JACKIE'S POV
"W-What do you mean Joker's not here?!" I rasp, leaning against a pole for the tent as my entire body trembles with aching pain. Ugh ... I was mortified waking up to Gowland holding me in his arms and lap with the most disgusting taste in my mouth I've ever had before. At least he was looking away and straight up at the ceiling rather than right at my, uh, less than clothed body.
But what happened? I asked Gowland and he had no idea what happened. All I remember is that I was on the bed, waiting for Joker to basically come ravage me when the 'assassin' - which was the poorest excuse for an assassin I've ever seen - dropped a bottle of that weird smelly stuff. And now I come back here, lingerie under my clothes that Gowland gave me and I finally decided to secretly wear after sneaking out of the medic unit, and find out Joker's not even here to rip the lacy thing off?
"UGH!" I shout, thumping my head against the wooden pole in angst. Why is it so hard for Joker to get into me without something interrupting us?! Before it was nice b-because I wasn't ready b-but I was so ready to fling my underwear in his face and take him before that stupid riot happened!
"O-Oh, don't fret Miss Jackie! J-Joker should be back soon enough!" The woman tries to reassure but her reassurance comes with little confidence on her end. Great ... my gosh I didn't think it was so hard to get laid in Wonderland. My face turns a bright shade of red at the thought as I glance over to a comfy looking cage, noticing three large and furry bear like creatures with long ears on them. Huh? Since when did we get those things? I walk over to the couch and watch them adorably snuggle up to one another, their eyes still shut. "What are those?"
"Hm?" She hums, following the trail my pointing fingers makes before happily clapping her hands. "Oh yes, Master Joker decided to get these adorable cubs for you. They were dropped off in front of this tent with a note written in excellent penmanship on them, explaining that we are to care for them until Joker returns."
Excellent penmanship ... why does that almost immediately make me think of Cyan? Wait, is it possible Joker is at the Coliseum? Yes, he has to be! Where else in Wonderland are there such weird looking animals? Although how Joker was able to pry three creatures off of Griffin I don't know.
"Thank you, I'll be back!" I say, wobbling out of the tent before getting my footing and briskly running down the path towards the Coliseum. Oh please tell me that Joker is there at least!
BLACK'S POV
"You're a dumba**."
"Yes~ yes~ oh, the glorious pain~!" White sings between his teeth, eyes narrowing as he heavily breathes.
"Stupid s***."
"Yep~,"
"Elephant a**."
"Yep yep yep~," he groans as his eyes roll back, wallowing in complete bliss as my entire body achingly throbs in pain.
"What kind of dumba** goes swinging off a f***ing chandelier if you can't reach a d*** cord in front of you?!" I angrily breathe, wanting to hurt the motherf***er but know the pain would only reflect on myself. F*** ... I-I have no energy to move.
"Ha ha ha ha ha! Joker like mummy of Egypt!" Griffin's thick laughter fills the room as he grins over our pathetic states, his tail twitching excitedly as he stares at us. A**hole ... he's enjoying the fact we can't retaliate at all. F***, it hurts to speak of all things!
"Hm~ yes, I have no doubt about that." White says, making the mistake of laughing along with Griffin. I feel my chest and lungs clutch and ache horribly with pin and needle pain, rasping a few times before trying to force control back into my breathing - the one thing I can manage. F*** I'm pissed ... I can't even eat or take a s*** without someone spoon feeding me or holding me over the d*** toilet!
"Oh yes, Griffin, where is our wife? I assume your harem is having their fun with the toddler." White says, staring at the wall since we are unable to turn our necks. Stupid a** neck braces ...
"Yes, harem have fun with little gurl." Griffin deeply chuckles. "You wish to see little gurl, yes?" Griffin asks, tilting his head to the side.
"If it is convenient." White politely says, though we both have in mind the perfect death for Griffin if he denies us this.
"Yes, I get little gurl now." Griffin hums before sliding to his feet. His feathers lightly ruffle as he heads out the door.
"You know she's just going to jump on us." I heavily sigh, sliding my eyes shut as I wait for the inevitable pain that's going to come over me when she gets in here. But d*** it I need to see her. It pisses me off that Mock Turtle as to go and recollect the ingredients against because of his own stupidity of dropping it down into a chasm which conveniently melted it. It's f***ing annoying that everyone wants me to suffer!
