Fanfic-Dirty Mood

Heed the warnings here. This one is especially um…strange.

Author: Kanike
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Joker has some ‘fun’ with a victim after blowing up Gotham General
Disclaimer: Joker’s not mine…but oh if he was…
Warning: Bit of implied slash, noncon sex, graphic sex, character death, Nurse!Joker
A/N: This one is just pretty damn weird, but so is he *shrugs*. Just wondering what kind of euphoria he was in after causing all that destruction, and along came this messed-up little tale…

The Joker was in the mood. Not just the mood to blow up hospitals and terrorize an entire city, but the mood for terrorizing someone. Not just anyone though. His victim had to be carefully chosen, just the right kind of person. When he felt like *this* he needed a very special girl to satisfy his craving.

He scanned the hostages they’d taken on the bus from the hospital. Where was his special date for the evening? He wasn’t going for looks, it could be any girl as far as that went. Fat, skinny, rich, poor, pretty, ugly…didn’t matter to him. What he was looking for was that one girl that would cringe when he looked at her, who would cry when he touched her, and, most importantly, who would beg for mercy when he fucked her. He was in the the filthiest mood of his life, he thought, and someone was about to have their psyche wrecked. Who would be his lucky girl?

He almost missed her. He was stalking up and down in front of the frightened crowd of people, trying to check out everyone when on his third pass, he saw someone hiding behind two people, all the way to the back against the wall. ‘Think you’re clever?’ he thought. He stopped, walked right up to the front of the small crowd and stared at the person hiding in the back. Female, shy, very scared. Winner.

He started to make his way through the crowd, they parted like the Red Sea before Moses, and he was soon looming over his prey. She sat with her knees drawn to her chest, her arms wrapped around them. She was facing sidewise, and didn’t look up at him. She was already cringing, trembling. He was already getting a hard on.
“You. Come with me.”
She shook her head, hugged her knees tighter.
“I’m not ASKING you, sweetie, I’m TELLING you. Come with me.”
When she didn’t move, he smirked slightly, then grabbed her hair. He smiled at the yelp she gave, and he started dragging her by the hair.
“Stop! Stop…please!” she begged, her voice quiet, she wasn’t screaming, she was just hoping no one would look at her. He could tell.
He didn’t stop though, he dragged the girl until she struggled to her feet and walked behind him, her hair still in his grasp.
“You know what I’m gonna do to you?” he growled. Silence. “I’m gonna fuck you.” This brought a gasp from the girl, and she began to struggle with him. She tore out of his grasp and tried to run back to the people from the bus, even though there was no escape or help there. Joker was faster than her, and he caught her, climbed onto her back and subdued her, then ripped a piece of her shirt off and tied her hands behind her back. The last anyone saw of her was her wide and pleading eyes as he dragged her away across the floor by an ankle.
“Help me…” she whispered to a man in front, and he turned away.

Joker eventually found a spot he could be alone with his victim. He really didn’t care if the entire bunch of them watched what he was about to do, but didn’t want to be bothered with any bullshit if anyone tried to stop it…including his own guys. Never could tell about them. Most of them had probably never seen the type of things he was about to do done to anyone. He hauled the girl all the way into a room and dropped the leg he’d been dragging her by.

“You don’t like me?” he giggled.
“No…I’m afraid of you!” she said.
“Good! I’m glad! But…you might start to like me. Maybe.” She’d struggled to her knees and he crouched in front of her. “You think I can make you feel good?”
She cringed, made a disgusted grimmace and said, “No! Not unless you let me go!”
“Wanna know what I have on under my little skirt?” he giggled at the violent shake of her head and continued, “I got all…pretty under here, just in case a certain person showed up. I thought, just MAYBE that person would come along and catch me and we’d end up appreciating each other’s company for a while…” the girl dropped her eyes and looked at the floor. Joker grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her head back so she’d look at him, growling “Look at me…” under his breath. He continued his monologue, “But looks like that’s not to be. Now there’s you. I’ll have to make you appreciate it instead. Yeah?”

