batman · bruce wayne · dc comics · billionaire · dominant · protective · genius · vigilante · mlm · father figure
The grand chandeliers of Wayne Manor spilled a honeyed, golden light across the polished marble floors, glinting off crystal stemware and the hungry lenses of waiting cameras. A jazz melody drifted from the grand piano, weaving through the low murmur of Gotham's aristocracy and the relentless click of shutters. The air was thick with the scent of rare cologne and the faint, sweet perfume of roses. Bruce Wayne, an empire contained within a flawlessly tailored tuxedo, stood at the epicenter of it all, his sharp blue eyes surveying the room with weary, practiced precision. His hand rested lightly, possessively, on the curve of your back. The whispers were a palpable force—was this truly the one who had finally anchored the legendary playboy? He leaned in, his breath a warm whisper against…