Blood and Lust

A/N - Yay, a one-shot I wrote all by myself! lol It's been a while (since CH 2), but I was inspired to write this one after seeing Secretary. ;0P

"After Hours"

Blowing at the steam from her coffee, Rachel sighed as she leaned back in her desk and gazed down at her papers on the de Salmo case. "So much for going home early" she grumbled, her styled nails clacking against the desk top as she chewed on the inside of her lip.

Despite it being close to closing time, Rachel knew fully well that Harvey would kill her if he found out she'd left without reviewing the case. Forcing herself to read over the tedious information once again, she groaned and rubbed her eyes in disgust.

"Falling asleep on the job, Miss Dawes?"

Jumping in surprise, Rachel stared up in shock at the tall, dark figure looming in the doorway, her voice cracking as she fearfully demanded, "H-how did you get in here? You need an ID to get through the locks!"

"Ya mean one of theeeese?" the Joker crowed, his feral eyes glinting as he waved a card by his cheek.

Feeling sick at the thought of what'd happened to the owner of said ID, Rachel shrank back in her seat before whimpering, "What do you want from me? I have nothing that could be of any use to you..."

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Miss Dawes" the Joker purred. "Ya see, I've been, uh...following you, and I'd like one of those lit-tle shows you always give Harrrvey." Giggling at the horrified look on her face, he gleefully added, "Imagine what Gotham would think if they knew what a lit-tle slut their assistant DA was!"

Rachel's cheeks burned with indignation. "I-I am not a slut!"

"No?" the Joker asked, feigning shock. "Well surely the things you did with your tongue are the works of a suh-lut."

With a snarl, Rachel grabbed a pair of scissors from her open drawer and lunged for his throat, but the madman easily grabbed her by either wrist and forced her to slide across the desk. In the process, papers and pens spilled haphazardly about them onto the floor, the Joker giving a guffaw as he cooed, "Oopsyyyy! Just look at this mess!" Now digging his gloved hands into her hips to the point that they would surely bruise, he pulled her up against his growing erection and forced her hand to cup him. Noting the fury in her eyes, he drew his lips across her jaw before purring, "Mmm, that's niiiice, isn't it? Just imagine how nice that'll feel once it's in your mouth."

Panting in fear, Rachel squirmed about within his grasp, but this only succeeded in agitating her aggressor's already full-fledged arousal.

Growling, the Joker gave a soft grunt as he began to grind eagerly against her nub, Rachel giving a stifled cry as she tried to wriggle away from him.

"Stop moving!" he snarled, only to backhand her before biting down on her ear lobe. When she begrudingly stopped resisting him, he gave a soft whine and licked her from her neck to her cheek, Rachel shuddering as her nipples instinctively tightened from his repulsively arousing touch. Squirming when she felt his hand trail down beneath her skirt, he smoothed his hand along her rump before giving it a firm pinch. "Turn around" he ordered, Rachel feeling incredibly bemused as the Joker's fingers began to knead the silken flesh of her upper thighs. When she failed to respond, he irritably grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and forced her around so that her cheek pressed against the desk, his lips at her ear as he snarled, "I think it'd be in your, uh...best in-ter-est to listen to me, hmm?"

Shuddering, Rachel nodded meekly before she heard the Joker clear his throat and straighten behind her.

"Now" he eagerly began, "lift up your skirt."

"W-what?"

"Lift up your skirt!"

Terrified by the malice in his voice, Rachel shivered as she began to hesitantly reach back and draw her skirt up over her thighs, her knees quivering once she heard the Joker's breathing grow ragged with lust.

"Well, well, well, what's this? Did Harrrvey buy you this lacy lit-tle black number?" he mocked, his voice notably huskier as he placed his gloved hands on her ass and roughly cupped her cheeks. Grinning when he heard her yelp in surprise, he moved the flimsy material of her thong aside and dipped one of his fingers past her slit and wiggled it about. When he finally removed the digit, he giggled when she gave a small whine of protest. "Well looky what we have here! You're soaking wet, dollface!" Forcing his glistening finger in front of Rachel's clouded eyes, he made a show of licking it before purring, "Mm, you taste goood. Have you been eating lots of straw-ber-ries?"

