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Title: Think it Through
Fandom: Batman (comics)
Character(s)/Pairing: Bruce/Selina
Rating: M for mature
Summary: Bruce’s first moment of intimacy with Selina
“Wait, so this means you’re going to let me walk? I didn’t think i’d get to you that quickly”.
Even though his most of his face was buried under the cowl, Catwomen can tell Batman’s face was scrunched up at her dig.
“Don’t make me regret this, Because it won’t happen again next time”.
Catwoman just rolls her eyes at what she presumes is a hollow threat.
“I’ll try not to be a bad kitty”.
Batman lingers as he watches Catwoman latch on to a street pole with her whip as departs from the entrance.
Upon leaping onto a second story roof top, Selina began to question what just happened. she wasn’t expecting to be saved by the very same person who was chasing her, nor did she expect him to willingly let her go. but what Selina found to be the most unusual aspect of her first encounter with Batman was the last bit of his lecture. “When you steal, think it through”, these words buzzed in her head during the whole trip back to Lola’s place.
Lola was one of the few people Selina trusted enough that she could talk to, plus it also helped that she was Selina’s main source of Intel. Her shared appreciation for cat’s pretty much sealed the deal. As she crept into the third story window of Lola’s apartment, she was greeted by none other than her feline partner in crime, Isis. The snow white cat purred loudly as Selina rubbed it’s ears. Lola must of heard it too, as she walked the room, wearing her pink bath robe and fuzzy slippers.
“I take it the heist went well”.
As Lola brushed back her blond hair and put on her glasses, Selina simply kept stroking Isis’s scalp.
“Sorta”.
Lola latched on to her vague response and decided to press the issue.
“Define sorta”.
“My partner and i managed to pull it off. it was the getaway part that got a bit messy, thanks to some wannabe cop with a bat fetish“.
Lola frowned as she took in what Selina just said.
“So the rumors are true, how did you lose him”.
“That’s the weird part, i didn’t. He let me go”.
“Okay i want details”.
So Selina walked her through her entire skirmish with Batman, with Lola beaming at all the juicy details. After analyzing all the tidbits, Lola came to a revealing conclusion.
“He likes you”.
“Well i’m known for having that effect on men, what’s your point”.
“My point is that he must of really seen something special in you to let you go, especially considering he has never been this lenient on female criminals in the past. That or he want’s to get in your paints”.
Selina couldn’t help but chuckle at this, the very idea was something she had entertained on the way here. As comical as it was, she wondered how the Batman handled himself in a flirty manner. His stoic presence wasn’t any indicator, it only made Selina more curious.
After retrieving Isis from Lola, Selina made it back to her apartment at around four a.m., hoping to get some sleep. She quietly walked passed the living room crawling with feline companions to her bedroom, where she sheds her catwoman outfit and changes into comfortable nightwear. The last thought passing through her mind before rested on her bed and fell asleep was how comfortable she had felt in Batman’s arms as they crashed through the window of that abandoned cathedral, uttering the words
“Don’t worry, I got you”.
{scene break}
Later that week, Bruce was down in the batcave typing on his computer. Alfred came down with breakfast, noticing how deeply focused he was on his PC screen.
“Nothing like spending the entire night on the web huh Master Bruce” Alfred jests.
“I’m looking into a cat burglar I encountered the other night. According to what i could dig up, several police reports indicated her as a suspect of multiple robberies. Though her description doesn’t match anyone in the database, I’ve narrowed down the field to about forty possible candidates”.
“Don’t tell me this your ‘Bad girl’ phase. Surely you can find a lively girl who doesn’t have a record for a date”.
Taking his tray from Alfred, Bruce focused back on the screen.
“I need you to narrow down the field based on these screen-shots the feed on my suit was able to capture”.
“Yes Master Wayne”.
Making short work of his meal, Bruce made his way out of the batcave through the secret clock entrance with Alfred right behind him. As he walked into the kitchen. Bruce was greeted by none other than his 'sons’ Dick and Tim eating breakfast, both still dressed in the same sweats and tank tops they slept in.
“Hey Bruce, you look like you haven’t slept” Tim observes.
“Long night looking up leads”.
Bruce is about to head out the door Until Dick calls after him.
