People never knew when they were robbed by Catwoman until it was too late, and even then all they knew was that their possession was stolen. But the culprit was never caught. Now Selina had long since graduated from pick-pocketing unless it was from someone extremely wealthy.
She's robbed museums, stolen art pieces, diamonds, she's fought countless enemies, human and not, she was a crime boss and through all of that she still has her nine lives. Only been caught so many times in her life she's got a reputation, a well earned one. Such that she feels confidant about tonight's target.
This woman, they've met before, but not like Selina never stole from those she knew personally or intimately. At the end of the day a job was a job.
And Selina Kyle is damn good at her job.
Finding and sneaking into the lavish penthouse was surprisingly easy. What came next not so much. Her target was in the kitchen, and the reason why she was here was leaning against one of the chairs. A very prized sword with a big, shiny green emerald imbedded in the hilt.
Selina approached with caution, one hand on her whip, the other reaching for the targeted sword. She was crouching, her view momentarily cut off by the already positioned chairs.
"You're getting sloppy." Whispered a voice behind her before Selina felt a cold blade press against her shoulder.
"Am I? Or were you waiting for me?" Selina looked over and up shoulder to see Talia a Ghul looking down at her with indifference.
"You're probably the only thief that has the guts to rob me in my own home." Talia's blade pressed closer but it didn't stop Selina from standing up, her hands in the air, complete with shining, sharp claws that could take an eye out. Talia reached for the whip on Selina's hip. "Hands."
"Mmm, so kinky." The purr was very audible and it made Talia's grip loosen. "Now that you've caught me," Selina spun around and pressed her chest against the tip of the sword, "what do you plan on doing with me?"
Talia's frown deepened. Selina already failed, she didn't have to stick around. If she wanted to the Cat could have made a break for it. Well if she was thinking off playing cat and mouse with Talia then she will do the same. She dropped the sword and pushed her down onto the table with a loud thud.
"You're a clever one Selina. Such a shame to waste your talents on petty thieveries." Talia's hand played with zipper on the front, pulling it down just a little bit. Selina shivered against her and went right for a bite, "I didn't say you could bite me."
Selina hummed against Talia's shoulder and licked with slow, broad strokes of her tongue. "I don't remember asking. Or needing your permission."
The hot energy between them was sizzling. Neither wanted to give an inch to the other. Both were strong and neither wanted to relent, it was another battle between the two women. Only this one was being fought on their terms, because of their desires.
As much as they wanted to they couldn't deny the attraction to one another. It started because of Bruce, they met because of Bruce, they became both rivals and friends because of Bruce. But this right now? This had nothing to do with Bruce, this was all Talia and Selina.
Their flirtations had grown the more time they spent around each other. It was friendly jabs and banter at first. Then the compliments started, then heated looks, then the innuendos. The tension was simply too much to ignore. Only both were stubborn enough to try. Until tonight.
Looking back maybe that was the whole reason why this happened. The look Selina gave to Talia the other night when Talia announced she would be leaving Gotham for a while. She would be back, she always came back but Selina wanted to visit her. That shiny sword was a good excuse.
Talia wanted to see her too. She'd already said her goodbyes with Bruce and Damian. There was only Selina left, so she waited.
More of Selina's skin was exposed as Talia pulled the zipper down. She realized that compared to her, who was wearing a long, low cut dress, Selina was a bit too covered. "It's only polite to ask. But seeing as we're skipping the pleasantries tonight, I suppose I should respond in kind." Talia took Selina by the chin and pushed her mouth against her own.
Selina kissed a lot of people in her life, each had their own softness, firmness, sweetness, danger. Very few came close to Talia. She was not only skilled, her lips melting against Selina's almost too perfectly, but she realized that Talia could probably make her to anything she wanted if she kept kissing her.
"Ah, biting again. Is that a kink of yours? If so I'm interested in letting you indulge." Talia smirked as Selina's legs locked tight around her hips.
"Cats do bite when they mate." She licked her teeth, before inviting the assassin in for a deep kiss.
Biting was indeed one of Selina's kinks, and after how many bites she left on Talia that night it became one of her's too.