Warning! This chapter contains coitus if you are more squeamish about genitalia than blood and gore then please skip to where you can see a lot of dialogue.
"Elizabeth." Edward's voice was low and its usual cocky tone was gone. It was almost hesitant and unsure. If Elizabeth's head weren't spinning she would have called him out on it. Elizabeth's hand released his neck and slid around and down his chest slightly. She grabbed Edward's tie and pulled him down halfway then very slowly brought her lips up to softly meet his.
The kiss didn't stay soft for long as Elizabeth permission caused Edward to react passionately. He pressed up against Elizabeth trapping her against the counter and his own body. Elizabeth gasped allowing Edward to slip his tongue inside her mouth. Their tongues flicked against each other a pleasant spark coursing through Elizabeth body each time they rubbed together.
Using the little space Edward had left her Elizabeth undid Edward's tie and threw it off. In return one of Edward's hands slid down and skated around the hem of her shirt before slipping inside. His fingers were cool against her heated flesh the contrast caused her to shiver and press closer to Edward. She felt Edward smirk into the kiss and she nipped at his bottom lip in rebuttal. At this Edward broke away and led a trail of kisses and small nips down Elizabeth's neck. Another gasp escaped Elizabeth's lips followed by a moan. Edward switched sides and ran a series of light kisses up Elizabeth's neck to her ear. He bit down on her ear lightly tugging on it gently and then pressed a kiss against skin.
"Edward," Elizabeth groaned. Edward went to kiss Elizabeth again but she stopped him by attacking his own neck. He grunted in pleasure as Elizabeth nipped and licked at his neck. Deftly Elizabeth started to unbutton his black dress shirt but was disappointed to find an undershirt beneath it. Elizabeth ran kiss along his jaw line before reconnecting with Edward's lips. Their kisses became more and more heated. Elizabeth could feel her body tingle with pleasure, it'd been too long since she'd been kissed like this.
She shifted slightly and felt the cool counter press against her skin. Edward had managed to pull her shirt up all the way to her breasts. Elizabeth let go of Edward breaking the kiss and he pulled the shirt over her head dropping it on the floor. They quickly resumed their kiss Edward's hands now roaming freely over Elizabeth's back. Not wanting to be the only one without a shirt Elizabeth tugged Edward's shirts from out of his pants and finished unbuttoning the dress shirt. Edward shrugged off the unbuttoned shirt without breaking the kiss. Elizabeth slid her hands underneath Edward's remaining shirt. Edward grabbed her hands and broke the kiss.
"Should we move upstairs?" He asked heatedly. Elizabeth nodded. Edward near dragged her up the steps and he was soon opening the door to his bedroom. Elizabeth had little time to take in the fair sized room before Edward swept her up into his arms and deposited her on the bed. Before she could react Edward had removed her pants and was staring heatedly down at her.
"I think you're unfairly clothed."
"Agreed," Edward stripped down to his boxers quickly and then turned his attention back to Elizabeth. Elizabeth blushed at the intensity of his gaze and her breath quickened in anticipation. The springs of bed creaked as Edward kneeled on the bed. He kissed Elizabeth while running a hand up along her stomach up to cup on of her breasts. Edward's thumb ran over her half-hard nipple through her bra bringing it to a full point. His hand moved away, down around to her back and tried to undo her bra. Edward broke the kiss with a 'tch' of frustration. Elizabeth chuckled lightly and reached around easily undoing the hooks.
"Prince of puzzles?"
"Shut it," Edward growled pulling the bra away and flinging it across the room. He pinched a nipple gently rolling it between his fingers. This sent fissions of pleasure coursing straight to Elizabeth's core, she moaned. Keeping his hand on the one breast Edward bent down and placed a light kiss on Elizabeth's lips before moving down and drawing the neglected nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it lightly and flicked it with his tongue causing Elizabeth to cry out in pleasure. Edward released her nipple after a final suck turned his attention to the other giving it the same treatment.
"Edward." Elizabeth groaned her teeth clenched in pleasure. He released the nipple and traveled downwards kissing the planes of her stomach before stopping right above her underwear line. Hooking a finger in the elastic Edward tugged the panties down and off. His fingers ghosted along her calves as he looked down at her. The dim light from the street light filtered through the shades illuminating her body. Skin flushed pink with passion, red marks scattered across her skin; Elizabeth was a vision.
"You're shaking," he said with a smirk, "I didn't know I was that good."
"It's just been awhile," she said, "and also I've never really done this sober before." Edward pressed a kiss against her lips and cupped her heated sex.
"I'm honored then." Before Elizabeth could call him an asshole Edward pressed two of his fingers in the wet heat. Elizabeth cried out clutching the bed sheets. His thumb rubbed her clitoris sending electric shocks throughout her body. Edward was teasing her as his fingers danced around giving her pleasure but not enough for release.
