Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC, with the exception of Magda, Jim, and Danny. This one gets sexual. So the M rating applies here. I've never written a sex scene either, so I hope it doesn't seem too awkward.
I got back in the car and slammed the door shut. Robin gave me a look.
"Didn't go well, I take it." She shot me a glare. "Ok. Ok. It's time to go." I knocked on the tinted glass. It was a long silent car ride back. When we reached our destination, Magda was already out and walking down the street. I gave Alfred a quick thank you, and grabbed my bag. He drove off and I tried to catch up to her. When I did, she ignored me. Touching her shoulder, she snapped out of it and stopped. "What happened back there?"
I was agitated, "You mean you weren't listening in?"
"No, I wasn't. You were recorded."
In an annoyed tone, "So Batman will be listening in? That's great. Let's get back to the house first, then I'll spill my guts to you." I started running way. When we got there I sat down on the stoop to catch my breath. There was a chill in the air, so I retrieved the leather jacket out of my backpack. He finally caught up to me and stopped hunched over catching his breath.
"Damn your fast when your angry." His face looked slightly in pain.
I opened the door and went upstairs. He followed, and when we made it to the room he dramatically collapsed onto the old mattress. I sat down against the wall near him. He removed the device from my cardigan and pressed the side to turn it off.
"There is no one to hear us. Tell me what happened."
I held my head in my hands staring hopelessly at the floor, "I need twenty five thousand dollars. If I don't come up with it and secure a building on Amusement Mile in two days, then I'm dead. Zsasz will be back...and I'm dead." I didn't notice I was crying until I felt warm droplets fall on my knees. "I shouldn't of gone there. I shouldn't of agreed to your plan." I looked him in the eyes with anger, "You killed me! If I'm dead, it's your fault!"My anger must of made him feel guilty.
"Now wait a minute!" He moved closer to me. "No one is going to die. We can get you the money."
My voice grew louder, "How? Out of thin air? If I personally can't get it from a credible source, then he will know." Then I got an idea. Maybe I should toss you to Crane next. I'm sure he'd love to hear you scream. My mood grew somber. "Can you find out when Dr. Crane will be discharged?"
"Yes...but why?"
"The less you know, the better. I just need to see him."
"Ok. Ok. I'll see what I can do tomorrow. Tonight just try to relax." He scooted closer to me and laid his head on my shoulder.
"Your right. Stressing about something I can't even do a thing about right now makes no sense." I loosened up, and wiped away my tears. "So what can we do? We have the whole day and night."
I placed a kiss on her cheek. "Let's explore the town. I could show you some cool places I used to hang out at."
I grew concerned, "Are you sure that's a safe thing to do?"
"No, but I wouldn't exactly say I live a safe life." I lift up my shirt, and turn to the side.
He shows me a four inch jagged scar running from his back to his hip. "Should I even ask how you got that?" His shirt dropped back down.
"Oh just a little present from your other boss. I swear that guy has it out for me. Maybe he's jealous." I gave a chuckle.
"Well if we are going anywhere I should change out of this." I got up and took my backpack to the bathroom to change.
When she left I pulled out my communicator. "Bruce, you there?"
"Yes, Jason what do you need?"
"Do you happen to know when Scarecrow is getting out of Arkham?"
"Let me check the records." I heard some button clicks. "Tomorrow at three pm he is set to be released. Is Magda ok? I heard the conversation, and what he has her doing makes no sense."
"What do you mean?"
"If he went through the trouble of going against his MO, why would he give her such an impossible task? He's not one to change his ways. Especially when it comes to choosing his lackies. Why is she so special?"
"You know he is trying to push her. It's a test Bruce. It has to be."
"Sounds like even more of a reason for you to look after her. Don't let her dwell on the issue, or think that she can't get out of this alive. Or try an easier way out."
"She's stronger than you think Bruce." I said with irritation in my voice.
"I trust your judgement Jason. Over and out."
I came back dressed in my blue sweater and camouflage pants. I stared at him quizzically, "Were you talking to someone?"
"You caught me. Yes I was." She gave me a raised eyebrow. "I asked Batman about Scarecrow for you."
"And what did he say?"
"Tomorrow at three pm. Which I guess is pretty convenient for you."
"Yes it is." I change the subject. "You don't happen to be hungry?"
"Always." He gave a big smile.
