Jared's Joker

Rejection

Looking at myself in the mirror, I took off the heavy blonde wig with a sigh. God it felt good. I sat back in the chair as the makeup artist proceeded to remove the extra bobby pins and makeup. 

"You're gorgeous without the makeup, hun," the makeup artist said sweetly as she removed my eye makeup. I smiled graciously at her and thanked her.

"She's right ya know," a voice was heard behind me. 

I saw Jared still in full Joker gear walk behind the makeup artist and grin at me sweetly. I smiled and thanked him too, trying to sound as distant as possible. 

Once my makeup was completely off, I hopped off the chair and Jared sat. I had turned to put my belongings back in my purse when I glanced back at where Jared sat and watched as the makeup artist removed all the makeup from his skin. The eye makeup, scars, and lipstick all came off with such ease. I saw HIM for the first time.

He still had his green hair but it was now purely Jared. He looked almost innocent.

But then i remembered how he had his cock rammed down my throat and I immediately snapped out of it. He may have been innocent ol' Jared but I knew what lay behind that exterior.

After twenty minutes of watching, the makeup artist noticed I was still there.

"You waitin' hun?" She asked curiously as she briefly stopped working on Jared, who also turned to face me.

"Oh! Oh, no sorry...I kinda got distracted! I mean, Jared's one of the only actors who wears that much makeup for the movie...I just wanted to see how he got out of it," I quickly said, praising myself for recovering quickly.

"Oh well of course! He's pretty patient too...some days it seems like it will never end!!" The makeup artist laughed. Jared just smirked, looking down at his phone.

As I was walking out, I received a text. Looking down, I saw it was from him.

Call for sex: You know what I wanna do to you?

I stopped walking completely out of shock but quickly willed myself to resume. I had to get out of there. I wanted to be where he was but I knew I needed some distance between us. The tension could be cut with a knife and I didn't wanna stick around much longer at the risk of being teased .

I just smirked at his text. 

Me: I can think of a few things.

Call for sex: Will you wait outside for me?

Me: Sorry, I gotta go. Dinner plans

Call for sex: Oh right. Well, I guess I'll see you around.

I giggled to myself as I waited outside the door. I didn't actually have plans but I figured i'd surprise him. I mean, why not?

After a few minutes, I heard his voice inside the room. He was getting ready to leave. Perfect! I wouldn't have to wait much longer. I heard the door open and looked straight ahead to where he came into view.

I saw his expression change completely. He smiled widely when he realized i had been standing there and he swiftly closed the door behind him.

"No plans?" He smirked.

"I was just kidding," I said smiling back at him. His eyes roamed from my eyes to my lips. He seemed nervous for some reason. I wasn't used to seeing him without the Joker makeup so this was something different. He still had that tough look to him but his eyes seemed much softer.

"No plans for a pretty lady like you?" He asked as he motioned for me to walk with him.

"Not as of yet." I replied, secretly hoping he'd offer something up. It was damn near impossible but as long as I was fucking an actor of his caliber, my fantasies at this point wouldn't be too far fetched.

"Well, I wanted to make dinner plans tonight then," he said as he suddenly got closer to me, his hands gripping my thighs.

I was startled but at the same time turned on. I felt my body tremble at his sudden advances and the firm way he had gripped my thighs. He grinned when he noticed my nervousness

"Why are you shaking? Huh?" He asked as he brought his face closer to my neck, whispering in my ear. "We should have dinner tonight...better yet.." he said as he brushed his hand at my sensitive spot, "looks like my dinner is ready." His eyes were on mine the whole time and the way I trembled under him made him grin like mad.

He pulled away suddenly and kept looking at me with those smoldering eyes. 

I looked away from him, suddenly feeling small. I wasn't embarrassed, I just felt like i was suddenly shy, too shy to express what I wanted from him. I did want him, I did want him performing crude sexual acts on my body but at the same time, looking at him, it felt like I didn't belong. Looking at the real him, I felt intimidated. Suddenly, I felt like he could do so much better.

He noticed my hesitance and looked at me in confusion. 

"Well? How 'bout it?" He asked in a low voice. I snapped out of my thoughts and smiled sweetly at him.

I had to get out of this. My insecurity was suddenly at an all time high.

"I-I have plans..tonight," I said, disappointment in my voice. I felt disappointment both for letting him down and at myself for not taking opportunity. Who would turn down Jared Leto, for Christ's sake!?

I'm sure being who he was, he'd rarely face rejection of any kind, and so I had a feeling he wouldn't take it well. Without a second thought, he smiled brightly and backed away a few steps.

"Ah, it's all good. We're fine then, I guess I'll see you around," he said and quickly spun around to leave.

I wanted to stop him so bad. I wanted us to finish what we had started earlier. But for whatever reason, my insecurities had poked their ugly heads and had completely fucked up any chance I had with Jared.

And I could only blame myself.