— ricochet (joker x reader)
the warmest night he ever felt, he spent with you.
warnings: language, 18+ for suggestive actions
Sound waves of thunderous skies ricocheted against raindrop covered glass. Vibrations emitting off the wooden floor boards were faintly felt by the individual talking gentle steps through the hallway. They carefully maneuvered over hoards of books, photographs, and whatever else their companions deemed as “precious research,” all while hoping they did not spill the fragrant, piping hot cup of tea they held in the grasp of their delicate hands.
A soft sigh passed their lips as they successfully reached their goal. They paused, momentarily, afraid of removing either of their hands from the teacup to prevent a result of their natural clumsiness. To ensure the contents remain safe, Y/N turned themselves to the side and used their head to tap on the door.
Y/N smiled at the sound of muffled footsteps from beyond the door. Their smile growing wider, as did the door, while they set their sight on the dark haired man.
The man ruffled their hair before moving aside to make room for his lover to enter their shared room. Y/N placed the piping cup of tea onto the messy desk. The man walked up to Y/N and grasped their hands within his own.
“They’re warm,” The man muttered, seemingly caught up with his own thoughts.
“You’re cold,” Y/N responded, their eyes gazing into their lover’s only.
“Aren’t I always?” A chuckled rumbled from the depths of his throat as he affectionately squeezed his lover’s hands.
“Shouldn’t you drink the tea to warm up? I made it extra special for you,” Y/N teased as the man released his grasp from their hands. He turned to his desk and made a reach for the tea.
“You’re too good for me. Y’know?” His reponse had caught Y/N off guard as they expected the usual snarky or teasing response from their lover. Before Y/N had a chance to respond, the man reached to take a gentle hold of Y/N’s arm, pulling them into his arms.
“Joker-“ His lips interrupted Y/N as he tilted their head and sealed the space between them with an abrupt kiss. His tongue not being the only form of matter to pass through their lips, as Y/N felt warm liquid coat her mouth, allowing the tea Joker had passed through to travel down her throat. The moment cut short as Joker pulled away as abruptly as he committed the initial action with the well known shit-eating grin his lover was well accustomed to.
“I thought you’d like some,” Joker laughed as his lover shook their head, feigning disapproval. He slid his hand over the outline of their jaw, gently tilting their head to have them face him once more. “I actually have a proposition for you,”
“Hm?”
Joker grumbled to himself as he released any hold he had on them. Gently, he pushed them aside as he took a seat upon the edge of the bed. Y/N hadn’t felt offended, as they were used to his variety of reactions to situations. Odd or not, they saw them all before.
No words exchanged between the duo as Joker continued to mumble to himself, hands dropped over his lap as his attention focused onto his bare feet below. He felt the faint dips into the bed from behind, but made no move to acknowledge his lover.
“Can I touch you ...from this angle?” The sweet voice of his lover momentarily broke him from his thoughts. With a quick response of “yes,” he felt the warmth of his lover’s bare arms mix with the warmth emitting from his bare chest.
Joker resumed to his thoughts. All, of course, of his lover. In his twenty-eight years of life he lost hope in humanity and constantly questioned his own. The hell he went through left an ever present hole in his heart he swore could never be filled. Little did he know, a pesky fire soldier had made their way into the darkest depths of his heart and somehow ignited the fire in him he never knew he had.
He recalled the moments they shared with one another that allowed him to lower his guard and completely gave himself to them ...almost.
Y/N had been aware of Joker’s past, completely. They were grateful the man had they stumbled upon in The Nether during their unintentional adventure had meant no harm to them and ended up being the hero they had been in desperate need of. Unbeknownst to Joker, Y/N had been hero he unknowingly sought after all his life.
Countless nights of sneaking out, on Y/N’s part, had lead them to learn the secrets of the man who called himself Joker. Joker, unexpectedly, found solace in Y/N and selfishly used his mysterious guise in hopes of keeping Y/N around as much as possible. He had been successful and found himself lowering his guard until he fully put his trust into Y/N to tell his story and ultimately found something as foreign as love in them.
The lovers had been content with the trust and love continuously growing between. Joker, admittingly, found the world “less sucky” once Y/N entered into his life. Although content, Joker had lately been yearning to go further. The loving, innocent touches and kisses between the duo had satiated Joker for prior years of their relationship, but lately he wished to go further.
Joker snapped back to reality as he felt Y/N kiss the top of his shoulder. The softness and warmth of their lips left a burning sensation upon this skin where they left their kiss. Joker balled his fists and pressed them harshly into his thighs. “Y/N,” Y/N peered over Joker’s shoulder as he turned his head to meet their gaze. Y/N released their gentle hold and pulled away from the man as he swiftly maneuvered out from his previous position and used a hand to press his lover into the mattress and hover over them in silence.
“What are you thinking about?” Y/N broke the silence. Joker smirked before leaning to steal a quick kiss from his lover before returning to hover over them.
“You, It’s always you,” Joker chuckled as he watched his lover’s features crimson at his words. “It’s funny but I’m going to be serious here, alright?” Y/N stared into their lover’s eye and nodded. They reached to gently run their fingers along Joker’s face before moving their hand to rest upon the pillow above their head.
“You know the great anti-hero loves you, right?” Y/N nodded. “Now that’s established. I’ve been needy. Needier than you. It’s gone unsaid, but I appreciate how patient you have been with me. Especially when it should be the other way around. You’re a handful,”
“I am not a handful,”
“Brat. I’m talking,” Y/N giggled, recieving a glare from their lover. “As I was saying before I was interrupted. I didn’t think you’d want to be with someone like me. Unlike you, i’m not pure. I’m as defiled and unclean as the rest of these scum in this shithole,”
“Joker,” Y/N interrupted him from continuing. Their chest tightened as their heart dropped while they recalled the events of Joker’s past he confided in them long ago. “The trauma of your past does not define you. I love you as you were. I love you as you are. I love you, always. You don’t compare to anyone and especially not me. I love you,”
Joker chuckled. “See, this is why I firmly believe there is a small chance we, as humans, are granted some type of fairytale ending. Even if everything else in the world is a shithole of lies,” Joker closed the space between the two of them with a soft kiss. He broke away to hover again. “To finally answer your question. I’ve been wondering how exactly we’ve been married for a few months or so now and have been together for a total of two years plus and we haven’t fucked,”
“Joker!”
“Calm down, my sweet brat. I have been thinking though. I appreciate you placing boundaries within our relationship to help me. It’s been something I didn’t know I needed to get me where I am today. Without you? who knows. You have helped me overcome so much and even allowed me to make friends with your shitty friends,”
“Jo-“
“Shh. I’m almost finished. I’ve been patient with myself and allowed myself to properly learn to love you. I’ve already given myself to you in more ways possible, even by practically giving you my life. You are mine, forever as I am yours. Now, let me completely give myself to you and you give yourself, completely, to me,”
Y/N nodded and muttered a breathless “yes.” They reached above to tangle their hands within the silky, raven locks belonging to the man they love as he ran his tongue along their neck, randomly leaving gentle bites. Joker continued to tease their skin as he undressed them until they lay exposed beneath him and he hover over them just as exposed. Joker leaned down to capture his lover in one of many kisses the night holds, reaching to hold their smaller hand into of his larger one. Breathlessly, they pulled apart. Y/N nodded, consenting to Joker’s nonverbal question. Soon after, Y/N’s back arched as Joker completed the first step of the lovers, at last, completely giving their affections and love to one another in the highest physical form. The night continued with no intentions of rest as the room filled with the lovers musk and chants of “I love you,”
