In Too Deep

37

"You really think I should get another tattoo?" I ask Jack as he plants soft kisses down my throat.

The bear skin rug feels amazing against my skin, aside from the thin sheet on our bodies the thing keeping us warm is his electric fireplace. It's also the only thing aside from the moon giving the room some light.

"It'd be better if it had my name this time. Something like....'Joker was here'" he chuckles and I roll my eyes. I grab the back of his neck and pull him up.

Our lips mould together and I close my eyes as I take in this peaceful moment. We rarely have moments like these. It's usually just rough hot sex and then we fall asleep after being thoroughly fucked out. Not today though, today it's as if he's completely sated but not to a point where he's tired out. I enjoy times like today.

My thumb brushes against his jawline while his hands hold onto my thighs. My legs wrap around his hips loosely and our tongues find each other. I bury my fingers into his hair as he continues to kiss me.

He bites my bottom lip and I moan softly as he pulls away. He kisses down my body and take a nipple into his mouth. He gives the other the same attention before continuing his adventure downwards.

"How's....'property of The Joker' sound?" I ask and at this he looks up.

"Where?" he asks and comes up to my face. His forehead rests on mine and I smile.

"Lower back?" he shakes his head.

"It's hidden. Want it on display" he tells me and I bite my lip.

"What about....my stomach?" i glide my fingertips down his body and stop just above his abdomen.

"Too low" he licks his lips.

"How 'bout my shoulder?" i raise my hand to his back and scratch over his shoulder.

He nods with a smirk and I bring him back down for a kiss.

"Then it's settled. Another one for my clown king" I wink and he kisses my jaw before settling on the area below my ear. He sucks and bites at the sensitive skin making me arch my back in pleasure.

"When will you do it?" he asks after being content with the mark on my skin.

"Whenever I find someone to do it right" I tell him and he nudges his nose against my cheek to pepper more kisses.

"I got a guy" he says and i laugh.

"Of course you do" he chuckles and his hands stop their exploration and settle for rubbing up and down my thighs.

"Can I ask you something?" I glide my fingers from his hair to the nap of his neck as he settles to rest his head on my chest.

"Mhm"

"What exactly do you remember...about your past?" I question and he closes his eyes.

"Bits n pieces of you. Only cus you showed me the tattoo" he taps the ink on my breast.

"I remember Harvey. Living with him. Hanging out with him. One day it sort of just....stopped" I nod and draw random shapes and lines on his upper back.

"Tell me about the first time you escaped custody. When you rescued Johnny from Blackgate"

"I had a small buisiness going for some time in there. Small drug ring for the prisoners. Made friends. Built bridges that would later come in handy. Left the prison and decided to expand. I knew Gotham was in need and took a chance. Me and Johnny boy went sight seeing and found this old dump. Bought it off the hag—or i should better say, we killed her after signing off on the house. One of the funniest ways to go actually.

As she shook my hand she didn't know I had one of those buzzers in my palms that shock you. Shit was more charged up than regular and then zap! Heart stopped right then and there. Priceless" he chuckles but it doesn't bother me as much as it used to.

"Anyways. We get the place, clean it up a little and we move into the funhouse. Used to be just like the mill till I met Sal-"

"Salvatore Maroni?"

"The one and only. He invested in me and helped me create the Funhouse. As long as I didn't try to undermine him he said he would give me what I need to kickstart the business. Now look at me. I got the club, and protection issued by the head Maroni himself" he smiles.

"Not for long though" my eyebrows furrow at his comment.

"Why?" I ask.

"Maroni and Falcone both take care of the city. One is in charge of the West and the other in charge of the East. Not being in charge of anything but the club is a bummer. Not to mention I gotta pay Maroni nearly 35% of all my earnings. Pure bullshit. I can't shake the fact that Ive been working for some old Italian fart for nearly four fucking years. So i'm taking the title" he shrugs.

"The title?"

"I'm taking over Gotham. Even Bat himself steeres clear of the crime families. After i'm done with Sal and Carmine. Gotham will be under my ruling. Once and for all" my eyes widen and and he pulls away from his position. His face a few inches away from mine.

"What'd ya say princess? Wanna help me take down the Boss?"