"Enough," she growled grabbing his shoulders and flipping him onto his back. Now on top Elizabeth straddled Edward's hips and attacked his chest. Nipping and sucking, wiggling her hips every so often so that she brushed up against his hard length. Every time she did this Edward let out a hiss of pleasure. Elizabeth ran her hands up his chest and kissed him deeply rubbing her hips slowly against him.
Edward grabbed Elizabeth's waist and rolled them so that she was back on bottom. He quickly removed his boxers and fell back on her kissing Elizabeth feverishly. She felt him prodding at her entrance; she brought her hips up slightly to press against him giving him permission. Elizabeth broke their kiss with a cry as Edward slid into her. Edward stayed still letting Elizabeth adjust to his size.
"Move god damn it." Elizabeth hissed moving her own hips to try and get Edward started. He moved his hips back and began sliding in and out. Both were moaning and their lips met in brief searing kisses. Elizabeth could feel the pressure and tension building inside her. Edward's speed increased and Elizabeth wrapped her legs around him letting him enter deeper. Stars burst in Elizabeth's vision as she began to spasm her body clenching around Edward.
"Elizabeth," Edward groaned. Elizabeth's back arched as they let loose together, calling each other's names. Edward pulled out and fell on to the bed next to Elizabeth. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her against his chest.
"I never took you as one for post coital cuddling." Elizabeth said once she had found her breath.
"Well there's only one bed in the house unless you want to sleep on the couch." He said as he propped up the pillows giving Elizabeth a better angle to lie against him with. She rested her head in the crux of his chest and shoulder.
"This is fine. I've never done this before. It was always passing out drunk or back to the party to drink some more."
"You deserve better than drunken fumbling Frat boys."
"Thanks…" Elizabeth ran her fingers lazily up Edward chest tracing some of the scars. "There are so many."
"Frat boys?"
"No, scars."
"The price of battling the Dork Knight. You have already started your collection." Edward ran his fingers around a few of the scars that peppered Elizabeth's upper arm. Elizabeth rested her hand in the center of his chest.
"True…so you have a bad girl fetish or something?"
"What?"
"You kissed me right after I finished telling you about how I choked out Batman, did the thought turn you on or something?"
"No, though the idea of you besting Batman is rather hot."
"Why then?"
"Because…um…"
"That's ok, tell me in riddle tomorrow, I'm about to fall asleep."
"A riddle?" Edward said to himself. A riddle sounded good. A riddle to explain a riddle to a riddle. Truth be told he wasn't sure why he had kissed Elizabeth. Edward had simply felt the need, the want to do so. He wanted the kiss to be a comfort to her after her ordeal, a reward for besting the Batman, and an apology for how he had left her after their dinner. Not that Edward was one to apologize he just thought that she might be angry at him and didn't want that.
Edward looked down at Elizabeth nestled against his chest already fast asleep. He could see goose-bumps appearing across her arms and legs. His hand ghosted along her body as he reached down to pull the sheet over them. The movement caused Elizabeth to stir slightly and tighten her grip on him. He chuckled and the motion of his chest made her stir again, she mumbled something that sounded like "bad pillow" and nuzzled her face into him. Edward leaned back against the propped up pillows playing with one of the short strands of Elizabeth's hair. It was nearing two in the morning; he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and closed his eyes.
When Edward awoke several hours later he was disappointed to find himself alone in bed. He was less disappointed when he heard the shower running in the attached bathroom. A cocky grin spread across his face as he approached the door and opened it silently. Elizabeth was standing under the water stream rinsing the soap off her body eyes closed enjoying the pounding water.
"Well good morning." He said sliding back the glass door. Elizabeth jumped.
"Edward!"
"Might I join you?"
"No, sorry." Edward's face fell. "I was just finishing and I don't have time for a bout of shower sex." Elizabeth stepped past Edward who caught her arm.
"We have plenty of time." He said dragging her against his chest and kissing her deeply. When they parted Edward was smirking, convinced that he persuaded her to stay.
"Sorry Edward as much as I want to, I really need to go." She pulled away from him and grabbed a towel wrapping it around her. "I checked the police database on your computer this morning and there's no warrant for me yet, so I need to go finish Jonathan's devices before there is."
"How did you get into my computer?"
"Your hint is: The answer to this riddle is most obvious. Not hard to figure out."
"Clever minx, let me reward you for your intelligence." Edward took a few steps towards her determined to get her back into the shower.
"You can reward me all you want when I get back. Now have fun taking care of your morning wood." Elizabeth slipped out the door leaving Edward very sexually frustrated. She went down the stairs two at a time clutching on to the towel so it didn't fall. Before she had showered she had set her clothes out on the couch and now she changed into them quickly. Elizabeth put on her dirty blonde wig and shoved her gun and extra rounds into her purse. Writing a quick note to Edward of when she'd be back and that if Batman didn't catch her she'd be bringing some groceries because he can't survive off ramen and microwave meals. Sticking the note on his crossword book Elizabeth slipped outside, fingers crossed.
