The time was on the verge of striking two o'clock in the afternoon when Jayde remembered the Joker asking her earlier that morning to come and wake him up if he wasn't out of his room by then. She and Dotcom had been either sitting on the couch watching tv or out on the porch for most the afternoon so far since neither had really deemed it necessary to take a nap. Joker and Tre, on the other hand, had retreated fairly immediately to their separate rooms, blinking slowly with a yawn or two and neither had been seen since around ten-thirty that morning. So now, at two, Jayde stood from the couch, excusing herself to go wake him up, with the sole purpose of avoiding a bitching-out from Joker if she let him sleep longer than he had wanted.
Upstairs and inside his room, Jayde blinked hard to try and see her way to the bed, walking slowly and carefully through his cave of a room, hoping to stay silent and keep him asleep until she could wake him properly. However, the closer she grew to the bed, she began to grow more aware that his usual deep breathing or quiet, growling snore was absent from the room and her stomach gave a slight lurch like she had missed a step going downstairs. Even after this long, she still felt hesitation about approaching the Joker in a dark room.
At the edge of the bed, she reached out, pulling back the sheets and warm comforter to slide between them, mildly surprised that Joker wasn't sleeping in his normal spot on the left side, closest to the nightstand. The spot where she lay down and turned onto her side was still warm however, as though someone had just been laying right there. Her eyebrows had just begun to furrow in slight confusion when she heard him take a deep, slow breath in through his nose. A moment later, her rapidly deepening, confused frown relaxed into a grin when two large, warm hands reached out, strong fingers wrapping around her wrists to pull her closer slowly. That deep breath escaped from his chest in one long, low groan.
"I'm glad you came up here." he growled, his voice deep and raspy as though he had just woken moments before she entered the room. Jayde smiled, sliding her eyes closed as he pressed his lips to the palm of her hand, pursing them to leave a subtle kiss while his fingers remained firmly in place around her wrist.
"It's two," she answered softly. "I figured you wouldn't want to sleep all day."
Joker did not seem to be listening as he pulled her hand below the blankets and down to his lap where she gasped quietly, her eyes popping open; he was hard as a rock. He hmm-ed in his chest, against the pillow when her fingers wrapped around him and squeezed gently through his soft pajama pants. His hips rocked toward her in natural response.
"I had a dream about you," he explained to Jayde's somewhat surprised silence. When he heard her giggle a second later, he sighed slightly, relieved she hadn't asked him any details. All she needed to think was that he had dreamt about fucking her…and not that he had dreamt about stabbing her to death in her sleep. She leaned forward, rising onto her elbow next to him, to press her lips to his chin, leaving a kiss before she met his lips, catching them up with her own. Joker responded hungrily, releasing her wrist from his grip to slide his hand up along the dangerous curve of her body, under her shirt to her back where he unhooked the strap of her bra with one hand.
A moment later, Jayde's fingers had pushed down into his boxers to the painfully hard dick behind them, forcing him to pull away slightly, a staggered breath escaping him against her lips. In the vague darkness, he noticed the corners of her lips turn up in that perfectly sassy, proud way when she felt like she was in control.
"I guess I'm glad I came up here too," she purred, watching his half-lidded, glossy eyes as they slid down to her lips before he licked his own. He seemed to snap out of it a few seconds later when Jayde's grip tightened around him ever so slightly.
"And you still have pants on, because…" he growled, reaching down to unbutton and unzip her jeans before he let her take over, figuring it would be easier for both of them if she handled the rest. Then finally, with the jeans tossed from the edge of the bed, Joker sat up to his knees, sliding his fingers into the edges of her lace thong to pull it down her legs before he parted them, pushing them all the way open to expose her fully. Jayde gave a content sigh, closing her eyes when one of his fingers reached out to stroke her.
