Smile - Joker Leto Fanfiction - {BWWM} - {COMPLETE}

T W E N T Y F I V E

~ Naked ~
~ day 48 ~
• C H E Y E N N E •

Slowly, my eyes open, greeted by the setting sun peeking through the window. It was the first time in weeks that I'd had a full nights sleep. No more nightmares, no more waking up in a cold sweat. If I'd known that talking about my past would help, I would have been more open to begin with.

I shift in the bed, trying to move so I could stretch, but there was something holding me in place. I furrow my eyebrows, wriggling in my spot as something uncomfortably pokes me in my lower back. Almost immediately I stop, listening as a purr sounds from behind me. I take a deep breath, heat rising to my face as I try to move from Joker's grasp again, but he just chuckles. "You think moving around like that more will make it go away?"

I groan as I sit up, finally managing to get out of his grasp and I turning to face him. He looks up at me, giving me a big smile as he moved to adjust himself. "Aw, why'd you move?"

"As flattering as that is, I'm hungry," I sigh, getting up off of the bed, pulling my hoodie off. I was a little sticky from sweating while I slept, but Joker, on the other hand, a thin film of sweat covering him. He was probably dying for a shower. "I'm hot."

I watch him as he watches me, debating on uncuffing him. Ever since the other night, I've had a renewed sense of trust in him. Our stories were obviously something that was intimate to the both of us and we shared them with each other. Having someone to talk to, being someone that he talked to meant a lot to me. The trust he showed me in Axe Chemicals was now something we mutually shared with each other.

"Do you..." I start, taking slow steps toward him. His smile drops as he sits up, watching me. My mind wanders as my eyes scan his bare torso. I was unable to look away or look him in the eyes as my mind continues to wander in the most unprofessional way possible. He was a lot more fit than I remembered, the whole room smelled like him, and I don't know if it was our sexual tension or what, but I found it hard to resist myself. I catch my bottom lip in my teeth as I think of all the reasons I shouldn't just have sex with him. I can barely come up with one. Joker clears his throat, snapping me out of my trance. Finally, I make eye contact and he gives an insanely smug grin which I can't help but roll my eyes at. "Do you want to take a shower?"

His eyes light up as he watches me open the door and grab the key off of the hook by the door. I come to sit next to him on the bed, moving his wrist so that I can find the hole to unlock him. Before I unlock the cuff, I look him in the eyes. "I have a weapon hidden in places all over the house. If you try anything, I won't hesitate to use one."

He chuckles, extending his arm out to me so that I'll take off the cuff. Hesitantly, I insert the key and unlock the cuff, watching it open and fall from his wrist. He rubs his wrists, standing up from the bed. I cringe as his joints crack when his stretches. I wasn't surprised though. The bed was somewhat uncomfortable and Joker's 6 foot plus frame barely fit on the cot.

I push open the door, motioning for him to step out of the room first. Slowly he does, looking down at me as he passes by. "Have you thought about what I said after the other night?"

I clench my jaw, moving to walk in front of him. He didn't have to ask to know that I've been playing tennis with his proposition since the moment he brought it up. Really thinking about it, I should probably take him up on his offer, but at the same time, it wouldn't be a good idea either. It's a 'damned if I do, damned if I don't' situation. "I said I'd let you know, Joker."

"Princess, I can give you everything Bruce promised you. Freedom, power, money" he reminds me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me close to his chest before we could make it up the stairs. I look up at him, feeling as his hands wander my body. "Pleasure."