Her eyes were darting around the room, looking anywhere but at him. He let go of her and stood up, standing almost up against the front of her. She had nowhere to scoot away to, so she could only kneel in front of him as he grabbed her hair again and used it to rub her face against his erection. “You don’t wanna know? Hmm?” he whispered.
His only answer was a soft moan.
“Lemme show you.”
“Noooo…” muffled, against the white fabric of the nurses uniform he still wore.
He held her against his dick with his right hand, while his left began to pull up his skirt. He slid it halfway up his thigh and stopped. “I got something up here for you.” he giggled and he heard a small sob. His dick was REALLY hard by now. “You wanna see…” he said. He reached up and hooked a thumb in the light pink underwear he wore, and pulled them down enough for her to see them peeking out. “Take ‘em off me the rest of the way.” He commanded.
“NO! I’m not going to…” but she got no farther, and her head snapped back from a hard slap.
“No? NO! Well! For that, I gotta punish you.” he slapped her again, harder this time. “Tell me you’re sorry.”
“Please don’t do this, please let me go!”
“NO NO NO! You are not giving ME the proper RESPECT! Now you gotta SHOW me how sorry you are!” he pulled her face against his bare thigh and told her, “Kiss it.”
“Oh please…”
“Kiss it NOW!” he said. “If you don’t, I SWEAR I’ll dig your eyes out with my fingernails. Want that?”
She began kissing his thigh, and he petted the top of her head and murmured , “Lick now…lick me good.” he grinned at her licking his hard, lean thigh, lapping at it like an ice cream cone.
“Good enough?” she said, just wanting him to stop and leave her alone.
“Yes..very good. Now take ‘em off me. With your teeth.”
She looked up at him, cheek pressed against his thigh, “Nooo…” and began to whimper at him.
“No! No whining. Just do it, or else!” he clawed a finger towards her right eye.

She closed her eyes, and shuffled up to him closer, leaning on him to keep herself up. His body looked slight under the nurses uniform, but felt hard as a rock. He had an almost frightening strength to him that she didn’t want to see the bad end of. Her tongue touched him tentatively again, and slid beneath the side of those out-of-place little pink underwear as he held them out for her. She heard him moan, and then give a low chuckle as she drew them into her mouth and got hold of them with her teeth. She pulled them down, slowly, and had a rather awkward time of it having no hands to help her. He certainly was little help, and did nothing else but watch her struggle.

She had to give an extra pull as they hung up on his hard cock, she felt it pop out, and shuddered. “I bet…” he began, smiling an insincere smile down at her, “…that you’re wondering exactly what that’s going to feel like when I’m fucking you with it. Aren’t you?” She shook her head and he laughed. “Liar.” he sneered.

She worked his underwear down further, and he pushed her away, slipping them off the rest of the way. She was trying to work her hands loose, and didn’t see him about to shove her over with his foot. She cried out as she landed on the floor, and Joker kicked her over on her back, standing astride her and looking down at her.

“Please don’t do anymore…please! Why are you doing this? Why me?”

“Why not you?” he smirked as he crouched down on her, giggled at her pleading, and sat on her stomach, her breasts between his thighs. “Hmm? Tell me. Why NOT you? You’re perfect for me.” He wiggled slightly, trying to find the most comfortable spot for him, the least comfortable for her. He hiked the skirt of his uniform up, but not high enough to reveal anything to her yet. He just wanted her to dwell on it. She’d have a face full soon enough.
“Get OFF me!” she said.
“Oh hush.” He told her, and ran his hands over her chest, up and down. “You got nice little tits, honey. I wanna SEE…” without further warning, he ripped her shirt down the front, and grinned at the fact this one wore no bra. “Oh! Right to the point! Less I have to work through, I know you want me to hurry!” he rose up slightly and tore the rest of her shirt away so she was naked from the waist up, before settling on top of her again. She could feel the heat of his bare crotch on her, his weight pressed it down on her even more.

Now there was nothing in the way and he admired the sight of her naked breasts resting against the insides of his thighs. His grin was practically a snarl as he stared her in the eye and worked his thumbs around both of her nipples. He felt her trying to get some leverage on the floor with her legs to buck him off, and he grabbed both her breasts and squeezed hard.
“I can hurt you ver-ry MUCH.” he said, and leaned down to bite her hard on the neck as he squeezed her breasts even harder.
She screamed and seemed to lose what little control she had, “Someone PLEASE help me! HELP ME!!” she implored, hoping anyone would come save her from this psycho. Anyone at all.

“Didn’t like that?” his thumbs resumed brushing against her nipples, gently now, and in spite of herself, she felt her body respond to it. Joker picked up on this, and purred, “Oh yeah…you want me. You know you want me.” He quickly slid down her body so he could run his long, hot tongue over first one nipple, then the other. She twitched underneath him, became still, and he looked up at her. They stared each other in the eye for several seconds, and he kissed her, or actually licked her, across the lips. He began grinding his hips on her, and he grinned.

She fought down the odd wave of desire as fast as it came about and said “I don’t WANT this! No no…get off me, let me up…GO AWAY!” she tried to throw him off again, but he just tightened his legs on either side of her and forced her to be still.

