《Gangsta//Joker》To love me better
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Jumping up out my sleep from the vivid nightmare i sigh pulling the covers closer to me when i notice something hard pressing into my back, i try to turn to see what it is when something large blocks me. A body. Jokers body. Jokers boner. I feel a evil smirk crawl on my face as i notice his arm is wrapped around me. He was a cuddler, this psychotic egotistical killer was a cuddler. Smiling i lean forward and bite his wrist that was inches away from my face only to frown when i get no reaction.
"Now if i bite you back doll" he rasp out from behind me making me freeze but my smirk returns.
"You wouldnt dare bite me back because you wouldnt want to hurt me. Besides by the way your boner is growing im pretty sure you liked it" i tease finally getting up out of our cuddling position to smirk at him but his eyes are still closed until he rolls off his side and onto his back slowly opening his eyes revealing a beautiful shade of greyish blue and every joke i had vanishes and i feel like i cant breath.
"Your kiddy teeth have no effect on me but rubbing your ass on me all night would that effect on any guy" he blurts and im no longer interested in his eyes. He could always ruin a perfectly good moment by opening that silver mouth of his.
"Well you couldve just got out the bed" i snark back but he just smiles lazily sleepyness still evident by the way his eyes are hooded.
"Not with that death grip of yours sweetness, you had my arm to your chest so tight and had your legs wrapped around mine if we werent sleeping i wouldve thought it was a wrestling move" he chides and i cant help but laugh because i do like to cuddle, not that id ever tell him.
"Whatever joker, you loved every damn second of it" i shrug climbing over him and out the bed. "Im sure youd love a minute alone to handle your problem while thinking of yours truly" i giggle and duck just in time the lamp misses my head making me laugh louder.
45 minutes later i find myself downstairs eating breakfast with frost who has had a full conversation like we knew each other for years. It was nice to laugh and have normal conversation with a person who hasnt kidnapped me or aided in it.
"Seriously i think you could take him" he laughs but i roll my eyes. We were currently talking about me being able to tame joker and possibly beat him, That would never happen!
"I think you should stop smoking whatever it is you smoke because seriously its messing you up" i laugh.
"Joker would never hurt you...as far as hitting you" he says and i scoff rolling up the tshirt sleeve showing him the hand print shaped bruise on my arm and he drops his fork as i show him the fading one on my neck also.
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"Frost you have the best and worst timing" joker says stealing bacon off my plate and i let the shirt fall back into place covering the bruises. Frost glares at him before walking off making joker scoff. "Well someones being dramatic" he says and now its my turn to smirk.
"Not one word" he glares when he sees the cheshire grin on my lips as he steals a part of my pancakes making me scowl. Hes going to pay!
"I bet you thought of me" i tease seeing the murdurous look in his eyes before i dash off hearing his heavy foot steps behind me i cant help but laugh. The roles were finally flipped it was me who got under his skin. The footsteps fade away as i run into a part of the house ive never seen and im suddenly pushed against the wall with my hands pinned above my head.
"I warned you" he breathes out and his tounge licks his bottom lips making me dart my eyes toward it and slowly lean in as well as him. I could feel his breath on my lips and we're inches away when a door shoots open and i jump away seeing 2 of jokers henchmen fooling around but freeze when they notice us. One instantly begins to apologize but the other one is eyeing my legs.
"Doll go get dressed i have something to handle" he growls angrily and i furrow my eyebrows at how his mood changed so quickly but his attention was no longer on me making me frown.
"Whatever you say, j" i say softly kissing his cheek and caressing his neck lightly with my hand as i walk off. I can hear a light pur from him but its enough to let me know i was STILL succesfully teasing him. "Boys" i nod stepping over them and headed upstairs to my room.
*the way over due *
fucking FINALLY. Things were back to how they should be, maybe not exactly how but ashton was in my bed in my arms and not by force. Even though she doesnt have her memory shes still infatuated with me. There was times im glad she didnt have her memory like when i put my hands on her and told her what to do, if she was sane she'd snap my neck. I wanted to tell her about everything and remind her but all outcomes would end worse then things are and if she does believe me it could pro-long her memory from comming back.
I do not love.
Im....not cuddling by choice she has a death grip on me!
And wake her up?
I dont- did she just bite me?
"Now if i bite you back doll" i tease knowing she probably thought i was sleep as her body freezes until she talks again
"You wouldnt dare bite me back because you wouldnt want to hurt me. Besides by the way your boner is growing im pretty sure you liked it" she smirks shifting in my arms and sits. Turning off my side and onto my stomach slowly opening my eyes watching as the smirk falls off her face as she stares at my eyes.