“Stepping out? did you at least eat something”.
“And whats the rush” Tim adds, with his mouth full of sugary cereal.
“I’m just going to finish preparations on the charity ball at the end of the month, i want the venue to adequate for the specifications i had in mind”.
“Well at least wear a fresh shirt before you step out the door” Tim points out.
Dick also points out the dirt stain on Bruce‘s slacks
“And a clean pair of slacks wouldn’t hurt either”.
After changing into fresher clothes, Bruce made his way to his grey Lamborghini parked in front. Twisting the keys into the ignition, the car roared as it took off for the streets of Gotham. It was a great morning to drive, the skies were clear and the sun was bright as Bruce raced through the highway. Bruce began to slow down as he approached his destination, a luxury hotel at the east end of Gotham. Lucky enough, there weren’t a mob of paparazzi as he stepped out of his car for vale parking.
“I should get out early in the morning more often” he thought.
As he was about to walk into the revolving door of the hotel, a woman exited from the door. She wore a white blouse with a grey skirt barely covering her knees, and resting under a full head of black hair were pair of crystal blue eyes. On top of all this, she had an hour glass figure any guy would go crazy over. As she walked passed him, not paying him the slightest bit of attention, Bruce couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. But chasing skirts would have to wait, he had to make sure this hotel would be the perfect venue for the ball his company would host. he was going to make an important speech regarding the future of Gotham.
After walking in and getting a good look at the main lobby, Bruce’s phone began to buzz. it was Alfred.
“I may have a hit on the cat thief you were looking for, after narrowing down the pool of forty possible suspects using the pictures you took, and running them through the custom facial software, i discovered a Ms. Selina Kyle. sending you her profile now”.
As her record now adorned the screen of Bruce’s smartphone screen, he found him self staring agape at a picture of the woman. This was the same woman he had just seen in front of the hotel, albeit with shorter hair and green eyes.
{scene break}
Later that evening, Catwoman stopped by Lola’s place to discuss her next job. Lola walked into her living room where Selina sat with Isis, Holding a folder containing info on her next job. “There’s a stash house near the Gotham fish market where a new player in the mob is holding his ‘clean’ money that’s waiting to be deposited”.
“Whose the new crime boss” Selina asked.
“Oswald Cobblepot”.
Selina looked up from Isis to Lola with a grin.
“Meow, go on”.
“He’s storing his money there until he can deposit it in multiple off shore accounts, your best bet is sneak your way in. the place is crawling with his foot soldiers”.
“Then that’s my ticket in, take care of Isis for me”.
With that Catwoman jumped out of Lola’s window with her whip in hand. this heist would be like stealing candy from a baby. And since she was targeting the mob, that would keep Bats of her back.
The Gotham fishmarket was at the lower end of Gotham, near the pier. As if the chill from the ocean winds weren’t bad enough, the overpowering smell of fish was enough to even make a catlover puke. It had caught Selina off guard as she approached the warehouse. after hopping from building to building, she found the place.
“Zola wasn’t kidding”.
Catwoman saw the armed guards at the front fence of the place. she then noticed the east wall was rather close to building on her right. With a well placed rope, or in her case a whip, she swong onto the building unnoticed. upon climbing through the window, she heard a couple of henchmen laughing. Them slacking of only made her job easier. “Now that i’m in, let’s find that stash”. According to Lola, the stash room should be at the third floor. Catwoman skillfully made her way through the place, evading passing guards as she clung to the ceilings. After using the vents to go up to the third floor, she found found her self at her desired location. there was just one problem, the room with the money had four guards. Selina reached for a pellet of knock gas from her suit and dropped it from the vent above the guards. in seconds, the gas filled the room as the guards coughed and passed out. after the gas cleared, Selina quietly dropped into the room. “Jackpot”.
{scene break}
Catwoman quietly crept through the window of her apartment, Placing the duffle bag full of money on the floor in front of her closet. She would simply deposit in several accounts in small amounts to avoid the feds from catching onto her. Catwoman then flicked on the lights only to find her self in the presence of none other than Batman.
At first Selina was a little shaken, but a grin then appeared on her face.
