"Shit, Joker-" As soon as the name left his lips he hated himself a little more, not bothering with the humiliation or irritation and instead released a shaky breath.
He grabbed some of the unnaturally green hair, pulling the clown away with more care than he would normally afford- for himself more than the madman. His free hand wrapped around his own length and with groan he released. When he opened his eye all he could see was white black and red in a permanent grin, and the sight some how was not as repulsive as it should be, only a worn image he had come to know.
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Date: 2009-03-26 11:29 am (UTC)He grabbed some of the unnaturally green hair, pulling the clown away with more care than he would normally afford- for himself more than the madman. His free hand wrapped around his own length and with groan he released. When he opened his eye all he could see was white black and red in a permanent grin, and the sight some how was not as repulsive as it should be, only a worn image he had come to know.