Joke's On You (Jerome Valeska)

Chapter 31: Why So Serious, Doll?

*THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT*

2 months later

The King and Queen quickly made their status of rulers known, there were a few that tried to disagree but Jerome had Sky deal with them and everyone bowed down before them, their empire was growing quickly and so was their popularity with the other villains in Gotham, The Riddler, formally known as Edward Nygma was throwing a charity ball for the villains, and Jerome and Sky were about to receive the invitation. Jerome sat on his chair that Barbara Kean once sat at when she was 'Queen' of Gotham, in his club that was formally known as the Sirens that's now known at Hush, Sky strutted in, in her regular dolled up way, she had on a short black cocktail dress with black and gold stilettos on, with her white and black hair curled and bouncing loosely over her shoulders, her heels clicked against the marble floor and Jerome lifted his head to stare at her bum "keep your eyes in your skull Valeska" she said fixing herself a drink, he rolled his eyes and stood up and walked over to the bar, he placed his arms on each side of her waist and held onto the bar table, she turned around so she was face to face with him "you know this whole no fraternizing between business partners is getting kinda boring, doll" "Jerome, things get messy if we mess around, it's better to have no physical attachments to each other" "oh come on, business partners fuck all the time" "Jerome, this isn't up for debate" "you can't tell me that you don't want to" "I didn't say that, I'm just trying to keep personal feelings out of our business so our empire doesn't come crashing down" "we have a kid together, what's more personal than that?" he placed his hand on her hip and she swatted it away "you have plenty of whores at your beck and call, I'm sure you'll survive" "none of them are my type" he said as she walked away "make them your type" "I can't, mine's one of a kind, white and black hair, superhuman and apparently bitchy in the mornings!" he called out as she was leaving the room "fuck you, Jerome!" she called back and he cackled "interrupting a lovers tiff?" Jeremiah asked stepping into the club "can't call it lovers.. if they're not fucking!" he called the last part out to make sure she heard "fuck off, Jerome!" she called from the other room, he rolled his eyes and downed his drink "I see, someone's not getting any from their partner?" Jeremiah asked with a smirk on his face "business partner" Sky corrected him walking back into the room with a bunch of empty cups in hand and sat them on the bar "morning Lucid" "Joker, what can we help you with?", Sky decided that Sky didn't seem very scary to the citizens so her name to the rest of the world is Lucid, only her family and old friends that she doesn't really remember well know her name is Sky, "I came to drop off an invitation addressed to you both" Jeremiah responded and handed her the letter and she read it out loud "dear King and Queen of Gotham, you are hereby invited to the annual 'charity gala' for Gotham's 'rich and famous', fancy attire required, I'm considerate and also send wishes, what am I? my regards, sincerely The Riddler" charity gala basically means illegal business deals and rich and famous means the villains, "does he really need to riddle everything? I mean come on his whole schtick is basically being the world's most indirect asshole" Jerome complained "we were invited and we're going, I'll get June to babysit" "I can't believe I'm letting a chick boss me around and I'm not even fucking her" "Jerome, I will knee you in the dick again and it will hurt more than last time" he put his hands up in surrender and Jeremiah snickered, "we're going, Jerome" "I'm good, you have fun with your ex best friends, ex boyfriend, doll" "if you go, I'll let you sleep in my bed with me" "anything else in that bed offer?" "that's my only compromise Jerome, take it or leave it" "fine" "you need to learn to compromise, Jerome" "well I best take my leave, the sexual tension in this room is almost unbearable" Jeremiah said standing from the stool he was sitting on and Sky rolled her eyes and Jerome nodded, he left the room and Jerome turned to Sky who was behind the bar scrubbing it "what are you doing, doll?" "I'm cleaning up a bit before we open" "you know we have staff that does that for us right?" "if you own a business you need to contribute to it" "I do contribute to it, my money fixed this place up when it was a dump, and I contributed my men to fix the problems blondie pretended not to notice, like the leaking pipes that used to drip water onto the bar and wet the customers" she rolled her eyes at him and kept scrubbing "you contribute your way, and I will mine" "I can think of other things to contribute to" he said suggestively to her "we're not having this conversation again, Jerome" "oh come on, how about a quickie? just to get us both through the day" "not gonna happen" "how about a blow job then?" she glared daggers at him "why so serious, doll?" "you're joking right?" "hey, you're the one that said I need to learn to compromise" he snickered, she thought for a moment and saw a good opportunity to get Jerome to contribute to the boys so she could have a break "fine, I'll compromise, I give you a blow job right here and now, and you look after the boys for the night while I have a nice bath and have some nice relation time, no going straight to your study and not coming back out and leaving me to deal with the boys, and no alcohol or smokes around them at all tonight, you'll have no drinks or smokes and you'll look after them all night till they go to bed, and that includes picking them up from school and making them snacks and dinner" "I do all that for one night and you'll give me a blow job right here and now?" "yep" "you're serious?" "uh huh" he pondered it for a moment "fuck it, fine, I'll do whatever you just said" "really?" "I haven't had anything in almost 3 months, doll" she walked out from behind the bar and shut and locked the doors to get in and walked over to Jerome and lead him to one of the lounges against the walls in the club, she dropped to her