Playtime!

A/N: Since I thought that maybe the length of my series of one-shots was intimidating people (that's what she said! *yay for immaturity!*), I decided to post a Joker/Rachel one-shot on its own. This pairing needs more lovin', anyway...I find their dynamic interesting. Also note that I'll probably be changing this over and over, because I'm never fully satisfied (don't make me say "that's what she said" again! lol)

WARNING: Graphicgraphicgraphic sexual content/language/all sorts of positions, yadda yadda.

"Playtime!"

Lying face-up on the floor, Rachel continued to stare up at the Joker with wide, fearful eyes. He was holding her hostage in her own apartment, of all places, but surprisingly the agreement was quite simple: if she let him have his way with her (anytime, anywhere, anyplace) he would spare Harvey Dent’s life, no questions asked. Although this was a relatively reasonable request (since she would be saving the man she loved), Rachel still couldn’t help but feel as if the Joker were taking advantage of her bleeding heart. Since he was uncannily good at reading into people’s characteristics, she figured he had been able to pin the “Good Samaritan” tag on her right off the bat.

Watching him admire the blouse, bra and panties he’d already cut off her body, Rachel winced when the Joker grinned and bounced forward before sitting on her chest. “Play tiiiiime!” he whooped, already showing that he had a firm grip on his arousal. With his free hand he held up one of her stilettos and grinned devilishly, now twisting slightly so that he could draw the heel across her sensitive nub.

Sniffling, Rachel felt tears beginning to blur her vision as she tried to squirm free of his hold on her body, her limbs thrashing when he gave a mocking pout and tried to push the heel past her dry opening. “Awww, you don’t like that too much, eh, jelly bean? Well don’t you worry, beautiful, ‘cause I can think of something we’ll both enjoy...”

Choking back tears, Rachel turned her head when she felt the Joker roughly knead her breasts and push them together, his member sliding in between her soft mounds as he began to grunt and groan. Feeling sickened by the sounds of his ecstasy, she squirmed at the odd sensation of being fucked through her bosoms, her face turning from the sight of her bouncing breasts when she realized how close his cock was to her face.

“Well what’s wrong, beautiful? Afraid of the big, bad wolf? That’s what I call my little friend.” Giggling uproariously, the Joker gave a growl when he began to thrust a little faster, his tip looking swollen and strained as he dug his nails into his lover’s shoulders.

Whimpering, Rachel gasped when the Joker suddenly halted his movements and leaned forward on his elbows, his arousal dragging out from between her breasts before sliding into her open mouth. Squeaking in disgust and outrage, Rachel dug her nails into the Joker’s lower back as he began to frantically jerk his hips, his low growling sending shivers down her spine when her tongue hesitantly flicked across his tip.

Relishing in the sensation of her warm mouth encompassing him, the Joker moaned deeply when the suction from Rachel’s lips strengthened and allowed him to slide in deeper. Slipping in and out of her mouth with varying speeds, the clown prince began grunting and gasping when he felt the attorney’s tongue and teeth adding to his pleasure.

Somehow spurred on by his enjoyment, Rachel felt a sickening sense of pride from hearing the Joker’s moans, her hips shifting in aroused discomfort as she gave the underside of his shaft a long, torturous lick.

Feeling as if he were about to explode, the Joker gave a feeble grunt before reluctantly retreating from Rachel’s mouth, his limbs trembling when she applied extra suction during his withdrawal. Now grabbing her roughly by the hair, the Joker forced Rachel up to her feet before moving her toward the far end of the couch.

“I want you from behind.”

Panting shallowly, Rachel lifted her skirt and turned her back to him, the Joker grinning lecherously as he grabbed her by the neck and forced her down over the arm of the couch. Grinning at the sight of her exposed ass, he eagerly raised his hand before spanking her soundly across her delectable rump.