"No, no…" he started when she seemed to enjoy laying there while he touched her. "I want you to do this." He then explained, watching her face as she opened her eyes, frowning down at him in slight confusion. He grinned, leaning over her with one arm while the other grabbed her hand. "Here, lemme help," he offered a moment later, when it really did not seem like she understood him. Jayde's jaw dropped slightly when he slid two of her fingers into his mouth, moistening them before he pulled them down to her already wet pussy. "You do this…" he instructed, glancing at her face when she finally understood and grinned at him, pushing two fingers into herself with a soft moan. Goosebumps erupted all over Joker's skin, forcing a slight shiver from him when he leaned back, watching her glistening, sticky fingers slide in and out of her slowly, the dim light catching a glint of moisture each time.
As Joker watched, he noticed Jayde seemed to be enjoying herself and what's more, seemed to be loving the affect this was having on him. Her eyes were barely open as she watched him watch her fingers but then closed when she pulled them out, only to rub them across her most tender spot, arching her back slightly with another, louder groan. He watched this, shivering again when another electrifying shock ran up his spine, forcing his own hand to his dick as a staggered breath escaped him. Jayde seemed to understand this as encouragement to take things a step further and bring her other hand down to rub her clit while the other moved forward and back between her legs. She sighed, grinning to herself when one of Joker's hands reached out to grip her thigh hard enough to leave bruises; it seemed he was nearing the end of his patience with teasing himself.
After a few long moments, Jayde whimpered, pulling her fingers back at the same time Joker leaned forward, opening her eyes to stare up at him in the dark. "I can't do it like you do it," she whined softly, watching him as she took one of her sticky fingers into her mouth and his eyes followed suit, narrowing his gaze on her lips. His scars stretched into a smirk a moment later.
"Is that so?" he asked quietly, leaning down over her to catch her lips the moment she had removed her finger and his tongue instantly slipped out to trace the contour. A short groan escaped him against her mouth when he tasted her there. A second later, he pulled away, reaching down with two fingers to push them into her, his smirk expanding when she clenched hard around them in response. She nodded a reply to his question, her eyes sliding open once again to stare up at him hopefully in the dark, praying he was about to replace his fingers with something more satisfying. She had definitely not been expecting this when she came to wake him, but now that they were there, all she wanted was for this torturous teasing to end. Bringing her knees up, she gripped his hips with her legs, arching her back against him, her nails digging into his shoulders in impatience. Luckily, Joker seemed to get her point and Jayde couldn't help but sigh heavily against his scarred cheek when his hips rocked forward gently, pushing into her until their bodies met completely.
"Is that better?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Jayde shivered from the deep sound of it, gliding her hands along his broad, soft shoulders, down his arms to his wrists, on either side of her. Unsurprisingly, she found herself unable to answer coherently, a little thrown off by how gentle he was being, even after torturing both of them by having her finger herself. All she could manage was a hasty nod, even though she was fairly certain the teasing had not yet ended, as Joker's pace remained painfully slow and somewhat shallow. He grinned when her eyebrows furrowed slightly a few seconds later as she glanced down between their bodies, obviously a little confused by his actions. One of his eyebrows arched, accompanying his smirk when she looked up at him in mild frustration.
"What? Is that not good?" he asked jokingly, his smirk expanding into a full grin when she let out a frustrated whimper in reply, glancing down between them again. This was just too fun. But before he could even open his mouth to say something else and tease her further, a strong spasm of annoyance shot through Joker's lower half as though his body was opposed to this teasing as well and was urging him to get to it. Obediently, Joker growled and gritted his teeth as he bucked his hips forward, reaching as deeply into her as he could, pulling her closer to him with a tight grip on her hips. Jayde gasped in mingled pleasure and pain, arching her back when Joker sat up on his knees and picked up a strong, deep pace that pointed her toes and spread goosebumps all over her arms and legs.
"Is that better?" he asked, reaching out with both hands to grip her perfectly sized breasts. Again, she resorted to a nod, whimpering when Joker paused in his rhythm, rocking his hips slowly and deeply a few times, breaking up the pace before he would swing back into it again. "Rest assured, Jayde," he began a few moments later, grinning when she opened her eyes to look up at him. He leaned over her, placing his lips close to her ear. "You will never find someone that can fuck you like I do."
