Yes He Does

The cold icy air in the headquarters inside the lost and found, nipped at Joker’s bare skin as he stood completely naked, his pale cock hanging free after the orange jumpsuit hit the floor. KGBeast’s eyes lingered a second too long, his thick tongue sliding across his lips while the front of his tactical pants visibly tented.

“Eyes up here, big boy,” Joker teased with a crooked grin and chuckle. Though he didn’t cover himself. “Or are we doing the whole ‘welcome to Russia’ initiation right now?”

KGBeast let out a low chuckle. “Later. Put these on.” He tossed Joker a folded black suit with a blood-red dress shirt and tie. As Joker dressed, KGBeast adjusted his own obvious bulge before leading him deeper into the KGB Headquarters.

They entered a dimly lit briefing room heavy with cigarette smoke and the scent of strong vodka. Four figures were already waiting around a polished oak table.

KGBeast then clears his throat before speaking "These are the other members of our KGB unit here in Moscow we have Red Widow, The Hammer, Frostbite and Babushka."

These are all people Joker has never heard of before, the grin on his face gets followed by chaotic laughter.

Red Widow's sharp emerald eyes immediatly scanned joker up and down "so this is the clown prince of Gotham?"

The Hammer grunted as he cracked his knuckles, Frostbite took a swig from his flask while Babushka chuffed on a cigarete.

KGBeast clapped a heavy hand on Joker’s shoulder. “He’s here to help us with the new operation against the American-backed targets in the region. Boss wants him involved personally.”

Red Widow stood up slowly, hips swaying as she circled Joker. “We should… properly welcome our guest first.” Her fingers brushed his red tie. The Hammer chuckled deeply. Frostbite’s eyes gleamed with cold mischief.