jervis is frustrated, has been for a while now, he thinks it's been 3 months since he last made love to his darling March, the hatter wouldn't refer to himself as an nymphomaniac but but he likes himself a good role in the sheets, but he hasn't been having that and his hands can only bring him a fraction of the pleasure his cellmate had been bringing him
And he hasn't been bringing him that, ever since he thought out that new formula for his signature toxin he's been focused solely on getting supplies to make it a reality, which wasn't coming together fast seeing as they were both cooped up in a madhouse, and even though many of his psychological threats to the gods has brought him a good supply of what he needed, the three key ingredients could only be acquired by going out and getting it themselves
One problem though, the doctor didn't know where those ingredients were, but now he browsers the Asylum provided laptop and jot down suspected locations, which leaves the other resident a sexually pent-up mess
" Johnny" the blonde wines, trying his best to post sexually despite the painful erection tenting his pants," I'm suffering over here, and this isn't the sort of suffering I like baby", he drapes himself over the shorter redheads shoulders and Whispers into the man's ear
" come on darling, your hands must be tired from all that typing, let's put them to better use surround by your neck", he slinks one hand forward and an attempt to pull one of John's away from the keyboard, but the other one which was up to that point busily writing plans for escaping, smacks his hand away," im busy tetch, now leave me alone I have five more Backup backup plans for escape I need to write down"
"But Joooohn" jervis complains directly into the man's ear," no butts, now go get me some lunch", the blonde turns around and stand still," well aren't you going to slap my ass to get me going, you usually do that when you send me out for something",
" do it yourself, I'm busy"
sighing the hatter gives a half-hearted smack to his own behind and sets off to the lunchroom
jervis decides to eat his own food in the lunchroom, "that inconsiderate straw man deserves to have a cold lunch" he thinks to himself chewing his fourth Fork full of string beans
" hey haty, what's with that big old frowny" the squealing Brooklyn accent of One X Dr quinzel breaks breaks the mental list the hatter was creating of ways to get his darling scarecrow to pound him into the mattress of their cell
" oh nothing John's just being the workaholic he always is, and he's left me with balls Bluer than Victor's skin" the chubby blonde complains after swallowing his fork for the food, the clown girl Taps her chin and thought before something comes to her
" I think I have an idea, this is something I used to do when I wanted J to give me a revving" the woman leans up to whisper into the man's ear
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Later back in their shared cell, jevis walks in carrying a company by Waylon Jones who is caring the lunch tetch was sent out to get, grabbing the tray from The Towering Abomination man he hands it to the waiting hand of his partner
" took you long enough, I'm done writing up those Backup backup plans, I want to finish with this we can do whatever you want babe" John says grunting annoyedly at the coldness of the food he's given, but eating it anyway
" that's nice to hear darling, but I found someone else to satisfy me for tonight", Jonathan's eyes widen at what he's hearing and he swivels to see the taller blonde attempting to pull himself up to lock lips with the scaly man who accompanied him
" listen, I thought you was just joking" Jones protests pulling the enthusiastic blonde off of him was one hand, " oh so you don't want to kiss me, fine bite me then you sexy beast" he leans his head to the side exposing his neck and when he feels no teeth sinking into him he growls
" I said bite me or oh I'm finding where you've been hiding that rabbit of yours and I'm breaking its neck", the sexually desperate haberdasher threatens, and panicked crocodile man presses his sharp teeth Softly into the man's neck
"ooooh god yas" jervis fake moans as loud as he can, and Jonathan whose face was already Twisted in anger, twists even further as he pushes himself from his seat and Stomps over to the two other people in the cell, grabbing the ecstatic blonde he shuts up any smart-assery the man could have spouted was a tongue-filled kiss
Waylon just stands there as divinely making out Duo find their way to the cot and begin grinding their erections into each other, " can I" before Waylon can finish what he was saying, Jonathan side eyes him so hard he swears he can hear the words " get the fuck", directly in his brain and he does so scampering off on all fours
Eventually they both get their pants off and two cells down the Joker is attempting to block out the ecstatic sex noises the neuroscientist is making
He is not succeeding
The end