knees and unbuckled his pants, she pulled his member out and placed her mouth on it and slid her mouth down his shaft and he let out a throaty groan of approval, soon she started up a good pace, bobbing her head up and down taking him all in her mouth and then bringing her head back up, after a while she felt his cock twitch in her mouth and she pushed her head down so his tip was at the very back of her throat and he shot his seed down her throat while releasing curses and groans "ohh fuckk" he slowly growled, she stood up walked to the bar and wiped her mouth with a napkin, he stood up and zipped up his pants, walked to the bar and poured a drink of whiskey "fuck doll, if I knew you gave head like that, I would've been watching the boys every fucking night" "the boys need to be picked up at three, don't be late" "I'll be there doll, don't worry" "I'm serious Jerome, you can't be late or they get sent to the GCPD and neither of us can walk in there" "I own the GCPD" "you don't own Gordon he'll jump on the opportunity to arrest us or take our kids from us" "your kids" "what?" "'they're' not mine, one is mine, both are yours" Sky felt that hit hard, she saw Jerome as taking on the father role for both since Jeremiah pretty much left the family picture, but he doesn't see it that way, he doesn't even see Cade as a stepson of sorts "how do you see Cade?" "he's my nephew, why?" "you don't see him as a son?" "no, why would I? he's my brothers kid" "he sees you as a father figure, Jerome" suddenly Jerome threw his chair back and got up in Sky's face "he is not, my son" he said darkly "you're going to blame a child for my past mistakes?" "mistake or not, he wasn't created by me, and we're not together, he's not my son, or my stepson, he is my nephew, my brother who you'd fucked, son, now shut up, open up the club and drop this fucking conversation" he pushed past her and poured another drink "don't worry about looking after the boys tonight, I don't want you near my children" she went to walk away but Jerome slammed his glass down on the bar and grabbed her arm and swung her into the bar hard making her hiss in pain "I don't care if you've got superhuman strength, or if you are superman, don't ever try and say you don't want me near my son, because I will hurt you, and I know how to, never forget that" "you're a bastard" she spat "dig a deeper hole the worse this will get" "do not lay a hand on my son" "who's gonna stop me?" "if you touch Cade to hurt me, I will rip you apart" "too bad I won't be around to see you in pain over it then" her eyes stung with tears "you're a monster" "you knew who I was the minute you busted into my office and even before you died, newsflash baby, I've always been a monster and you've always dropped to your knees in front of me, cause that's what filthy whores do" "I am not the same person" "you're right, you're not, because the old you would've already tried to slap me, admit it, you're a filthy whore and you wanna be treated like one" he whispered the last part into her neck and he ran his hand up her creamy thighs and stopped just at her heat "Jerome-" she breathed out "shh, come on doll, show me what I've been missing" he grabbed the back of her head and sucked on her neck "Mmm" she moaned out "come on baby, show me" he whispered slipping his hands a little higher and his thumb brushed her core through her panties making her shudder "last chance, yes or no, doll?" he said and brought his fingers to her mouth, she pondered it for a moment but she was already hot and bothered and untouched for 5 years, she grabbed his hand and stuck his fingers in her mouth and he smirked, when they were wet enough he slipped them out of her mouth getting some of her red lipstick on the tips of his fingers, he moved her panties to the side and pushed two then three fingers into her and started pumping, she grabbed his buckle and undid his belt then zipped his pants down, he lifted her up and sat her on the bar, he pulled her underwear down and lined himself up at her entrance when suddenly a loud knock echoed through the room and Jerome got a mischievous idea, "what?" he called out and quickly put his hand over Sky's mouth lifted her up off the bar and pushed himself fast and deep all the way into her, she let out a muffled half yelp moan, "sorry to bother you Mr Valeska, but there's a somethings I need to discuss with you" his assistant Quinn said from the other side of the door "can it wait?" he asked and thrusted hard into her again and her moan was muffled by his hand, she wrapped her legs around his waist and he thrusted again still covering her mouth so her sounds weren't audible on the other side of the door "it's kind of a now thing, sir" rolled his eyes and slammed into her again making sure to keep his hand over her mouth "just tell me through the door" he thrusted in and out of her faster "um, Mr Penguin was released from Blackgate, and he's on his way here" "alright, just let me know when he's here" he pumped harder and she felt her climax coming "are you alright sir?" "I'm trying to fuck my wife Quinn, now go away" "oh, um of course sir", everyone knows Jerome and Sky as Mr and Mrs Valeska, it's just as a precaution in case their empire falls any Valeska can step up so Jerome and Sky signed marriage certificates but they don't mean anything to them, it's for a legal and status stand point, Quinn's footsteps retreated away quickly and they both laughed, after a while finally they both hit their climax and Jerome put her back down onto her feet, they fixed their clothes up and there was a knock on the door "yeah, what?" Jerome called out "Mr Penguin is here sir" Quinn's voice sang out, while Sky was gone he had slept with her a few times when he didn't feel like leaving his study and she was in front of him, the last time was a month before Sky came back, Sky walked over and opened the door to reveal Quinn "Mr Valeska, I need to speak with you privately shortly" "anything you need to say to me you can say it in front of my wife" "fine, I'm pregnant, and it's yours" the glass Sky was holding shattered in her hand "well this isn't exactly how I pictured coming back to Gotham would be like" a voice said from behind Quinn.