Infuriated by his derisive manner, Rachel promptly turned her head away, but the Joker surprised her by smacking her firmly on the ass. "Don't look away when I'm asking you a question!" he snapped, only to grin when the assistant DA hesitantly turned back to face him. "Aww, that's a good girl" he cooed, snickering as he removed his gloves and placed them on the desk.

Rachel shuddered when the Joker disappeared from her vision and squatted down on his knees, her eyes growing wide when she felt him nibbling on her upper thighs. With a squeak, she tried to keep her legs firmly closed, but the clown prince irritably thrust them back apart before licking his way up toward her hot center. Whimpering, Rachel bit her lip when she felt her thong slide down over her buttocks and to her knees, her legs quivering when the Joker's hot breath burned along her sensitive flesh.

Oh God, he wasn't going to...?

Jumping in surprise, Rachel dug her nails into her palms when she felt the Joker's tongue swipe across her sensitive nub, her hips shifting as she found herself traitorously leaning back into his touch. Arching her back when he sucked on an exceptionally sensitive spot, Rachel gasped and rotated her hips with the hopes of receiving more of the delicious sensations at hand.

Giggling amidst his torturous administrations, the clown prince inserted two fingers before diligently lapping at her sweet juices. The soft, breathy moans coming from his conquest had his cock straining painfully against his pants, his hips shifting in discomfort as he tried his damndest to stop aggravating it; after all, it would be she who was going to beg for it, not him.

Blindly reaching back with her hands, Rachel seized fistfuls of the Joker's hair before guiding him back toward her slit, her eyes closing in utter rapture as she leaned back and began to grind against his face. When he flicked her bud with his tongue just right, she gave a yelp and dug her nails sharply into his scalp.

The Joker seemed to like that, for he growled against her womanhood and dug his own nails into the flesh of her thighs. Licking and sucking at her swollen folds with an eagerness that surprised even himself, he gave a feral grin before growling, "I can't wait to put my cock in you."

Rachel shuddered at this sudden declaration, her legs feeling as if they would give out as she felt an all too familiar sensation sweep throughout her limbs. Moaning once her climax reached its peak, she caught herself from falling and grunted when the Joker wrapped an arm around her waist. "Oh no, beautiful" he purred, "I'm not quite done with you yet."

Shivering, Rachel moved to rise back to her feet, but the Joker pulled her ass back against the hardened bulge nestled in between her thighs. When he began to jerk his hips upward in several erratic, powerful thrusts, Rachel bit her lip and hitched in a bated breath when a sweep of pleasure shot throughout her loins. Whining when he pushed her down onto her stomach, she gave a jolt of surprise when he bit her neck and began to grind into her harder and faster. The feeling of him blanketing her body with his own was intense, and the heat radiating between her thighs caused her to part her legs so he could better stimulate her.

Pushing her hips back to meet with his, Rachel cried out when the Joker reached beneath her blouse and roughly pinched her nipples. Panting against her ear, he moaned lowly before frantically rubbing his throbbing cock against her aching center, their moans intermingling as Rachel bucked up and rocked more forcefully against his straining erection.

"What do you want, bitch?" the Joker panted, clearly displeased by the physical effect she was having over him.

Hardly able to answer him due to her breath-taking arousal, Rachel whimpered before blindly reaching behind her and cupping him through his pants. "I-I want you" she managed to choke out, a shudder of delight filling her soul when she heard him moan his approval.

Slipping his hand down in between their bodies, the Joker bit her shoulder as he slid two fingers along her slick entrance, his hips shifting uncomfortably as he felt as if he were going to burst. She was so ready for him...

Suddenly remembering the more "important" necessities, the clown prince began to manipulate Rachel at a slow pace as he asked, "You on birth control?"

Rachel bit her lip to fight off a small moan, yet it came freely as she shook her head. "N-no, I...I don't need to. Harvey's afraid he'll get me pregnant, so we stopped having sex."

