This chapter happens after episode 5x05 when Selina and Bruce are in Sirens after she stabs Jeremiah. It is as much angsty as the last one was fluffy. Enjoy.

Eros part II

He watched her dancing from afar for a while, a drink in his hand, her words playing out in his mind on repeat, the pain in her eyes as she tried so hard to break his heart. Why did she keep doing that? And he could see clearly how hurting him took the toll on her, how miserable that made her, because no matter what she tried to say, she cared, she cared so much it almost killed her multiple of times. She was moving her body to the sound of the music she said to love, her eyes closed, her face raised upwards, her arms following cadence of her moves, she looked like she was in trance.

A couple of guys approached but she didn't seem to notice, Bruce got apprehensive, jealousy burning in his chest but he did not move. Inevitably, one of the guys tried to touch her, Bruce swallowed the drink in his hand, the alcohol descending his throat like glass shards, but he still didn't move. Selina opened her eyes, he saw her mouth move as she spoke something, the guy tried to touch her again and she answered by punching him on the stomach, unashamed of how good seeing that made him feel, Bruce finally walked in her direction.

The mild violent scene created no commotion, but made people draw away from Selina. Everyone knew better than to mess with Selina Kyle and nobody cared about the destiny of someone who was stupid enough to do otherwise and got what they deserved. Bruce moved towards her, keeping himself in her eyesight, much like he would do approaching a stray.

He put his hands on her swinging hips and was surprised buy the look of relief in her eyes. What was she so relived for? That it was him and not another weirdo bothering her? That he didn't left after all she did to drive him away? Selina's lids fell shut and she let the music take her again, bringing Bruce with her. This was nothing like dancing to old songs in the privacy of his room, Bruce felt every inch of him charged with raw energy. He felt her hands touching him quite desperately, his chest, his arms, his neck, pulling his hair. She turned in their embrace, his hands sliding to her belly, he pulled her closer, her curly hair tickling his face as she let her head fall against him. He could feel her rubbing against him in the rhythm of the music driving him euphoric.

'Selina…' He moaned her name against her ear, she turned again, the loss of the friction almost killing him instantly.

But when he looked at her again her face was wet with tears.

He cupped her face, stopping in his tracks. His thumbs cleaning away the dark paths made of mascara.

'Shhh, I'm here.' He said. The music was loud, but she must have read his lips because she hugged him tight.

'But why are you, though?' She whispered in his ear.

He returned the hug urgently, trying to feel every inch of her, he had the horrible sensation that she would slip between his arms or dematerialize in a puff of smoke at any second.

'Let's get out of here.' He answered in the same way.

She took a while to detach from him, then, she wiped her face and gabbed his hand pulling him away from the dance floor and towards a corridor leading upstairs.

'Where are we?' He finally broke the silence when she closed the final door behind her.

'My place.'

He could help but look around, it wasn't a large room like the one he had in the mansion but it was bigger than he current room in Heaven. The twin bed was messy, the purple bedspread pushed away. There was pieces of dark clothing on the floor, knifes on the nightstand, but no décor of any type. Her smell was everywhere.

Bruce was half-surprised by how she advanced towards him, pushing him against the door, kissing him so hard it hurt, and going straight to his fly. He let her get her way for a while, fully taking advantage of the inability of her shaking hands to undo his pants, until he took her hands in his.

'Selina…' He managed between kisses. 'Selina… Stop it, Selina.'

'What? You don't want it?'

Selina stepped back from Bruce, she was fully angry now, the betrayal from his rejection reddening her face.

'Not like that.' He said breathily.

'Why did you let me take you here for, then?'

'So we would talk.'

She rolled her eyes.

'I don't wanna talk about my feelings now, Bruce.' She said in a mock bitter tone and turned her back to him pacing around the room.

'Stop it, Selina, just stop it.'

'What?!' She whipped back at him.

'Running away from this. From us.'

'There is no us, Bruce.'

It was his time to get exasperated.

'Oh, come on, you know that's far from the truth. You know what I don't get, Selina? You asked me to stay, no, you begged me to not leave you alone, and against my better judgement, I did what you wanted. And now all you do is run away from me, just like before.'

'Well, you are free to leave now.'

'No. I'm not.'

'Go away, Bruce. I know why you don't want to have sex, you are disgusted by me, aren't you? I killed a man, no, a monster in cold blood and you know what? I liked it. I'm not like you, I won't mop around feeling sorry for myself. Given the chance I'd do it again in a heartbeat.'

He breathed in deeply, then talking slowly, like he would talk to a child, he told her:

'I'd never, never, be disgusted by you, Selina.'

He approached her, pushed her hair from her face softly, his touch was always so soft, so tender, and in that moment she hated it, she wanted him to be rough, she wanted to feel something other than the despair boiling inside her and tender wouldn't do.

'You don't know me, Bruce, you don't know me at all. The Selina you care about don't exist.' She said in that same hurt tone again, breaking his heart even further.

'She is here in front of me. Look at me, Selina. Please.' She did. 'Don't push me away again.' He pleaded.

And when she kissed him again, he didn't hesitate or stop her again.

Eros is a bit longer than Agape, but I think I can manage the last part of it in just one more post. We will still be vising the past for a bit and then back to the present before the next section of the story. I hope you are enjoying this story and if you are, please let me know, I don't bite.