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Chapter 9
(Remy's P.O.V)
"You did what?!"
"Yes. Like smoke and chocolate."
"Damn. I had to practically beat him just to get sex."
"You did? With your whip, Cherie?"
"And a number of other things. So what else did you two do?"
"Made-out, got an erection, and sent home without a hand-job."
"How dare he!"
"I know, it's a terrible second date. I should have coped a feel while I was at it. Think he keeps condoms in his belt?"
"He does. I know from personal experience."
"Think I have a shot?"
"At the rate you're going, if you keep asking to get laid you're going to lose your title as master thief."
Selena and I were standing on a roof-top facing Wayne Corp. A gala was happening for some charity or the other. Selena had suggested perhaps we picked our target at random rather than a planned heist. I protested to this idea, but she insisted we needed a challenge. I reluctantly agreed since she did have a point. We had become to used to targeting small fry for the time being. We needed to keep our skills sharp. If we lost our edge we would be good as dead. Or worse.
Beside me Selena and I watched as limousines pulled up next to the giant building. Below I spotted Bruce Wayne through my binoculars and couldn't help but smile. She and I both had a crush on the boy billionaire. It was hard not to want to snatch up such a delicious looking man. At one point she and I had a serious discussion about kidnapping. Of course, we would never do it, but if we ever reached national criminal status….well, once in the fire why not burn a bit more, right?
Dressed in her tight black leather with her whip curled up at her side Selena knelt next to me. Taking the binoculars from my hand so she could take a peek at him. I let her as I stood back up. Stretching in the cool night air as I gazed out over Gotham City. As the time had gone on I had begun to see the city as home. A wretched, stinking, cesspool of course, but still home. Perhaps one of the few I've ever had. With the addition of Selena it had begun to feel more welcoming.
"Gambit, you need to look at this." Selena said forcing me to come out of my reverie. I sighed, kneeling down next to her as I took the binoculars back. I held them up to my face peering down in the endless stream of well-dressed gentlemen and gorgeous ladies.
"What am I looking at, exactly?"
"The tall man near the entrance. Long blond hair, massive shoulders, and he's about seven feet tall. He's with the Penguin." Selena hissed to me. I refocused the binoculars about to tease her until I froze when he came into focus.
Sabretooth stood to the entrance of the building talking to the Penguin. Unlike the last time I had seen him he was completely clean. His long blond hair pulled back into a loose ponytail which trailed down his back. He appeared to be completely in his element as he talked with his short friend. After a few minutes the two disappeared into the press of the crowd inside. Beside me Selena continued to talk. Her voice descending into a low hiss as she explained who Sabretooth was.
"Sorry bastard broke my whip! I'm not sure why he's here, but he sure as hell-"
"We need to leave. I'm canceling this heist."
"What? Gambit, come on, these people are practically asking-"
"Catwoman, remember our agreement? I'm in charge. Not you. I say we leave. Now. Right now!" I snapped at her.
I didn't give Selena a chance to protest. I stood up and was across the rooftop within minutes. I knew I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. Hell, I knew better than to talk to her like that. At the time though I could give less of a shit. Behind me I heard her cursing as she came after me. A second later I heard a crack behind me and felt the whisper of a whip by my cheek. A warning shot.
"We're leaving. If you want to stay here then consider our deal off." I snapped over my shoulder. It was a bluff, of course. Selena and I had grown dangerously close during our time working together. I heard another stream of curses as she came around to glare up at me. Grabbing my chin she forced me to look her in the eyes. Her claws pricking my cheeks as she spoke.
"What's gotten into you? You were all fired up, but as soon as I point out that guy you're suddenly running away in the other direction. What's the deal, Remy? Did you sell out?" Selena demanded. She reached up and took off her goggles so she could glare at me. Her emerald green eyes were piercing even at night. I sighed, taking a deep breath as I risked a glance behind us. The bright lights from the gala lit up the night sky as I gently took her arm. Gently leading her away as I began to explain.
"Non, Cherie, I didn't sell out. It's a lot worse then that. The man you saw used to call himself Sabretooth. He's a killer. Stay away from him. Far away, understand?" I cautioned her. I had never revealed to her my true origins other then I hailed from New Orleans. Selena frowned, but glanced behind us once again in question.
