Harvey barely had time to catch his breath when the Joker pressed against him- part of him should have been disgusted but he couldn't bring himself to care where the other's mouth had just been while his skin was still humming. Harvey had always understood balance, one for one, an eye for an eye, and he didn't hesitate to undo the Joker's pants as the man grabbed at him.

He didn't break the buttoning this time - this time, hell he barely blinked at the thought anymore - wondering how the gaudy makeup could always taste so metallic as he tugged the cloth down.