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Chapter 27 Let's Talk

Bruce locked the door behind him. He walked into the bedroom, flinching to see Joker smoking by the window, it was cracked open. Bruce felt his muscles relax, making his way over. "You took my advice?" Bruce asked, seeing Joker's eyes lock onto his in the reflection. "More so I don't want to get kicked out." Joker said, placing the bud of the cigar onto an ash tray. Bruce eyed him, thinking as he held the file. Joker turned to him, looking at him before at the file. "You make a business run?" Joker said teasingly with a smile. "There's something you should know.. about Waller." Bruce said, watching Joker's expression turn bored before he got up. "Other than she's dead?" Joker said with a smile, walking over to Bruce. Bruce held out the file, causing Joker to look at it, then back up at Bruce, seeing his expression was serious. Joker softly sighed, taking it before opening it. Bruce watched his eyes trail the paper, feeling his anxiety building up. Joker softly nodded. "Right... well that explains a lot, huh?" Joker said with a smile, closing it. Bruce looked at him confused as Joker handed him back the file. "Aren't you upset?" Bruce asked, watching Joker walked over to the bed, plopping onto it. "Of course, I'll admit I'm a little surprised but she's dead now, right? Bygones will be bygones." Joker began unbuttoning his bloody shirt. "She still has a team of people.. they'll still be corrupting Gotham just like she did." Bruce said, watching as Joker put on one of his shirts without asking, causing Bruce to give an annoyed look. "Then we'll just find them and kill them, it's not that difficult." Joker said, undoing his belt, Bruce made his way over, shaking his head. "Killing them will only cause more tension from their side, she probably has a whole army waiting." Bruce said, stopping Joker's hand to grab his attention. Joker eyed him. "You know the only way to stop them is to obliterate the whole bundle. They're bound to have connections on the inside anyways, so, why not take the easy route and get rid of the source of the problem?" Joker asked, causing Bruce's expression to turn stern. "Because it's wrong." Bruce said, Joker gave him an uninterested look. "They have families, and lives. What they're doing is wrong, but they've been taught to think it's right. You deserve to be mad but there's no reason to kill them for something they didn't cause." Bruce said, Joker sat thinking, leaning back. "If it will get you to stop whining, I'll only kill if absolutely necessary." Joker said. He thought before looking up at Bruce, his face made him fall weak. "Thanks for telling me about all this." Joker said, looking away, trying to keep his guard up.

Bruce thought, softly nodding. "You should get to know.." Bruce said somewhat quietly. Joker began playing with his tie, eyeing Bruce before softly pulling forward, kissing him. Bruce gave in, grabbing Joker's face as he kissed back, pinning him to the bed. Bruce ran his hand up Joker's shirt, his body felt warmer than usual. Bruce pressed his hardon against Joker's, feeling the friction building up. Bruce slightly opened his eyes. 'Can this even be considered love? All we've really done was have sex but.. does he see it as more than that? Maybe I'm overthinking it.' Bruce thought, leaning up as he undid his shirt. "Don't you have any casual clothes? I feel like every time I see you, you're in a suit of some sort." Joker said teasing at his belt. "This is casual.. some of us prefer to dress nice." Bruce said, causing Joker to laugh. "You have no color, it's almost like you're allergic to it." Joker said, Bruce leaned down, tilting his head up. "I prefer not looking like a clown if that's what you're referring to." Bruce said, taking Joker's belt off. "How rude.." Joker whispered, kissing Bruce again. Joker's eyes slightly opened. 'He tastes like alcohol.. expensive alcohol... that file had Harvey's name on it too. Did that prick go to Harvey? All these politicians getting in the way.. they're pissing me off.' Joker thought, pulling Bruce onto the bed, sitting on his lap, buckling the belt around Bruce's wrists. "What the- what's that for?" Bruce said, watching as Joker took his shirt off. "I thought you were into being tied up." Joker said with a smile, undoing Bruce's belt. "When did I say that?" Bruce asked, somewhat annoyed. 'Putting a rich boy in his place.. something about that is relieving.' Joker felt his face warm up, looking down at Bruce who looked somewhat flustered. 