"How do you know?"
"I've faced him before. He's a bigger bastard then you can imagine. Last time we met I'm….lucky I got out alive. Let's leave it at that. Come on, next heist we do you can choose. Whatever you want. Tonight though, Cherie, let's just go home. Please?" I added the last part for effect. Selena sighed crossing her arms as she gazed at me. She had grown fond of me over the short time we had known each other. I never told her so but she was a rare soul to come across.
"Fine, but I get whatever I want. I get a bigger cut of the profit too since you made me get all dressed up for nothing."
"Done and done. Now let's get out of here."
We left the rooftop together and headed in the opposite direction. Our ride was a few miles away from where we were. Once we were out of the vicinity of the party I began to relax. I even considered continuing a heist somewhere else in the city with Selena. The night was still young. I also knew she was fired up but had nowhere to put the extra energy.
As we walked I began to get a strange sense we were being watched. I frowned, glancing at Selena as I forced myself to stop being wrapped up in my thoughts. She exchanged a look with me and I knew she felt it too. We continued to walk though as we both began scanning the area around us. I felt the hairs rise on the back of my neck as I began to work out a plan.
I stopped near the edge of another roof. Reaching down I pretending to be searching for something. Then I frowned, spinning to glare at Selena who had stopped to inspect the alley below us.
"You bitch!" I snarled at her. Selena looked up momentarily startled, but smirked in response. Holding up a black wallet clearly filled with a few hundred bucks.
"Not my fault I decided to take my bonus early. You should know better than to leave your stuff lying around, honey." Selena teased me. When I moved to grab her she unfurled her whip. Snapping it playfully at me just out of reach. I withdrew my staff then twirling it expertly as I glared at her.
"Just wait until I beat your ass. You won't have a pretty face when I'm done with you." I hissed at her.
When I moved in as if to hit her it was then they appeared. Rather than aiming at Selena I flew past her. My staff connecting with the first dark figure which had been in the process of shooting her. Behind me I heard the crack of her whip as she dealt with the men who had been behind me ready to pounce. Selena and I had worked out a number of small scenarios to play out in case either one of us felt we were in danger. Basically, the one we had done consisted of me about to beat her ass in for stealing my cash. When in reality it was Selena's own wallet. Where she kept it I have no clue, but it worked out well. It covered up the fact we were drawing our weapons and gave those aiming for us a false sense of security.
I whirled and spun faster than lightning as the men swarmed towards us. I bashed a few skulls of whoever came to close. Being sure to steer clear of Selena's whip as she continued to have fun off to my left. I heard a scream of pain as a man staggered past me. Gripping his face as blood streamed in between his fingers. I planted my boot in the small of his back. The man went toppling off the roof into a dumpster below. He landed with on the piles of trash bags which softened his small. Even from where I was at I could hear him moaning, so he wasn't dead.
I turned to meet our attackers and cracked my staff over the head of a man who attempted to snag me with a Taser. I raised my eyes to meet Selena's gaze who nodded her head. Turning around I attacked a few more men before I dashed back towards her. A second later I drew out a card, charged it, and threw it towards the edge of the rooftop.
The explosion alarmed several of our attackers who stopped what we were doing. It gave us enough time to beat a hasty retreat. I followed close after Selena as she descended into the first alley we came too. Below me I heard her motorcycle rev up as she pulled out onto the highway. Speeding away as I continued to flee. I risked a glance behind me just in time to see the men regrouping and coming after me again.
When I came to the alleyway which held my own ride I landed on my feet. My heart hammering in my chest I got on my bike. Beneath me the bike roared as I kicked the stand up. Speeding out of the alleyway just as the men began to appear on the edge of the roofs above me. I narrowed my eyes and leaned over the handlebars urging the bike to go faster. Once I was out and on the street I realized I had forgotten to put on my helmet. No help for it now. I continued to speed in the opposite direction. Weaving in and out of traffic as I continued to check my mirrors to see if I was being followed.
I kept going for nearly a half hour before I decided it was safe to slow down. By that time I had been going so fast I had reached the edge of Gotham City. If I had decided to keep going I would have hit Arkham Asylum. I circled around parking behind a stand of trees before I just slumped. Taking deep breaths as I tried to calm down. I took out a cigarette and lit up. Inhaling the smoke before letting out stream through my nostrils. Gazing out from the stand of trees as I thought about what had just happened.