"WHAT YOU MEAN LITTLE GURL NOT HERE?!" Griffin's voice thunders. My eyes snap open as I tense up, ignoring the aching in my limbs. Not here? Not f***ing here?! Then where the hell is my woman?!
"Go, find little gurl NOW!" Griffin angrily shouts, probably not realizing that we can hear every word he says from inside the room. A few moments later he pops his head back in with a cheesy grin. "Little gurl take nap, so-,"
"I heard every word, bird s***! WHERE THE HELL IS MY WIFE?!"
JACKIE'S POV
Where the hell is my husband?!
I heavily breathe as I stumble against a stone building, completely spent for breath. My throat burns as my legs achingly pulse, not at all used to all this running. M-Man I'm out of shape ... but then again I practically just ran a freaking marathon from the Amusement Park to the Circus, and then the Circus to here. I stumble my way towards the main Coliseum, probably not looking too pretty as it is. Well, I did look pretty going to the Circus but I can feel the sweat soaking into the nice outfit underneath. Well, I tried.
"I TELL YOU LITTLE GURL IS HERE!" Griffin's voice thunders through the Coliseum. Nearby workers shrink at the anger in his voice as I start my way towards it. Angry or not he'll know where Joker is. Who else could Joker have gotten those animals from?
"WE BOTH KNOW THAT'S BULLS*** YOU NUMBSKULL! WHERE THE F*** DID YOU PUT MY WIFE?!"
My heart jolts as I instinctually start running towards the voice, booking it up the stairs and to the second level of the Coliseum. Joker, that's Joker's voice-! I try to call out his name but my heavy breathing is too much. Gosh dang it I ca-an't call back because I'm breathing so hard!
"LITTLE GURL SLEEPS NOW. HUSH OR LITTLE GURL WAKE UP!" Griffin's yelling shakes the nearby curtains and stands of expensive looking vases, along with making each employee tremble as they travel faster to get away from his rage.
"Wait, isn't that Lady Jackie?" A voice trills, sounding frightened but perplexed. I continue forward, tempted to stop and catch my breath. But I-I want to see Joker. No, I need to see my husband.
"WELL IF SHE WAKES UP IT'S YOUR OWN D*** FAULT FOR SCREAMING EVERY F***ING WORD YOU'RE SAYING!" Black's voice thunders back. I zip right past a large door with ornate frames, spying a flicker of Griffin's tail. My arm shoots out and catches the door frame, hauling myself into the room before I drop to my knees and start rasping for air.
"YOU THINK I LIE- little gurl?" Griffin's roaring voice shouts before dropping into muffled confusion.
"Y-Yeah, o-o-ne min ... ute. Ran here ... bad i-idea," I wheeze, coughing to try and get myself back together.
"How little gurl grow?" He asks, hardly able to brings his senses back together. Joker's voice remains completely silent as I raise to my feet, digging my nails into the frame as I look around the room and spy two bandaged red heads on the bed, laying against an array of pillows and propped up to be half sitting up. Their heads remain looking straight but their pained red eyes intensely take me in.
"O-Oh, my gosh what happened?!" I breathe, stumbling over to the beds. Their eyes follow me around as I gawk at their clearly injured state with bandages and a neck brace to boot. My eyes shoot over their bodies, nearly having a heart attack each time I spy blood staining the white bandages or a few shallow cuts here and there.
" ... Cyan was able to give you the cure?" White asks after a few moments.
"C-Cyan? No, I ... wait, cure? Cure for w-hat?" I ask, breathing too hard as I try to reign in my thoughts. C-Calm, I need to just take a deep breath and try to calm my breathing.
"Hm~ it seems you were too young to remember anything." White breathes under his breath. Too young? I hesitantly reach out to him and set a hand on his shoulder that seems uninjured. Almost immediately Joker starts to relax, not moving at all to touch me back.
"What happened to the both of you?" I say, disheartened as I stare over their bandages and such. Wait, Griffin doesn't have a medic room. I look around the interior of the room, recognizing it as the room I stayed in while I was here.
"Well, since you don't remember, we will have to, say, fill in the blanks." White chuckles before sighing out a groan.