Crying out in pain and confusion, Rachel regarded him with heavy-lidded eyes before moaning when he did it again, her hips squirming when she felt her thick, honeyed juices beginning to coat her inner thighs. “Joker, please…”

Reaching between her legs and stroking her hot flesh, the clown prince gave a pleasured grunt when he realized how deliciously wet she was. “You naughty lit-tle slut” he teased, tracing her clit with his thumb as he inserted a finger past her slit. Picking up speed, he grinned before adding another finger and yet another, his cock straining against his pinstriped pants as he listened to her soft, breathy moans. Pumping his appendages more deeply inside her, he panted as he pressed his erection against her ass and angled his wrist for better penetration, Rachel giving a squeal when he repeatedly rubbed against her spot.

Burying her face against the couch cushion, the assistant DA whined when the Joker removed his fingers and brought them to her lips, her tongue hesitantly peeking out to taste herself. When the Joker was satisfied with her attempts, he made a show of sticking his fingers into his own mouth before growling and wantonly licking up her juices.

Bending down at the knee, the clown prince forced Rachel’s legs further apart before leaning forward and flicking his tongue across her bud. Moaning his approval of her exotic taste, he buried his face more deeply against her mound and sucked on her stimulated clit. Pressing two fingers past her entrance, he probed her while curling his digits in search of her sweet spot, a grin crossing his lips when he felt the familiar tissue against his fingertips. Feeling his member tingle when Rachel moaned, the Joker pumped his fingers diligently inside her as he reached for his fly, grunting to himself as he struggled to unzip his pants and pleasure her at the same time.

Feeling as if her nerve-endings were on fire, Rachel curled her toes when she heard the sound of the Joker pushing his pants down to his knees, a strangled moan escaping her lips when she felt his stiff cock pressing against her swollen slit. Reaching behind her and grabbing a hold of his hips, she whimpered as she tried to force him inside her, but he slapped her hands away and reared back to give her a firm spank.

“Patience is a virtue, beautiful!” he cooed, his mouth lowering to the small of her back before licking a slow, deliberate trail up her spine toward the nape of her neck. Biting down harshly on her flesh, he groaned once the coppery taste of her blood pervaded his senses, his hands steadying her hips as he inched his tip inside her quaking tunnel.

Crying out, Rachel desperately pushed back on him, but the Joker irritably smacked her ass and forced her cheek down against the cushion. “Ah, ah, aaaah, beautiful…if you want this, I’m afraid you’re going to have to beg me for it. After all, if you’re good at something, never do it for free, right?” Giggling, he listened to her heavy breathing as she gave a pitiful moan. “Well what’s wrong, gum drop? Too hot and bothered to answer?”

“Fuck you” Rachel choked out, squealing in surprise when he flicked his thumb across her clit.

“Sorry, what was that?” the Joker mockingly asked, holding a cupped hand over his ear. “Did you just ask me to fuck you, or myself?”

Trying to still the soft, excited pants of her breathing, Rachel glared over her shoulder at her captor before rocking back against his cock, inhaling sharply when she felt him impale her moist depths a little further. “I…I want you to…to…”

“Yeeees?” he implored, grinning manically as he began to gently thrust his hips. The movement wasn’t enough to fully penetrate her, but it served as just enough of a tease to make the assistant DA shout in pleasure.

“You asshole” she breathed, closing her eyes when her forehead began to perspire.

The Joker giggled. “What, so you're a backdoor girl now? I always knew you lawyers were naughtier than you let on! Anyone constantly dressed in suits and nylons has to be aching for a good fuck, after all.”

Ignoring his lewd remark, Rachel found that she could only pant in response, her lower belly tingling as she rotated her hips so that his cock could massage all of her nerve endings. Feeling pleased with herself when she heard the Joker grunt, she placed her hands over his and squeaked when he used his foot to kick her legs further apart.

Spotting a phallic-like sculpture on the table behind the couch, the Joker couldn’t help but giggle at the irony and slap his thigh. Grabbing it while reluctantly withdrawing from Rachel’s everlasting warmth, he placed the tip of the statuette against her folds with what could almost be considered a gentle push.

“God, you’re so cold!” Rachel shrieked, biting down on her lip when he gradually inched the marble inside of her.

