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Idolatry Part 7

Story Title: Idolatry Part Seven
Summary:
Genre: AU OC
Pairing: Desdemona/Joker, Bruce Wayne/Lily, Matilda/Dick Grayson
Rating: R
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd be too busy fucking to write my name...
Author Notes: Comments are love, bitches! Previous stories, over 70 chapters are beneath cut!

Desi left the bathroom, listening to the Joker snore as she walked over to Frost. She looked over his notes silently, leaning onto the desk in her sheer black nightie. "How's it coming?" she asked nicely. Frost shrugged, focusing on his sketchbook. "You did well out there tonight." Desi offered, resting her chin on her fist as she smiled at him. Frost glanced at her, a small grin forming. "Thanks bosslady." he choked out. Desi sat up, touching his elbow supportability. "Are you ok?" she asked. Desi squeezed his arm and Frost lost his composure, turning and kissing her passionately. Desi wrestled from his grip, pushing him away quickly. "What're you doing?" Desi demanded, looking up for the Joker. Frost stared, mouth agape for several seconds as he tried to process what he had just done.

"I can't help it. You strut around in your in little outfits, do you have any idea what that does to me?" Frost stammered, "The Joker's nuts. He has a woman like you and he treats her like an ashtray." Desi ran her fingers across the cigarette burn but said nothing. Frost took a step closer to Desi. "If you were my woman I'd take you a dozen times a day. I'd make you scream my name." Desi's eyes narrowed and she shook, turning to walk past him. "I love J with all my soul." she spat, "I'm going to take this as you having too much to drink. Sleep it off before he hears you." Frost took a step forward, wrapping his arms around Desi's chest as she past him and holding her to him. "I haven't had a drop." he whispered. Desi smelled his sweat and her breath quickened. "I will never stop loving the Joker." she replied softly, "He is my reason."

"I'm not asking for you to love me." Frost whispered gruffly into her hair. "Give me one night, that's all. If you still want the clown at the end of it, I'll take it to my grave." Frost pressed his erection into Desi's hip, and Desi closed her eyes. She smiled despite herself, remembering the arrogance of twenty-something men. "You certainly think a lot of yourself." she commented, "Sure you can satisfy yourself in a single night?" Frost gripped her breasts, and Desi shuddered as she looked up and listened for the Joker's snore. "I won't have to." Frost remarked confidently, "I'll wager that you'll give me a second night." Frost slipped a hand down her body, brushing her panties and Desi turned her face to him. "You'll ask me for it." he whispered.

Desi chuckled sickly, "Well you are amusing if not arousing, that's for sure." she huffed. Frost brazenly brushed her fingers along her lips. "Then why are you so wet?" he asked snidely. Desi slowly succumbed as he continued to hastily pet her, resting her head on his chest as she took deep breaths. "He'll kill us both." she panted. Frost looked down at her, "He'll never know." he replied confidently. Nervous panic washed over Desi's face as he took her hand and pulled her into the back room where he slept. Desi looked down at the dingy mattress on the floor and Frost flushed with worry. He grabbed a large blanket and spread it down, taking Desi's hand as he ushered her onto the bed.

Frost's mind was racing as he placed a pillow at the small of Desi's back to help prop her up. He nervously removed Desi's panties, and Desi wondered the last time her underwear were removed without being destroyed. Desi's gaze was almost mentoring as Frost struggled to remove his jeans. He sighed as he fumbled with his condom quickly, and plunged into Desi, gasping as he buried himself in her. Frost held to Desi's thighs, continuing quick, even strokes as Desi's marveled at the rock hard erection he has maintained since the conversation began. Though Frost was quite aggressive, Desi found the sensation quite tender by comparison, and moaned softly as he grazed against her spot.

"Fuck, you're so wet." Frost groaned, "It feels amazing." Desi chuckled softly, moaning as his testicles slapped against her and he moaned loudly. "God, sometimes I get hard just looking at you." he moaned. "When's the last time you had sex?" she asked, trying to focus as her toes began to curl. Frost sucked her breasts, squeezing them as he replied, "Before the pen, a year maybe." Desi's eyes rolled back in her head. "My condolences." she replied. Frost slammed into her a few harsh times, squinting as he came. He called out, thrusting a few sporadic times before he stopped. "That was incredible." Desi said, touching his hair. Frost held to her, "What am I going to do?" he panted, "I can't stop thinking about you. Already, I desperately want to fuck you again."

Desi said nothing as Frost rested on his chest, growing hard again as he lay between her legs. "Johnny?" Joker called, and Frost panicked, looking up at Desi. Desi panicked, grabbing her lingerie as the Joker called again, "Johnny!" Desi closed her eyes and Frost turned to the door as the knob began to turn. Frost held him breath, closing his eyes as he heard "Johnny! Wake up, Johnny Johnny Frost! We have to go." Frost opened his eyes, realizing he was in his hammock alone. Above him was the Joker, tapping his foot impatiently. "Well?" Joker demanded. Frost looked around, panicked. "I'll be right out boss." he choked out, startled. Joker turned and walked out in a huff, and Frost took a deep and calming breath.