"Y-Yeah, what ha-,"
"Are you wearing lace?" Black interrupts, sounding dumbfounded. My cheeks touch with red as I reach up and tuck the lacy strap showing from under my tank top strap.
"A-Ah, ha ha ... ah ... ," I sheepishly chuckle, feeling my cheeks burning a little brighter with embarrassment. Ah~ I'm caught. But, it's not like I can do anything-
"Griffin get out." Both Joker's say at once.
"Ha. Joker say I no stay?" Griffin's tail twitches to either side, looking rather curious as he stares at my back.
"OUT." Joker emphasizes, though it's not like he can do anything if Griffin refuses to go.
"Please, Griffin?" I ask, turning to him as I wave my hand for him to leave. He taps a finger to his chin, thinking before a sly grin broadly pulls his lips up.
"It tradition for Czar to see wife before husband." Griffin cheerfully says with a shrug as his tail flickers back and forth.
"You wouldn't." I honestly say, not very troubled by his teasing. I glance over to Joker's quiet seething rage, literally feeling the hatred he's putting off at the moment. Ha ha ... if looks could kill~
"Touch her and I kill you." Joker threatens in a deadly growl as Griffin trots around the bed to my side.
"Stop teasing him, Griffin. He's hurt." I say, finding the situation kind of funny now that I have my breath back. Joker's hurt so he can't do anything so of course the kitty wants to mess with them a little bit. I know Griffin won't actually do anything to me and he wants to see Joker jealous.
"No threats, comrade, for you are no threat." Griffin grins as he crouches down to my eye level. The playful batting in his eyes remain present, as if begging me to play along and tease Joker. I swear he's like a little kid constantly pushing his limits and I can't get mad at a face like that. At least not for long.
"No, Griffin." I chuckle, reaching up and grabbing his ear. His tail excitedly flickers back and forth before I twist his ear as hard as I can, barely making the large man twitch.
"Hm~ you soft, little gurl," he purrs in a near seductive voice, again trying to urge me to go along with his attempted smexy talk.
"It's time for you to leave, Griffin." I say, trying to pull Griffin off to the side so I can drag him out of the room if necessary. Before I can finish my though Griffin dips down and pinches the rim of my shirt, pulling it up and hooking the fabric over my head.
"Griffin-!" I shout in a reprimanding voice, knowing exactly what he's seeing because I spent nearly an hour perfecting it while at the Amusement Park. But, after all that running, who knows what it looks like at this point.
"Ha ha! Joker in for treat!" He loudly laughs as I shove his hand away and twist his ear harder. His thick laughter continues as I walk him to the door, keeping him hunched over as I twist the soft cartilage. Gosh Griffin is a butthead because now I'm never going to hear the end of it from Joker. I only dare to let his ear go as I reach the door, pushing the large man out.
"Don't bug us."
"You have little little gurl, little gurl, I play with little little gurl?" He asks, looking excited by the thought. I ignore his question and pull the heavy drapes over the door shut, tying them off at the little handles on the side. It bothers me people can still peek in but whatever. It's their fault if they see anything ... er, well, yeah. It's not like I'm going to do anything but that doesn't mean Joker isn't going to try.
"Where did that s*** touch you?" Black growls, sounding absolutely livid as he struggles to twitch a finger in my direction.
"He was just trying to mess with you. He didn't touch anything." I reassure, walking over to Black's side of the large bed. I have a feeling if I don't calm this half of Joker's counterpart down first he won't be able to relax.
"Liar." They accuse, Black with anger and White with hidden jealousy. I tap a finger to my lips, trying to think of a way to calm him down before eyeing up the space between them. That looks big enough for me to fit into and not hurt either of them. I lean in and gently kiss Black on the cheek.
"I'm not lying, Joker." I smile as I sit on the corner of the bed where they can watch me. I peel my shirt off and drop it to the side, letting them see the corset like and black lace attire before shuffling my pants off. He remains completely silent as I crawl onto the bed and wedge myself between them, feeling their wolfish eyes glued to my body. My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I rest between them and slide my fingers between their own before giving a gently squeeze. Nothing like a little skin to quiet Joker down.
" ... put your hand down my pants." Black says with little to no warning.
"Pffffft w-what?!" I laugh, completely taken off guard by the horny demand. Oh gosh he's too cute~
"Do it."