“Well, uh…you know what they say: cold cock, warm heart!” the Joker gibed, giggling when he thrust the object forward with a surprising amount of force. Squeaking due to the harsh invasion, Rachel’s lashes fluttered as she gave a small moan, her hips rearing backwards with the hopes of taking her lover in deeper.

Pleased by her shameless response, the Joker grinned madly as he continued to push the object inside Rachel with short, fast little pumps, his own hips mimicking the thrusting as he glanced down in between her legs. Seeing her liquid pleasure coating the sculpture made the clown prince groan, his mouth falling slightly agape as he imagined himself tongue-fucking her into submission. The vision of Rachel screaming his name had his cock more stiff and agitated than before, a scowl crossing his face when he suddenly decided that she would beg him to fuck her, no questions asked.

Removing the statuette from her slit, the Joker couldn’t help but sneer when Rachel gave a disappointed whimper. “Well what’s wrong, sweetness? In need of some more inanimate fucking?”

“W-what?”

Gazing over her shoulder at him in bewilderment, Rachel gasped when she took note of the sculpture in the Joker’s hands. “Th-that was a present from Harvey, you pig!”

“Ooh-hoo, ya don’t say? He must be a hell of a lot kinkier than I gave him credit for!” the clown prince whooped, grinning as he tossed the object off to the side with a dull crash. “Why do you care so much about that ugly thing, anyway? Is it a life-sized rep-re-sen-ta-tion of Harrrvey’s package?”

Rachel gasped. “How dare you! Of course it’s not! That was Harvey’s mother’s, so he thought it appropriate to give it to me, the woman he loves.”

The Joker doubled over with laughter at this, repeatedly slapping his thigh as he wheezed, “Whoo-ha-ha, does kinkiness run in the Dent family? That actually almost makes me envy the guy! Only, uh…I’m the one about to fuck his de-light-ful little girlfriend, so I think I win.” Grinning madly, he seized Rachel by the nape of her neck and forced her off the arm of the couch, a jolt of pleasure coursing through his cock when he heard her sounds of pain and confusion. Pushing her down onto the couch cushions, he eagerly took hold of her thighs and slid her legs around his waist, a low growl rumbling deep in his throat when he felt her juices coat his tip. “Tell me you want me to fuck you” he urged, his eyes smoldering as he gazed into her blue irises.

Panting, Rachel furiously shook her head when she felt the Joker slightly buck his hips, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip in order to suppress a cry of passion.

“I said tell me you want me to fuck you!” he snarled, his nails digging into her thighs to the point that they would surely bruise.

Giving a yelp of pain, Rachel felt sickened when a look of pleasure crossed the Joker’s face because of her distress, her body shifting in aroused discomfort as she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. “I…I want…no, I need you to fuck me…”

The Joker couldn’t help but grin at her pitiful plea, for she was clearly humiliated as she laid panting beneath him. Deciding to be ‘kind’ and relieve her of her uncomfortable disposition, the Joker wrapped Rachel’s legs more forcefully around his waist as he slowly licked his lips. “Hold stiiiiill” he cooed, giggling when Rachel gasped as he slammed past her slippery walls.

“Ugh, you feel so…so big…”

“Whoo-ha-ha, well all the better to fuck you with, my dear!” Giggling at his jesting remark, the Joker pushed Rachel further back into the couch as he felt his bestial lust bubbling deep within his loins. Panting heavily, he dug his nails into her thighs during his animalistic rutting, his mouth crashing roughly against hers to the point that he drew blood. Licking and biting at her soft lips, the Joker forced Rachel into battling him for supremacy, their tongues tangling as they bit and groped at one another amidst their passionate struggle.

“Fuck…”

Desperate for his release, the Joker jerked his hips in a frantic succession as Rachel mewled softly, his teeth biting into the svelte curve of her neck as he raised one of her legs over his shoulder. Grunting due to the much needed leverage, he slid in balls-deep and groaned when he felt her fleshy walls part to encompass his entire girth. She was so slick, wet and tight that the Joker momentarily found himself lost in lustful delirium, his lips curling back into a sneer when he trained his gaze upon Rachel’s impassioned countenance. Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was agape as she panted and squirmed beneath him, her hips eagerly bucking up to meet with his thrusts as she gripped at his shoulders.