Jayde was absolutely positive he was right.
Nearly an hour later, Jayde was trotting down the stairs, grinning to herself and tying her now frizzy hair back into a low ponytail when she noticed Dotcom out on the porch and headed toward the sliding door. He looked up as she stepped out, one of his eyebrows already arched from behind his glasses when he took in her slightly disheveled appearance.
"Is he awake?" he asked as she sat down, the wrinkles on his nose deepening when she reached out for a cigarette from his pack. She let out a breathless laugh as she brought it to her lips and prepared to light it.
"Yeah," she breathed, staring out at the pool. "He's awake, he's just…getting dressed." Beside her, when Jayde did not hear Dotcom give a reply, she looked over, grinning guiltily at the slightly revolted expression on his face. A pause went by before he shook his head, looking away.
"You guys are gross…" he muttered, ashing his cigarette as Jayde laughed, rolling her eyes.
"You like it in the butt, ok? Who's gross, here…" she retorted, laughing again more loudly when Dotcom tutted indignantly. A split second later, the glass door opened and Joker stepped out, his eyebrows raised.
"Well, that sounded like an interesting conversation," he commented, taking a seat between Dotcom and Jayde at the round table, glancing back and forth between them as Jayde looked away pointedly and Dotcom stared at her, mouthing wordlessly.
"She was uh-, just kidding," he tried to explain, chuckling nervously in a very masculine voice as Joker rolled his eyes.
"Look, mate, I know you're into guys," he answered eloquently with a shrug of his shoulders, leaning forward to take the half-smoked cigarette from between Jayde's fingers and pull deeply from it. Dotcom's mouth fell open in shock.
"WHAT?" he asked as though he had not heard the Joker, and stared wide-eyed at him as he frowned with another hefty shrug of his shoulders. "Since WHEN?" Joker laughed, shaking his head.
"Since always," he replied, waving his hand. Dotcom didn't seem to be finished and went on, that expression of utter shock and slight embarrassment still evident through every feature on his face.
"And you just let me go on and on, pretending to be straight all this time?" he asked more loudly, his voice raised slightly. Joker's frown deepened, glancing over at Jayde as he shrugged yet again.
"I thought it was funny," he put simply, looking back over to Dotcom, who by now seemed to understand how gracious the Joker had been with him all along. A moment later, Joker handed the cigarette back to Jayde, exhaling the smoke in his lungs. "But by no means does this give you permission to parade around in your…ass-less chaps or…whatever it is you fags wear." Jayde grinned sympathetically at Dotcom as he huffed irritably and Joker laughed heartily to himself. "Wow, this is turning out to be a great decision, telling him I know," he told Jayde, nodding at Dotcom as he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. "Now I can make gay jokes and actually make him mad!" Jayde shook her head, looking across the table to Dotcom, who brought his face up and looked to Joker, his eyebrows raised.
"Got a call from one of our guys-…" he started but Joker cut in quickly.
"Naturally, and?" Joker's lips thinned in a tight grin when Dotcom glared at him murderously.
"He said power is back on for most of Gotham and that the commissioner and mayor did a press conference…" he paused, glancing at Jayde as his expression morphed slightly to show concern. "I watched it and…I don't think you're gonna like it…" he ended, cringing slightly. Between them, Joker barked a laugh, pointing at Jayde with his thumb.
"Well, then I guess it's a good thing I got laid today, huh? Am I right?" he asked animatedly, holding up a hand in the air for a potential high-five from Dotcom, but frowned as he rolled his eyes, completely ignoring it and stood up.
"I have it up on the computers in my room," he stated as he walked to the glass doors, sliding them open when both Joker and Jayde stood to follow him inside and over to the stairs to go up and into Dotcom's bedroom.
