-From Joker's POV-

Deep down, I knew this moment was coming sooner or later. This was just never how I thought it would happen. This was different. Usually, any time either of us had made an advance on each other, it was extremely forward and aggressive. Not that this wasn't aggressive in nature, but beforehand, it was all intentional aggression. Our lips and tongues were tangled in a mess. A somehow perfectly orchestrated mess. I wanted her so bad and I have no idea how this is what the breaking point was, but neither of us could hold it off any longer.

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-From your POV-

I didn't want his grip to get any lighter on me. He would lightly bite down on my lips and I'd return it, knowing very well that both of us would have swollen lips after the fact. He pushes his hips up into mine as he pushes mine down with one of his hands. He swivels his head around to access my neck and begins kissing down it. I let out soft and breathy moans. This was different than any other man I had ever slept with. I hated when men were too intimate or emotional for me because I never felt that way about them. That's why I kicked Scott to the curb before anything happened: he was too much of a softie. Usually I never kissed them. Especially not like this. But I wanted this. I wanted him to keep kissing me more and more and never stop. I lightly cracked my eyes and noticed the door was still somewhat open. I quickly jumped up to my feet and stumbled over, practically slamming the door shut I turned around to see J had stood up and was now kneeling on my bed. I jumped on and knelt, resuming our kiss. He smoothly laid me down and slid his hips between my legs. My hands dug at his shirt until he got the memo and leaned upward enough for me to pull it off. It was like being a clumsy teenager again; we fumbled and stumbled around, getting tangled in our own clothes as we tried to yank them off and threw them to the floor. I kicked my sweatpants down and he messed around with his belt, yanking his pants off and tossing them to the floor.

I shut my eyes again as I began kissing, sucking, and lightly biting a trail down my neck. I let out more breathy and soft moans that only seemed to encourage him. He got down to the edge of my bra cup and ran his finger along the edge of. "Doll, are you sure you want this?" he asks in a compassionate tone.

"Never been more sure of anything." I tell him. He wastes no time picking up where he left off. He smoothly slides his hands under my back and fiddles with the clasp, unhooking it and then pulling the straps down over my shoulders and throwing the garment onto the floor. He looks my body up and down in admiration before kissing down again. He picked up and kissed down past my rib cage and stopped right below my navel, causing me to squirm and let out more moans. He glides his hands up from my knees to my thighs and his fingers hook around the edge of my panties and slide them down and off my thighs. He throws them to the floor and then returns his lips back to mine, allowing me to dig my nails into his back and him to stabilize himself on his forearms as he pushes his bulge in between my hips. He still had boxer briefs on, so the last thing stopping us was that. The last layer of cotton fabric. He pushed his hips down and up, causing my legs to widen more and giving him more room. Our lips part for a minute, causing me to open my eyes which were immediately met by his. He didn't have to say anything ; his gaze said it all.

"I want you so badly, Y/n." he growled in a whispery tone.

"Then have me." I whisper back. With those words, he uses one swift motion to slide his underwear down and swiftly pushes them off the bed to the floor and lines himself up with me. I didn't say anything at the moment because we were on a high mixed of pent up tension and compassion and a whole slew of other emotions, but wow. The size was beyond impressive. Like, just, wow. I would have never guessed someone who calls himself the CLOWN PRINCE- I'm getting off topic but whew!

He uses one of his hands to tilt my chin up, causing my lips to collide with his again. His lips massage against mine as he gently and slowly slides inside me. My mouth opens and I moan into the kiss and sink my nails further down into the skin of his back. I continued moaning and he began gradually picking up the pace of his thrusts. He balances himself on his forearms, causing him to have leverage and moves his lips back to my neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark and send waves of pleasure across my body. I moan out his name which only causes him to increase the pace of his thrusts and snaps.

It all continues on for 20 or so more minutes and then I feel the tingling between my legs becoming over-bearing, making everything feel over-sensitive. I let out a loud moan and a gasp as I drag my nails down his back, causing him to leave my neck and look into my eyes. "J.." before I could say anything else, just like that, the waves overtook my body, causing my legs to go limp and my nails to drag long and deep lines down his back as I threw my head back in pleasure.

"Fuck, you're perfect, doll. My doll..." he groans into my ear. His thrusts speed up and then become longer and drawn out before I feel him twitch and the muscles in his back become less tense and loosen up. He lets out a string of moans and then pushes himself back up to kiss me slowly and deeply before pulling out. He rolls over and lays flat on his back besides me and we both breath heavily and stare at the ceiling.

If he was literally anyone else, first of all it would've been a lot rougher, and second of all, I would've kicked him out already. I was never one for post-sex cuddling or anything like that, but I didn't want him to leave. I rolled onto my side and laid my head on his chest and wrapping one arm around his torso. He quickly wraps his arms around me and we just sit there, holding each other. "What does this make us?" he whispers out in curiosity.

"Insane." I say back.