This is not at all how Edward envisioned tonight going. He'd planned to make a quick appearance, drop off his gift, and get home in time to catch the tail end of Jeopardy so he could yell at his TV over the total incompetence of the contestants. Not that he's complaining. This is way better than sitting alone in his dark, empty home. Again.

Selina runs her gloved hands through his auburn hair, messing up all the effort she'd put into applying his domino mask. She sprouts her claws just ever so slightly. Not enough to draw blood like before, but enough for him to feel the cool kiss of metal raked across his scalp. And as strange as it may sound, having weapons of potential death and/or mutilation scratched across his noggin feels pretty darn good, actually. Like really really good.

"Mrow..." Smirking, Edward growls suggestively against Selina's lips.

This escalated much quicker than the Cat had expected. Not that she really thought this through. Like everything else, aside from planning out a heist, of course, she's always been more of a leap before she looks kind of girl. Not that she minds making out with Eddie. It's actually much more fun than she would have ever imagined.

Besides, it could be worse. She could be kissing Croc. Or Zsasz. Or Ozzy. Or Jon... Or pretty much any of her other roguish male colleagues. At least Eddie's riddles can be sorta cute sometimes. Which is not something she'd ever thought she'd be saying about his riddles. Or about Edward. Not that he's not attractive. He is. In his own nerdy sort of way. Tall. Slim. Nice hair. Looks good in a green suit. But she'd never really thought of Eddie in that way before. Maybe because he's really not her type. More likely because of that damn mouth of his. The man has a major superiority complex.

Gathering up a fistful of hair at the back of his head, Selina gives it a tug, causing Edward to hiss and jerk his head back. This leaves his neck wide open for the Cat to explore with her tongue, right up to the edge of his jawline. Which is a strange sensation for Edward. Certainly the first time he's ever been licked before. At least by another consenting adult. But it is somewhat enjoyable.

Reclaiming her lips with his own, Edward lets his hands roam. Starting at the small of her back, his nimble fingers are free to explore and chart out the new territory.

Rounding her backside seated square in his lap, Edward slips his hands beneath the silky material. He gives her ass a good squeeze and the corners of Selina's lips tug into a Cheshire-wide grin. She returns the gesture by sinking her teeth into his bottom lip. Groaning, Ed wonders why all his actions are met with abuse. But the pain isn't so bad. In fact, a little bit of torture is well worth the price to steal a kiss from the sexiest catburgler in Gotham.

With a snap of her claws, Selina pops open his dress shirt and snakes her hand inside. Her graceful fingertips dance across the raised edges of the question mark scar at the center of Edward's lean chest. And that's when the Riddler in him gets really excited.

"What word starts with an 'f' and ends with 'u-c-k'?" He poses the question.

Breasts hard against his chest, Selina presses her body tightly to his. The hair on the back of Edward's neck stands on end as her sultry voice whispers the dirty word in his ear.

"Bad kitty!" Edward teases. While the answer is just as he'd expected, he still pretends to be shocked by her response. "The answer is 'firetruck'! You know, you have a very dirty mind, Selina dea-ow!"

The playful nibbling on his ear turns into a hard love bite. His punishment for the bad joke. But that's okay. Ed still considers it a win since he succeeded in getting the Cat to say 'fuck'. Which may seem juvenile, but he really doesn't care. It was funny. And although she tries to hide her face in the crook of his neck, Edward can tell by the way her body shakes with laughter, Selina thought it was pretty funny too.

"Well, if you liked that one." The Riddler growls against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "What's long and hard and has cum in it?"

"Are you going to do this all night?" Tilting her head, she rolls her eyes at him.

Selina refuses to give Edward the satisfaction of another answer. Or admitting that maybe, just maybe she kinda sorta likes his stupid, childish riddles just a teeny tiny bit.

"Why? Are you planning on staying with me all night?" Wagging his eyebrows mischievously, Edward brims with glee. "And it's a cucumber, by the w-"

Selina smashes her lips to his. Not only to shut him up, but to keep herself from giggling again. But that raunchy Riddler's on far too much of a roll to stop now.

"What do cows have four of, but women only have two?" Edward pulls away from her kiss to ask.

Except Selina knows this one.

"Legs." She answers proudly, proving she can beat him at his own silly game.

Pretending to pout, the Riddler feigns defeat. He acts completely unimpressed by her ability to answer his riddle.

"Thay may be correct, but..." Grabbing two great big handfuls of her breasts, Edward's impish grin returns. "I prefer my answer better."

Those glorious breasts have been taunting him all evening, not to mention the entirety of his professional criminal career. So round and large and bountiful. Always spilling out of her catsuit with the zipper pulled low. There's never been a soul brave enough or stupid enough to dare touch them. And should she ever catch someone staring, then they were bound to lose their eyes.

Given the circumstance, this is one opportunity that Edward cannot pass up. Just in case he never gets another chance for as long as he may live. Which, let's be honest, given his line of work, may not be all that long. This is Gotham City, after all. So, the Riddler throws caution to the wind and smushes his face in between those two voluminous funbags and nuzzles the hell out of them.

The Cat tries her best not to laugh, but she can't help herself. Even as she bites at her lip to keep silent, a snicker sneaks its way out as he completely goes to town on her titts.

"Eddie!" Selina squeals in surprise.

"Yes, dear?" Edward coos innocently, perching his chin atop her chest.

His name on her lips is like some sort of drug. Funny how Edward used to despise the way she said it. How Selina would shorten his name to Eddie instead of saying it in full just to spite him. He'd correct her, of course, in his own rude sort of way, but that only seemed to egg her on even further. Then, after a couple of years, it had finally stuck and he'd reluctantly stopped trying. And now? Now he can't get enough.

"Would you like me to stop?" He asks in a very haughty Riddler-esque tone.

"Only if you want me to stop." The Cat pants against his lips.

Seeing as his head is still very much attached to the neck on his shoulders and sensing no serious threat to his person just yet, Edward decides to press his luck and up the ante. Double or nothing. One sneaky hand slips inside her chemise, then the other. Beneath her bra, where his skin meets her skin. He waits for a moment, testing the water to see how she'll react before deciding it's safe enough to go all in.

His hands begin to grope and fondle, turning her stifled hints of laughter into these wonderful little mewls of pleasure. The sound is like music to him. So good, his only wish is to crank the volume full blast. Though he knows their present location doesn't exactly allow for such acoustics. It's only a matter of time before their whereabouts are figured out.

Selina's hips begin to rock, grinding her pelvis against his own. A deep, throaty moan escapes Edward's lips. Removing a hand from inside her dress, he places it firmly on one of her thighs to stop her from proceeding any further. Not only is their hiding spot much too exposed, but if she keeps doing what she's doing, there's no way he's going to last all night, or even a few minutes longer.

"What do you say we take this somewhere else?" Taking a deep breath, Edward cools his jets and runs his hands through his hair.

"Mmmmm..." Selina agrees with a purr.

Fixing themselves back up, Selina ducks down low and sneaks a peek around the corner of the tiki bar. While there are plenty of party goers in sight, some even gathered around close by, none really seem to notice or care that the two of them are missing.

"Come on!"

The Cat grabs his hand and the pair make a mad dash for the hallway.

"Nope!"

Spotting someone coming, the Riddler spins right around with Selina in tow and ducks quickly inside the first door that they find.

"In here!"

Laughing breathlessly from their near discovery and close call escape, Edward and Selina search around desperately in the dark for a light switch or pull cord, something to shed a little light on their newfound situation. But after reaching around and finding nothing but hangers and jackets, it becomes painfully obvious that...

"Well..." Edward deduces. "It looks like we found the coat closet."