“Well if it isn’t tall, dark, and gloomy. Don’t get me wrong, the stalker vibes i’m getting from you are flattering, but if you wanted to meet me you could asked for my number last time” she jests.
“What were you sneaking around that warehouse earlier Selina”.
Catwoman felt a small shiver as her name escaped his lips, it caught her off guard how good he was at digging up info. But it was even more noticeable how smooth his voice was as he said her name. If Selina actually was part cat, she would of purred.
“Just relieving Mr. cobblepot of some funds that he doesn’t need”.
“I can’t let you hold onto that. Besides, that dirty money will have the police on your tail the minute you spend it”.
Selina simply giggled as she sat down on her bed and kicked off her boots.
“Hey, i was just taking your advice. And that money isn’t dirty”.
“Either way, your putting your self in danger, sooner or later all of this will catch up with you. And i would hate to see your talents go to waste”.
Selina then walked up to him, now standing face to face with the bat.
“But that’s not the only reason want me to clean up my act is it”.
Batman opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Taking this as her confirmation, Selina got a little bold and placed her lips on his. Breaking out of her kiss after ten seconds was one of the hardest things Bruce had done in his life, the softness of her lips were all to enticing. But as heavenly as it was, this didn’t change the circumstances between them.
“Selina, we shouldn’t be doing this”.
“I know, and that’s why want to”.
She pushed him onto the single person sofa and embraced him with a deep kiss as she sat on his lap.
It didn’t take Bruce long to get to start contributing to this intimacy as he began placing gentle kisses on her neck. This caused Selina to let out a loud moan as she pulled down the zipper to her catwoman outfit. Finding himself staring at the two mounds of soft flesh that lay before, Bruce was about to object. Selina simply placed a finger on his lips.
“You keep your mask on, i’ll keep mine. And don’t worry i have protection”.
Bruce simply nodded as Selina removed his utility belt and raised his top, revealing hardened abs. He then removed the black leather hugging her body as their lips remained locked together passionately. Bruce then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, where upon landing on her bed, she grabbed a condom from her drawer. As Bruce was about to enter, she rolled him over and wagged her finger.
“I get the top, you get the bottom”.
Oddly enough, Bruce didn’t object.
fin
Fandom: Batman (comics)
Character(s)/Pairing: Bruce/Selina
Rating: M for mature
Summary: Bruce’s first moment of intimacy with Selina
“Wait, so this means you’re going to let me walk? I didn’t think i’d get to you that quickly”.
Even though his most of his face was buried under the cowl, Catwomen can tell Batman’s face was scrunched up at her dig.
“Don’t make me regret this, Because it won’t happen again next time”.
Catwoman just rolls her eyes at what she presumes is a hollow threat.
“I’ll try not to be a bad kitty”.
Batman lingers as he watches Catwoman latch on to a street pole with her whip as departs from the entrance.
Upon leaping onto a second story roof top, Selina began to question what just happened. she wasn’t expecting to be saved by the very same person who was chasing her, nor did she expect him to willingly let her go. but what Selina found to be the most unusual aspect of her first encounter with Batman was the last bit of his lecture. “When you steal, think it through”, these words buzzed in her head during the whole trip back to Lola’s place.
Lola was one of the few people Selina trusted enough that she could talk to, plus it also helped that she was Selina’s main source of Intel. Her shared appreciation for cat’s pretty much sealed the deal. As she crept into the third story window of Lola’s apartment, she was greeted by none other than her feline partner in crime, Isis. The snow white cat purred loudly as Selina rubbed it’s ears. Lola must of heard it too, as she walked the room, wearing her pink bath robe and fuzzy slippers.
“I take it the heist went well”.
As Lola brushed back her blond hair and put on her glasses, Selina simply kept stroking Isis’s scalp.
“Sorta”.
Lola latched on to her vague response and decided to press the issue.
“Define sorta”.
“My partner and i managed to pull it off. it was the getaway part that got a bit messy, thanks to some wannabe cop with a bat fetish“.
Lola frowned as she took in what Selina just said.
“So the rumors are true, how did you lose him”.
“That’s the weird part, i didn’t. He let me go”.
“Okay i want details”.
So Selina walked her through her entire skirmish with Batman, with Lola beaming at all the juicy details. After analyzing all the tidbits, Lola came to a revealing conclusion.