"Nope." I smile, gently setting both their hands on my bare upper thighs. I lightly overlap their hand with mine to keep their fingers right where I want them, feeling their fingers slightly tense up before twitching to relaxation.
"Awe~ so cruel." White breathes out a soft smile. I chuckle at their childish behavior, rubbing their hands up and down my smooth legs for the sake of their, and secretly my own, sanity. Gosh I want him to touch me ... but, he can't because he's so hurt. And I'm not about to get randy on them because one, I don't know how to and two, they're hurt.
"You're hurt, Joker. Now tell me what happened." I say, leaning over and kissing Black's shoulder which is not bandaged. Poor White looking like a mummy over here and poor Black for feeling the pain that White is. His Jester half looks much more injured than his Warden half, which is a relief in its own way.
"You were turned into a toddler." Black growls between his teeth as his arm trembles, clearly trying to move his fingers underneath my underwear. Oh now I just feel bad for him. I giggle at his attempts and let White's hand rest on my leg before gently grabbing Black's hand and helping him slip his fingertips over the unexplored skin.
"And then, to get the cure, we ventured into a land called the Looking Glass in order to get the cure," White continues as I leave Black's fingers there and rub circles with my thumb into the back of White's hand.
"The Looking Glass ... I've never heard of that before." I hum, surprisingly enjoying the completely limp Joker. He's like a doll that I can do whatever I want to with. Like a giant smex doll. I flush at the random thought and quickly shake it out. No, no no no, not happening.
"It is not surprisingly since most Role Holders don't pay it any mind." White says, shakily exhaling as I bring his hand up and kiss the palm of his hand.
"And why not?"
"It is irrelevant, and there is a rule that says we Role Holders must not speak lightly of that frightening land ... ," White explains, trailing off as I prop his hand against the lace over my breast. His fingers barely twitch in response as he tries to make a grab for it and latch on like a leach. Poor Joker, I'm such a tease. I hold his hand up and give a light squeeze for his sake before chickening out and setting his hand back onto my thigh.
"Frightening, you say?" I ask, trying to think of what else to do with him. My eyes travel over White's bandages, softening as I try to imagine what could have possibly attacked him to the point that he cannot move. "And it gave you so many wounds too," I say, rubbing his hand. He went there for my sake and to get me the antidote. Wait, since Gowland gave me the antidote himself, does that mean all of this went to nothing for him?
... awe now I really feel bad for him.
" ... This is nothing. The worst kind of torture is not being able to ravish my wife when she wishes so badly for it. But, you seem to be making your own fun." He notes with a playful small laugh as I slide his hand up to my bending knee, propping his palm over it before letting go and watching the limp hand.
"I-I am. Tell me if anything I do hurts you." I tack on, watching his hand slip off and thump lifelessly against the sheets. Wow ... he seriously can't move at all?
"I'd rather have you inflict more pain onto me so that I may have the pleasure of feeling. At the moment, I am mostly numb." He sadly admits as I cradle his hand and gently rock it side to side.
"That sucks," I mutter, staring at his fingers before kissing the one in the middle.
"Move my hand deeper. I can still feel in my hand." Black blankly says, visibly shaking as he struggles to get some movement into his fingers.
"That can wait. You need to heal before ... ," I trail off, sinking into the pillows a little bit as I shyly blush at the thought. Before when I was getting ready it was really just fantasizing to me but with him here, in a bed, holding his hands ... it's finally becoming real. And now that I'm being forced to wait a little longer it's making me so much more eager.
"Before?" Joker encourages after a few moments of silence to let me stew in my thoughts. My cheeks flush a little deeper as I let my mind wander a little bit and naughtily imagine his hands moving over me.
Joker is so sweet ... both counterparts are loving yet cruel, selfish yet caring, maddening yet endearing, dominant yet meek ... and I love all the parts to him. I reach up, gently kissing Joker on the cheek as my heart squeezes with pure love for him and him alone.
And he is forever mine.
" ... you never answered me."
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THE END, END
Awe~ I thought that was a cute ending :3
On a side note~ who would be interested in a rated M one chapter story on Joker and Jackie getting it on? I've never written an M before and am hesitant to do so since I am aware younger viewers may find it, but I think it makes sense to make one. I'm emotionally torn though, and would like your opinion on this matter. PM me if you are interested or leave them in the reviews, thank you :3