"Doctor Crane!?" Elizabeth called out as she entered the warehouse. "I need to speak with you." There was a scraping sound as Jonathan opened the laboratory door.
"Just a bit child, I'm with a patient right now."
"Take your time." Jonathan nodded and slipped back inside the room before the door shut Elizabeth heard him say "Should we increase the dosage then? Excellent." She swallowed hard and popped in a pair of earplugs as to not hear the scream now issuing from the lab. Figuring that Jonathan would be a while she set about working on his devices. She managed to get finish 4 model-2 devices when she saw Jonathan standing just outside of her work area. Elizabeth snapped the final pieces together and removed her ear plugs.
"Done?"
"Yes, I wasn't able to help him with his hadephobia but he'll no longer have to worry about it." A wide grin split Jonathan's face giving Elizabeth second thoughts to talking to him today. "But you wanted to talk child?"
"Ah, yes. I need your help with a puzzle."
"I believe Edward would be a better choice for that."
"No, no. Not that kind of puzzle. I'm trying to figure out how my "breaks from reality" work and I do believe I need the help of a psychologist. You showed interest before so I was hoping that you would…you know, help?" A wicked grin split across his face and Elizabeth instantly regretted asking him.
"Of course child, why do we go up to my…no, that's rather dirty at the moment, I have yet to take out the trash." He took Elizabeth's upper arm and dragged her over to the pile of crates and sat her down on one. Dragging another over for himself he sat down elbows resting on his knees staring at Elizabeth, never losing that eerie grin. "Now tell me all about it."
"So I had another break, night before last, a knife was being held to my throat," she showed Jonathan the cut on her neck. "I was told I killed three people. Thing is though is that I've started to remember was happened during that break. In just flashes but I'm remembering it. But that's not it. Okay, during the pit fight I had like this mini-break, I can remember everything, I was aware of what was happening; but it was like a waking-dream where I could only half control what I was doing. And yesterday, the same thing happened, well similar. This time though I had near full control it was just like I didn't care what I did."
Jonathan steepled his fingers. "I see and during these "mini-breaks" what were you feeling?"
"Anger, pain."
"And what happened right before?"
"For the first one, I was fighting and then I was stabbed in the shoulder," she showed him her half-healed wound. "And for the second I was fighting Batman and was socked in the jaw, thus…." She gestured to the dark purple bruising that had formed overnight.
"And before you last full break, what were you feeling then?"
"Fear." Jonathan smirked. He had already guessed that, it was just confirmation. Everything she was telling him was just confirmation of what he had already guessed in Arkham. Her "breaks" were nothing more than a defense mechanism when her mind became too stressed it tried to escape to avoid the fear. The anger and pain of the "mini-breaks", Jonathan figured, weren't breaks at all it was her mind and body releasing their limiters; like the stories of people lifting cars to save someone. This limiter release most likely happened in her breaks as well, if not even more so, allowing Elizabeth to rip into her victims as he had seen in the photos.
"The flashes of memory mean that your brain is processing while your "breaks" are occurring, suggesting that control of them is possible; however, I do believe that the only way to fully control yourself during them is to control your fear. Luckily, I can help you there."
Elizabeth gulped. "Umm…you know I think I'll try it myself first…" Jonathan chuckled darkly. "So, yeah, thanks. I know you're a busy man, and need to take out the trash and all…I guess I'll just get back to work then…" Elizabeth stood quickly and scampered back to her work station. She heard Jonathan stand and her hand tightened around the pliers she was holding just in case she needed to defend herself.
"You know where to find me if you change your mind." He said walking back in the direction of his lab. Elizabeth didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she heard him walk up the stairs. Maybe it had been a mistake to talk to Jonathan about her breaks but it was either him or Harley and for some reason she trusted Jonathan more than her. Trying to shake the incident from her mind Elizabeth went back to working, if she could get three more done today she'd be half way done to Jonathan's max-quota. It was only half-past noon, she had time.
So instead of sticking this awkwardly somewhere in a chapter I'm just going to put Elizabeth's strength stats here. Everyday: 0-300 lbs (this puts her in the same category as Batgirl, Catwoman, and Harley Quinn)
"Mini-break": 301-450 lbs (this bumps her up to the same level as Nightwing, Green Arrow, and Joker)
"Psychotic Break": 451-700 lbs (her strength increases again she is not as strong as Batman or Ra's Al Ghul yet she can still lift the average motorcycle)
Note: All of these categories could be expanded if Elizabeth trained her body, as right now this is only the effect of the serum, even to the point where she could achieve superhuman strength (800+) during a "psychotic break"