“He likes you”.
“Well i’m known for having that effect on men, what’s your point”.
“My point is that he must of really seen something special in you to let you go, especially considering he has never been this lenient on female criminals in the past. That or he want’s to get in your paints”.
Selina couldn’t help but chuckle at this, the very idea was something she had entertained on the way here. As comical as it was, she wondered how the Batman handled himself in a flirty manner. His stoic presence wasn’t any indicator, it only made Selina more curious.
After retrieving Isis from Lola, Selina made it back to her apartment at around four a.m., hoping to get some sleep. She quietly walked passed the living room crawling with feline companions to her bedroom, where she sheds her catwoman outfit and changes into comfortable nightwear. The last thought passing through her mind before rested on her bed and fell asleep was how comfortable she had felt in Batman’s arms as they crashed through the window of that abandoned cathedral, uttering the words
“Don’t worry, I got you”.
{scene break}
Later that week, Bruce was down in the batcave typing on his computer. Alfred came down with breakfast, noticing how deeply focused he was on his PC screen.
“Nothing like spending the entire night on the web huh Master Bruce” Alfred jests.
“I’m looking into a cat burglar I encountered the other night. According to what i could dig up, several police reports indicated her as a suspect of multiple robberies. Though her description doesn’t match anyone in the database, I’ve narrowed down the field to about forty possible candidates”.
“Don’t tell me this your ‘Bad girl’ phase. Surely you can find a lively girl who doesn’t have a record for a date”.
Taking his tray from Alfred, Bruce focused back on the screen.
“I need you to narrow down the field based on these screen-shots the feed on my suit was able to capture”.
“Yes Master Wayne”.
Making short work of his meal, Bruce made his way out of the batcave through the secret clock entrance with Alfred right behind him. As he walked into the kitchen. Bruce was greeted by none other than his 'sons’ Dick and Tim eating breakfast, both still dressed in the same sweats and tank tops they slept in.
“Hey Bruce, you look like you haven’t slept” Tim observes.
“Long night looking up leads”.
Bruce is about to head out the door Until Dick calls after him.
“Stepping out? did you at least eat something”.
“And whats the rush” Tim adds, with his mouth full of sugary cereal.
“I’m just going to finish preparations on the charity ball at the end of the month, i want the venue to adequate for the specifications i had in mind”.
“Well at least wear a fresh shirt before you step out the door” Tim points out.
Dick also points out the dirt stain on Bruce‘s slacks
“And a clean pair of slacks wouldn’t hurt either”.
After changing into fresher clothes, Bruce made his way to his grey Lamborghini parked in front. Twisting the keys into the ignition, the car roared as it took off for the streets of Gotham. It was a great morning to drive, the skies were clear and the sun was bright as Bruce raced through the highway. Bruce began to slow down as he approached his destination, a luxury hotel at the east end of Gotham. Lucky enough, there weren’t a mob of paparazzi as he stepped out of his car for vale parking.
“I should get out early in the morning more often” he thought.
As he was about to walk into the revolving door of the hotel, a woman exited from the door. She wore a white blouse with a grey skirt barely covering her knees, and resting under a full head of black hair were pair of crystal blue eyes. On top of all this, she had an hour glass figure any guy would go crazy over. As she walked passed him, not paying him the slightest bit of attention, Bruce couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. But chasing skirts would have to wait, he had to make sure this hotel would be the perfect venue for the ball his company would host. he was going to make an important speech regarding the future of Gotham.
After walking in and getting a good look at the main lobby, Bruce’s phone began to buzz. it was Alfred.
“I may have a hit on the cat thief you were looking for, after narrowing down the pool of forty possible suspects using the pictures you took, and running them through the custom facial software, i discovered a Ms. Selina Kyle. sending you her profile now”.
As her record now adorned the screen of Bruce’s smartphone screen, he found him self staring agape at a picture of the woman. This was the same woman he had just seen in front of the hotel, albeit with shorter hair and green eyes.
{scene break}
Later that evening, Catwoman stopped by Lola’s place to discuss her next job. Lola walked into her living room where Selina sat with Isis, Holding a folder containing info on her next job. “There’s a stash house near the Gotham fish market where a new player in the mob is holding his ‘clean’ money that’s waiting to be deposited”.
