AUTHORS NOTE; A LITTLE BIT OF SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER

Chapter 13

PREVIOUSLY…

Suddenly The Joker rushed at her, trying to push her into the barrel of chemicals. Lilith was a step ahead of him though and grabbed onto an overhead pipe. The Joker stumbled but stopped just before the edge as well. He looked up just in time to see Lilith swing from the pipe and dropkick him. He went flying into the wall with a thud. Lilith landed on the floor and pulled out her pistol and pulled the trigger…

The Joker's heart skipped a beat as the gun was shot and he felt a piercing pain in his neck. She had only grazed him but before he could even process that she had the burning barrel against his forehead.

"You have one second to tell me your game before I blow your head off," Lilith growled, in a dark voice that The Joker could only guess was the last voice the Lupus's victims ever heard. He grabbed her wrist lightly, grinning.

"You uh, you said that you wanted to forget about your past," He said chewing on his lip and staring into Lilith's hazed eyes. Lilith's frowned for a second before chucking.

"The chemicals didn't cause you to lose your memory, J, at most they may have messed with the chemicals in your brain affecting your ability to feel fear and shame and impulse control, but my bet is a hard hit to the back of your head caused the memory loss."

The Joker cocked his head to the side, his smile faltering slightly. He opened his mouth to speak but Lilith swiftly moved the gun from his forehead into his mouth.

"You need to understand that I am not someone you can control, manipulate, and scare. I am your medic... your friend. I am not your partner in crime. I will not be Lupus again," She explained firmly, The Joker taking in every word she said, he knew that she was different, and he wanted her, "Think about it on your walk home."

Before The Joker could comprehend she said, he was knocked unconscious by the butt of the gun. Lilith bent and kissed the unconscious criminal on the cheek before walking off.

Lilith sat calmly on her bed, listening as her front door slammed shut.

The Joker was home.

His footsteps echoed through the building before stopping outside her door. She cocked her head to the side curious at the hesitation before the door swung open. The Joker was staring daggers at her, a bruise forming on his forehead from where she had knocked him out. They stared at each other for several moments, the silence deafening. Lilith slowly stood up unsure of what The Joker was going to do, but what she wasn't prepared for was being pushed up against the wall, his lips capturing hers, roughly kissing her furiously. Lilith kissed back just as roughly, running a hand through The Joker's green hair. She pulled on his hair, making The Joker break the kiss and moan.

"To Gotham, you are my medic… in private you are my Queen," The Joker growled possessively before sucking and biting his way down her neck, his hands pulling her flush against his body. Lilith moaned at the feeling of his hard cock pressing in between her legs. She ripped open his shirt, the button breaking and scattering around the room. She ran her hands along his muscled stomach, feeling the warmth of his skin on hers. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and dropped it to the ground. The Joker flicked out a pocketknife and swiftly cut away Lilith's shirt.

"That was my favorite shirt, J," Lilith mocked, pulling The Joker's head back by his hair. The Joker gave her a cocky grin.

"Punish me then toots," He said huskily.

Lilith pushed him onto the bed, straddling his waist, rotating her hips slightly feeling his cock rub against her clit. The Joker moaned, digging his fingers into her hips, his own hips bucking up to add pressure to the movement.

"Don't tease me, Lilith…" He growled out darkly before Lilith chuckled just as darkly.

"Punish me than J," She mocked back, her teeth grazing his neck. This broke the last bit of control The Joker took control and they spent the rest of the night solidifying their unholy union.