*J* (the continuation)

Part Forty-Seven: Chapter 368: The Queen Sacrafice

The car pulled up outside of the nice suburbanite home, once owned by the Joker, now Jason, but is the official place of which Jester and Julia call home. Jason turns to look at them. "I feel I should mention that it's probably wise to lay low after having just broken out of Arkham. Truth be told, you should probably get out of town as soon as possible. I wish to clarify that that's not a threat in the sense I will implement a punishment if you don't. This is just me trying to give my big brother some advice," he twirls his wrist in that J kind of way. "Do you need money?"

"Yeah," Jester looks down with wounded pride.

"Frost, will be in touch with you within the next few hours. I would suggest you spend that time packing essential items. Heh-heh, but I'm sure I know what you two will be distracted with," Jason smirks and looks to Harley. The two break out in laughter together.

"Goodnight," Jester says softly and pushes open the back door. Julia follows suit. They both watch as Harley and Jason pull away from the curb.

Julia checks their surroundings. With police training she was more situationally aware than Jester. "We had better get inside," she says taking his hand.

They go into the house, seemingly unnoticed by the neighbors. Jester triple locks the door and activates the security system. As he turns around he's met with Julia's lips pressing into him hard as her arms go around his neck. In seconds Jester's arms go around her too as he deepens the kiss.

A very long moment later Jester breaks the kiss, "We should pack."

Julia grabs him by the hair on the back of his head and pulls his head down to hers as their lips crash together once more. Yes, they should pack. But Julia also feels like they should satisfy a few carnal desires. They had been apart months. Julia needed to feel Jester inside of her. She had thought of him between her thighs so many nights in Arkham lock up. And now that need had to be met. Screw packing.

Jester moans into Julia's mouth and forced himself away from her lips. "You were a cop. Where's the first place you'd look for Arkham Asylum escapees?" He asks her. "Home, right?"

"Actually no. The first place I'd look would be a bar or a club in the red light district because they are usually worrying about getting laid. So...take a minute to smell the roses here," she gives him a sultry smile, "We've been locked up for months. I think we're both in need of the same thing right now. It's ok, nobody is looking for us," she says and kisses him again.

"What about Frost? He's bringing us money. We really don't have any time to..." But before he can even finish his sentence Julia has pressed her lips against his again.

Then Jester decided to just give up the fight and go with it. He scoops Julia up in his arms and carries her to the bedroom where he collapses onto the bed with her. He wastes no time in getting out of his Arkham scrubs. At the same time Julia is ripping off her own.

She pushes Jester flat down on the bed and straddles him. Her hand runs down his bare chest and washboard abs. But then, we all know how sexy she finds her Clown the second. She wastes no time in lowering her wetness down onto his throbbing manhood. She needed to feel him inside of her. NOW.

Jester growls as the nubs of his fingers dig into Julia's hips. He rolls his hips in time with Julia's. His head goes deeper into the pillow as his eyelids drift shut. He couldn't bear to watch her take his body and use it for her pleasure. Not even as much as he wants to. He's already painfully close to exploding inside of her without that visual. The months inside of Arkham, deprived of her, created an anticipation he's never before known.

Fortunately, Julia finds herself in a position that mirrors that as well, and she throws her head back with a moan. And her insides start to pulsate around Jester's rigid cock. The sounds and most importantly, the feel of her cumming makes Jester's body respond in kind. Thankfully the timing hadn't gone terribly awry as Jester was thinking it would have.