“Whose the new crime boss” Selina asked.
“Oswald Cobblepot”.
Selina looked up from Isis to Lola with a grin.
“Meow, go on”.
“He’s storing his money there until he can deposit it in multiple off shore accounts, your best bet is sneak your way in. the place is crawling with his foot soldiers”.
“Then that’s my ticket in, take care of Isis for me”.
With that Catwoman jumped out of Lola’s window with her whip in hand. this heist would be like stealing candy from a baby. And since she was targeting the mob, that would keep Bats of her back.
The Gotham fishmarket was at the lower end of Gotham, near the pier. As if the chill from the ocean winds weren’t bad enough, the overpowering smell of fish was enough to even make a catlover puke. It had caught Selina off guard as she approached the warehouse. after hopping from building to building, she found the place.
“Zola wasn’t kidding”.
Catwoman saw the armed guards at the front fence of the place. she then noticed the east wall was rather close to building on her right. With a well placed rope, or in her case a whip, she swong onto the building unnoticed. upon climbing through the window, she heard a couple of henchmen laughing. Them slacking of only made her job easier. “Now that i’m in, let’s find that stash”. According to Lola, the stash room should be at the third floor. Catwoman skillfully made her way through the place, evading passing guards as she clung to the ceilings. After using the vents to go up to the third floor, she found found her self at her desired location. there was just one problem, the room with the money had four guards. Selina reached for a pellet of knock gas from her suit and dropped it from the vent above the guards. in seconds, the gas filled the room as the guards coughed and passed out. after the gas cleared, Selina quietly dropped into the room. “Jackpot”.
{scene break}
Catwoman quietly crept through the window of her apartment, Placing the duffle bag full of money on the floor in front of her closet. She would simply deposit in several accounts in small amounts to avoid the feds from catching onto her. Catwoman then flicked on the lights only to find her self in the presence of none other than Batman.
At first Selina was a little shaken, but a grin then appeared on her face.
“Well if it isn’t tall, dark, and gloomy. Don’t get me wrong, the stalker vibes i’m getting from you are flattering, but if you wanted to meet me you could asked for my number last time” she jests.
“What were you sneaking around that warehouse earlier Selina”.
Catwoman felt a small shiver as her name escaped his lips, it caught her off guard how good he was at digging up info. But it was even more noticeable how smooth his voice was as he said her name. If Selina actually was part cat, she would of purred.
“Just relieving Mr. cobblepot of some funds that he doesn’t need”.
“I can’t let you hold onto that. Besides, that dirty money will have the police on your tail the minute you spend it”.
Selina simply giggled as she sat down on her bed and kicked off her boots.
“Hey, i was just taking your advice. And that money isn’t dirty”.
“Either way, your putting your self in danger, sooner or later all of this will catch up with you. And i would hate to see your talents go to waste”.
Selina then walked up to him, now standing face to face with the bat.
“But that’s not the only reason want me to clean up my act is it”.
Batman opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Taking this as her confirmation, Selina got a little bold and placed her lips on his. Breaking out of her kiss after ten seconds was one of the hardest things Bruce had done in his life, the softness of her lips were all to enticing. But as heavenly as it was, this didn’t change the circumstances between them.
“Selina, we shouldn’t be doing this”.
“I know, and that’s why want to”.
She pushed him onto the single person sofa and embraced him with a deep kiss as she sat on his lap.
It didn’t take Bruce long to get to start contributing to this intimacy as he began placing gentle kisses on her neck. This caused Selina to let out a loud moan as she pulled down the zipper to her catwoman outfit. Finding himself staring at the two mounds of soft flesh that lay before, Bruce was about to object. Selina simply placed a finger on his lips.
“You keep your mask on, i’ll keep mine. And don’t worry i have protection”.
Bruce simply nodded as Selina removed his utility belt and raised his top, revealing hardened abs. He then removed the black leather hugging her body as their lips remained locked together passionately. Bruce then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, where upon landing on her bed, she grabbed a condom from her drawer. As Bruce was about to enter, she rolled him over and wagged her finger.
“I get the top, you get the bottom”.
Oddly enough, Bruce didn’t object.
fin