“You are entire-ly too loud.” he was up on all fours over her now, and reaching back over her head for something, he growled in aggravation, then sat back down on her, very hard, knocking the wind out of her. “Now, I have to make you quiet.” she saw he had the little pink panties he’d made her take off him earlier in his hand. He dangled them over her face. “Open up!”

Her eyes widened in horror at what he was about to do, and she closed her mouth tight, turning her head to the side, trying to get away from him. He just grabbed her by the hair and forced her head back to the front. He shifted further up her body, until he was right on her chest, and he pinched her nose shut. “Say ‘Ahhhh’ for Nursie, now. Don’t fight it…” she held out as long as she could until lack of air forced her to open her mouth, and when she did, he shoved them in.
“There’s a good girl!” he said, giggling at her. “Let’s get it all in there…” and he slowly poked them in all the way. He sat back with his hands on his hips, looking down at his gagged victim and told her, “I am going to teach you the MEANING of quiet. In fact, you’re about to become as silent as…the grave.”

Muffled whimpers from his victim.

“What’s that? I’m sorry, I didn’t catch what you just said.” he said, mocking her. Her head moved from side to side, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

He slid up his skirt again, winked at her, and then grabbed the sides of her head by the hair. “You’re goin’ out, babe.” he giggled.

Before the horrified girl could comprehend what Joker was up to, he’d moved himself up over her face, and begin to grind himself on her there, cutting off what little air she could get, and smothering her. He felt his cock and balls all over her face, and felt her struggling to get a breath somewhere, and he’d never felt so horny in his life. She was trying to move her head to the side and he didn’t allow it, he used her hair to pull her face up into his crotch even tighter. He wanted to knock her out completely, but didn’t want to kill her just yet. She was going to wish he had before her time was over.

His eyes closed, and his head leaned back in bizarre ecstasy, he relished the feel of her struggles beneath him, and her pitiful moans. Her struggles began to weaken, and he knew it was just about time…didn’t want to go too far. Not yet…almost…he let go of her hair and sat back on her just as she passed out. He watched her try to gasp in a breath, and still couldn’t through the gag in her mouth. He pulled it out, and let her draw in a ragged breath.

“You learn your lesson about quiet? Did ya?” he poked her in the head. “Hmmm?” He smacked her in the face. “Hey! Wake up, girlie! Answer me!”

She came around slowly, focused on him, still sitting on top of her, and burst into tears.

“Gawd!! Do I have to do it AGAIN?” he planted his hands on either side of her head and stared down at her.

“No…no you don’t. I’ll be quiet, I promise!”

“Might do it again anyway. That felt SO good! I liked that! I never did that to anyone before.” He became coy, licking his lips and giving a sly grin. “I’m so hard right now I just want to…” he began to unzip the front of his dress. “…cum. OH I wanna cum!” He reached in and took his dick in his hand leaning forward and rubbing it all over her face. “Got something else for your mouth, little girl.” He whispered.

She had nothing to say anymore. She knew this was most likely the end of her life, and there wasn’t much she could do about it. Maybe if she did exactly what he wanted he’d spare her. She’d attempt to live with the humiliation, but at least she’d still be alive.

She closed her eyes as he knelt over her face again, and opened her mouth for him. “Oh! You’re ready now? Yeah, I knew you’d be wanting this, and you DO want it don’t you?”

“Yes, I want it. I’ll do anything.” she kept her eyes closed, hoping she could block some of the horror out.

The Joker caught on to this too, he knew exactly what she was trying to do. “You gotta watch me, sweetheart. Open your eyes and watch me.” He ran a hand though her hair, oddly gentle. “C’mon now, don’t make Nursie get mean again.” she reluctantly opened her eyes and resisted the urge to become completely hysterical.

He didn’t say another word, and wasn’t at all gentle as he pushed his cock into her mouth, stretching it open. She gagged as it hit the back of her throat, wanting to get away from him, but there was no chance of that. He held her by the hair and slowly fucked her face, drawing his dick in and out as she watched. She tried to think of anything else besides what he was doing to her.

He was going at her faster now, and she felt like her jaw would come unhinged. Fortunately for her, smothering her earlier had brought him to a height of arousal he could barely contain, and soon enough he moaned, gave a deep grunt and shot a hot load of semen into her mouth.

“Swallow it, bitch.” he growled. Then giggled. “It’s GOOD for you! Little protein shake to keep up your strength, huh?” this made him laugh. She gagged at the salty taste of him.

