…disloyalty," Joker paused, holding out his hands with a cheesy smile. "I've got eyes in the back of my head, fellas…" he added, pointing at one guy as though he was the only one who had understood what he said. A moment later, he raised his eyebrows, bouncing back on his heels a bit as he held out his hands. "Any questions?"
A guy behind him cleared his throat, leaning forward slightly as the Joker turned to face him. "Yeah, do we-" A split second later, Jayde couldn't help but jump, even with the silencer as Joker raised the gun in his hand, firing one shot point blank into the middle of the man's forehead. The room was suddenly ringing with an evil, somewhat unexpected new energy as Joker lowered his head, turning to look around at the man, trying hard not to convey through their expressions that they had been startled by this. Joker's shoulders hunched slightly as he turned, glaring at all of them.
"If there was anything about what I just said that you didn't understand, you're clearly an idiot and don't deserve to be working for me." he growled, bristling slightly as the room fell incredibly silent, seemingly vibrating in angst. "Any other questions, ask the person sitting next to you." He paused, twirling a finger as his eyes rolled to the ceiling briefly. "Aaaand to the marginally intelligent ones here, if any one asks ya a question, put 'em down for me."
With that, Joker moved from the middle of the circle to the edge where he began climbing over again, and only then could Jayde see a puddle of thick, sickly red blood forming an oozing pool on the far side of the spiral. It seemed, as Joker made his way to the back row, that the men understood without instruction that they were not to move until the Joker had left the room and stayed perfectly still, not even daring to look back over their shoulder at him as he stalked toward the door.
At first, Jayde expected him to simply walk past her and the two other guys like he had before, but as he approached, he shifted the gun from his right to his left hand, reaching out to grab her wrist and pull her along with him, his stride even and long. She followed without question, honestly a little glad that he had decided randomly to take her with him; that killing of his had caught her a little off-guard. It seemed Tre and Dotcom knew what to do and ignored the Joker and Jayde as they walked toward the door to step out.
The air outside was vastly more clean and refreshing and Jayde took a deep breath in as she trotted along beside the Joker, trying to keep up with his long, determined strides. His fingers were still closed tightly around her wrist and now Jayde was twisting it back and forth, trying to wrench it from his grasp, but he just held tighter, his gaze set on the Escalade. They reached it after only a minute, pausing momentarily for Joker to pull out the keys and unlock it before he allowed her to climb in before him. The second the door closed behind them, Joker exhaled heavily, reaching up to push some of his green hair away from his face.
"That was fun," he stated somewhat loudly, his voice clowny and bouncy although a moment later, he leaned forward, between the two front seats to push the keys into the ignition. The Escalade started with a faint roar, pushing wonderful, cold air conditioning into the car and the radio came on, quietly playing some sort of rap song with a heavy bass. After locking the doors, Joker glanced over at Jayde, who had been watching him rather intently, mildly excited to see what was supposed to happen next. His eyes flickered down from her face to her exposed hips before back up. Motioning with his finger for her to follow him, he crouched as he took a step back, plopping down into the very back bench of the enormous SUV, waiting for her to join him before he placed his arm behind her on the seat. The rap song was still playing quietly in the background when she spoke up.
"You know…You're kinda hot when you're in charge of that many people." She stated, watching through the window as the guys now filed out of the warehouse in the distance, going to their various vehicles. Her head turned to look up at him when she felt his expression change. His face was lowered a bit closer to hers now so their lips were inches away when she had turned to look at him. His gaze drifted from her eyes to her pretty mouth before he answered, his voice low and gravely.
"I think you're just a sucker fa' green hair." he answered, showing off that sexy Chicago accent Jayde had only noticed in his voice once or twice before. He bounced his eyebrows, causing the rings around his eyes to stretch and tighten quickly. Jayde smirked, turning her attention back to the window, watching a few guys walk right past the truck, apparently oblivious that the Joker was watching…sort of…He was finding himself a little distracted at the moment. A second later, Jayde glanced down with just her eyes when she felt Joker's right hand sneak across her lap to the baggy cargo pocket on the outside of her left leg. His hand suddenly tightened into a fist around a handful of material before he pulled hard, forcefully lifting her to straddle his lap in one smooth motion. She gasped quietly when his hand moved from her pants to the small of her back and she arched slightly, sighing at the feel of his cool leather glove against her skin.
Without hesitation, as if she had known he would do this, Jayde's lips met his, apparently beyond caring about the red and white makeup around his mouth. He kissed her hungrily in response, tightening his grip on her hips when she forced her tongue into his mouth to lightly trace along the inner contour of his upper lip. After only a few moments, however, she pulled away, biting down on her bottom lip when Joker's eyes opened slowly, nothing but deep black holes with a slight glimmer in the middle from where his eyes had glossed over and dilated.
"What about Tre and Dotcom?" she asked, ignoring the fact that Joker had reached down with both hands and started untying her black boots on either side of him.
"They're going to make sure everything gets started the right way," he answered, his voice raspy and clowny, just before it dropped an entire octave. "So, that means you have a whole hour to ride my dick, ya feel me…" Jayde gasped, dropping her jaw slightly as she rocked forward, resting her hands on his shoulders, only to let them slide down to the buttons on his vest, to start undoing them one at a time.
