Black Bat’s eyes went wide. She had a face in her head, she knew what it was. But she was mute! She couldn’t say anything!
Meanwhile, Batman was trying to think of an answer. But it was hard. Hard to not just keep looking at the Joker, at how hot the Joker had become. At imagining those thick ruby red lips around his cock while that long, curly green hair bobbed up and down between his legs.
* * *
“Okay, Harley, let’s talk,” Batwoman said as she cracked her knuckles. “And don’t make me cross.”