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"Your kiddy teeth have no effect on me but rubbing your ass on me all night would that effect on any guy" i yawn and watch as her gaze turns into a glare, shes always so easy to make angry.
"Well you couldve just got out the bed" she huffs flipping her long black hair that looked better purple and i smile at the memory.
"Not with that death grip of yours sweetheart, you heald my arm to your chest so tight and had your legs wrapped around mine if we werent sleeping i wouldve thought it was a wrestling move" i laugh and she cant help but laugh. Memory or no memory she knew she liked being wraped up in arms and legs or just close by me. She loved it and didnt need to say it cause i knew.
I cant love
"Whatever joker, you loved every damn second of it" she shrugs straddling my waist to climb over me and out the bed.
"Im sure youd love a minute alone to handle your problem while thinking of yours truly" she giggles and between her and the voices im not sure who the lamp i threw was for. Her teasing playful ways remind me of how she was before she lost her memory, A smile inches on my face at the thought.
After putting on my lipstick a knock raps on the door, before it swings open.
"Joker wants you in his office" the guy says with his head down and at first i think its out of respect until i notice hes covered in blood and swaying lightly.
"Did joker do this to you?" I ask stepping to him lifting his head but he clenches his eyes shut and tensed his whole body. He keeps his lips shut and breathes harshly. He begins to stutter and blood pools out the side of his mouth and i shush him. "Go clean yourself up" i say softly stomping towards j's office. How could he do this? He was just happy and smiling in the hall with me. I roughly swing the door open making it slam into the wall behind it.
"How rude!" Joker chimes barely looking at me so he doesnt see im fumming ready to strangle him, hes to busy with his stupid computers.
"Pay me attention!" I blurt then huff because thats not what i wanted to say it felt like a second person in my body who took over and obviously craves jokers attention. "I meant why did you do that to him? He's all bloody and bruised wont even look or breathe in my direct-" i begin but im cut off.
"Perfect. So whats the problem?" He asked slightly annoyed stairing more intensly at the screen.
"WE WERE JUST ABOUT TO KISS!" I blurt again. Now i have his full attention but i dont want it because hes smirking, and anything joker says with that smirk on his lips isnt good news.
"I knew you wanted me. But not now daddys busy" he says clicking on the screen going back to ignoring me so i huff and stomp over to the monitor pulling all the cords out roughly.
"Now daddys not busy, i just cleared your schedule" i snapped putting my hands on my hips realizing i probably looked childish by his smirk. Fuck i just...i called him daddy hes such a guy. "Joker you just beat a guy so bad he-" i stopped myself. Joker didnt care, he did worse stuff for fun. He probably found my act amusing and wasnt intimidated at all. The only thing that shook him a tiny bit was me with something sharp in my hand. So i began looking around his office and it wasnt long before i found a knife.
But when i turned around to face him he was closer then expected and his hand wrapped around my throat the other pulling the knife away throwing it far behind us. "Do i scare you, J?" I ask smirking at how fast he got the knife away from me.
"My hands around your throat and your smiling, doesnt say normal to me. I think i did the right thing taking it away doll" he teases pulling me closer his grip never tightening or loosening.
"Whyd you do it j?" I ask softly biting my lip and his eyes automatically flickered to my lips. Was it this easy? The most feared man in gotham could be easily distracted by a lip bite and my softening my voice. He lets out a purring sound as he tilts his head to the side and i grin.
"Hey boss- oh am i interupting something?" Frost ask with a smirk before looking down at the floor.
"What happened to all the plugs to the computers?" He asked and joker returned his gaze back to me.
"He wasnt giving me attention?" I blurt but it sounds like a question.
"I know what youre thinking frosty boy...why do i always attrct the crazy ones?" Joker laughs and i punch him as hard as i can in his chest making him cough, but the hits dont stop because something felt good about hitting him...hurting him. "These dont feel like hits of love" he jokes throwing me over his shoulder and i continue my assult to his back kicking my legs against his front. "Cute underwear, purple thongs are my favorite" he purrs squeezing my thigh and i sink my teeth into his back clawing at it until i see red streaks.
"Hurts so good doll" he purrs slamming me on the bed in the corner of his office and my arms roughly gripped before i hear two clinking sounds and i look seeing he handcuffed me to the bed.
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