'And very entertaining.' Joker took Bruce's belt off. "Come on.. take it off." Bruce said, Joker started taking his tie off. "What.. scared you'll be into it?" Joker asked leaning down to Bruce's face. "No.." Bruce said, looking away with annoyed eyes. "I can't help it, Bruce.. you look so cute when you're powerless." Joker said, tying the tie around Bruce's eyes. "Seriously?" Bruce said, unimpressed. "You did it to me, this is just payback. Besides, if you're not into it then you shouldn't watch, right?" Joker said, causing Bruce to groan. Bruce flinched, feeling Joker's hand on his stomach, moving down. "Not being able to see what's happening makes all your other senses go off like crazy.." Joker said, leaning down. 'He's dead when I get out of this..' Bruce thought, feeling Joker move down his body, his warm mouth hitting Bruce's hardon. Bruce let out a small noise, squeezing the belt. Joker aimed his eyes up, feeling like his heart was beating faster. 'How's the change of perspective feel Bruce?' Joker thought, feeling a cocky smile come to his face. Joker moved down, taking Bruce's hardon all the way in. Bruce let out a deep pant, feeling himself getting harder. Joker ran his hand up Bruce's stomach, trailing his mouth up to his neck. 'Don't give in.. the power will go straight to his head.' Bruce thought, feeling Joker move onto his lap pressing Bruce's hardon against him. Joker softly laughed, feeling his member twitch. "Come on.. your clearly turned on.. just admit it." Joker said, Bruce sneered, gripping the belt. "There's no way I could be turned on like this, Joker." Bruce said, causing Joker to sigh. "Keep being stubborn but your buddy here is telling me all I need to know." Joker said softly, starting to move down. "Ngh-" Joker covered his mouth, Bruce gripped the belt, letting out a deep sigh, his hip moving up. "W-wait.." Joker said, squeezing onto Bruce's unbuttoned shirt. Joker let out a sudden moan before covering his mouth, feeling Bruce all the way inside. "S-shit.." Bruce muffled, Joker began moving his hips, watching Bruce panting beneath him. "You're gonna keep acting tough?" Joker said, smiling as he felt his hips beginning to move up. "Shut.. up." Bruce said in a breathy tone. Joker softly whimpered, squeezing onto Bruce's shirt as he moved his hips up and down. 'Damn.. this feels too good.' Bruce thought, somewhat annoyed he was enjoying it. Bruce moved his arms up, feeling Joker's stomach, causing him to flinch. "W-what are you doing?" Joker asked as Bruce's hands moved down. "If you're gonna keep me like this, I might as well get it done faster." Bruce said, beginning to stroke Joker's hardon. "Ngh!" Joker covered his mouth. Bruce felt his face heating up, Joker lightly twitching as Bruce's hands moved up and down. "Q-quit it." Joker mumbled, panting as he felt his hips moving on their own. Bruce couldn't see, but he could tell Joker had a lewd expression just from his voice. "You mind taking the blindfold off? It's hard not being able to see what I'm doing to you." Bruce said with a smile, causing Joker to groan. "I was beginning to like your inability to poke fun at me." Joker said, taking the tie off of his eyes, immediately feeling regretful as he saw Bruce's eyes. 'That look gets me every time.' Joker thought, blushing. He leaned down, kissing Bruce. Bruce moved his hands up, caressing Joker's chin with his thumb as he kissed back, their tongues colliding. "Mph~" Joker couldn't stop his hips from moving, feeling Bruce hitting deep inside. "F-fuck, Bruce." Joker said in a breathy tone. Bruce gripped onto Joker's waist, suddenly pounding deeper. "Hah~!" Joker suddenly covered his mouth, moaning into his hands. Bruce panted, feeling his hips moving automatically. Joker pressed his hands onto Bruce's chest, biting his bottom lip to block any noise. Bruce looked up at Jokers face, feeling his stomach flip. 'He's gonna break soon.' Bruce thought, watching as Jokers eyes slightly opened. "Y-you want me to untie your hands?~" Joker asked with a teasing smile. "You mind?" Bruce lifted his hands causing Joker to softly laugh. "How do I know you won't run?" Joker said, causing Bruce to lean his head back. "I doubt I could even if I wanted to.." Bruce said as Joker eyed him, thinking. He sighed. "Fine.. but don't go all Batman on me-" Joker untied his hands, suddenly being pinned to the bed, his face going red. "Seriously?" Joker said annoyed. "You love it." Bruce said, causing Joker to look away, putting his guard up. "Ngh-" Joker felt Bruce enter him again, causing him to look up at Bruce, feeling his heart pounding. "Come on tough guy, you're obviously holding back." Joker said with a smile, causing Bruce's brow to furrow. "I'm trying to make sure you don't snap in half, if anything you should be thankful." Bruce said, causing Joker to stretch his arms above his head, expressing his boredom. "Please.. you're not all that." Joker whispered, causing Bruce to give a sarcastic smile. "Really?" Bruce said, Joker nodded with a smile. "Mhm-" Bruce cut Joker off, suddenly pounding all the way into him. 'He wasn't all the way in?!' Joker squeezed the blanket, letting out strained moans.