Finally, he got off her and knelt next to her. He simply watched her heavy breathing, then laid down next to her, and snuggled his body against hers. “Are we…done? Can I…go now?” she said, not looking at him.

He shook his head, smiling an eerie, insane smile. His fingers were tracing her nipples again. “Am I pretty?” he asked.

“What??” she said turning to look at him.

“Am I pretty? In my little dress…all dressed up for you…oh YESSS…” he sang in a whisper. She felt icy chills run down her back. This man was utterly disturbed beyond the point of all understanding.

“Like my scars? You do, don’t you.” he rambled. “Like ‘em all up close to you…oh yes it’s TRUE…you certainly DO!” he whisper-sang again, rubbing the side of his face against her, nuzzling there. She felt the soft, unnatural ridges of his scars sliding against her, she tried to fight down the revulsion.

“You and me are different see? You and me and me and he…” he moved his head down to her chest and rubbed his scarred cheeks against her breasts now. “You don’t like me, but I like you…” his head nuzzled into her neck now, rubbing there like a cat trying to put its scent onto an object, “…and all the things you want to do…” he stopped and giggled obscenely into her neck. Kissing her there now, sucking at her skin, leaving his mark.

He popped up suddenly, staring intently into her eyes. “Wanna know how I got these scars?” he said brightly, coming out of the strange trance he’d seemingly been in. His body rolled liquidly on top of her, and she winced, her arms in pain from her weight (and his) being on them for so long. He crossed his arms over her chest and rested his chin on them, running his tongue over his lips, licking at the scar in his bottom lip. “Hmmm? Wanna know?” He seemed very comfy up there, sprawled over her.

Unsure of how to answer him, she just nodded, praying it was the response he wanted.

“A long, long time ago, in a shitty little town far, far away…or not so far away…” he giggled; bit his lip in an almost-adorable way, “I lived in a cute little shack with my lovely little family…my mommy and daddy and…all my uncles that mommy brought home when daddy was at work and…” he rolled his eyes and laughed. She shuddered. “…there was a man up the street that liked to give me things. He gave me CANDY and TOYS and HUGS too! Lots of hugs! He was such a nice man!” Joker’s thighs tensed and tightened up on either side of her body, he rocked back and forth a couple times before continuing. “He always laughed at my jokes, even though they were all pretty bad, and told me I was such a CUTE little clown! That I always made him so hap-pee.” He flicked his tongue out, licked his lips again and
went on. “One time, the man must have had a bad day, because he tried to get me to do something very naughty with him, and when I WOULDN’T…well he…” Joker’s hand came up and his finger caressed her cheek, tracing a line from the corner of her mouth and back. “…he took a knife and did this to me! He said I wasn’t being funny anymore, and that wouldn’t do.” His hand gripped her jaw and forced to look into his darkening eyes. “It just wouldn’t do. He told me I was MUCH cuter when I had a smile on my face, and that now I’d ALWAYS be smiling! So…so…” he pushed himself up on his hands and hovered over her, pressing his hips into hers, grinding them there. “Whatcha think? Do I look happy? He do a good job?” He smiled way too wide, showed his teeth, and then giggled.

She felt her mind start to tear away at the hinges.

“Now, I’m gonna fuck ya.” he said simply. She stared up at the ceiling. The lights were too bright, and she couldn’t even scream.

He was muttering strange things to himself, and taking occasional licks at the corners of his mouth as he knelt next to her again, and placed a knee across her chest to hold her still, even though he didn’t have to as she was still bound. He just liked the feeling of total domination. He wasn’t rough and he didn’t rip her pants off her as she expected him to do. Perhaps this was even worse, the feel of his hands slowly undressing her, and her body being jerked slightly as he tugged at her clothes was unnerving…and he TALKED to her! He kept up a steady stream of nonsense as he worked her pants down her legs. His progress was hung up on her shoes and he took those off, setting them very neatly next to him on the floor.

She didn’t understand anything he went on about. Most of it had to do with someone he’d ‘visited’ in the hospital before he blew it up, and a lady falling off a building, and Batman. Then there was rambling about anarchy and money and…none of it made any sense to her at all. His demented voice went up and down in pitch, and sometimes he’d give a little giggle to punctuate a point, which was even scarier than some of the things he said.

