Gotham oneshots

Jerome Valeska ~ Numb (Part 2)

A day passed as Spinx laid in Jerome's bed as he did his hair.
They didn't do anything just cuddled as Spinx couldn't sleep alone.
The nightmares were too horrific.
Jerome looked at her with soft eyes as she cuddled his pillow trying to gather his scent.
He thought it was truly the cutest thing as he put hairspray in his soft hair.
Suddenly her eyes fluttered open "You look like a poodle" she said in a tired confused voice that lit Jerome on fire.
"I was going for vintage gentleman but poodle will have to do, sleep well doll?" he said with a cheerful glow.
"No," said Spinx getting up.
"Oh no, next time im just going to hold you tighter.
You will sleep well doll" said Jerome making her smile as she looked out the window.
"Im not used to being so high up," said Spinx.
"I know right, I thought it was weird at first too," said Jerome.
She looked at him as she walked to her shoes getting out a dagger.
She looked at it before cutting into her arm as Jerome watched.
She rolled her eyes back as she cut a little too deep as blood covered her arm.
She then licked the blade before throwing it into the wall.
She then licked her arm as she felt alive from the metallic taste.
"Could I have a taste doll?" said Jerome walking to her.
She looked at him and gave him her arm as he smiled.
He leaned down and licked each cut while looking at her bite her lip.
It was like she didn't feel pain as he stood up straight with blood staining his teeth.
"Delicious," he said with insane eyes as she had a blank expression.
She then walked into the bathroom finding bandages.
She wrapped her arm as Jerome watched with awe.
Most women he met repelled to pain but she was drawn to it like a month and a bright light.
She then took off Jerome's spare nightshirts giving him a view of all her scars and bruises.
Most were self-inflicted which entranced him with making him cringe to know she did a lot to cause herself agony but then there was the small number of scars and bruises on her thin, bony body that the Circus inflicted which made Jerome growl with rage.
Spinx had always been the kindest girl in the circus and for them to take advantage of her the way they did was wrong.
Jerome didn't know the whole story but he knew she didn't deserve the hell she was put through.
Spinx got dressed in the ripped black skinny jeans, black baggy sweater and boots she arrived in while making sure they didn't have any shattered glass or blood on them that wasn't from her.
She then walked out to Jerome and looked at him as an animalistic lust came over her.
She had no idea what was going on as she walked toward him as he sat on the bed and kissed him.
His hands wrapped around her as he fell back.
He flipped her as their once soft kiss got more rough and hungry.
Jerome took off his robe as she kicked off her boots.
Jerome then got a dagger out from the pocket of his robe before he threw it across the room.
He brought up her shirt before stabbing her in the most non-lethal place as she let out a moan for the first time in her entire life.
Even when she was raped she always faked it to get it over as quick as possible but this was different.
She wasn't faking anything because Jerome made it impossible to do so.
He took the blade out and rolled down her body as he started licking and kissing the stab wound as she laid there in heaven as he did everything she would scream for.
As their bodies danced together for once she felt whole.
Each kiss, each touch sent her into a frenzy.
She loved the ginger clown even if she would never tell him.