"Y-you asshole!" Joker felt Bruce pounding against him. "F-fuck~" Joker felt the heat building up, Bruce's hands gripping his waist. "Right there- B-Bruce~" Joker panted, looking up at Bruce, he had clearly been holding this in. Joker smiled at his weakness; his insides being flipped around. "Mph~ you're just a big softie huh?" Joker said with a laugh, causing Bruce's brow to furrow more than it already was. "You call this soft?" Bruce asked, curious to see what he considered to be "not soft". "I mean- ha~ y-you didn't last as long as I did yet.. you seem more into this than me." Joker said with a smile, watching as Bruce deeply groaned. "I wouldn't call crawling onto my lap 'lasting' considering you started it." Bruce said, watching as Joker held his composure. "Mm, but you were the last to cum.. right?" Joker smiled, watching Bruce think. "I doubt you'll last 5 more seconds." Bruce said, leaning down, beginning to lick Joker's chest. "Mph!-" Joker covered his mouth, something about the feeling of Bruce's mouth on him made his spine shiver. Joker twitched, feeling Bruce's hips begin to move again. "Mph~" Joker quietly whimpered, feeling Bruce hit deep inside of him. Bruce pinned Joker's legs up, looking down at him, his whole body going red. Joker squeezed the blanket, moaning as Bruce moved in and out. 'What's up with his eyes?' Joker eyed Bruce, barely able to concentrate on the pleasure, they looked different. 'Is he.. crying?' Joker's eyes slightly widened. Bruce's pace slowed before stopping, Joker felt a tear fall onto his stomach. "Bruce-" Joker was cut off as Bruce collapsed onto Joker, hugging him tightly. Joker laid with a confused expression. 'Well, this is a turn off.' Joker thought, feeling Bruce hug him tighter. "Did you pull something?" Joker asked, not getting a response, feeling warmth on his neck from Bruce's face. Joker laid confused, looking up at the ceiling with an unfazed expression. Bruce muffled something; Joker could faintly hear an "I'm sorry." Joker pushed Bruce off of him, looking into his eyes, seeing tears were running down his face, he looked embarrassed. "W-what the hell- what happened?" Joker asked, he saw Bruce was looking at his stomach. He looked down, seeing a scar from one of the incidents that occurred when he was a kid right next to the knife wound he got from the bank robbery. Joker looked up at Bruce, his face started making sense to him. 'He feels guilty.' Joker thought, somewhat unimpressed. ".. You read all of the articles, right?" Joker asked, causing Bruce to look back up at him, unable to respond. Joker sighed, blowing the hair out of his face. "I guess my body's sort of a map of all the shit that happened to me since I scar so easily. I wasn't able to look at it for a while either." Joker said, slightly smiling. Bruce squeezed the blanket, feeling somewhat sick, the images couldn't leave his head. "I know you're not broken and.. you don't need to be reminded of all that." Bruce said deeply, causing Joker to tilt his head. "Did you talk to Harley?" Joker asked, being reminded of one of their sessions in Arkham Asylum. "It's so hard.. knowing how I've hurt you.. how much I blamed you for everything." Bruce thought, frustratingly unable to come up with the right words. "I always thought you were born the way you are but.." Bruce looked into Jokers eyes, just from the look alone he could tell he's gone through those feelings enough to not even feel them anymore. Joker slightly squinted, looking away. "Sometimes I feel like I was. I mean... it's not like I remember any of it, I used to read the papers to try and remember but.. maybe it's better if my brain doesn't recollect all the details." Joker smiled, causing Bruce to give him a worried look. Jokers smile faded, he let out a sigh. "This isn't really the talk to be having with a dick still inside me." Joker said, smiling up at Bruce, sitting up. "Shit- sorry for killing the vibe.. it's just-" Bruce got cut off. "Hard to look at me the same?" Joker said, causing Bruce's eyes to slightly widen, looking back at Joker who had an unfazed expression. "Of course not-" Bruce watched as Joker got up, putting Bruce's clothes on. "You don't have to pretend, Bruce." Joker smiled, putting his baggy shirt on. "I'm not I just.. I'm worried about hurting you." Bruce said, Joker couldn't help but feel flustered, he let out a scoff. "You couldn't hurt me even if you tried." Joker walked over to Bruce who was sat on the bed, lifting his chin up. Joker eyed his face, looking at a cut on his lip. "You're the one getting hurt.." Joker said quietly, Bruce kept his eyes on his, feeling Joker brush his thumb over the cut. Bruce softly grabbed Joker's wrist, kissing down his hand to a scar on his wrist. Joker felt his face warm up. "I still see you the same... I just love you more than I realized I did." Bruce said, pressing Joker's hand to his face as he looked him in the eye. Joker blushed, looking away. "Cheesy, Bruce." Joker said, causing Bruce to smile. Joker looked at him, thinking. "Is it okay if we just.. sleep for a little while." Joker said, slightly catching Bruce off guard. "You're not in the mood anymore?" Bruce asked with a cocky grin. "Sorry to break it to you but your whole meltdown really killed the erotic atmosphere." Joker said, Bruce looked at him, softly laughing.