'That's It'
Title: That’s It
Author: Heldraconis
Rating: Over 18
Characters/Pairings:Joker/Batman
Disclaimer: I don’t own Joker or Batman. DC does.
Warnings: Sexual content so if you’re underage don’t read.
Ok, that was it. He had been chasing the bloody clown around for months now and he was fed up.
He was exhausted, angry and just frustrated, physically as well as mentally. He’d had no breaks or even just time to relax so he hadn’t had the opportunity to go and get laid or even to take care of his own needs because every spare moment for the past few months had been used to try and capture the Joker. Finally when he had managed to corner the damn clown Joker was not helping the situation by calling him pet names and flirting with him.
Fine, if that was the way he wanted it then he was going to get it.
Batman lunged at Joker, grabbed him and slammed him face first against a nearby wall. He pinned Joker’s hands above his head as the clown tried to recover and pulled down his trousers exposing pale, smooth buttocks. Bruce could feel his arousal growing and quickly undid his armour.
“I’m going to make you scream” he growled into Joker’s ear and with that he plunged into Joker’s tight opening, burying himself to the hilt.
Joker screamed at the sudden intrusion and arched into the wall. The feeling of the Dark Knight thrusting into him was unbelievable. Whenever he hit his prostate a wave of absolute pleasure washed over him. He had expected Batman to attack him but this response was new and exciting. The sensations were overwhelming. He had wanted this for soooo long and finally Batman had snapped and was now fucking him, hard, into the wall.
He wanted to say something to annoy the other just that little bit more but his mind wasn’t really connecting to his vocal cords at that particular moment and all he could manage with each thrust was a lust-filled moan.
Batman thrust into Joker over and over mercilessly. It felt so good to get a response other than insane laughter from the other man and now Joker was just moaning and arching into him with each thrust.
Joker’s own arousal was growing but Batman was still holding his wrists pinned to the wall above his head and when he tried to wriggle one of his hands free so that he could take care of his growing erection Bats just tightened his hold. Joker whimpered.
Bruce grinned when he heard the clown whimper. He knew exactly what the other wanted but he wanted to torment him a little to pay him back for all the frustration that he had been put through. He wanted to see what other responses he could get from the clown and so he stopped thrusting into him. This resulted in a howl of anger from the Joker and he twisted in the vigilante’s grip snarling “Don’t you fucking stop.” Batman gripped the harlequin’s wrists tighter and used his body to pin the Joker more firmly against the wall.
“You didn’t say please” he breathed into his ear. He slid his free hand under Joker’s shirt and dragged his fingernails across his chest. He could feel the breath hitch in the others chest when he scratched a nail across a nipple. He used the pad of his finger to slowly tease the nipple until it peaked.
Joker had stopped struggling as Batman traced his fingernails across his chest and teased his nipples. He didn’t want to disturb the vigilante mainly because he was thoroughly enjoying the attention he was receiving and this was so new, not at all like the attention that he usually got from the Dark Knight; of course any attention was good. He was so aroused but Batsy wasn’t letting him do anything about it which was definitely not nice.
His heart started to pound even harder when he felt the other’s fingertips leave his chest and blaze trials of fire down his abdomen, inching ever closer to his prominent arousal. The moment Batman’s fingertips touched his cock he gasped and his hips bucked into the other’s hand looking for friction but the Bat withdrew his hand. “Oh no you don’t. Stay very still or you don’t get any more.”
Joker whimpered. This was so unfair. He moaned as he felt fingertips on his cock again, lightly tracing up his length and teasing the tip. He wanted more friction so badly but he had to control himself or Batsy would probably tie him up and leave him in this state and that was definitely not what he wanted. So he would be good and stay still but this was going to be torture, fun but torture. He giggled, who knew that Batsy could be this evil?
Bruce was enjoying this immensely. The clown was going to find it extremely difficult to stay still and he was going to make it as difficult as possible. He curled his fingers around the harlequin’s cock and stroked it. Joker gasped and groaned but he stayed still. Bruce stroked his thumb over the tip and swirled it around the head earning more gasps and moans from the clown. Stroking the clowns cock again he thrust into him slowly until he brushed up against Joker’s prostate. Joker gave a low moan and twitched. Continuing to stroke the other man he leaned in and started to nip and suck on his neck, teasing the flesh. He moved slowly into the Joker a few more times feeling him twitch each time. He could feel the clown trembling and as much as he wanted to draw this out and torment Joker more he didn’t know how much longer he could last. Eventually Joker managed to gasp out “Please Batsy” and Bruce decided that it might be time to allow both of them release, after all the clown had said please.
With that Bruce withdrew until only the tip of his cock remained inside Joker and then he slammed back into him, hitting him square on the prostate and earning a strangled cry from Joker’s lips. Batman thrust into the clown with wild abandon, pumping his cock with his fist hard and fast. He could feel his orgasm building and from the sounds escaping the Joker’s lips, so was his.
Joker threw his head back, his eyes rolling, cries and moans echoing from his scarred lips. Every time the Dark Knight thrust into him a wave of electricity flowed up through his body and with his hand pumping his erection the feelings rushing through his body were overwhelming. He was so close, he could feel the pressure building in him. He dug his fingernails into the wall above him. He was gasping in short, quick breaths, panting over and over again “Yes, oh yes, oh Bats, oh Bats.”
The Joker was gasping out his name, he was so close to orgasm, they both were. Batman leaned forward and bit down on the tender area between Joker’s neck and shoulder. Joker screamed, his body arched, tensing as he orgasmed, spilling himself into the vigilante’s hand. Batman came seconds after Joker, releasing himself into the clowns hot, tight body. He let himself rest against the fevered skin in front of him, trying to catch his breath.
That. Was. Fucking. Awesome. Joker was resting, sandwiched between the wall and Bats which was probably a good thing because he didn’t know if he could actually stand by his own power at the moment. His body was shaking and his legs felt numb. That was fun. He was probably going to find it difficult to sit down any time soon but that was definitely worth it. Eventually Batman pulled out of him and backed up a few paces, readjusting his armour. Joker turned to face him, using the wall to keep himself upright, ignoring the rush of cold air and the feeling of loss that flowed over him when Batman moved away. He wanted it again, to feel the other against and inside of him.
Joker grinned at the Dark Knight, his tongue flicking out to touch his scars. “Ya know lovverrr, you could have bought me dinner first. I mean a girl has a reputation to keep after all.”
No reaction from Batman. He was probably trying to figure out why what had just happened had happened. Oh well. “That was fun Batsy. We should do this again some time but I really should be going.” As he was talking Joker was pulling up his trousers. His legs were finally starting to work again and he figured it might be a good idea to get out of there before Bats decided to take him back to Arkham.
The moment Joker moved away from the wall he found himself being pushed back into it by Batman. He looked up angrily and his eyes widened in surprise when Batman caught his mouth in a kiss. He felt the vigilante’s tongue brush over his lips and he opened his mouth to allow entry.
The Dark Knight plunged his tongue into Joker’s mouth, exploring and tasting while the smaller man just seemed to melt into him. He deepened the kiss and felt the other moan into his mouth. The Joker must be a bloody aphrodisiac Bruce thought to himself because he could feel his arousal stirring again. He broke the kiss, smiling in amusement when the Joker started to follow, eyes glazed and filled with lust.
“Time for round two” Batman said as he gently pinned Joker against the wall, pressing their lips and bodies together. Joker just moaned and shivered in anticipation.