Predator. Prey.

Chemical Wedding.

"Where we goin', puddin'?"

The car was zooming in and out of honking cars and flashing lights, but all I could think about was his mouth against mine, and my body was begging for the connection again. He looked over at me and smiled,

"It's time for lesson two."

That was a good enough for me. I laid back in the seat, humming quietly as I watched from the corner of my eye the colorful man beside me. He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other hanging out the window as his smile erupted into laughter. I don't know when but eventually I joined in too, creating that orgasmic sound of both of our voices together that exploded like dynamite inside me.

The drive lasted for a few more minutes and then suddenly we were stopping. I opened the door and stepped out immediately, still feeling a little shaky, but I managed to stay upright. Joker was in front of me soon enough, taking my hand and leading me to an alley. The dark night sky blanketed everything around us as he continued to walk through the back doors of a grimy, long forgotten building. The minute we stepped inside, a pungent odor of man made chemicals and moss intruded my nose, but I stayed focused by feeling the electrical current inside my hand from the contact of his fingers intertwined with mine. We went up and up and up a seemingly endless flight of stairs, and I stayed silent, waiting for an explanation. It never came. So I simply followed the back of his beautiful green head, when finally we reached the top floor, and he unlocked a small door that we quickly went through. And my eyes grew impossibly wide.

Below me, far below me, was an intimidating vat, larger and wider than anything I'd ever seen before. It was a strange sight; foreign and confusing. Inside the giant container was a bubbling, deadly looking liquid; viscous and olive green in color. It was alluring yet terrifying. The stench that had first entered my nose was as pungent as ever, emanating from the chemicals below us, yet I still refused to let it bother me as I stared at Joker's sinister yet blissfully happy face. His eyes were dark and brooding, and he let go of my hand to step in front of me. I waited, reading his face with my hopeful eyes as he spoke,

"Question:"

His smile disappeared as he glared right through me and into my soul,

"Would you die for me?"

A small smile played at my lips, after everything I've done, can't he see I'd do anything for him?

"Yes."

"That's too easy."

He backed away, looking up at the ceiling of the building to gather his thoughts,

"Would you...would you live for me?"

"Yes."

He could've said anything in the world, and I would've said yes. I will always say yes to him.

He raised a finger at me as he edged towards me,

"Careful. This is lesson two."

He leaned in closer,

"Do not say this oath thoughtlessly, baby."

Leaning in even closer, he cupped my face in his hands, locking me in a hypnotized state with his eyes as he whispered in a voice dripping in lust,

"Desire becomes surrender, and surrender becomes power."

I winced as he dropped his hands, begging for more contact. I could never get enough of his touch. He gently pulled my bottom lip down with his thumb, allowing me to sigh in relief at the pleasure from his touch as he breathed,

"Do you want this?"

Unsure of what he was asking, I knew my answer already,

"I do."

"Beg for it."

I wasn't even phased at his request. I would do anything to prove myself to him, and I knew what he wanted to hear from me. I had to surrender. Surrender myself to him.

"Please, daddy."

His smile seemed to stretch for miles as he brought his hands up to rub my shoulders,

"Good girl."

He walked me to the edge of the platform, and suddenly it clicked and I knew what he asking me to do. I gazed at his perfectly beautiful face, unsure if I would ever see it again. I had no idea if I was going to live or die, but that didn't matter anymore. What mattered was my life was expendable; it was made to be lived and destroyed and there were no rules on how to destroy it.

I choose to destroy myself for him.

Still facing his figure, I fell backwards, smiling as I plummeted towards uncertainty, towards darkness, towards pleasing him.

Knowing this must be making him happy caused a giggle to escape my lips as the chemicals filled my lungs and I was pulled under the burning green lava.