This chapter has a little more mature content and language than previous chapters.
I hope you enjoy it!
CHAPTER 7
"Do I even want to ask?", Batman wondered aloud as they entered the penthouse of Belle Suites tower.
"It's okay, the owner is somewhere in the Caribbean right now", Catwoman explained, "and no, you don't want to ask. You're joining me in the grey tonight, remember"?
Batman snorted, but it was affirmative enough.
"Were you born brooding, or did it take years of practice?", she asked as she walked over to the kitchen.
Being in a well-lit environment allowed Batman to fully appreciate Catwoman's form. As she stood over the sink, he could not stop staring at her. It was like a purple magnet to his eyes. Catwoman, astute as ever, could sense Batman's longing looks.
"So Bats...what part of me are you enjoying specifically?", she called out without turning around.
"I...uh", was all he could muster.
Catwoman loved when she made Batman this uncomfortable.
"If you were looking at anything other than my ass", she confidently spoke while turning around, "I might feel insulted. Do you know how many squats this took"?
Once again, Batman was at a lost for words. Her confidence and directness were something he could barely handle.
"Aw, you make it so easy for me", Catwoman said with a big grin. "Here, take this", and she gave Batman a wet towel.
Batman took it and sat down on one of the large sofas in the penthouse. He started to wipe the drying blood off his face. His mask was in the way of where most of the wounding was.
"You're probably going to have to take that off to clean the wounds", she pointed out as she sat beside him on the sofa.
"Is that why you brought me here? To find out who I am?", Batman asked.
"No, but would it be the worst idea in the world? Catwoman put her hand on Batman's shoulder as she continued. "I realized tonight that despite our differences, I can actually trust you. That is a very difficult thing for me and I imagine that it is for you too".
"It is", Batman replied, but he stirred uncomfortably, not sure how deal with the emotion of the moment. As he stammered and tried to speak, Catwoman put a finger to his lips.
"Before you say anything, can you use your normal voice with me"? I don't know what you sound like and I...I just want to feel like I'm talking to you and not a robot...I know it sounds dumb, but I…"
Batman turned off the modulator in his cowl and stopped her in mid-sentence.
"I hope you're not disappointed".
"I had some pretty low expectations so you're good", she teased, "but thanks, this is better. Keep talking, I'm not letting you change subjects".
Batman could see that there was no way to deflect this conversation.
"Look at what happened to Holly", he continued, "that's why I wear the mask, to protect the people close to me".
"You're right…of course you're right", she said shaking her head. "But is it worth the loneliness that comes with it".
"I…I…", Batman trailed off, not sure how to answer.
Catwoman took her right leg and swung it around Batman's body. Now sitting in his lap, she put her hands on both his shoulders and looked directly at him.
"There's something between us, something…special", she said sincerely. "You and me. Bat and Cat. In the dark. Making sparks. Connections like this don't happen all the time."
"Catwoman, it's not that simple, we…" he tried to say.
"Sometimes in life you have to take a chance, a leap of faith". She leaned in closer, "Finding someone who understands you, who can take the loneliness away".
Before Batman could answer, Catwoman put her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He did not struggle and let himself get lost in the moment. He felt the same electricity pulse through him as he did the last time they embraced. Time stood still and Batman almost forgot the ills of the world.
"Mmmm", she sighed as she pulled back. "Like I said, making sparks. I can tell you want to let go…why are you denying yourself"?
She's right, I want to just let go and lose myself in her. Why can't I find happiness like a normal person?
Catwoman was still in Batman's lap and she had intention of letting him escape.
"Talk to me Bats. What's eating away at you in that head of yours"?
"I made a vow, a long time ago, to defend the innocent from evil. That vow came out of great pain and loss. I have dedicated my life to try and stop those who would inflict that pain on others".
"Why are you doing this", she asked, "what did you lose"?
"My parents were murdered". This topic was always tough for Batman. But it was so easy to talk to her.