On the second story, Jayde followed Dotcom into the room, but glanced behind her only to laugh when Joker's nose wrinkled as he looked up a large, beautiful poster on the wall behind the door. It seemed he had not been in there since Dotcom had changed a few things and obviously found the new décor ten shades of homosexual. Luckily, Dotcom was already over at the wall of computer monitors at the far end of the room and was pulling up a window containing the frozen face of Commissioner Gordon, caught mid-word. Joker snorted a laugh through his nose after he had walked up and seen the screen. His elbow rested heavily on Jayde's shoulder as he leaned on her.
"Oh, this'll be good…" he murmured as though watching a trailer for a new movie coming out, leaning forward slightly as Dotcom clicked on the play button. Jim Gordon's face began moving instantly, his familiar voice coming through the speakers.
"-have seen the threat-tape from the Joker on the internet and on the news recently, but this is our call to action. There is no time nor place in which we should respond or react to the whims of a terrorist. It is obvious the Joker does things for attention and press, so by ignoring his attempts, we take power from him and his people. Furthermore, for anyone watching this who is aiding the Joker's efforts, we will find you and you will be prosecuted. Again, we urge the city to stay alert and aware at all times, stay indoors and tomorrow night, for any firstborn child or teenager, under the age of eighteen, we urge you to stay inside. Parents, do not open the door for any reason whatsoever once your children are home. The best way to fight back is to take every measure possible to ensure you and your family's safety."
At this, Dotcom stopped the video but did not turn around in his chair yet, as though waiting until he could decipher the Joker's mood after seeing this. Even Jayde remained perfectly still beside him, not even daring to look up at him, although the weight from his forearm on her shoulder remained the same. Luckily, however, he snorted another laugh, tossing his head carelessly.
"Gee whiz, dontcha love it when people pretend to understand something they know nothing about?" he asked, his voice somewhat loud and slightly agitated, even though surprisingly, he was doing a good job of pretending to be unaffected. "Looks like someone just added themselves to my 'to-do' list for tomorrow night…" he then added, bouncing his eyebrows at Jayde once or twice before he turned and strode from the room, pulling a small phone from his pocket as he went. Dotcom looked to Jayde with a heavy sigh.
"Why didn't you tell me he knew?" he asked, as though nothing had just happened and she felt a tiny weight sink in the pit of her stomach. She shrugged with a vague cringe, hoping he wasn't about to be mad at her.
"He told me not to," she answered honestly. "I didn't want…I dunno, I'm sorry." A moment later, after he had considered this, he shrugged with a roll of his eyes.
"Oh, whatever, I don't care. I'm just really glad I can stop pretending around him." he stood up, walking with her toward the door to step out and find out where Joker had just gone. Jayde glanced over at him beside her with an eyebrow arched.
"Yeah, but I wouldn't go all 'it's raining men' around him still," she suggested with a laugh. "He may be alright with it, but that doesn't mean he wants you wearing your ass-less chaps, like he said." Out in the hallway, where they noticed the closed door to Joker's bedroom, Dotcom tossed his hands as Jayde laughed.
"I don't have ass-less chaps!"
To everyone's mild surprise, Tre did not emerge from his bedroom until around six that evening once dinner was nearly done and the house had been filled with the thick, savory scent of something warm and wonderful. Unfortunately, Joker seemed to still be taking care of business up in his office and had not been seen since earlier. For a few minutes, Jayde considered going up and finding out what he was up to but figured if he hadn't been out in this long, it was obviously fairly important. So she remained where she was, in the kitchen with Dotcom, watching him cook. The sauce he had been creating diligently for the past hour had now turned a deep, rich red color and Jayde's stomach was just growling angrily when the sound of a door opening upstairs caught her attention.
Over at the stairs, Joker was now trotting down, scowling determinedly as he walked briskly over to the sliding glass door, but only to knock on it loudly. On the other side, Tre jumped with a frown, turning to look over his shoulder and stood once he noticed the Joker walking away, motioning with a hand over his shoulder for Tre to follow him. Joker was half-way back up the stairs when he stepped inside, exhaling the last bit of smoke in his lungs into the house.
"Whatchu need, bruh?" he asked, sliding the glass behind him.
