Disclaimer: I don't own anything or any of these characters, that was bland
Riddler slowly and softly stroked his hand across Yin's waist. A small warm smile adorning his features, a rosy glow across his usually pale skin, his olive eyes, no longer covered in that mask, gazing deeply and lovingly into her dark brown ones
"You're amazing" he whispered, giving her a loving kiss on her soft cheek, rewarding him with a quick kiss on his own cheek.
"Not so bad yourself" came the loving reply from his Ellen. Riddler smiled up at her as she stroked a hand across his chest, stroking his own hand over her stomach. She lifted herself off him and lay down beside him, still stroking his chest while he slid onto his side, giving his attention to her neck.
"I love you" he whispered, in-between placing kisses down her soft, swan-like neck, brushing a little of her coal-black hair out of the way. Her hair being out of it's usual ponytail, instead falling freely over her shoulders and back, made her appear all the more beautiful and angelic, stroking both her waist and her stomach softly and gently. They stayed together in bed for almost twenty minutes, holding and stroking each other gently, as only lovers can.
Yin finally shifted slightly, drawing away from Riddler a little, which caused Riddler to give her a slightly surprised look. She gave a smile at his surprised expression, lifting her hand to his face, stroking across his cheek.
"It's ok" she told him gently, in case he thought she had any regrets, "I was just going to get us a drink"
The look of relief on his face was obvious by the smile on his face as he lifted himself up.
"I'll get it" he offered, leaning down to kiss her before sliding out of bed and standing, turning to leave, skirting round the blue trousers, red jacket and green spandex which were strewn across the floor, turning at the doorway and giving her a cheeky grin, "Hold tight, and don't get dressed". Yin gave a small chuckle at this, placing her hand on her stomach gently, eyes widening suddenly. They hadn't used protection, what if she was…..pregnant?
Riddler stepped back into the bedroom past one of the de-activated Riddlemen, a drink in each hand, but froze at the sight of Yin, eyes widened in worry and fear.
"What's wrong Ellen?" he asked gently stepping up beside her and offering her a glass, which she took between shaking hands.
"We didn't, you didn't" she told him, fear in every syllable, "Edward, what if I'm…" she found she couldn't finish the sentence, just gesturing towards her stomach. Riddler's own eyes grew and he softly filled in the last word.
"Pregnant"
(Yay! Two chapters in one day)