Jonathan Crane a.k.a The Scarecrow, is one of my favourite DC characters of all time; his backstory is so intriguing, and dare I say, I find him quite alluring, so I took upon the chance of writing a bunch of imagines in different scenarios with him...
WARNING: Contains strong language, very explicit sex scenes and slight degradation and choking kink.
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Man, I need a break; I've been running errands all day!
I open the door to our apartment, drop the dry clean on one end of the couch, kick off my shoes and head to the kitchen. I really don't feel like cooking. I sigh. Maybe I should call Jonathan and ask him if we can go out tonight, could be a great chance to use the dress I bought earlier.
I go back to the living room and sit at the other end of the couch. I need to hang the dry clean, ugh!
I pick up the phone and dial the number to his office; he answers at the second tone.
"Dr. Crane" he says in his deep, professional voice.
"Hey, darling" I smile as I speak.
"Hey, love" his voice softens. "What is it?"
"Well, I just got home after running some errands and I wanted to know how your day was going" I rest my head on one hand.
"Well, if you must know, I'm having such a terrible day; completely dreadful" he sighs.
"Really? What happened? Are you okay, Johnny?" He probably rolled his eyes at me calling him 'Johnny'; he claims to hate that nickname, but I know deep down he likes it when I call him that.
"Yeah, I'm fine, honey. It's just... You know how some nurses, other doctors and even some patients can be awfully annoying. Besides, my last test didn't come up as I expected" he's been working on a new badge of serum for the last months.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Hey, why don't we go out for dinner tonight? We can go for some Italian at Maroni's, your favourite; maybe go for a walk by the river after that... What do you say, huh? I'll use a new dress I bought today" I flirted. "You're gonna love it"
"That sounds great, love, but to be honest, I'm kinda tired. Maybe we can discuss it when I come home, alright? I gotta go back to work" He sounded all stressed out and I was feeling so bad for him, but a great idea came to me out of a sudden.
"Okay, darling. Hope your day gets better. I love you" I smiled slightly. I know exactly how his day is gonna get better.
"I love you, too, beautiful" my smile grew at his words and I hung up.
I've got some work to do myself.
I ran to bathroom, threw my clothes in the basket and took a quick shower. Once I was done, I dried and teased my hair a little, did a subtle makeup, sprayed on a little perfume and dressed up. I put on some black lace tights, a black, tight skirt, a white, elegant shirt with a very pronounced cleavage and some high heels.
I made sure I looked stunning, then grabbed my keys and drove to Arkham Asylum. I've been here a few times before when Jonathan's forgotten his lunch, so some of the staff already know me.
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