Catwoman sat in a crouch on the ledge of a rooftop looking down at the museum. She shifted to her left stretching her leg out. She pulled her leg back and shifted to her right stretching the other leg out. Slowly she moved until both her legs were stretched out and she was in the splits resting on the ledge of the rooftop. A feline smile curved her lips and her hands braced her as she pulled one leg around to meet the other. She spent five minutes stretching, balancing, and spinning on the thin ledge of rooftop, often hanging out in the open night air of Gotham. Catwoman ended her routine on the tips of her toes, perfectly balanced on the ledge.
"Enjoying the show?" She spun and bounced down on to the rooftop to face the Gotham's legendary Batman. She'd been hoping to run into him to see if he lived up to all the hype. "Mmmm. Well if it isn't Tall, Dark, and" She tipped her head to one side. Most of his face, including his eyes, was obscured by his cowl. Not that she was one to talk. "Trying to Hide Something?"
She waited for him to respond. "Nothing to say? Strong, silent type? That's okay. I don't need you to talk Tiger." Tiger? Where had that come from? There was something about him that was throwing her off. She liked dangerous but the Bat was something else entirely. Her instincts screamed for her to run but instead she danced closer. "There are so many things that can be done without you saying a word. I bet you're very good at them too. You make an effort to excel at everything you do, don't you?"
"You're a thief." His voice was a low growl.
"He speaks." She purred. "Innocent until proven guilty. Never been caught. In fact," She raised her hands in the air, slid them suggestively down her leather clad body, while her mind screamed 'danger, stop, danger!'. "search me. See if you find anything."
She was sure she saw his gauntleted hand twitch and wondered if his pupils were blown behind the lenses of his cowl. Hers surely were. She danced a few steps closer.
"What's the matter, Tiger? Afraid you'll find something you'll like?" Her voice was a breathy laugh. He was faster, much faster than she expected a man of his size to be. She'd foolishly gotten within striking range and couldn't get back fast enough when his hand flashed out drag her in.
She found herself hauled up to his broad expanse of chest and realized just how much smaller than him she really was. There was no choice now but to play it out.
"Well now." Her hands slipped up and across his armour, claws on her gloves gently scratching. "There sure is a lot of you. A girl could have herself quite the time on a playground like this."
She ran one claw gently along his jawline, staring up into his lensed eyes. "You got me Tiger. What are you going to do with me?"
His mouth lowered slowly towards hers. Yes, please, she thought and her eyes closed, her lips parting slightly. Suddenly the pressure holding her tightly to his chest was gone. She stumbled backward a few feet before gaining her balance and her eyes flared open. He was simply gone.
Catwoman let out a breath. This was better she told herself. She'd been playing a game and didn't want to get caught up in the Bat.
"The next time I catch you, Catwoman, you're going to jail." The voice out of the darkness caused her to narrow her eyes. Oh, he thought so, did he? Well, she hadn't been the only one attracted and she could use that to her advantage. She headed towards the roof of the next building. The Bat didn't know it yet but the chase was just beginning.