Joker took the dull metal and ran it across her neck lightly from ear to ear and wrapped his arms around her, he bit down on her neck harshly as his fingers dug into her sides, if she wanted to play rough he would play rough.

Angel's entire body seized in his arms, "F...fu...fuck..." she whispered as her entire body gave little jerks everywhere.

She was looking up at her ceiling, her entire neck wide open as her slightly damp hair cascaded down over her back and across his arms. Her chest was pressed tight against his, causing the wet tube top to start rolling and chaffing against her sensitive skin. This was a great start, to a very understanding relationship between the two.

Angel's sharp nails sank into the flesh of Joker's back as she clutched him to gain some purchase amongst the near blinding flashes of pleasure jolting through her. Somehow Angel managed to get out, "Don't stop," some where between a moan and a gasp.

Joker's hands found what he was looking for, he undid his belt quickly and wrapped Angel's hands behind her back as his teeth ground in deeper. He let go and smiled, "This more of your type of game?" He let the belt go and dragged both hands across her sides before biting at her shoulder.

Angel's mouth was opened in a permanent groan of pleasure. Joker was most defiantly not Deon. Deon would have never even tried to bite her.

"Yeah, my kind of game," Angel grunted out with a grin as she struggled against his grip, "Might as as well make you work for it," she moaned as her top finally slipped completely off.

With her hands tied she couldn't do much, but there wasn't a need for hands when all of her power was in her legs. She shifted pulling her feet under her legs once more and shoved her weight towards him.

Joker wrapped his arms around her tightly pulling her into a bear hug as his teeth clenched on her neck again, her bare chest against his was soothing and exciting at the same time. His fingers raced down her side and he used his strength to rip her bottoms off leaving her naked on him. "You wanted rough, here we go." He lifted her again and threw her onto his bed pinning her roughly but carefully by her neck.


Hours later Joker smiled and brushed the hair from her face, "So, the type of beast you imagined?"

Angel stretched out next to Joker like a large content cat, "Even better of a beast then I imagined," she said leaning closer to his hand.

She could feel the bruises forming on her hips and across her neck and shoulders from his bites. It was a good after pain feel, while the bruises might be ouchy in the morning there would be plenty of reminders of Joker.

Angel laughed softly as she dragged her sharp nails lightly over Joker's chest, "So what about you, you enjoy yourself? An you finally decide that my habits are kosher enough so I don't have to get hosed down again?"

"Don't get yourself in any trouble and we won't do that again, though sometimes it's best to hose down a kitty in heat." He nipped at her nose lightly and then nuzzled her. "I'm like a panda, visciously disguised."

"I don't know what your talking about," Angel said innocently as she crinkled her nose, "I never get into any trouble, not that I ever get caught causing trouble. Well if the hosing down leads to this, I'll be a kitty in heat happily."

She laughed again and ran her fingers down his scar ridden chest lightly, shoulder to hip and back up again, "Yeah a giant cuddly vicious slightly evil panda, who looks way more appetizing when he's all laid out like a sushi platter for this kitty."

Angel almost couldn't held herself as she nipped lightly at his chest and pulled herself so she was crouching over him, her weight resting on her knees as her hands continued to run the length of his torso.

Joker moved his hands behind his head and looked up at he smiling lightly. "Careful, you aren't the only one hungry." He smiled widely and bucked his hips up quickly.

Angel bit her bottom lip on one sides as her lips slipped into a smirk, "Well then I'll just have to feed the both of us."

She leaned forward and nipped a path down his muscular chest, she knew what she wanted as her teeth detoured slightly and snapped at his hip bone before stretching back up his body. This time wouldn't be as carnal as it had been the first time, well with two animals involved it might devolve into that once more.

Angel glanced up at his face for a moment before sinking her teeth into the place above his heart, as her nails wrote in script across his belly, 'Diablo de Sangre'. It was as far as she would go when it came to leaving mark on him, though he was free to leave as many on her as he liked.

Purring softly in her chest she let her hips meet his as she placed both her hands on his chest and pushed away so she could look at him.

"You can do whatever you want to me," He smiled and winked at her slightly as his hands moved over her body. She kept good work on her cars and even more so on her self. Aside from what he had done to her she was amazing. He decided to work slower this time and less vigorously. "The best ride of my life." He laughed.

Angel snorted against the hollow of his neck, "I will gladly take that as a compliment. Gladly take you for a ride any day of the week," she mumbled as she sank her nails in slightly as she pushed back once more.

This was well worth him hosing her down because she was stuck between memories.

His hands worked over her slowly massaging and working out her body, his lips trailed over her tasting and testing her body. He grasped her and pulled her closer kissing her lips. "You are great. I'm not like anyone you've been with before." He smiled and ran his lips across her throat lightly.

"Considering there has been a grand total of three guys including you, your right your not like anyone I've been with before. But that's alright the others have been too gentle with me, always trying to believe I was fragile and breakable. They could never understand how durable I can be, not like you've realized by now," Angel purred out as his lips ran her neck as her fingers griped and grabbed at his chest and back to have something to hold on to as she continued moving.

She was like a well oiled and well loved machine, if you treated her right, she'd show off everything she had. If you didn't treat her well she either held back or she got mean and vicious, her nails cutting into skin as her teeth snapped and made welts. Joker knew how to treat her right.

He spun her around so that her back was to him and he sat up pulling her to his chest, his hands slid over her body pressing into it and exploring it, the night before had been so fast and brutal he didn't take the time to appreciate her. Joker was defiantly appreciating her now as his lips trailed the back of her neck and smelled her hair deeply his chest expanding and letting out air slowly.

Angel groaned in appreciation as his hands pressed into her, seemingly mapping her body out. She enjoyed the roughness of his hands over the bruises and the wounds that he had inflicted on her already the night before.

He was more then she could hope for, as his breath fanned over her shoulders and hair sending goosebumps rippling down her arms and back like wild fire. She was very happy that she had offered up the extra room.

Joker moved her like a doll, his hands were forceful and controlling but knee what he was doing how how not to hurt her. "I can't always play rough." He said softly her her ear as he pressed against her tightly and grazed his teeth over her neck.

"Yeah but I love it when you play rough," Angel groaned out as her body jerked under his teeth.

Her hands clenched on the air around them before she wrapped an arm around his neck as her other hand sank her nails into his arm. Everything was pulsing and moving, her entire body as shifting with his every move. Angel’s breathing was becoming labored as she released his arm and grabbed one of her breasts. She was trying not to lose everything sound she had left, not that Joker’s manipulations were helping her at all, as she could feel him repeatedly tapping spots that tended to undo her.