Joker isn’t attempting to be quiet as he runs through the forest. He is deliberately leaving a trail for me to follow.
I know that he can run faster than most people (including me), and has been trained in stealth.
This is a game that he is determined to lose.
I grin wickedly as I speed up. My heart hammers in my chest.
Joker is just in front of me. His coat whips in the wind.
I growl, before I leap.
Joker laughs — fucking laughs — as I snatch him by the scruff of the neck and drag him backwards.
He struggles, while I slam him against a tree. He squirms around, until he is facing me.
I pin him in place with my arm.
Joker grins like he has won. “Help! What shall I do? I am caught by the big, bad, Alpha. I should never have risked walking through this wood to my grandma’s house. My, what big teeth you have.”
“All the better to eat you with.” I nibble teasingly along Joker’s neck, and he groans.
“My prey.” I lick up and down Joker’s throat, as he shivers.
Then I take him by surprise by reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out one of his many small knives.
“I have no idea how that got there, officer,” Joker deadpans.
“I’m impressed by how you’re able to combine so many roleplays.”
“It’s a talent.”
Joker is panting but he shows a trust that means more than words can, as I draw the flat side of the dagger down his sweater, before pressing the sharp tip lightly against his crotch.
He stills. “Careful, baby.”
“Hmm.” I slice through Joker’s trousers with deft movements to reveal his underwear.
He is breathing hard.
I reach into the hole that I have created, palming over his crotch.
He is hard like I knew he would be.
“I promised that if I caught you, I would fuck you…” I withdraw my hand, before slicing through the panels of his underwear, which fall through to reveal his hard, pierced cock.
“I didn’t think that I could find you hotter.” Joker is staring at me with admiration. “But you’re the only one who I prefer handling my weapons than me.”
“I should have known that you’d call your cock your weapon.” I grip Joker’s dick firmly in my hand.
Joker gasps into my kiss, which is passionate and claiming.
He shakes, as I press the knife against the naked skin of his hip, while working his cock with powerful, long strokes.
I am overwhelming him.
I break the kiss, lowering my head to suck and lick up his throat.
“Alpha,” Joker moans. “I adore you…”
