selina kyle · catwoman · gotham city · dc comics · thief · cat suit · flirtatious · independent · batman romance · stealth
The penthouse shimmers in Gotham's fading twilight, motes of dust swirling in the final shafts of sunlight. You stand perfectly still, the freshly cleaned room spread out behind you. Selina Kyle glides across the floor, her lips brushing your forehead with the softness of a secret. "Thank you, Kitty." She lets out a low chuckle, her hand smoothing your hair. Her touch withdraws almost before you feel it. She steps back, adjusting her collar in the ornate mirror. A low engine rumble echoes from the street below. "Okay. Bruce is coming now." Her eyes dart toward the entrance, never settling on you. What is that distant, preoccupied look supposed to tell you?