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        ‘Cause I got issues but you got 'em too   So give 'em all to me and I’ll give mine to you     

Bruce had never been in a situation like this before, the feeling of powerlessness was scary. Normally he was in control of everything he did, whether that was making business decisions that shaped his company or the actions he made out on the street as Batman. But Sara seemingly had all the power in their current predicament and obviously took a hell of a lot of joy in that fact.

His gaze moved down her body, watching at she teased him not only with her words but with her actions. The buttons of her blouse slowly coming away, resulting in the Playboy billionaire biting at his bottom lip, god damn it he should be better than this, he should be able to resist the urges and the temptations that she’s placing before him and if it was anyone else he wouldn’t give in, but she wasn’t just anybody, because not just anyone can make him do what he’s about to do next.

Before she could reach the door Bruce got up from his seat and swiftly moved towards her. Grabbing her arm that held the files she’d retrieved from his desk, he spun her around and pulled her into his chest, “I may be acting more hormonal than usual, but I am no boy.” Then a split second later he placed his lips down on hers in a passionate display of lust. Honestly if he’d waited any longer he might’ve exploded.

She hadn’t heard him coming up behind her. Which was surprising in and of itself considering that she was a capable assassin in and of her own right, but his hand gripped her, and she swung back on her heels until she collided with his torso. The files and her hands pinned between their chests as she was forced to crane her neck to look up. “Bruce…” She started to question, but the look in his blue eyes caught her off balance. She hadn’t expected it. He had let her tease him since he’d started employing her, but apparently she’d pushed too far.

For a moment, she thought she’d be reprimanded, but then his words caught her and then his lips were pressing down firmly against her own. She was stunned for a moment, stone against him, but then she warmed and melted into him. Despite her heels, she had to edge up on her toes to accommodate their height difference sealing herself to him without any further hesitation.

Bruce never allowed himself to simply enjoy life, for nearly five years he’d simply dedicated himself to the mission he’d laid out for himself when he returned to Gotham from his years of training, save the city from itself. He’d passed up plenty of opportunities of happiness in those years, always dismissing them as flash in the pans of joy, never allowing himself to believe that anyone would remain with him long enough. But he couldn’t do that when it came to Sara, the pull was too great, the attraction too undeniable.

He cared not a jot when the files came crashing to the floor beneath them, scattering throughout his office, all he cared about now was making the most of this moment with her. “I should have acted sooner.” He mused back as he hands moved to her hips, his lips moving over hers hungrily, he never wanted their mouths to separate,  not even for a moment.

Elijah saw such potential in this young woman, clearly she was a loyal individual, so willing to cover for her fellow Jedi, loyalty after all is something that he’ll need from his apprentice, thus far she only continues to show him just why it should be her that stands at his side. “Well I hope that he regales me with plenty of tales during our time together once he’s feeling like his normal chatty self.” He mused. Once this journey to the safe house on his home planet was complete he was determined to have a similar conversation with Anakin, gauge his power and decide if he was better suited to being his apprentice and fellow Sith Lord. But Elijah was already smitten with the idea of having Xayah at his side, he so very much hopes that he wont have to destroy her.

Elijah tried his best to hide the smirk that was threatening to break across his face when she spoke of relationships and attraction within the Jedi order, he’s almost believed her until she stole a gaze at Anakin, Oh this was wonderful, he’d been placed in the protection of two Jedi lovers. He’d sensed something between the pair, but he’d simply believed their connection was something all Jedi shared, but that look she gave him was unmistakably one only those who shared a bed would give. This would just make it all the better when he turns them against each other.

It was the final question that truly convinced him that he’d be able to turn her to the Dark Side, she lied about never being tempted by the power the Dark Side holds, but did so very convincingly, if he wasn’t as strong in the force as he was, she would have fooled him. “Well my dear the Dark Side may be completely off limits for the Jedi, but as a senator in times like this, I have to study all aspects of the Galaxy, including both the Light and Dark sides of the force. Only when one has a full grasp of the galaxy can they make an effective leader and I know much about the Dark side.. for purely knowledgeable purposes.” He smiled, searching her eyes and mind for any hints that she was interested in hearing more about what he knows.

Maybe Xayah had revealed to much, every single word running from her mouth had been without a second thought, but the look on his face insisted that he knew more about her relationship with Anakin than she had shared. “Please Senator, I’m sorry to speak out of line here, but I assure you I have not lain with another soul. I’m as pure as the day I came to the Jedi council.” Xayah clarified with a hushed voice, the truth spewing from her lips.

There was a moment of silence between them as she watched his smile grow, there was something so mysterious about him that the Jedi couldn’t quite understand why she was so drawn to him. Every breath felt like she was inching closer and closer to him, mesmerized in the way his presence was felt. “I understand that the choices you make are for the benefit of the entire galaxy, but is it wise to make a bed with those who serve for personal gain rather than those of an honest gain?” she questioned intrigued to learn more about him. “May I ask you a question of my own Senator?” she wondered her rump barely left on the seat as she was inches away from him. The desire to learn more riddled all over her features.