"Then why don't you treat me to lunch? It would be nice to know if there is actually a good place to eat around here." His eyes lit up.
"Actually I do know a place." He got his coat and went for the door. I got my coat out, and zipped back up the backpack and followed after. Not all parts of Crime Alley were bad. Its reputation mostly comes from the East Side. We were currently in the center/west, closer to Aparo Park. He looked pretty sure of himself as we came up to a cafe. It looked rather generic, and reminded me of a grandmother's house. "Do you like muffins?" His voice sounding rather lively.
"Sure I guess." He grabbed my hand and we walked in. Instantly my mouth watered from the smell of baked goods. He drug me to the counter, and ordered. "Two blueberry muffins, and two hot chocolates please." The lady behind the counter was very cheary. She took his change, and told us to go sit down. She came out a few minutes later with our food and we thanked her.
His eyes lit up as the food arrived, "Your gonna love this. On special days when my father was away, my mother would take me here. There is just something special about blueberries and hot chocolate." His voice trailed off. "It reminds me of her every time."
I put a hand on his to let him know I understood. We talked a while about how life was like when your a kid. Everything seems easier, and there is always someone there to love you. Even if you are poor or orphaned. I also opened up more about my upbringing. I told him I never knew my father, my mother had cancer, and that she started losing the ability to care for me. I had no relatives. The clock on the wall read three thirty. "Let's take a walk by the riverside." We went four blocks down, and I started to smell water in the chilled air. There was a rundown gazebo by the rivers edge. "Did she ever take you here?"
"Every once in awhile to feed the ducks." He hugged me close. "Have you ever played pool?"
The sudden change of subject caught be off guard, "Kind of. I mean we had one in the recreation hall. Danny tried to teach me, but I never caught on."
"Or maybe you just had a bad teacher." He smiled and leaned down. When he put his soft lips on mine, it felt like there was electric between us. A soft static that tickles and entices. I felt him kiss me deeper. After another minute he pulled away slowly. I rested my head on his chest and we stayed still for what seemed like an eternity. "We need to leave soon. It's getting dark." He looked up into the sky and took in a breath. "And it smells like snow is coming." We walked hand in hand until we approached a seedy looking joint called The Black Cat Bar. "Here we are. The perfect place for a game of pool."
We walked in and found ourselves surrounded by mostly low class mobsters and thugs. "Do you see any familiar faces?" I said with a chuckle.
"Actually yes. They are mostly people from Falcone and Thorne's groups." My face turned pale. I hope Danny isn't here. He must of noticed my change of mood. "Don't worry these guys are harmless. The only thing they are after is money. Just don't make any bets with them." We went to the back of the building where a guy was sitting. Robin had a small exchange with him and handed over a twenty. "We have table ten all to ourselves until eight o'clock." We walked over and he handed me a cue. He proceeded to rack the balls into place. "Did he teach you how to break?"
"Yeah, but I could never hit hard enough to really break it properly."
He gave a chuckle. "Here let me show you." He motioned for me to get in front of him. I leaned down and took my stance in front of the table. Guiding the tip of the pool cue with my left hand, I felt him lean in beside me. His arms glided over top of mine to mimic my movements. His touch felt nice. I heard some guys whistle, while he whispered in my ear, "Ignore those fucks." He changed the way my fingers were holding the end of the cue. "Like this." His voice as smooth as silk. "If you hold it this way, then your fingers won't slip." He uses my other hand to pull back the stick. "Now give it all the force you have." I smashed the stick forward into the balls, and they scattered in every direction. "That was good.", he cooed reassuringly. I felt his weight lift off of me, much to my disappointment. We continued to play with more light touching and playful stares. By the end of the game he lifted me up onto the table, and put his arms around my waist. Looking down at me he gave me a smirk. "You let me win didn't you?" His right hand moved up my back and I leaned into it. He came down upon me with ferocity. His tongue parted my lips, as I heard a low moan echo from the back of his throat. I forced myself forward then pushed him away.
In a hushed voice, "Everyone is looking. We are suppose to keep a low profile." He lifted me off the table.
"Then maybe it's time to go somewhere else." She puts down her cue stick and heads for the door. I followed close behind, but before we were able to exit, I heard someone.
"Hey kid! How much you payin' her?" A tall bulky man shouts. The room roars with laughter.
