Parallel Hearts

(Bat & Cat Valentines Drabbles and One Shots)

All characters belong to Christopher Nolan and DC Comics

I do not own any of these characters


1

-Waking up-

Morning sunlight glistened over tarnished muscles of his smooth chest, his half naked body was curled underneath layers of blankets, sharp cheek resting against his crooked arm as Selina stood motionless at the foot of the mattress.

Her curvaceous body was clothed in a scarlet red baby doll gown, long chocolate locks draped over her slightly freckled shoulders. Her full lips were glossed with a dab of deep red, and cheeks flawless as light caressed over angelic features.

Selina crawled on the bed, her back arched up like cat waiting to pounce on her vulnerable prey. Her dark brown eyes flare with gleams of danger, and hand does a spider crawl up his toned arm, as he slowly opened his eyes, squinting to the bright sunlight beaming from the frosted windows.

Bruce lifted his cheek off the window, and curved the edges of his fine lips into a carefree smirk, raking his hazel eyes over the sheer red silk hugging perfectly over her hips.

He looked so youthful despite the streaks of silver imbedded in the strands over his ears.

"What time is it?" he asked, in a groggy voice.

"Time to get your lazy ass out of bed," she replied with simmering retort against her throat.

Bruce placed his large hands over his hand and rubbed his temples. " We both know that I'm still in the nocturnal mode." he parted his lips into a yawn, and then he settled a hooded gaze into her dark eyes. "I can't adapt like you do, Selina."

She rolled her eyes. "Please," she drawled out. "Stop making excuses. You know how demanding I can be, Mr. Wayne."

His face shadowed as she watched his bangs fall into his eyes but then he replied with a causal voice. "So what do you want to do this morning, Ms. Kyle?"

She placed her hand over his mouth. "First has it crossed that brilliant mind of yours that I'm wearing red?"

"It looks good on you," He mustered up a quick reply and she arched an eyebrow. "Red." he emphasized. "It matches your lips."

"Oh forget it," She growled pulling away from him. "I guess it must of slipped your mind anyways, huh?"

Bruce lifted himself up and caressed his fingers along the side of her neck. "I'm still new with the whole romance thing, Selina."

Her expression turned stony. "It's not a thing between us, Wayne." she narrowed her eyes, refusing to look at him. "It's something else that doesn't take a detective's mind to figure out."

"Oh," His throat constricted as he swallowed. The day number skimmed through his mind. "It's that day."

"There you go," she deadpanned a sigh. "I can see that you forgot," she smacked her lips together. "I go change into something more of my style and let you go back to dreamland."

Selina crawled off the bed, and sauntered quickly to their closet, Bruce pulled the covers off his legs, and then paced to her.

"I didn't forget," he rasped against her ear, his chin rested on her shoulder.

Damn that stupid Bat growl of his, She thought, listening to him breathe her in.

She's giving in him. She can easy run away from this. She can let him about empty handed again. It's a cruel choice of the heart.

Selina knew that he would always catch up to her before she headed to the door. She parted her lips ready to say something, but he was quick and swift, spinning her around on her heels. Her chest collided with his, she closed her eyes, allowing his body heat to enter into her lithe form.

Before she maneuver an escape, his incredibly soft lips brushed tentative over hers, and she felt her body melt into his strong embrace.

Her lips were traitorous.

Bruce wrapped his hand around her statuette neck, pulled her to himself, and then he crushed a kiss on her full lips.

It was gentle at first, but then it grew feverish and needy.

He pulled her tighter, she felt his broad arms enclose over her trim waist, knuckles smoothing down the lengthy strands of chocolate.

His lips were like melted cream against her mouth, as she tasted the sweet pleasure, relishing him.

They were ready to break away, Selina curled her arms around his scarred shoulders, and she let herself kiss him with everything she had and wanted. She was losing herself, deepening her kiss and forgetting about the infuriating disappointment that irked her soul.

"I didn't forget," He broke away, hot breath ghosting on her lips, his hand cradled her face. He leaned his forehead in forward and rested upon hers. "I just needed to wake up."

Selina smiled against his lips, as he swiftly grabbed a rectangular box from the dresser behind, took a step back and handed the mystery item to her.

She dropped her gaze on the box, and slowly opened it, staring at a red rose.

"Bruce," she sighed, "You didn't have to do this from me."

Bruce closed her lips with his finger. "I wanted to, Selina." He kissed her softly. "I love you."

Selina looked into his steady hazel eyes, and breathless said before crushing a hard kiss on his lips. "I love you too."

Damn. He's made a honest woman out of me after all.

It's a rose, she thought with a beautiful smile against his warm mouth. A symbol of love.

Their love.