"Got some black guy stuff I need help with," Joker replied without a second of hesitation, not even sparing a look down to the first floor when Dotcom and Jayde stifled laughter and Tre hung his shoulders with a hefty roll of his eyes. Seconds later, Tre had taken the stairs two at a time and they heard his voice pick up as he opened the door and stepped into the office. "Man, if it's some stupid shit like taping boxes, I'm finna-…" The rest of his words were muffled to inaudibility when the heavy, white, wooden door closed behind him. Jayde sighed, looking to Dotcom.
"I really wish he would just tell me what's going on," she told him somewhat wistfully. "It seems like something kinda big this time, and he hasn't said one word to me about it." Beside her, Dotcom remained pointedly silent, staring down at the swirling pot before him. Jayde noticed his lips tighten every so slightly when he felt her look over. A moment later, she made a loud noise of annoyance, tossing her hands. "You know, don't you?" she asked loudly but then pouted immediately when Dotcom looked up, his eyebrows raised.
"Of course I do!" he answered honestly, as though she should have assumed this already. "But he told me not to tell you, so…" With this, he gave a shrug of his shoulders, his left eyebrow arched sharply as Jayde sighed again, staring off at the house. He rolled his eyes. "He always ends up telling you at the right time so just wait. I would be surprised if he didn't tell you tonight…"
Later that evening, after Jayde and Dotcom realized Joker and Tre were not coming down any time soon for dinner, after eating alone together outside on the patio, and after Jayde had let Dotcom go upstairs to shower and be on the phone in his room, she was just standing at the sink, rinsing off dishes when Joker and Tre came downstairs. They rounded either side of the kitchen opposite one another and Jayde couldn't help but smirk to herself when Tre went immediately to the stove for dinner and Joker walked up behind her, placing his hands on the edge of the granite counter on either side of her. His chin met her shoulder a moment later.
"I need you to grace me with your presence for a few minutes," he put smoothly, smirking at the side of her face when he noticed her grin but she kept her eyes on the dishes before her.
"Can I take a shower first?" she asked quietly as Tre walked past them out of the kitchen and over to the couch. Behind her, Joker hmm-ed, standing up to his full height only to let his hands slide down and take a firm hold of her ass.
"Yeah, that's fine." He answered after a pause, but then remained in place, both hands still gripping her when she shut off the water and glanced back up at him over her shoulder as he stared off somewhat dazedly.
"Uh…Can I go now?" she asked slowly, arching her eyebrows when Joker blinked several times as if coming out of a trance and grinned down at her, removing his hands to take a half-step back.
"Yeah, you can go."
Once Jayde had disappeared up the stairs and after retrieving a bowl of Dotcom's thick tomato soup, Joker sat down opposite Tre on the couch, who glanced over, frowning.
"You still tryna see how long you can grab her ass wit-," he began but Joker nodded, cutting across him.
"-Without her saying something? Yeah, I only got to about eight seconds that time. My goal is a full 60." Joker answered somewhat distractedly, his eyes now trained on the tv as he waited for his soup to cool to something less than boiling. Tre shook his head.
"You're a creep, bro-…" he murmured, pointing one finger at him when Joker looked up, scowling. He hesitated, his eyes flickering distastefully up and down Tre a few times before he went back to eating, leaving Tre to grin at how he would not trade his best friend for anything else in the world.
Before too long, Jayde was coming back downstairs, in comfortable clothing with her hair damp and curly. Tre looked up but Joker did not and instead simply moved his leg from rested on the coffee table so she could move past him and sit on the couch next to him. Obviously, she knew he still needed to talk to her but seemed to be refraining from making any noise while Tre was still in the room and while their attention was still focused on the tv. Luckily, however, the show went to commercial only a few moments after she sat down so Joker took a deep breath and looked over to Tre as his arm moved to rest behind her on the back of the couch.
"Tre, wont you excuse us?" he asked rather politely, his eyebrows raised, but only for his expression to fall a moment later when Tre shrugged.