Above anything else, I had not been expecting that. No doubt in my mind Selena was probably already safely back at home. What disturbed me was the fact those men seemed to know where we were. I cursed under my breath as I thought about what that meant. While I hated to admit it, I had to assume everything else we had was compromised. Which probably meant going back to the penthouse would be a death wish at this point. Selena no doubt would be getting her cats together and fleeing probably as I was just sitting here smoking.
"Fuck, there goes my TV." I muttered as I continued to smoke. I had nothing of great value in my own apartment. Save for some beer I had bought and the dog tags I wore around my neck there was nothing I wanted from my place. I might go back to retrieve the cash I had stashed beneath the floorboards, but other than that nothing else.
I closed my eyes for a second considering my next move. Since Selena and I had to assume we were compromised it also meant she and I would have to wait a full day before contacting each other. Even then it would be a week at the least until she and I even thought about doing another heist. We both had to go through our own channels to see where the leak had come from. At this point I would have to go sleep in a cheap motel room somewhere. I couldn't risk anything to expensive since whoever might be looking for us could possibly be searching.
I was just starting to relax when the next part happened. All I can say is that I was simply sitting there minding my own business. My bike turned off when I became blinded by a bright white light. I jumped when I heard the roar of a much bigger engine then my Harley surround me. For a second I swear my heart stopped. Just as fast though the lights dimmed to a more manageable yellow. Leaving me seeing spots before my eyes when he stepped out.
I was still blinking when he got out of his car. He had scared me so badly I had a white knuckled grip on the handlebars of my bike. My cigarette had fallen from my lips to smoke on the ground. When I finally managed to get my head on right I wasn't about to die I spotted Batman. There was a coy smirk on his face at having caught me off guard. I gave him the middle finger still shaking at the scare.
"Fucker." I muttered when he came up close to me. For the first time I was no mood to flirt with him. At the same time I was relieved to see Batman.
"You need to be aware of your surroundings. Here especially." Batman stated stepping on my cigarette. I glared at him, but instead just shook my head. Running a shaky hand through my hair as I forced my heart to stop trying to leap out of my chest.
"By scaring the bloody shit out of me? Yeah, thanks, Dracul." I muttered causing him to scowl at me. I really could not help but think of him as a vampire. It fit him in every aspect.
"Do you know who attacked you and Catwoman?" Batman demanded. I didn't bother to ask him how he knew that. Selena had already told me Batman had a way of knowing things most people shouldn't know.
"I'll tell you if-"
Batman cut me off when his lips came over mine. I was rather shocked by the suddenness of his willingness to kiss me. After a minute I relented and reached up to wrap an arm around his neck. Seeing Sabretooth tonight had woken up old feelings in me of Logan. Even as I moved to get off my bike, forced to break the kiss between me and Batman, I wondered where the feral had gone. Sabretooth, living it up as a billionaire? When had that happened?
At this point though I was rather pleasantly distracted by the dark vigilante currently pushing me down onto the hood of his car. I didn't really feel it was my place to question Batman's sudden interest. I laid down as Batman came on top of me. His hand fisted in my hair as he tugged my head back. Biting hard into my neck with a delicious pain. Selena had told me she had slept with Batman on a few occasions. At one point their relationship, if they ever had one, had tapered off a while back. She had warned me to be careful when it came to Batman. The man had a reputation for becoming…not obsessed, exactly, but he didn't seem to even know what he himself was doing half the time when it came to people close to him. Let alone having an intimate relationship with a person on the other side of the law.
I groaned as he bit into the soft skin of my throat. Tilting my head back I didn't bother to even question the vulnerable position I had found myself in. I shifted beneath Batman hooking a leg around his to draw him closer. His knee was pressing into my already swelling erection. When he shifted delicious friction rippled up my entire body. Causing me to hiss angrily as I ground up against him as I turned my head. Our lips met again as his tongue pressed pass my lips.
How could this man taste of smoke and chocolate all at once? Sweet, but with a sharp edge which kept me on my toes. My muscles continually tensed and relaxed as Batman continued to master me. Hell, if anyone had shown up at that moment I wouldn't have given a crap. Even if it was to be arrested I would demand to finish up before gladly walking off to jail with pleasurable aches and pains to keep me grinning like a fool for the next couple of days.
