My eyes are locked onto his lustful gaze; a pair of mesmerizing green orbs.

His warm breath brushes against my lips.

His hands are wrapped around my neck, while mine are wrapped around his thin waist.

I slowly move one hand to his back, and then trace the tip of my fingers along his backbone.

He promptly shuts his eyes at my touch, and shudders in pleasure.

I lower my self a little, and place a peck on his Adam's apple.

He twitches as he withholds a moan that is threatening to escapes his lips.

I lower down further, burry my face between his shoulder blades, and breathe in his musky scent.

He slides his hands up my neck, and entwines his long fingers with my locks.

I lower my self some more, placing lustful pecks along his scarred torso, while deepening the kiss every now and then, leaving a mark, my mark.

He would suck in a breath and hold it in with every deep kiss I place, and I could feel his abdomen caving in with every held breath.

I place one final peck at the end his abdomen.

He grunts softly.

I lower myself a notch and place a deep kiss that turns into nibbling.

He calls out my name in a long, sensual moan as he his entwined fingers tighten their grip.

Each of his reactions has sent an electrifying surge through my body, feeding my growing hunger. But his moan is the final straw, and I know that the time for the final act has begun; the time for us to devour each other wholly.

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"Joker?" I whisper the name of the man cuddled in my embrace.

"Hmmmm?" He replies in a state of drowsiness.

"Do you enjoy this?" I ask.

"Of course I do. What kind of a question is that, darling?" He frowns wide-awake.

"It's the only time you manage to stay serious for a good thirty minutes or so." I answer.

"Oh, sweetums! I don't mind making that an hour or two. He he heeee! But honestly, there's nothing funny about sex... unless of course I was a thirteen years old gal who is about to get a pint-sized surprise! He he he heeee!" He chuckled, but added more seriously as he saw me frown at his curt joke, "I just can't see the punchline behind such pleasure, Batsy."

I look at him for a moment before a smirk adorns my face, "So all these years, and I could've easily tamed the Clown Prince of Crime through sex?"

He blinked a couple of times, and I start laughing at his dumbfounded reaction.

"Oh, Batsyboo." He chuckles as soon as I ceased laughing, "And if I've only known that a little bit of bees and flowers would bring out this precious laugh of yours, which I've managed to get out of you only once. Speaking of which, we could have saved poor Gordon lots of nightmares. He he he heheeee!"

I stare at the clown twisting and turning, as his chuckles turn into laughter. A snort escapes my lips, and before I know it, it joins with the hysterical laughter that filled out the room.

"Aaaaaaaah! eheh.. hehee..." He exhales as soft chuckles escapes his ruby lips, "The brooding vigilante shows the handsome clown the punchline behind sex! Oho ho ho! Now that's a great punchline all by itself! Eheh heheee!"

"Guess I can't hope for any seriousness anymore, huh?" I ask.

"And finally the bats understands his clown." He chuckles as he nuzzles into the side of my chest.

A/N: So this is my first time writing an "M" rated fic. I know it's not that "M" material, and it suddenly stops at the good part, but I don't think I can write down anything that is more serious than this - just so you know the actual action is all in my head *evil smirk*

Writing it down creeps me out, but I don't mind reading some -he heheee- I'm posting this, yet a part of me might just delete it someday. I can be such a prude! -sniffs-