"You both are excused," he answered by doing exactly what Joker had asked him to do, his eyes still watching the commercial playing on the tv. After leaning forward, taking his spoon from the empty bowl, Joker stuck it in his mouth to clean it off, then promptly threw it at Tre. He jumped, flinging the spoon away from him as though it had burned him and stood up from the couch, tossing one hand in his usual fashion. "DAMN, man, fine." He growled as he walked away, over to his bedroom under the stairs. The moment he disappeared, Jayde turned to Joker, grinning somewhat excitedly.
"So you wanted to talk to me?" she asked, watching the side of his face until he turned his head to look at her and nod.
"I did," he answered. "I wanted to make sure you were clear on how everything is going to be happening tomorrow." At this, Jayde cut in, shaking her head with a slight frown.
"I have no idea what's going on tomorrow," she clarified, watching Joker's eyes as he frowned, cocking his head to the side, only to stare at her for several seconds until he rolled his eyes with a chuckle.
"Oh, right…You were on LSD when I told you," he finally remembered, ignoring the flat, annoyed expression that had just fallen onto Jayde's face. He went on, turning slightly to face her more fully. "Well, tomorrow night, my teams have been given the addresses of three families each- one important, political person and two randoms. They have been told to assassinate the firstborn child in that family." He paused, glancing at her eyes to check for any sign of protest; none so far. He went on a second later, rolling his eyes to the ceiling. "Then, I'm going to blow up all the dorms at Gotham University…lots of firstborns there." At this, he paused again, letting out one short laugh. "Which is just brilliant of me seeing how their curfew is at ten when the city is…'under attack'." He laughed more loudly, leaning forward slightly. "Because you know how I like my attention…" he then added sarcastically.
For a split second, Joker could have sworn Jayde was about to express her disapproval for the idea of killing a huge number of college students but it seemed, like Maggie, she had learned to just agree with him, even if she did not particularly like it. She glanced down at her lap but then back up at him, her eyebrows arched in an apprehensive sort of way.
"So…what do I have to do?" she asked, more than likely hoping Joker would keep her involvement in the dorm-bombings to a minimum. Fortunately, he leaned forward, wrapping his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer until she could practically lay down against him.
"All you have to do is look sexy and drive the Escalade…" he answered as though this were the simplest task in the world. He went on to add, "-And not get me or Tre killed or worse, arrested."
A few hours later, Jayde lay on her back in the middle of the Joker's bed, staring up at the ceiling, listening to the rushing water as he showered in the bathroom just beyond his room. Surprisingly, even after accompanying the Joker to do some pretty heinous activities, Jayde could not force the thought of anyone murdering nearly a thousand young college students from her mind. She could not help feeling that her immortal soul was truly at stake this time and she was really pushing her luck by going anywhere with the Joker out in public after their experience the previous night. But then again, Joker, Tre and Dotcom seemed incredibly skilled at what they did and seemed to have progressed to the point where they would go out of their way to help or protect her. And as far as she remembered, she had chosen to stay with him, even after he had given her the option to leave. So now, with the crescendo of Joker's elaborate plan upon them, Jayde reminded herself of what Maggie had told her about having a 'good man' and took a deep breath, deciding that the next day in its entirety, could more than likely decide the fate of their relationship…or whatever it was they called it.
A/N: Alright, boys n gals, once again, I am terribly sorry for the wait! And I realize this is a somewhat short chapter, but like I've been saying- we are terribly close to the end! In fact, the next two chapters I put out will be ending 1 and ending 2. I will be writing them back to back in order to post them simultaneously so there may be a bit of a wait involved again this time, being that I have two full (and they will be long) chapters to write. So hold on tight, we're almost done! I only got two email addresses for the contest! Send me those pen names people. If I don't get at least five people to participate, the contest is off and that drastically reduces the chances for a third installment of the JnJ series. SO LET ME SEE THOSE EMAILS AND REVIEWS! LEAVE ME YOUR LOVE/HATE IF YOU REALLY WANT TO READ THE ENDINGS! –QoM = ]
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