Bad Romance [Joker X Poison Ivy]

Hardcore **SMUT**

He breathed heavily onto Ivy's lips as he ran his hands up and down her thigh, moving slowly. His lips connected with hers finally and he gripped her thigh, forcing it to part from the other. Settling himself comfortably between her parted legs, he deepened the kiss.

Ivy's heart was pounding against her chest. She usually had no problem seducing men and getting them to sleep with her. After all, her beauty was one of her weapons but this was the joker.

If anything, he had seduced her! Multiple times. And each time, he succeeded.

When she realized she had been losing this game, she tried pushing him off but his grip on her grew tighter.

"Don't you dare," he breathed.

"Get off me..clown," she struggled.

Joker snickered, his mouth inches away from her. "Aww, what's the matter red? Don't like how I make you lose control?"

She quickly raised her hand up to his chest but he was quicker, holding her arms down at either sides of her body before she could strike him.

He thrust his hips into hers, causing a moan to escape her lips. She hated this. She had men writhing at her feet, not the other way around.

Again he thrust his clothed hips at her. And again. Slowly. Agonizingly over and over. Until she couldn't take it. Desire clouded her judgment. She mouthed something inaudible, causing the joker to bring his ear to her mouth.

"What's that? I couldn't hear you sweets," he said as he thrusted roughly once again. A small whimper escaped her mouth. "P-please..." Was all she could say.

He grinned and got up on his knees, hovering over her. Slowly unbuckling his belt, scanning her up and down. "Up." He muttered to her.

Ivy propped herself up on her elbows.

"take off your shirt." He commanded. She slowly slid her shirt off, taking her time. He held the end of his belt in his hand, watching her. He then undid it and slowly slid it off.

At this point, ivy slid her pants down at her ankles. Joker grabbed her hands and tied them together with his belt. He pushed her down so her hands were tied above her head.

He licked his lips and lowered his boxers, his hard cock springing free. Ivy's eyes widened in shock. Her assumptions had been correct...he was definitely massive.

He climbed on top of her, sitting on her chest and traced the tip of his cock along her lips.

"Open up for daddy..." He whispered as he pushed his cock between her lips. Ivy closed her eyes, opened her mouth a little wider, and attempted to take in as much as possible. He grabbed the back of her head, and pushed himself deeper.

He thrust inside her warm, wet mouth slowly at first, savoring the sensations each thrust would bring. But then he sped up, trying to keep up with the feeling edging closer and closer, faster. Harder. His thrusts were forceful at this point and her throat was going numb.

But she loved it. She kept staring at his expression, sometimes making eye contact, sometime watching his face twist in the desperate pleasure. His eyes rolled back, often closed, often narrowed. Widened. His reactions kept her wanting more. She did this to him.

He held her head with both Hands as he brought himself impossibly closer to her by thrusting deeper. "Fuck, Ivy!" He suddenly pulled out and came all over her face, shocking her.

She licked up the bits near her lips and swallowed. Her eyes met his exhausted ones and she looked at him seductively, as if expecting more.

He slapped her and gripped her face, squeezing it. "Whose bitch are you now?" He asked in a raspy voice.

"Your bitch," she replied.  Joker brought his face closer. "Whose!?" He repeated.

"I'm the Joker's bitch," she said. She had no idea what came over her. Never in her life had THE poison ivy muttered those words to any man. Not even the man she desperately loved.

But this show of "affection" was surely the result of some type of manipulation by the joker.

Joker grinned and chuckled, running his hands up and down the side of her belly. "Oh you're a good pet aren't you?"

Ivy closed her eyes. "Don't push it clown."

Joker cocked his head to the side. "Hmm, if I recall...you were the one begging me to fuck you just a minute ago. What happened? Not horny?" He asked as his fingers found her clit and circled it.

Ivy bit her lips. That's one spot alone that got her to finish with minutes.

"What's the matter Ivy?" He asked, speeding up and pressing down harder onto her clit, "you seem troubled. Perhaps I should stop," after a few rough strokes, he pulled his hand away causing Ivy to whimper. He chuckled again and slapped her clit.

Ivy's mouth hung open. With her hands still tied with the jokers belt up above her head, she felt totally helpless. She never felt helpless, and she had mixed feelings about it.

Suddenly her mouth and eyes flung open as she felt his tongue run up and down he folds. She had been in such deep thought that she didn't feel him shift down.

"Aah..." Her moans filled the room as her hips involuntarily jolted up towards him. The more his tongue worked around her clit, the more desperate she got. The more her hips and thighs quaked.

"Oh god please," she was meaning in one of the sexiest ways joker had ever heard. His tongue was deeper now, roughly and quickly working around her clit, sucking and licking it. He felt her arch her hips up and her moans got louder.

He suddenly stopped and sat up.

"Noo!" She cried out but with her hips in the air, she bit her lips and moaned out her orgasm, much to his surprise. He stared at her and her hips as she rocked them up and down and at the end of her orgasm, her body collapsed. She was panting, eyes closed.

"You bad fucking girl," he growled, grabbing each thigh with one hand and forcing her legs wide open. He positioned himself and grabbed her throat, lightly choking it. This got her attention, causing her to stare at him with wide eyes.

"Now you're gonna get it!" He said and slammed into her with all his power. Her mouth hung open as she screamed at the sudden contact.

He didn't bother trying to get used to it. He pulled out his entire cock and thrust it all in again, going as deep as possible. He pulled out again and then thrust again. Faster and faster each time. He was drilling her while staring her right in her eyes, conveying every emotion from his empty soul to hers.

"You can't fucking..orgasm..YOU WHORE!" He screamed at her and slapped her, fucking her impossibly harder.

Her eyes suddenly closed and as her mouth hung open, he pushed a finger in it. "Don't you dare. Fucking. Cum!" He said each word between thrusts.

She shook her head as she tried to hold it but she couldn't. He felt her tighten and took it as a cue to speed up. His thrusting was sloppier but as she screamed out, he felt himself let go. He screamed out "you bitch" and spilled himself inside of her.

Her body was trembling and jolted up and down every few seconds, trying to recover from the most intense Orgasms she had ever had.

Joker smirked and collapsed on top of her.