"Is that what this is all about?" she purred, rocking forward again until her long ponytail could fall over her shoulder. "You want some of this pussy?" she then asked sassily, touching the middle of her top lip with the tip of her tongue as she tried to figure out where Joker's eyes were looking. A second later, she gasped with a whimper when his hand reached out, his lips tightening in a snarl as he grabbed a tight hold of her ponytail, pulling her head back sharply. His teeth sank into the tightened curve of her neck as he leaned forward, his chest pressed against Jayde's as she arched her back as far as it would go, practically bending in half backward while he pulled hard enough on her hair to pull it clean off. The pressure released momentarily as he let go for a second, only to reach up and pull the hair tie out, letting her long, straight, sleek hair fall over her shoulders and around her face. A moment later, he reached up, hitting a button above and behind Jayde to turn up the new song that had just come on the radio. She took his opportunity while he had it exposed to lean forward and let her tongue slip out to lightly trace along his neck over that one incredibly sensitive spot she had memorized. With his vest now undone, Jayde reached out, untucking his shirt hastily.
She had been so busy trying unsuccessfully to torture him by kissing his neck that she hardly noticed when her black boots slid off of her feet and Joker's hand had now moved to the front of her belt, unbuckling it swiftly. From his actions and his staggered breathing, Jayde was getting the feeling that grabbing her as he left the building was not part of his original plan. It seemed he needed more of a release for the anxiety and energy he was feeling than just shooting a man in the face. Jayde was glad she could help…She gasped when Joker pulled her away from his neck with a tight fist clamped around a bunch of her hair in the back, growling in slight aggravation as he looked up at her, eyeing her moist, swollen lips as they glimmered a bit in the faint moonlight.
"Take these off." He instructed firmly, releasing her hair as she moved somewhat awkwardly to slide her baggy camo pants off. While she did that, Joker leaned forward slightly, removing his vest to let the straps of his suspenders slip from his shoulders to rest on the leather seat on either side of him. Another half-second later, Jayde was straddling his lap again, smelling incredible…The animal in him could practically taste the pheromones her body was putting off.
The bass from the song playing behind them vibrated the Escalade slightly but neither minded and Jayde had just rocked her hips forward, arching her back when Joker reached out, sliding his leather gloved hands onto her perfect curves, tracing her hipbones with his thumbs. Honestly, Jayde liked the feeling of his bare hands, but as she looked down, she noticed that she kind of loved the way the black leather looked and felt against her skin. Joker pushed two of those fingers inside of her without warning, assuming that she was already wet again and practically dripping all over his lap. She sighed, tilting her head back to moan softly but snapped out of it after only a second, deciding spontaneously that she was tired of being played with.
"Stop," she told him, wrapping her short fingers around his wrist to pull his fingers out and away from her. Once she had let him go, her hands reached out, unbuttoning the old-fashioned triple buttons to his pants as quickly as her fingers would move, undoing the zipper a moment later. Joker let out a deep laugh, slouching slightly in the seat to watch and give her more room to reach behind his boxers, tugging them down a bit inside his pants to release him. As hard as he tried not to react at the touch of her hand, he could not stop his breath from catching quietly in his chest when she wrapped those delightful little fingers around him, barely able to touch her fingernails together around the width.
Of course, Jayde had chosen to wear that one pair of black, lacy, boy cut underwear, but Joker was finding himself totally beyond any more teasing and reached out quickly as the song changed, tugging the soaked crotch of her underwear to the side. Honestly, an hour was not much time and they had already wasted almost fifteen of those sixty just teasing each other; Joker would be lucky if Jayde could make him finish within that time frame while in this position. He wouldn't necessarily care, but Jayde might have a few issues with Tre and Dotcom arriving and her still be half-naked, sitting on his dick. Speaking of…
Jayde's back curved into a sharp arch when Joker pulled her hips down onto him, pushing into her forcefully as she clenched tight. Something, perhaps this position, made it sting a little this time but the moment she swung her hips forward, immediately finding a rhythm atop him, she sighed, opening her eyes to meet his. Leaning forward slightly, she met her lips with his, kissing him deeply as she started slow, hoping to make him think she was still really bad at this. Joker responded to her kiss, catching the corner of her top lip between his teeth, his hands gliding from her hips up along her sides, sliding the black shirt along with them. Jayde pulled away to shiver at the cool, slick feel of his gloves along her skin but also to watch his reaction to her change in pace. A second later, she placed her forearms on his shoulders, immediately switching it up to rock only her hips, bouncing her ass slightly, while keeping her upper body completely still. She grinned when Joker grunted a breathless laugh, taking his hands away from her to place his arms behind the headrests on either side of him.