I felt a hand reaching down to grope my thigh. Felt the piercing bruise as he dugs his fingers into me and shifted me to better suit his needs. My leg brushed against Batman's utility belt causing it to move on his hips. I frowned, reaching down to try and unhook it. I pawed at it for a few seconds before the damn thing came off. Hitting the hood of the car with a clink as it slid off to the side. I mused at the idea Batman must either have the area secured to be so comfortable with me removing his weaponry, or he truly didn't give a crap about who found us.
For the first time I heard Batman let out a low groan of his own. The sound was deep and primal, announcing a rut was about to take place. He rubbed the length of his body against mine causing me to squirm even more. It had been a long time since I'd last had sex with someone. Already I could feel a familiar tightening in my belly. Batman's warm breath washed over my neck as he clawed at the smooth surface of his car. Searching for purchase even as I wrapped an arm around his neck. Grinding up against him as continued spasms of pleasure wracked my body. Enjoying the sensation of his body against mine even as his grip became harder.
"You chose one hell of a time to do this." I whispered to him. Batman paused to glare at me for a split second. For a moment I thought he would just stop right then and there. Tell me to get off his car and go home with yet another set of aching balls to deal with.
"Did you have a preference?" Batman growled at me. In the dim light I could see he had broken out into a sweat. His skin slick and shiny, at least what I could see of it, from the light of the car. I chuckled, resting my head back as I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Hardly. I'm just curious about why the sudden interest."
"Gambit, if you don't want this…" Batman trailed off biting down on whatever it was he meant to say. I sighed, reaching down to slide my hands beneath his suit. His cape spread out like wings over me as I slid my other hand up the small of his back. I felt a zipper near the base of his neck and smiled to myself.
Without a word I slowly began to pull the zipper down. For a second it seemed as if Batman would stop me. Then he made up his mind and let me pull it all the way down. He slid out of the first part of his suit quietly. Saying not a word as he shoved it off to the side. Next was apparently my turn as Batman slid a hand beneath my own shirt. At this point I had already slid of out my trench coat. Using it as a sort of blanket to protect me from the cold metal of the Batmobile. When I turned my head I saw Batman toss my shirt beside the other one.
A thrill went through me when he paused to look me up and down. I had to admit, I knew Batman was strong but I had never imagined his body to be so perfectly sculpted. When I slid my hand across his abs his entire body shivered beneath my touch. Interesting. So Batman was the sort of man to deny himself pleasure. Now he didn't seem so frightening as before.
At that point it was just a matter getting the rest of our clothes off. When my pants were pulled off I shivered in the cold air. I was soon warmed however when Batman pressed his naked body against mine. I risked a glance down and got an eyeful. I chuckled, drawing a glare from the vigilante as he took something out of his utility belt. I blinked at the small tube which could barely fit into the palm of my hand. Then a mischievous grin crossed my face as I realized what it was.
"Lube? Really?"
"Shut up."
"Make me."
Batman took me up on the challenge. Other than his cape, cowl, and gloves he wore absolutely nothing else. I felt anticipation building up in my body as he squeezed a generous amount out of the small tube into the palm of his hand. In the dim light I saw the fingers of his glove shine before he paused to glance at me again. Silent askance as to whether I wanted it to go any further. How this man had that much self-control I have no idea. Only by this point I was getting ready to ride him like a Shetland pony.
Still, even I felt a second of hesitation. Here I was about to have sex with a man whose face I couldn't even see. We barely knew each other beyond a few words and chance meetings. Yet even now I didn't feel in any danger. I felt safe with Batman there. If he had wanted to hurt me he would have done it a long time ago. I nodded slightly, giving him permission to continue. The eye slits of his mask narrowed at me, but regardless he lowered his hand.
When he slid the first finger in I let out a sharp gasp. Arching my back as he pressed deeper hitting my prostate. I dug my nails into his cape yanking at it even as I thrust my hips. Moaning as I felt Batman's erection rub against my own. Above he let out his own quiet groan at the pleasure. At that point I just let it all go.
