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Introduction into seduction	By : Triyune Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 1382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don’t own Batman nor the Joker and I don't make money from writing this fic.

Chapter List
- 1-Introduction into seduction
- 2-Solstice
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Summary:
The journey of a man which finds himself at the center of attention of another man he barely thinks to know.
The Joker's POV of events.

Solstice
His person came into view, manifold like waves, he spread towards me like a warm, gentle ocean with waves surging in timescape.
He opened his eyes and space came into being, right in front of my eyes, exploding in one big bang like the beginning of the universe. Stars, millions of stars glistened in the milky waves of this parallelic universal sea.
They radiated a light so warm that it made the ice melt in my soul. Long lashes moved through the air, taking worlds with them, lifting them up and sending them into the black skies lingering on his forehead, his hair.
It bore the tear of a god. Slowly, a drop of transparent, lucid water mingled with salt travelled a strand of blackness down towards his eyebrow. When it was about to part with the strand it slightly changed its form, becoming more conic. A world was mirroring itself in it, his soul, compressed to a single drop of water, atoms fuelled by the heat of his passion, vibrating in the frequency of his heartbeat, modulating the tiny world’s reality.
It lost contact and freed itself, sliding down the hilly surface of his forehead skin, laid in wrinkles. The trail of soul particles the drop left shimmered in the faint light.
Striving towards fusion with the bigger self, it descended, still, and finally, touching the safe haven and spreading in the fine black hair of his eyebrows, returned home.
Below that forest there was resting another drop, going deeper than the other. It was black and stretched, like a tunnel, into nothingness, since there was no light at the end of the tunnel. It stretched into the void of a world where the sun was carefully wrapped in a fine net of cotton wool. The changes on its surface were hypnotizing, going from dark red to orange and moving into yellowish white. This was the core, the heart of the sun.
Erupting into the void around it, it set the rhythm for the mind and the physical body.
It was warm there. Until it turned cold. He closed his eyes and took the world from me. I couldn’t wait for him to open them again to give me back that space.
He returned them to me, these deep black tunnels going into something he wouldn’t show to anyone.
A sudden move made me lose contact again; it was replaced by something which invited me to take another journey and explore that matter he was made of.
White, smooth and clear, his teeth emerged out of the dainty peachy rose which framed them now, touching them so gently and lovingly. It was a sharp contrast to the darkest black I had ever seen before in his eyes. Anti-matter.
They moved upwards, like barriers releasing a stream of nothingness.
He smiled.
Refocusing, I suddenly saw the whole thing, the totality.
The black skies, raining, releasing drop after drop which fell down to disappear in the depth of the black, which, connecting with that nothingness between white purity and rosy flesh, made the atmosphere for the small, warm sun at the core.
Surprising, how such a small sun could move this body.
His world was shaken by an extraordinarily heavy eruption of this tiny sun. Passion assembled in the blackness and travelled the way into being, through his mouth. His tongue darted out to reach me.
The essence of his mind and his soul, materialized in his body, touched me. Immediately, two worlds shared information, inferred, then deducted and finally concluded, that yes, the matter was compatible, thus, fusionable. Thereupon, they gave up tension and submitted themselves to each other, merging under nervous convulsions, atoms fired by the heat of their passions, until they became one organism.
Moving in the warm caverns of a sacred place, they danced to the rhythm of the solar eruptions taking place in both bodies, finally having tuned in and vibrating in the same beat.
Then, the rest of the heavy, sluggish mass moved together. One single beat in the universe. Heated, solid but pliable strings of energy moved it. When they touched, they rekindled the small suns and they fed on it, growing, becoming larger, larger and lighter until they were rotating, gleaming balls of light. It sparked their minds to transcendence and so they did, moving beyond the blackness, the void, to a holy, old place.
It was older than anything else; it had been there already before anything else had been and it had preserved itself over the trillions of years. It was pure, purer than anything else which had ever come into being.
Unchangeable, unalterable and unmutable, it was there, protected by stone walls of unconscious matter, waiting for the moment to be freed.
Love.
Their suns touched and fused, the power of that eruption shook the stones and broke the walls. As their suns’ rays touched that inside it disploded. The energy which was set free went through solid and liquid mass, changing their beat. It surfaced in a ripple of laughter. The reaction was unexpected.
Something moved. Awoken by a call no one would have thought it would be heard or even pronounced at all, it opened up. Streams of pure life sought to push their way through dry canals, bringing life with them, bringing ecstasy with them. Small, delicate tendrils unfolded to receive this precious gift by the heart, greedily sucking in the liquid.
It stretched, it grew and elongated, focused energy and corresponding matter. A surging sea of different colour than the black deluged the forgotten places with life until they were full and fit.
All mass was moving in perfect unison, their suns pulsating in synchronicity, their fingers spinning around each other in a magic and secret dance, tracing paths and unravelling knots of tension, leaving healed wounds behind. Respectfully and tenderly, they explored each other, careful not to hurt but to soothe. Their touch set the surging sea in motion every time anew; sensation interpreted by the tactile processors sent along to the pulsing, gleaming sun to stimulate another outburst.
It was more than I could take.
Energy, so vivid and so pressing that it could barely be held anymore had gathered in it, seeking release.
Fingers, like salvation itself, lay down on it, burying doubts, grief and regrets under a warm layer of warm liquid, spreading. One single drop.
The feeling it left for the sun was sui generis. Experiencing that for the first time, it sent out one strong throb which reverberated in his entire body, flooding his veins, his arteries and his blood vessels with a kind of matter which was searing hot, almost burning him inside.
When it reached the top it broke through.
Everything lost its meaning. A moment of profound nothingness, centering around a small, craving soul, pounding so hard at the sensation of this totally unknown feeling that it shook the entire body. Outer substance and inner space merged and he felt the intense embrace of another world.
It corroded the imperfections. It washed away the pain. It spilt and took it all with it, only leaving immense plains of wavering bliss behind. A light so bright that it could not be perceived shone down on it. It irritated his eyes, he opened them and it made a single tear assemble in the corner of his open eye.
In complete silence, it departed and streamed down his glowing cheek, intensifying the heat.
Compassion touched it gently and kissed it away.
The sun turned brighter, so bright that it turned everything into nonexistence.
At the moment of being torn apart, he exhaled and choked the sun. It would have ripped him apart and he couldn’t take it.