She felt the cool air all over her body as she finally lay there naked with the Joker hovering over her. He parted her legs and sank down on his knees between them. “I’m gonna give it to you…” he whispered, looking down at her, then up into her eyes. “You want me, don’t you?” he was pulling his skirt back up, running a hand along his thigh suggestively as he did it. “Huh? Don’t you!”
“Do whatever you want to do. I just don’t want to DIE!” she said.
“Well thank youuu for your kind perm-ission!” he snapped.
He laid back over her again, his face in her neck, stringy, greenish hair tickling the side of her face. His hands ran along her body, and she felt his hips move as he pushed inside her. He raised his head to look into her eyes and smirked. “Mmmm…nice and WET for Nursie…”

And as much as she really didn’t want to face it, what he said was true.

“By the way, do you even know who I am?”
She wanted to turn and look at him in surprise, but she just couldn’t make herself do it. She didn’t WANT to see him. “Know who you ARE? Of course I know who you are…OWW!” she exclaimed as he thrusted into her hard.
“Ya know my name?” he was grinning now, breathing heavy.
“I know what they call you.” she said, hoping he’d hurry and be done with her. It hurt.
“You sure are tight, sweetie! Been awhile for ya?” he giggled. She said nothing. “Maybe you just never had a man like me? Huh? Have ya?” He moved his face right up in front of her, nose to nose with her. He closed his eyes and rubbed his nose against hers. “I bet…” he groaned, and thrust into her slowly, pulling out just as slow, “…I can make you say my name.”

She turned her head away from him.

“Hey!” he was tapping her with his finger. “LOOK at me! I’m SO pretty, why wouldn’t you wanna see me?” she said nothing to him, and he became annoyed.
“Fine, sugar. You don’t have to look at me then. How about…” he got off her, and rolled her over on her stomach, “…we do it this way then? Hmm?”
She moaned as he grabbed her hips and pulled her on her knees. She was surprised to feel him fiddling with her bonds, and he untied her arms. She could barely feel them anymore anyway.
“Hands and knees, babe. Let’s go. I’m fucking HORNY and I’m sick of messing with you.”
“I CAN”T! My arms feel…dead!”
“OK. Fine. Let’s make all of you feel dead then, shall we?” his arm snaked around her throat and pulled her backwards. Almost too fast for her to comprehend, he had rolled them over, wrapped his long legs around her, and was squeezing her like a python. The arm around her neck was tightening also, and things started to gray around the edges. She reached up to the arm that was squeezing her so hard, and tried to make him loosen his grip. She felt the fiery heat of his body behind her as he held her, his hard dick, the growling in her ear. He was finished toying with her.

He unexpectedly released his victim, and shoved her face first onto the floor, pouncing on top of her. “You’re gonna liiiiike it…” he said as he shoved inside her again. He was grinding his pelvis into her, sheathing himself inside her completely. He changed the angle of his thrusts and put all of his weight on her back, forcing her hips to rub against the floor. As she felt his arm wrap around her neck again, forcing her head up, she also felt his harsh breath in her ear.

“OH! Please…” she said, trying to struggle out of the chokehold he had on her. She felt herself becoming aroused in an almost detached way, her body just responding to the stimulus.
“I can FEEL that! See? Told you that you’d like it. Told you I’d fuck ya good.” his arm tightened further, and she started to lose consciousness again.
“You know my name. What is it?” he shoved inside, slowly drew out, pressed her into the floor as he went back in.
“Let…go…” she gasped, barely able to draw in a breath, but feeling a terrible, wonderful feeling below her waist. In the very back of her mind, she thought that if he wasn’t the…thing…that he was, that he’d be an incredible lover. Every part of his body seemed to move in it’s own filthy way. It was almost as if he was made for sex.

“Tell me…say my name.” he rasped in her ear. “I’m gonna make you cum…” and as wrong as it sounded, what he said was right, and it wouldn’t be long either. Not much longer of his cock sliding in and out of her, and his warm, hard body pulsing her into the floor, even his arm around her throat cutting off her air…

“OH! JOKER!!” she wanted to scream it, but couldn’t because of his strangling grasp.

“HAHAHA!!! I win I win!” he said, and tightened his arm very hard. “I always win.” he gritted his teeth with the effort, and his victim enjoyed her last breath. She still twitched around him.

He backed away from her, smiling, lightly chewing his bottom lip, then giggling a little. “Damn, I needed that.” He looked around, to see if anyone was watching, then climbed onto her back and finished himself off, groaning as he did.

“I’d say your name too, honey, but I never did catch it.” He ruffled her hair, then pulled her head around a bit, tapped her cheek. “Ya hear me? No?”

Joker stood up over the girl’s body. “Don’t make ‘em like they used to. Girls these days just can’t hang.” He smoothed the front of his nurses outfit, stepping over her nonchalantly, and muttering, “Now where is that fucking news guy?”