Round One Prompt Post
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Welcome to 'Round One' of The Dark Knight Rises Kink Meme.
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Welcome to 'Round One' of The Dark Knight Rises Kink Meme.
This round will close when it reaches three thousand comments and after two weeks, another prompt post will open.
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Selina knew she was getting close when the sounds of construction filtered into the tunnel from up ahead, and she couldn’t tell whether the vibrations she felt were coming from a jackhammer or the quickening thump of her own heart. She rounded a corner and saw one of the usurpers with his back turned, taking a piss and completely oblivious to her presence. Selina walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder, taking a step back to avoid the spray as he whirled around. She had to bite back a laugh as he fumbled with his weapon. “You might want to zip up first, sweetheart. Go ahead, I’ll wait.”
The thug’s face turned red as he glanced down to see his dick still hanging out, and he stuffed it back into his pants and yanked up the zipper before jamming his semi-automatic into her face. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” he demanded.
“Easy, cowboy,” she purred, resting her painted fingertips on the barrel of his gun and coaxing it down. “I just wanna see Bane.”
His eyes were wild and disbelieving. “What for?”
“I want to make a deal.”
Señor Tiny Bladder’s brow furrowed, and sweat trickled down his forehead as his finger twitched anxiously on the trigger. Selina sighed, tapping her foot as she waited for this imbecile to make up his mind. “Move,” he finally said, stepping aside and gesturing down the tunnel with his rifle.
“Ladies first? What a gentleman,” Selina smirked, walking deeper into the tunnel ahead of him and trying to ignore the fact that his eyes were boring holes into her ass cheeks.
“Barsad!” he shouted as they came to a large, barred gate. A striking man with a mop of light brown hair and a fetching scarf turned the corner, no interest whatsoever apparent in his icy blue eyes as he looked Selina up and down.
“Yes?” he asked in a calm, cool voice.
“She says she wants to see Bane,” he replied, putting a hand on the small of her back and shoving her forward. Selina could barely talk her elbow out of ramming itself into his face.
“You wish to speak with Mr. Bane?” Barsad asked, regarding her now with the mildest of interest.
“Yes.”
“For what purpose?”
“I want to make a deal,” Selina replied through gritted teeth, wondering how many goddamn times she was going to have to repeat herself.
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“A deal to save my hide.”
Barsad smirked and nodded. “Very well,” he said then turned to the inept guard. “Watch her.”
Selina’s eyes slid around surreptitiously as his footsteps faded around the corner, trying to figure out the best way to make a quick escape should she need to. She didn’t have much time to think; Barsad returned in a matter of minutes.
“Mr. Bane will see you now,” he said, opening the gate and leading the way down the stairs into a large chamber that served as their base of operations.
“After you,” the thug sneered behind her, grabbing a handful of her ass and pushing her forward. Selina moved in a flash, grabbing his wrist and twisting it until she heard a crack.
“You put this hand on me one more time, and I’m taking it as a souvenir,” she hissed into his ear, and she was pretty sure it was the closest he’d ever gotten to a woman.
“There’s no need for violence, Ms. Kyle,” an inhuman voice boomed through the chamber. “I thought you were here to offer me an olive branch.”
Selina let go of the thug, and he disappeared back down the tunnel whimpering like a dog. She turned around slowly to see Bane in all his glory, masked and shirtless and big as a fucking house. “Something like that,” she replied quietly and was proud of herself when her voice didn’t waver.
“It’s very bold of you to show your face down here. How did you find us anyway?”
“I have my ways.”
Bane walked toward her, his footsteps loud and intimidating as he circled her slowly. “I’m sure you do,” he said after giving her a lingering once-over. “So, Barsad tells me you want to make a deal.”
“That’s right,” she replied coolly, forcing herself to look past the mask and into his eyes. “Since I’m starting to suspect the clean slate device doesn’t actually exist, I’d like a metaphorical clean slate instead. What do I have to do to cross my name off your hit list?”
“You want forgiveness? After you tried to steal from my boss?” Bane asked with mock incredulity.
Selina sighed. “Would it help if I apologized to him? Is Daggett here?”
“I’m afraid Mr. Daggett is no longer with us.” The twinkle in his eye made Selina’s stomach churn. “But you can apologize to me.”
“Will that make us even?”
“No, but it’s a nice gesture.”
“Well, then you can forget it.”
Bane chuckled. He’d broken necks for less, but he liked her spunk. He let his eyes drift down her body for the second time as he thought about how she reminded him of Talia. “Perhaps there is something you could do to settle the score.”
Selina pursed her lips for a second, sure that she wasn’t going to like whatever Bane was about to propose. “Oh yeah, what’s that?”
Bane smiled.
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Bane's smile says what he wants loud and clear >3
Can't wait to see more from you!
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