I desperately pressed my lips to Batman's chin. Felt the stiff hairs of stubble beneath my lips as I kissed him. Silently begging for more as he continued to pleasure me with his fingers. My muscles clenching and unclenching each time he brushed my prostrate. Sending sparks flying through my veins I began to moan needlessly. I felt like a drowning man even as Batman turned his head. Crushing me with his weight as he finally withdrew his fingers. Plunging into me with a loud shout which made my ears ring.
So, yeah, we fucked.
Batman's thrust were harder each time. Beneath me I could feel his car bouncing slightly as the shock absorbers were being put to the test. The slight squeaking of the car making me laugh halfway through. I got punished for my insolence with another bite to the neck. This quieted me down until I began to moan aloud again. Locking my thighs around Batman as he continued to pump into me. My erection rubbing teasingly against his abs which only made me go crazier.
By this point I was heading close to the edge. I actually panicked for a minute he would not bring me to completion. Batman would deny me my pleasure at the last second and tell me to leave. Even so I could tell by his own grunts he was close to coming himself. At the last second he reached in between us. I felt a strong hand wrap around my erection. He began to work me in time to his own thrusts before I came with a loud shout. A split second later I felt a warmth inside me as he came as well.
For a while I couldn't be bothered to move. I just lay there in a haze of pleasure. Enjoying the spasms pre-orgasm flowing over me. For the first time I noticed the stars were unnecessarily bright where we were. I blinked lazily, admiring the view. Batman said nothing his heavy breathing enough to satisfy the both of us in place on conversation. Honestly, I don't know what I would have said had he wanted to talk.
He threw his cape around my naked body and pulled me close. Not quite cuddling, exactly, but he was there. My head rested on his outstretched arm as he gazed up at the stars with me. We laid there basking in what we had just done. I felt a pleasant ache working itself over my body which only made me smile. It had been an excellent romp to say the least. One of the best ones I've had ever since my life had gone to shit five years previously.
I can't say how long we laid there. Only that eventually we both got up off the hood of the car. Batman took out a small water bottle to wash his hands off and the messier part of his body. He silently offered it to me so I could do the same. We got dressed, still not saying a word to each other. Even so I couldn't help glancing over to admire him as he systematically drew on his suit again. With an audible click finalizing it as he settled his utility belt back on his hips.
"How are you?" Batman asked me. I was still dazed from our lovemaking. So when he asked the question it felt seemingly out of the blue. I turned to give him a blank stare taking a minute to find my tongue again. I think I might have left it somewhere in Batman's mouth.
"Can we do that again?" I asked tiredly. Batman frowned at my question his cape draped around his shoulders making him appear like his namesake.
"We just got cleaned up." Batman snapped at me. I laughed at how annoyed he sounded at the notion of us having sex again. He scowled at me, but it only made me laugh harder.
"Gambit…"
"Non, Dracul, you're so serious. Even after a good time like that you're still going to treat me like this? Fine, but just so you know I'm going to demand this every time you come around." I teased him. Batman glared at me his chest swelling up with righteous anger. At least I thought it was. It was hard to tell when he went into his brooding mode.
"Stop calling me that."
"What? Dracul? I like it. Besides, you don't get a choice in the matter. To everyone else you're Batman. To me, you're Dracul." I said to him. I said it far gentler then I meant to. I meant to say it as a way to mock him, but it didn't come out that way.
Batman gave me one last glare, but let the matter go. He went around to the driver's side of his car. Walking straight past me as he opened the car door. I took out a cigarette and came over. Leaning on the car door as I watched him click a few buttons. I peered into the Batmobile and raised an eyebrow at the high tech gizmos he had in there.
And no, I have no clue how half that shit works he has in that sexy car.
Batman ignored me as he did whatever it was dark vigilantes in Gotham City did with awesome cars. I suspected he might have been going over the police scanners. After a few minutes he seemed satisfied before he glanced back up at me. I suppose he could tell I had no idea what it was he was doing. It was the first time I had ever seen the Batmobile in person. Now that I got to see the inside I noticed there was a second seat. I envied the person who joined him on his nightly rounds of Gotham City.
"Do you have a safe house to lay low at for the next couple of days?" Batman asked me. I actually had to think for a minute as I considered the idea. It suddenly occurred to me Batman may just know who might be after me and Catwoman. I considered the penthouse for a second, but instead shook my head.