“Oh!” she gasped, her features contorting amidst her passion, “Fuck, you feel so good…”

Grinning, the Joker soon realized that he wasn’t receiving maximum pleasure from their position, his hands coming about her throat as he yanked her down off the couch and onto the carpet. Ignoring her squeals of protest, he placed both of her legs over his shoulders and smirked when he had her flat against the floor. “Mm, much better” he purred, relishing in his ability to fuck her harder and faster.

Merely panting in response, Rachel groaned when she felt the Joker ram in and out of her soaking center, his hands tilting her shapely hips upward so that he could penetrate her more deeply.

“C’mon, c’mon” the Joker rasped, his teeth gritting as he bucked his hips, “you can do much better than that, beautiful – I not only want to hear you, but I want to see how desperate you are for my cock.”

Moaning in response, Rachel tried to steady herself as his thrusts grew more brutal and rapid, her breasts bouncing as her head repeatedly knocked against the floor. “I…I…” Gasping and gritting her teeth, she dug her nails into the Joker’s backside as he continued to pound her body into the ground, her toes curling as she gave a squeal and arched her back. “Joker, you…oh, God!”

Grunting like an animal, the clown prince steadied her as his hips rocked violently forward, his features contorting in orgasmic bliss as he felt her inner walls massaging his cock. Lowering his head so he could ravage Rachel’s mouth with his tongue, the Joker licked and bit at her lips before plunging his appendage inside her mouth with a frantic growl. Kissing her deeply, he relished in the exquisite taste of her blood and felt his sexual excitement heighten, his hips instinctively picking up the pace as he brutally rammed his throbbing arousal in between her slick walls.

Propping himself up on his elbows, the Joker watched his perspiration drip down from his nose onto Rachel’s cheek, his desire mounting when he watched her bloody lips form the shape of his name. Promptly licking the blood away from her mouth, he groaned at the coppery taste and hissed when her nails broke through the skin of his shoulders, his head tossing back in a lustful shout when he felt her walls contract around his cock. Coming undone, his body tightened like a bowstring as his arousal began to pulse, his hips jerking frantically forward as he emptied his seed inside her in a burst of warm, liquid fire.

Cursing, the Joker withdrew from Rachel’s moist haven with a guttural moan, his cock stirring ever-so-slightly when he gazed upon his conquest’s ravished body. The marks and bruises made him absently lick his lips, his eyes traveling down toward her swollen folds with a grin as he noticed their mingled fluids. “Enjoyed yourself, eh?” he mocked, giggling when Rachel gave a soft moan in response.

“Did I, uh…fuck you better than Harrrvey?”

Rachel nodded weakly. “Y-yes…”

“And the next time you’re with him, who will you think of, hmm? Who will you wish is fucking you instead?”

“…You.”

“Atta girl” the Joker purred, grinning broadly as he rose and pretended to dust off his coat. Pulling his pants up around his narrow hips, he cheerily added, “Now normally I’d make you suck me off again, but since I’ve got people to kill, places to blow up, yadda-yadda, doo-dah, I think I’ll take a rain check on that.”

Rachel stared up at him with comically wide eyes. “You mean…you’re coming back?”

“Oh, I’ll be cumming in all sorts of ways, beautiful!” Giggling at his twisted joke, he wiggled his eyebrows before mockingly blowing her a kiss, a jovial tune escaping his scarred lips as he whistled all the way to the door. Turning back toward her with a dramatic flourish, he added, “And if Harrrvey asks, tell him he can have you on weekends – I’m more inclined to share that way.” Wiggling his fingers, he mockingly called, “Toodle-oo!” before opening the door and stepping out into the night.

Sitting there in bewildered fascination, Rachel pitifully slumped back against the couch and wondered if she’d just had one of the most vivid, ridiculously arousing dreams of her entire life, because if she didn’t pinch herself right at that moment, she knew she sure as hell was never going to believe it.

A/N: Yay, FINISHED! Seemed to take me forever, so sorry about that...hopefully it was worth the wait. Please tell me what you think! ;)