Love Hearts, heels and other protrusions.
Title:Love hearts, heels and other protrusions.
Pairings: Chloe/Bruce
Rating:PG
Summary: Only she has the power, the one with the strength, skills and knowledge to bring him to heel.
It was a slow day at the office, everyone knew it. Clark knew it, Diana knew it, Bart knew it, God damm even Ollie knew it. HE, however, didn't.
In situations like this she was sent in; with sleeves rolled up to rectify the situation. The problem in question was big, black and had two rather distinctive protrusions emerging from his headgear. Chloe sighed and calmly lowered the pen to the desk and smiled at the love heart doodles that marked the once plain paper. It was no use, inspiration wasn't forthcoming and she had other work to do.
Namely, bowing to pressure and heading into the fray.
Who would have thought that she would ever be the one to tame the untamable, but then she had always been more curious than afraid of him. She was also one of only two people, living that is, that knew his weaknesses.
In this case she was going to start with the big guns, no point going in easy.
Sliding her feet from underneath her, she lowered them into the teal blue heels that had served her well for many years. They had been a present to herself upon winning her first, and presently, only Pulitzer. Liberating her her hair from it's ponytail, checking her face in the screen in front of her, raising her torso so the rest of her followed she walked with intent towards room seventeen.
Heels bounced their reverberations from wall to wall.
Arms swung determinedly.
Thoughts fixed on the task in hand.
Pressing her index finger to the sensor at the door, lining her retina to the laser she straightened her back as she anchored her pupils on the object of the leagues disoncerment.
Slipping two fingers in-between her smirk Chloe blew air into a sharp sound that caught everyone, including his attention. Five eye's snapped to her form silhouetted in the doorway.
"This is a training exercise, you will vacate this area until the session is concluded"
Chloe had discovered that the voice of his alter-ego never usually failed to cause her to become aroused, but it could be for a variety of reasons and not just of the obvious sexual connotation. This time it was with slight ire that she replied in a tone of voice that he, in turn meant that he was in for in Barts words, deep shit.
"Hopefully you wont be saying the same thing in seven months when my waters break Batman" she riposted with a quirk of her eyebrow.
Not quite how she wanted to tell him, but still, sometimes her tongue moved before her brain.
Silence echoed... literally.
With a turn she let her shadow move back towards their quarters.
Let him ignore her after that!