This guy can't be serious. I turned around to face him. "What did you say?" I clenched my fists feeling my nails dig into my palms. The man stepped closer.
"I said. How much is she worth? I wouldn't mind pressing up against that while I play pool." He spit a toothpick out of his mouth. More men in the room started to move toward me.
"She isn't what you think she is." I moved away from the door. My clenched jaw hurting. I heard her say my name but ignored it.
"Then why did you bring her in here?" He gave a big smirk. "We have a strict sharing policy don't we boys. Hand the bitch over, and we won't kill ya. Is she worth it?"
I couldn't control my anger any longer. They were all inching in. I lunged at him first with a punch to the face. He fell like a sack of potatoes. Then I felt a hand on my back, and the splintering crack of a cue over my head. Fuck! I held my head and gave the guy behind me a backwards kick to the stomach. Two more thugs held each of my arms. I shoved off from the ground and twisted my weight backwards doing a flip behind their heads. Confusing them I came back around and kicked them both in their sides. Sticking my landing, they skid across the floor. More objects were being thrown at me. I dodge most of them, jumping onto a pool table to get higher ground. In a crouched down position, I waited for the next guy. He came at me with a bar stool. I looked down and saw a nine ball by my hand. I hurled it at his head, and he was knocked unconscious. They started to back off, when I noticed she wasn't in the room anymore.
Panicked, my eyes darted around the room to find one guy dragging her through the back with a hand over her mouth. She was struggling and swung her head backwards with force. I heard a satisfying crack as he let go of her and held his gushing nose. That's my girl! She ran towards me, and I hopped down from the table. We ran quickly out the front and didn't stop for several blocks. I grabbed her by the arm and we ducked into an ally. I needed to catch my breath. She fell on top of me and began to laugh.
"I think I've had enough fun for tonight."
"I thought you'd be mad at me for making the first move." I stand back up to brush off my clothes.
"I was at first, but I'd never seen you fight up close before. You took on five guys by yourself!" I said with excitement. I saw police cars wiz by down the street, and heard a whoosh from above. I offered a hand out, and he helped me to my feet. "Ok we really should go home now." We walked hand in hand back to the house. Through the front door and up the stairs. Taking my jacket off, I placed it back in my bag. I thought I zipped that back up earlier? I shrugged it off. I kick off both my shoes. He came in and rifled through his backpack. He pulled out a pair of green PJ bottoms and a yellow shirt and placed his shoes in the bag. I gave a chuckle, "Is that your costume for bed? Please tell me you noticed it's the same colors."
I plopped down beside her on the bed. "Actually no. If you have a problem with it, then I can wear...nothing tonight." I crawled over top of her and kissed her playfully. She reached down between her legs and started to slide off her pants. I felt her leg lift up between mine and kick them off completely.
"Sounds like a plan." I said in a sensual voice.
I could see the lust in her eyes. Those big green eyes. I felt her hands rolling up my shirt, and bringing it over my head. I lifted up my arms and tossed it away. I stared down at her and caught my breath. She began rolling her sweater up and over her chest. My first reaction was to slide my hand up her stomach. She let out a growl of pleasure, and tossed the sweater off to the side. I let my hand wander over her chest. I cautiously lifted up her bra and revealed each breast with a satisfying bounce. The cold air of the room made her delicate nipples stand erect. She pulled the bra over her head and off. I teased one nipple with a light twist between my fingers. She put a hand behind my head and forced me down for a deep kiss. Her other hand worked through the button and zipper of my pants. I felt both of her legs slide up to the top of my waist. She managed to start pulling down my pants as she wiggled, so I helped her achieve her goal by pushing her legs down. My pants and boxers slide down with them. When they reached my ankles I shook them off. "Let's get under the covers." She whispered in my ear. I found the edge and flipped it over our heads. This is too perfect. I placed a hand underneath her, and flipped her on top of me, her breasts pressing against my bare chest. She sat up and ran a hand along my chest, I felt myself growing.