"I have a place in mind, but after what happened tonight I have to assume everything is compromised. I'm going to be busy looking for leaks in my network. Until I know for certain everything is secure it's best to play it safe." I told him. I have to admit, Batman was the last person I should probably be telling this to. Still, if the man wanted to take me in there was no doubt in my mind he could have scrounged up enough evidence within a fortnight to bring me in.
"Get in." Batman said to me. Before I could say anything his door shut automatically. A second later the door on the other side of the Batmobile opened up. I paused, wondering if I should or not. When the door continued to remain open I made up my mind.
I decided I could retrieve my bike tomorrow. I had other means of travel hidden around the city. I walked around and slipped into the Batmobile. The door closed as I got in. In front of me a panel lit up with several buttons and readings I could only guess at did something. Beneath me the seat was surprisingly comfortable as Batman started his car. He flicked his headlights off as the windows shifted. Suddenly I could see our entire surroundings in stark detail as they switched to some type of high tech night vision.
I gaped at this trick as Batman pulled out of the stand of trees. Being careful not to hit my bike as he pulled out onto the road. A second later I grabbed onto the door handle with a white knuckled grip as Batman stepped down on the gas pedal. Speeding up from 0 to 70 miles per hour in the space of a few seconds. I glared when Batman gave me a triumphant smirk not once taking his eyes off the road. Even though it was muffled, I could hear the roar of the engine as we raced through the night in the Batmobile. Selena was right about one thing. He sure as hell could make his car roar when he wanted too.
"Shut up." I snapped at him. Batman glanced at me no doubt enjoying how uncomfortable I was in his car. I was actually scared he might just crash.
"You don't like fast cars?"
"Keep your eyes on the damn road!"
"She has auto-pilot. We're in no danger of crashing." Batman told me calmly. His face had gone back to his usual seriousness, but I swear on the inside the bastard was laughing at me.
"Do you mind me asking where you're taking me exactly?"
"A safe place."
"You're not taking me to jail, are you? Or someplace similar to it?"
"No."
"Are you going to tell me?"
"No."
"Not even a hint."
"It's safe."
"Wow, I can think of so many places with that."
"I'm the only one who knows about it."
I pressed Batman, but he refused to answer my questions. After a while I gave up. By now we had already reached Gotham City and he was expertly navigating the streets. I leaned back in my seat gazing out as the world whirled past me. The excitement of the evening had begun to take its toll on me. From nearly being killed, to fleeing for my life, and next having sex with a man whose face I didn't even know. I felt my eyes drooping and for a moment wondered if it was wise to fall asleep.
Before I knew my eyes were shooting open. I sat up for a second confused about where I was. Sunlight was streaming in through an open window. I blinked, turning to stare dumbfounded out the window. Where the hell was Batman? Had it all been a dream?
It took me a minute to realize not only was I several stories up off the ground, but that most of my clothes were off except for my boxers. I rubbed at my eyes blinking rapidly as I tried to figure out what had happened. I had just closed my eyes for a second in the Batmobile. Now it seemed to be the middle of the day. I stood up and felt a familiar ache in my backside. Okay, so that part had been real at least.
Looking around I noticed the room happened to be extremely posh. As in, something a billionaire would wake up to each morning. Entirely spotless I seemed to be in some kind of suite. I glanced out the window again through the curtains and took an involuntary step back. I seemed to be at the top of a high end hotel. I looked around the room at a complete loss as to what to do.
It didn't take me long to find my clothes. They were fresh cleaned and pressed. Neatly folded on a chair not to far away from the bed. I continued to explore before I found it. It was hidden in a small corner of the room behind a statue. A folded note with a batarang placed on top of it.
I picked up the batarang rather surprised. I picked up the note as well and unfolded it. Something fell out at my feet. When I glanced down I saw to my alarm it was Logan's dog tags. On the note the hand writing was crisp and neat. It read:
I was halfway across the city until I noticed you were missing these. Who is this man? You don't fit the description I found on the government records. These aren't yours.
-B
Stunned, I picked up the dog tags and stared at them. At once feeling guilt and anger all at once. Then something hit me in the gut which I had not even thought about.
Did Batman only sleep with me to get information?
