A/N I have added this fic to my list on AO3. My name is the same on there as it is here :). Thank you so much, Miss Obvious, for encouraging me to continue this fic!~
This time, Batman was ready. He had prepared a mattress in an abandoned building for their night together. Afterwards, he held her close, and she curled into him. She'd never been treated with such...gentleness before. Sure, she enjoyed the power-play and roughness that she shared with her puddin'. But she also enjoyed this new way of doing things. The care he took and the attention he gave her.
She turned her head up to see him staring at her. She grinned and pulled him into another deep, passionate kiss. "You certainly know what you're doin'," she whispered. He gave a small, contented grunt in return. "Still so unwilling to talk?" she asked.
His fingers traced imaginary lines on her bare back. She shivered as his gentle touch tickled her. But she didn't ask him to stop.
"You let your actions talk for ya, huh?" she noted with a grin. He leaned down and kissed her again.
Every kiss they shared lit up a flame inside her. The very idea of sharing another long, magical night together excited every bone in her body. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. And closer. She couldn't get him close enough.
And then he pulled away.
He sat up.
She gazed up at him, her eyes wide. Her mouth still slightly puckered from their kissing.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"This is wrong," he said.
She almost gasped. Somehow, she had never really imagined it possible for batbr-I mean, Batman to be so unsure with himself. Especially when it came to morals. She sat up on her knees and touched his shoulder.
"It feels right," she said. "So it must be."
"Do you really think that?" he dared, not looking at her.
She froze and pulled away. No, no he was right. She was Mistah J's girlfriend. She was cheating on him. And enjoying it. She frowned and sat back on her heels.
"You're not the woman you make everyone think you are," Batman said. She blinked and looked up at him. "And The Joker doesn't deserve you." With that, he stood and began re-applying his armor.
"What do ya mean?" she asked. He didn't respond. She fell silent as she watched him dress. When he headed for the window, she called, "Wait!"
He paused, but didn't look at her.
"When will I see you again?" she asked.
He was silent for a long moment. Finally, he said, "Think about what I said. You'll know how to reach me when you're ready."
"But-" But he was gone. Out the window without a sound. Without a trace. She sighed and looked over at her clothes.
I had better get dressed and head home, she thought. Don't want another repeat of what happened last time. As she gathered her clothes, she debated on what she was going to tell her puddin'. She couldn't tell him, she decided. Besides, Batman had basically said they wouldn't do it again until she said so. So if she just never tried to reach him...
Her brow furrowed when she put on her jeans. There was something in her pocket that hadn't been there before. Carefully, she pulled it out.
It was a small, circular object with a button on it. The button was a bat. Oh. She stared at it a long moment before slipping it into a zipper pocket of her purse. She zipped the pocket closed and reached for her shoes.