Oneshot: Even a Volcano Has a Price to Pay
Author: judas_denied
Title: Even a Volcano Has a Price to Pay
Fandom: The Dark Knight
Pairing: Joker/Batman
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Get your head 'round that one. It means that it is my job to tell you the true story of what never happened. Perhaps that's a definition of fiction.
Warnings: Angst, blood fetish, blood play, D/s (undertones), drug usage/slight abuse, dub-con, knifeplay, Pavlovian conditioning, S&M, Stockholm Syndrome
Word Count: 9,712
Author's Notes: This is my first fic in TDK fandom and um... I didn't keep it strictly canon, which just adds to my nervousness like whoa. I did try, but it didn't work for the story itself and the story comes before the canon in my opinion. Basically: I kinda broke my toys and prefer them that way. They're pretty. Please see the main post at my writing journal for full notes.
Link/Summary: The drug burns as it enters his bloodstream. It’s a hundred thousand parasitic wasp larvae chewing their way out of the birth canal of his veins. He grits his teeth and closes his eyes against the all-consuming agony of it as it scorches its way through his system, trying to push down the urge to scream.
Title: Even a Volcano Has a Price to Pay
Fandom: The Dark Knight
Pairing: Joker/Batman
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Get your head 'round that one. It means that it is my job to tell you the true story of what never happened. Perhaps that's a definition of fiction.
Warnings: Angst, blood fetish, blood play, D/s (undertones), drug usage/slight abuse, dub-con, knifeplay, Pavlovian conditioning, S&M, Stockholm Syndrome
Word Count: 9,712
Author's Notes: This is my first fic in TDK fandom and um... I didn't keep it strictly canon, which just adds to my nervousness like whoa. I did try, but it didn't work for the story itself and the story comes before the canon in my opinion. Basically: I kinda broke my toys and prefer them that way. They're pretty. Please see the main post at my writing journal for full notes.
Link/Summary: The drug burns as it enters his bloodstream. It’s a hundred thousand parasitic wasp larvae chewing their way out of the birth canal of his veins. He grits his teeth and closes his eyes against the all-consuming agony of it as it scorches its way through his system, trying to push down the urge to scream.