The moon shining through the window made his dark eyes hauntingly irresistible. Gliding my hand up his chest I could feel him grow hard beneath me. I shifted my body weight, and heard a groan escape his sweet lips. I placed a hand down my side and pulled off my panties. They were wet to the touch. I must of been enjoying myself too much. As he grew harder I couldn't help but grind my clit up against his shaft. I shifted my hips up and placed them above his cock. I lowered myself down onto him slowly feeling the tip slide in only a little. He put a hand suddenly on mine, and said in a nervous voice, "Wait a minute." I could read his eyes that he needed to get something, but before I could shift my weight off him, I slipped. His penis slamming into me. We both let out loud moans in unison. Then I couldn't help myself. I began grinding back and forth, picking up speed. It felt too good. After a couple more thrusts I noticed he had regained mental control. He flipped me back underneath him. He grabbed both of my hands with one of his and held them above my head. Stretching out over me, the moonlight showed every muscle on his chest. Then suddenly he pulled out. His voice was playful.
"I said wait a minute." Holding her with one hand, I looked behind me to locate my pants. I pulled her up with me and leaned backwards to retrieve them. My grip slipped and now her hands were free. She ran them over my chest as I located the condom in my pants pocket. Success! Quickly tearing it open I put it on, while she was still pawing at me. I laid her back down and grabbed her by the hips. I positioned her ankles to rest on my shoulders and then penetrated her with a quick trust. She let out a desperate little scream of pleasure. She was so warm. I held one of her legs in place, and used the other hand to caress her clit. She became louder, and my hand grew wet. I pounded her faster, and could feel her legs quiver with every scream of pleasure she made. I slowed down, and placed my hands at her sides. She slowly brought her legs down and wrapped them around me. She was trying to take control again as I felt her hips bucking and swaying. Her body beckoning me forward.
I leaned down and nibbled on her neck, her hands resting on my back scratching lightly. Our mouths meet in furious kisses as I plunged deep inside her. Within moments it must of been too much for her. Her mouth fell open to let out passionate moans. I must be hitting the right spot. I gave her what she wanted. Faster. Harder. I felt myself come alive, as her walls tightened around me. The grip she had on me felt so good. I continued my pace, as I felt the pulsing of her insides. I felt her legs go limp as she gave out one last cry of pleasure. But even though she was done, I continued thrusting, each one building more until I felt like I was going to burst. Then through desperate moans she whispered my name. The way she said it drove me wild. A couple more thrusts, and I burst at the seams letting out a moan to show her my satisfaction. I opened my eyes and looked down on her face. She looked too content. So happy. I heard her whisper Thank You. Then I rolled behind her, and slid off the condom. We spooned the rest of the night.
Morning reached through the window and woke me up. I slid out from under his arms, so I could get dressed. Feeling warmer I ventured near the window. To my surprise there was a thin layer of snow on the ground. When I turned around I noticed he was awake, propped up on one arm. "Good morning." He gives me a loving smile.
I smiled back and threw his pajama pants at him. "You were right about the snow. You might want to put those on." He uncovered himself from the blanket and put them on quickly. Then he came over and retrieved his shirt. He cupped my hands near his mouth and breathed hot air onto them. Slowly pressing them back against my chest he held me in a hug and rested his chin on the top on my head.
"You might need to find a warmer place after today. Is there any way you might accept an offer to stay at a hotel?"
"Not a chance. I have some matters to attend to today. I'm sure I'll find a place tonight." I let out a slow breath thinking about what I might be getting myself into.
He sounded playful, "Geeze, don't sound so official. Should I be asking about this business?"
"Let's just stick to the plan of, the less you know the better."
He gave a big sigh, "Fine. Just don't go getting into too much trouble." I stayed silent. He pulled away and looked down at me. "Mags? Are you looking for trouble?" I couldn't look directly at him.
"No just the money. I have two days, so I need to start soon. And you really should be getting back...to wherever you live." I tried to lighten the mood. "The early bird, catches the worm." I looked up and put on a fake smile. "Really, don't worry about me. I was taking care of myself before you showed up."
He frowned, "And look where that got you." I gave him a punch to the shoulder. He rubbed it and gave a half smile. "Geeze, ok. Fine. I get it miss self-sufficient." We hugged for awhile. I'm sure both of us just wanted to keep last night alive in our minds. After awhile we dressed and gathered our things in silence. We walked the the end of Crime Alley and parted ways. Before we got too far apart I heard him shout, "Mags! When will I see you again?"
I shouted back, "When your boss needs me!" I continued walking until I arrived at Arkham.
AN: I hope that wasn't too awkward. Thanks for reading!
