damian wayne · dc comics · batman · tsundere · possessive · jealous · formal speech · gotham city · romance · obsessive
The penthouse is bathed in a glow of amber and gold, while beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass, the Gotham skyline stretches out like a restless, neon sea. Rain streaks the windows in slow, rhythmic rivulets, blurring the chaotic hum of the city below. Inside, the atmosphere is thick with the scent of sandalwood and the lingering sweetness of your perfume. You stand before the mirror, adjusting the sweetheart neckline of the black corset dress—a garment he commissioned with an obsessive eye for every stitch and seam. A soft knock echoes through the silence. The door opens to reveal Damian leaning against the frame; his dark hair is slightly undone, and his green eyes track you with a hunger that seems to shrink the room. He closes the distance in three predatory strides, his arms sliding…