"How old were you when it happened"?
"I was ten", Batman answered.
"I lost my parents too", she replied. "My mom committed suicide and my dad was an alcoholic who drank himself to death. I grew up in foster homes".
There was a brief silence as their shared tragedies sunk in.
"Let's forget about the past", Catwoman said breaking the silence, "forget about the pain and sadness. We have something between us…let's just focus on that and live for this moment…together".
She put her hands behind Batman's head and pulled him in in for another kiss. This time the kiss was harder, more lustful, even more emotional. Batman matched her intensity, forcefully using his tongue to breach her lips. Together, their tongues fought and wrestled for domination, creating fireworks of passion. His hands finally started to wander, exploring and caressing her body which was greeted with moans of appreciation.
"Well it's about time" she exclaimed as they finally came up for air. "I'm surprised you could resist this long".
"You sure as Hell didn't make it easy for me", Batman responded.
"You're damn right I didn't", she said and kissed him again.
Batman now found himself in carnal cruise control. He stood up from the couch with Catwoman still wrapped around him. Holding her tightly, he carried her towards the nearest wall and pinned her against it. She exhaled forcefully as her back hit the wall, but she did not release her grip on him.
"Now this is what I was hoping for when you talked about doing things the hard way", she squealed and proceeded to slap him playfully across the face.
Undeterred, Batman took one of her arms and held it against the wall above her head. Still holding her off the ground, he leaned into her neck and bit down. The material of her suit covered her skin, but the pressure of his teeth drove her wild.
"Oh…yes…", was all she could muster. Involuntarily, her free hand slowly scraped down the side of Batman's head, the nails leaving scratches on the cowl and a slight nick on his exposed face.
Batman recoiled slightly and let out an audible "ouch".
"Sorry, I guess I couldn't control myself", she said semi-apologetically, "put me down for a second".
Once her feet were back on the ground, Catwoman started to take off her gloves. Batman decided to follow suit and took his off as well. He wanted to touch her with his bare hands. He took her hands and felt a charge as their skin came together for the first time. Her skin felt so soft and he wanted to touch more.
As she looked up at Batman, Catwoman decided to make a bold move.
"I don't care anymore", she exclaimed, "I want to be free…free of everything…and I want you to be free with me. Let go and it can be just us tonight…nothing else. I want the real us to be together".
She slowly slipped her fingers beneath her mask and pulled upwards, revealing her whole face as she removed her cowl and dropped it to the floor. As she ran her hands through her hair, Batman stared at her beautiful face and was able to make the connection.
"Selina"?
"You…you know my real name?", she answered with genuine surprise.
"We met…out of costume", was his response. "Your hair was different though".
"Really? I would've expected that meeting to be quite memorable". She put her hands to his face and continued, "You can trust me. Put the mask aside for tonight and let's just be normal together".
Batman fought back his natural instinct to resist what was happening. His identity was his bedrock secret and here he was, about to reveal it to Catwoman…to Selina. He had programmed his mind to believe that this secret should never be revealed. But she had revealed herself to him and if anyone could understand him, it was her.
He pressed a small button the base of his neck which separated the cowl from his neck guard. He lifted up his cowl gently to avoid the injured area by his eye and held it in his hands as he looked back at Selina.
"Oh my God. Bruce…Bruce Wayne", was her shocked response. "Now I remember our meeting".
"Does this change things", he asked, "I don't recall you being overly impressed when we met".
"No, this is not bad at all", she said with a grin. "I admit, my very first impression wasn't great, but you began to grow on me. Now I am really interested in seeing where Batman and Bruce Wayne meet".
"You left an impression on me Selina", he responded, "Honestly, I couldn't stop thinking about your eyes...both yours and Catwoman's".
"Really? Do you I have to be jealous of myself?" she chuckled. "Why don't you tell me exactly what you were thinking".
"I thought they were as beautiful as emeralds...sorry, kind of lame", was his answer.