"Oh, really now…" he growled, arching his eyebrows. "Ya know, you're almost better at this than all those black girls I've fucked." He then went on, his voice taunting yet joking and he laughed as Jayde made a noise as if he had offended her, smacking him on the chest. She rose up to her knees a moment later, pulling him out of her completely to scowl down at him in the darkness. The corner of his lip twitched upward in his snarl before he reached out, placing his hands on her hips lightly, only to thrust his hips up and tug her down at the same time, forcing himself back into her to the hilt. She cried out as he growled, "Did I say you could stop fuckin' me, girl?"
As Jayde swung her hips back into that dangerous rhythm, she leaned forward slightly, placing her face next to his while her other hand slid into his hair. Joker barely noticed this and was too busy listening to Jayde's whimpers and sighs right in his ear to notice her fingers making their way to the back, most sensitive part of his scalp. A moment later, her fingers tightened hard around his hair, giving him a taste of his own medicine for a change as she pulled, forcing his head back. Surprisingly, Joker groaned, panting a few times as his grip grew hard enough to leave bruises on her hip and back of her thigh.
Now, as her hips fell onto him, Joker used his hands to force her down heavily each time, closing his eyes as Jayde refused to let go of his hair. Something about his exposed, defined jaw line was driving her on and she moved to his neck, kissing him, biting him as he growled, tilting his head back further. She giggled against his warm skin as she sent him to pieces. Honestly, it felt incredible and she wanted to get off but driving Joker up the wall was a little too fun to quit now.
"You glad I'm your baby?" she asked, her voice somewhat raspy and lower than normal as she pulled back to watch him. It was obvious his brain was not running at full capacity but he somehow managed to answer with a deep, gravely voice.
"You have no idea," he answered honestly, finally looking down at his lap when Jayde released her hold on his hair. The sensation of his impending, rather surprising release had just begun to work itself up in his midsection and he tried hard to fight it, trying with everything he had to focus his mind elsewhere. But of course, the moment he managed to think of something else, he felt Jayde pick up her pace only the slightest bit, however, this was all he needed to tilt his head back against the seat and close his eyes as he felt himself about to finish. A moment later, Jayde grabbed hold of his tie, pulling him back up so she could plant her lips firmly against his as he came, groaning into her mouth while his hands rested on her hips, forcing her all the way onto him to reach as deeply as possible one more time. Jayde pulled back from their kiss a few seconds later, giggling breathlessly as Joker breathed hard, even from just sitting there while she did the work.
"Jayde," he began in an incredulous sort of tone. "I turned you out, girl." He went on to comment, his voice extra raspy as he rezipped his pants and put his vest back on, undone. She giggled as she clambered awkwardly back into her camo pants; the boots could stay off.
"What do you mean?" she asked, finally sitting down next to him as he sighed, running his fingers through the front of his hair to push it from his face. She had only ever heard black guys use this term before.
"I mean I turned out the little…monster in you…" he explained, leaning forward to crawl on his knees to reach in between the two very font seats. "I mean not even six months ago, you had no idea what you were doing." At the two middle seats, he paused, reaching over to roll one of the windows down before continuing to the back where Jayde still sat. He winked at her as he sat down next to her. "And now look atcha…Ridin' better than the black girls." He finished jokingly, taking a cigarette from Tre's pack of menthols he had left in the truck earlier. Jayde smiled up at him, shifting slightly as he stretched out along the back seat to lean against the wall of the car behind him and she took that as her invitation to lay alongside him, practically on top of him with the back of her head against his chest.
. His chest rose and feel deeply as he hit the cigarette, only before he reached out, holding it out in front of Jayde's face for her to take and his arm moved to wrap gently across her chest, gripping her far shoulder. Jayde inhaled deeply, loving the way his bare hands felt on her after his gloves had come off and she was just admiring the strength and shape of his hand for the thousandth time when she jumped at the sudden sound of crunchy trudging of boots outside the open window. Dotcom's head and shoulders appeared a moment later, peering into the back until he noticed Joker's blank glare and Jayde's silly, somewhat guilty grin. His eyebrow arched as he glanced back and forth between them but then continued on to the driver's seat. Tre had just gotten in on the other side when Joker took another deep drag from the cigarette.
"Well, that was a pretty successful…'meeting', don't you think?" Joker asked in a falsely casual tone, his voice loud and clowny, although a second later, Tre turned full around in his seat to face them, one notched eyebrow arched sharply as his eyes bounced from the Joker's down to Jayde's and back up a few times.
"…You guys just fucked in here, didn't you." He asked after several moments, his voice flat. Without missing a beat, Joker nodded once.
"Uh- yes, we did." He answered, finishing the cigarette with one last hit while Tre rolled his eyes, Jayde let out a gasp and Dotcom groaned with a wrinkled nose.
A/N: YAY! NEW CHAPTER! NEXT COUPLE CHAPTERS WILL BE THE LAST BEFORE WE START THE ENDINGS. AND I HAVE A LITTLE 'CONTEST' IN THE WORKS FOR YOU GUYS TOO SO STAY TUNED FOR DETAILS. LEAVE A REVIEW AND THE NEXT ONE COMES OUT SOONER = ] LEAVE ME YOUR LOVE/HATE IF YOU WANT IT! –QoM
P.S. Exodus 10:21-29 and Exodus 11:4-8 NIV