I would lavish you, and hold you in my arms. Hatred long forgotten, replaced by love that over heats my skin. I'd take you anywhere you want, with my hand in your own. Taking care of your every need, helping you in whatever way that you want me to.
My kisses would touch every inch of your skin, to replace all of the bruises and scars that I inflicted before. Because your skin is so pale that even a pinch is noticeable. Touches that are gentle, caressing you with my affection.
My Joker, my greatest rival in wits, and my lover.
My kisses would touch every inch of your skin, to replace all of the bruises and scars that I inflicted before. Because your skin is so pale that even a pinch is noticeable. Touches that are gentle, caressing you with my affection.
My Joker, my greatest rival in wits, and my lover.
(Bruce's POV)