"No, that's very sweet", Selina smiled at the compliment. "Speaking of eyes, lets clean yours. I need you in full, working order".
Selina walked back to the sofa and took the wet cloth. As she carefully cleaned the wound, she commented, "there, now I can see your eyes properly. And I like what I see".
Bruce attempted to say something. Once again, she put a finger to his lips.
"The next words to come out of your mouth Bruce", she whispered seductively, "will be telling me how to get your suit off. Anything else can wait until morning".
Taking the hint, Bruce guided her hands to the latches of his armour and helped her remove it from his body. Once all the armour was on the floor at their feet, Selina lifted his compression shirt over his head and ran her hands over his bare chest.
"Wow", she exclaimed as she caressed his chest and then moved downwards to his muscular and defined stomach. "You're put together pretty well...really well".
Selina's hands then moved to the utility belt, unclasping the buckle and it too fell to the floor. With a grin, she pushed pushed Bruce back onto the couch and extended her right leg towards him.
"A little help", she teased alluringly.
Bruce held her foot with his left hand and used his right hand to slowly unzip her thigh-high boot. Dropping the boot to the floor, did the same with her left boot.
"Now for the part you're really gonna like", Selina remarked.
She turned around and sat on top of Bruce's lap. She took his hand and led it to the small zipper at back of her neck. Not needing any additional encouragement, he pulled the zipper all the way down to her lower back. As the fabric separated, it was very clear that there was nothing else under her suit. As he gently moved his hands across her bare shoulder blades, Bruce positioned his mouth above her lower back. Using his tongue, he delicately followed her spine from her lower back to the nape of her neck.
Selina felt herself begin to shiver uncontrollably with delight. She arched her back and tried to squirm away, but she could not escape his grip. As his tongue reached the back of her neck and began travel down the side towards her collarbone, she let out a loud gasp of pleasure.
"Oh...Bruce...if you're trying...to tease me...mission accomplished"!
"I think we need to change locations", Bruce decided aloud and spun Selina around as he lifted her up again.
With her legs wrapped like boa constrictors around his waist and her lips firmly pressed against his own, he found it somewhat challenging to walk over to the bedroom. Finally reaching the room, he managed to pry Selina off and threw her onto the large and plush bed. Seeing her on the bed, with her suit partially off, but not yet exposing anything below her shoulders, raised his level of excitement even more.
"I'm going to eat you alive tonight Bats", Selina exclaimed with a lustful grin.
As she crawled on all fours across the bed, Bruce could not take his eyes off her deep valley of cleavage that revealed itself as her suit fell away from her body. Reaching him, Selina started removing what remained of his clothing until he stood naked before her.
"Mmm, you do like what you see", she remarked sultrily at his obvious arousal. "Now I know where that confident bravado comes from".
She then raised an eyebrow and teasingly bit her lower lip which nearly drove Bruce over the edge.
"Selina, you might be the sexiest being I've ever encountered", he said as he finally started to remove her suit.
Once she was in the same state of undress, Bruce gazed at her luscious nude body and almost had to smack himself as a reminder that this was actually happening.
"I take it back, you ARE the sexiest being I've ever encountered".
Selina slowly lay back on the bed and alluringly stretched her arms above her head while twisting her hips.
"Are you going to keep inflating my ego with words", she responded with come-hither eyes, "or come fuck my brains out"?
Accepting the challenge, Bruce kneeled at the side of the bed, grabbed her by the hips and pulled her towards him. He parted her legs and made sure to wrap his arms around them to lock her in place. As he looked first at her dark mound of Venus and then back into her eyes, a wry smile emerged.
"It's funny", he remarked assuredly, "looks like I'm the one going down tonight".
As Bruce commenced his oral adventure, Selina started to wonder if she had truly met her match...not that she was complaining!
To be concluded in chapter 8...
Author's Note: I took a line directly from Batman issue #392 that I always liked and helped inspire my story.