The Joker pouted at this news, yet he burst into a fit of giggles as he caught the tail-wind of her other comment. "Whoa-ho-ho" he chortled, "Harvey-boy must be a complete fag if he's given up having sex with you!" To further emphasize his point, he reared back and spanked her firmly on the ass. When Rachel gave a soft grunt in response, he grinned before pressing, "Well c'mon, surely you've got some old condoms lying around?"

"Um...no."

The Joker's lips drooped into a tremendous scowl with this news, his arousal soon turning into frustration as his erection pressed against his latest conquest. Cursing under his breath, he got up on unsteady legs before deciding what to do, Rachel turning to eye him in confusion as he began to fuss with the zipper of his pants.

Noticing her looking at him, the Joker irritably barked, "Lie back down and stay down!"

Obediently doing as she was told, Rachel pressed her cheek flat against the floor and tried to use her peripheral vision to figure out what was going on. From what she could discern, the Joker was fumbling with his pants, and then... She balked. Oh God, what was he doing?

Sneakily turning her head so that she could get a good look at her lover, Rachel felt a shiver run down her spine when she watched the Joker wrap his fingers about his swollen member. Mouth open and head thrown back, he gritted his teeth and began to pump himself in several quick, erratic jerks, all the while muttering a string of curses as his breathing became low and ragged.

Feeling a delicious pang flare within her loins, Rachel fought off a small moan when she heard him whisper her name, her fingers now drifting down toward her nether regions as his hand began to work harder and faster. Just when it seemed as if he was finally going to get off, the Joker cracked open an eye and noticed his conquest touching herself, a sly grin forming across his lips as he purred, "Oooh, you like this, huh? Well c'mere so I can give you something we'll both enjoy."

Bewildered and embarrassed, Rachel stared at the Joker before he irritably came over and pulled her up into a sitting position. Massaging her cheeks and digging his nails into the soft flesh, he groaned before nodding toward his cock with a sly grin. "Go on" he urged, "suck it, already."

Eyes wide, Rachel moved to protest, but the Joker took this opportunity to insert himself in her open mouth, her words being cut off as she heard him groan and gasp harshly. Feeling a burning heat within her loins, Rachel raised her hands and gripped at his thighs as she licked and sucked at his erection. Running her tongue along the underside of his arousal, she gave a shudder and grasped at his rump to draw him in closer. Willingly obliging, the Joker felt his cock strain when he noticed how eagerly she was manipulating him, his eyes rolling back in his head when she gave him an exceptionally long, drawn-out lick.

Fuck.

No longer able to take it, the Joker forced Rachel down onto her back and began to thrust past her quivering lips, his teeth gritting and his eyes squeezing tightly closed as he pulled and tugged at her hair. Feeling her sucking him more forcefully as he pounded into her orifice, he braced himself against the desk with one hand and used this to help him thrust even harder. By now he didn't care if he was hurting Rachel, so long as he got his release.

"Ah, fuck me" he lewdly gasped out, a shudder racking his body as he finally spilled his seed into her awaiting mouth.

Coughing and shivering when the Joker slowly withdrew himself, Rachel gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes as he began to casually tuck himself back into his trousers. The sight might have been amusing if she weren't in such a dire need of orgasming. Giving him a meaningful look (which he promptly ignored), the assistant DA moved to stand when the Joker grinned over at her and re-adjusted the cuff links to his overcoat. "You, uh...ready to go again, or something?"

Rachel merely panted in response, her cheeks turning rosy when he gave a gut-busting giggle. "Sorry, toots, but I've, uh...got places to go, things to blow up. You understand, I'm sure. Toodles!" With a cheery wave in her direction, he didn't even turn back as he began whistling and merrily strode out the door.

Closing her eyes once she was alone, Rachel gave a frustrated moan and ran back to her desk. She normally didn't like using her toys in the office, but for once she was glad that she had plenty handy since her fingers were definitely not going to do the trick that night.

A/N: Yeeeah, so Rachel doesn't really strike me as the type to keep toys at work, but c'mon, it's the Joker! ;0P