The man opened his eyes. He was still sitting there like before, looking back at him. But he had changed. The colour of his suit had changed, the surface of his skin had changed, the center of his eyes had changed, the fuel on which his mind and soul was running had changed.
Paralyzed by the awareness of an entirely new world, he gazed back. He would need some time to accustom himself to this world he had just discovered. And he needed some time for himself.
With stiff legs and a scorching heat between them he got up from the chair, faltering. It shook his world, but not hard enough. It could never be shaken hard enough anymore for this sensation to be forgotten again.
He dealt him one last look, the sun pulsing hard and making him get in touch with the eyes of the other man for one more time. The memories of a moment out of time and space pushed through and formed a smug smile on his face.
“Sorry, pal. I’m straight.”
He rushed into the darkness looming around him, waiting to swallow him up and he disappeared, leaving the other man behind.
The thoughts which were whirling in his mind didn’t allow him to get some rest. As his core was starting to turn a little colder again, colder but never cold again, he shivered with loss. He had never noticed that he had been cold before. Only now at seeing the warmth he knew what coldness felt like.
Shaken to the core of his self, he climbed the steps to his room. His mind was empty and though, his thoughts racing. He fell down on the bed, drained, though restless.
He had not heard the sound of his voice. He had not been given a note with numbers which he could dial and he had been deprived of the most vital connecting link between his experience and reality.
A name.
Why should he have asked...
The third question had just materialized into electric stimulation, being translated into something like an admitting confession.
He had tried so hard to ignore that thought after having noticed how devastating the answer to the first two questions had been. And he had managed to push it away during his presence. However, now that he was gone, it pushed itself on him.
He closed his eyes and turned to the side.
Gone.
He felt troubled because he knew that he would never forget this moment.

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