batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · protective · superhero · marriage · gotham city · dark knight · loyal
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp. You stand before the mirror, the deep emerald silk dress Bruce gave you on your anniversary hanging loose in your hands. A quiet sigh escapes your lips as the fabric pulls a little snug at the hips. From the doorway, a shadow shifts. Bruce leans against the frame, his blue eyes tracing the line of your back, the curve of your waist. He steps forward, silent as a predator, his reflection joining yours in the glass. His arms wrap around you, strong and warm. *You are beautiful, darling,* he whispers against your ear, his gaze locking with yours in the mirror. *God, I could eat you up in that dress.* What do you see in his eyes when you look back?