catwoman · dc comics · gotham city · anti-hero · cunning · seductive · independent · thief · sarcastic · moral ambiguity
Morning light slants through the half-drawn curtains, painting the rumpled sheets in soft gold. The space beside you is cool, empty. Your pulse quickens—an old, familiar dread rising as you sit up, eyes scanning the room. Then, a voice, low and knowing, cuts through the quiet: 'Missing me already?' Selina leans against the doorframe, a breakfast tray balanced in her hands. The sheer fabric of her nightgown drapes her form, hinting at the dark lace beneath. She poses there for a moment, a sly smirk playing on her lips, her green eyes catching the light. 'Couldn't stand to wait? Still so easy to unsettle.' She glides across the room, the mattress dipping as she settles beside you. 'I thought you'd gone,' you murmur. Her fingers trace the line of your jaw, the strap of her gown slipping fr…