Frost nearly fell out of his hammock, realizing he was wet and groaned at himself. Come on Johnny, get it together! he thought. He looked at the mirror as he began to change and sighed. Dammit, Johnny, you're in trouble. Desi tapped on the door, and Frost pulled up his fresh pair of jeans to his waist as she called to him. I'm in big trouble. He thought, turning to meet them.


Matilda heard the door open, but didn't leave her bed as Dick came bounding into her bedroom. "Time to get up." he announced, pulling the comforter from her. Matilda stared at the lamp, and Dick dropped to the corner of the bed and rubbed her feet. "Come on, Mattie. This can't go on forever. I need you out there." Matilda pulled her arms from her face and looked at him. "I'm just like her." she mumbled. Dick grabbed Matilda by her arm, pulling into a sit facing him. "No, you are not." he said sternly, "We are more than the sum of our parts. If we try." Dick nodded at Matilda, and she teared up. "I lied to you." she spat. Dick wiped a stray tear, his tone softening. "I know." he replied kindly, "You had your reasons, and not because you're her." Matilda looked to the ceiling. "I'm sorry." she said, crying. Dick hugged her, rubbing her back gently, "Shhh. You have no reason to be."

Dick pulled Matilda back so he could look at her. "Do you love me?" he asked. Matilda was stunned but the question, but looked around for a moment and replied, "For a while now." Dick smiled, "Then come with me." Matilda wiped her eyes, confused and Dick explained. "Bruce wants me to retire. He isn't prepared to turn Gotham over but fighting crime is all I know. I've been doing it half my life." Dick held to Matilda, "You could come with me and leave Gotham and everything attached to it behind." Matilda thought for a moment, "Where would we go?" she asked. Dick smiled, "Blüdhaven. We'll go to Blüdhaven." Matilda laughed quietly and Dick took her hands, "I love you Mattie." he said seriously, "Come with me." Matilda closed her eyes, and as the image of Liam floated through her mind she said, "I'll go with you." Dick loomed over her, taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately. "Everything is going to be different now." he soothed, "We can be the crime fighters we've always wanted to be."


Pamela snarled, crumpling the paper in anger as she sat at the small breakfast nook. "An industrial park? The simpletons!" she yelled, "It's a natural marsh with hundreds of forms of fauna!" Pamela threw the paper past Crane, who watched it sail by humorously. "Professional woes?" he mused. Pamela looked angrily at him, "This city has no respect for plant life!" she complained. Pamela ran her fingers over her lips, "There must be a way to terrorize the city planning board." she mused, "Make them back off." Crane retrieved the crumpled paper with a frown, "Now you're talking my language." he commented, "If there's one thing I know, it's terrorizing." Pamela smiled, leaning in as her eyes shined. "I do have these seed pods..." she reflected, "I could handle the plants." Crane nodded, smoothing the paper, "I can handle the fear." he replied.

Crane looked at the headline, his expression falling as he read about the retirement home. Crane sighed, studying the story silently as he finished his herbal tea. "Let's do it." He said suddenly, looking across at Pamela. "You know, my vitriol usually extends to all humanity..." she said silkily, spraying her pheromones in the air. "but I think you and I are going to make quite a partnership." Crane continued reading, sniffing as the perfume wafted in the air. Pamela began to form the plan in her mind, narrowing her eyes as she watched Crane read. "What do you think Johnathan?" she soothed. Crane opened the paper to continue the story. "I think the pheromone spray is too strong." he sniffed. Pamela pursed her lips, leaning back as Crane chuckled. "If you want to work with me, keep it professional." he commented dryly, "Leave the tricks at home."


Frost tried the whole day to avoid Desi, which is a pretty neat trick during a heist. Luckily for them, stealing supplies was as easy as walking in and taking them now that they left the city in stitches. Desi grabbed her bag and walked into the building happily, but the Joker lingered, calling Frost to his side. "I need to go do some private business concerning the organization." the Joker commented, "But I promised Desdemona a night out, and I'm a man of my word." Joker clicked his tongue as Frost flicked a toothpick to the ground. "I want you to take her out tonight while I'm working. Show her a good time, keep her happy. I should be out late, and I don't want to hear about it tomorrow." Frost swallowed hard. "You can count on me boss." he said, staring up at the building.

The Joker chuckled to himself, "Of course I can, Johnny Johnny. Shouldn't be hard. Just make sure she's satisfied until I return." Joker began walking down the street, and a lump formed in Frost's throat.


If you're lost, check out the first story, "What a Little Moonlight Can Do"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...And it's Sequel, "Ain't No Sunshine (When She's Gone)"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part Three, "Fearless"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part Four, "Mother's Ruin"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part Five, "Desdemona's Return"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part Six, "Idlewild"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

..or Part Seven, "Idolatry"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six
Tags: featuring: alfred, featuring: batman, featuring: bruce wayne, featuring: dr. crane, featuring: gordon, featuring: scarecrow, featuring: the joker, featuring: two-face, genre: au, genre: het, genre: movieverse, genre: multi-chapter, pairing: bruce/ofc, pairing: joker/ofc, rating: nc-17
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