She was definitely asking all the right questions one should ask when a senator admits to researching the Sith, yet her tone didn’t seem disgusted or repulsed by his admission, simply intrigue instead. “I think you’ll find there are very few in the galaxy who have any true honesty or benevolent ideas for the people of the Republic. I intend to serve the Republic as best I can, help it grow and thrive. If a little knowledge of The Dark Side is required then surely I mist know it.. so that we all may know how to combat against it.” Though of course he knew far more about the Dark Side than a little and he of course had no intent of combating it, his only goal was to see it grow.

His smirk widened, with every word he said she was inching that bit closer to him, he had her hooked now, of that he was certain. “Of course you may young Jedi. What is it you wish to ask?”

Ethan remained unconscious all through the night. It was only the next morning that he began to slowly regain consciousness and even then he’d forgotten much of what had happened the previous night at first. His eyes slowly adjusted to his surroundings, it didn’t take him long to realize he wasn’t in his own bed. “Where the hell am I?” He pondered before wincing as the pain from his wound came shooting back, then it began to all come back, the fire fight, stumbling his way to Barbara’s place and then nearly confessing to his love for her and also nearly dying on her coach. Not the best of nights all in all, but he did get to spend time with her, which these days was all he really wanted.

Laying his head back against the pillow he let out a sigh as he tried to look for the time, when he found a clock he saw that it read ‘9:34’ so it wasn’t that early really, most mornings he was up before 7 anyway. He was tempted to climb out of bed, get dressed and then sneak out the window, but he was far too aware of his limitations at this current moment in time, he certainly was in any shape to be doing something like that, simply to try and avoid a potentially awkward conversation. He simply lay there, waiting for Barbara to arrive, he wondered where she was right about now?

The entire night had been rough for Barbara, every few minutes she was at his side checking him over to see if he was breathing and to check that he wasn’t too hot or cold. There had been no time for sleep, even as he laid on one side of her large bed, she still didn’t want to risk the chances of hitting him in her sleep. Even as the hours sped by her mind was on the confession that was nearly made, her thoughts wondering exactly what he was going to say. Climbing from the warm shower the red-head took her time, giving herself a moment to check out the bags forming beneath her eyes before wrapping a towel around her. 

Barbara had expected him to still be sound asleep when she returned but as she cautiously opened the door to her room she hadn’t expected him to be sat up waiting for her. “You should be resting.” she smiled with a gentle scalding her hand holding the towel firmly to her chest, closing the door behind her. “How are you feeling?” she questioned hoping that it would stray his attention away from her wet covered frame. Her long fiery hair sticking to her skin as she moved toward her chest of drawers.

“Much better now that you’re here.” It was as he said this that he remembered he hadn’t been allowed to finish his confession from the previous night, should he continue it? Tell her the truth of his feelings? “Barbara... I wanted to tell you this last night, but my injuries prevented me from doing so.. I.. I’ve fallen in love with you. Head over heels, I think about you all day, you make me smile even when you’re not around kind of love.” He admitted, looking down at the bedsheets, unable to brave her gaze, he doubted she’d feel the same.

It meant a lot for him to hear that coming from her. Honestly at times he wondered if his parents would approve of all that he does with the company they helped build. Without the companies resources, there’s no chance in hell he’d be able to properly equip himself as Batman and would they even approve of him taking the law into his own hands? And for that matter would Charlotte? These were the questions that kept him up at night.. Well when he actually went to sleep that is. “Thank you.” He finally replied with a smile. Sitting down on the couch next to her he couldn’t help but wonder about that look on her face when he’d talked about dating, since they’d last saw one another he’d become quite good at deducing people’s feelings and inner most secrets, but even still he was wondering if he’d made an incorrect assumption when he labeled that look on her face as jealousy.

Bruce’s brow raised and his face saddened ever so slightly, placing a hand down on her shoulder, “I’m so sorry to hear that Charlotte. You deserve to be treated a lot better than that.” He mused. “That man clearly didn’t deserve such an amazing, talented and beautiful young woman like yourself he smiled. Though he found it hard to be truly saddened by the fact she wasn’t with anyone, he actually felt… Happy that there was no man or woman in her life.

Bruce let out a thunderous laugh as he was reminded of the names she’d picked out all those years ago, it had been so long since he’d had such a good laugh. “Oh I wasn’t going to insult them, scouts honor.” He said raising a hand, barely being able to hold his laughter in. Oh how he’d missed her. That’s when his mind began to work into over drive, thinking of something. “Hey… Do you maybe wanna go out to dinner tonight? I can take you to this really great place.. I actually kind of own it. It’ll give you a chance to see the city a little bit I guess and stuff.”

Charlotte’s smile was genuine, her blue hues scanning the features that were no longer that of a boy but a man. Maybe it was a foolish thing to still have a lingering crush on him, so when the confession of dating came to light the brunette said nothing her lip instinctively slipping between her teeth. She knew it wasn’t her place to say anything or to even suggest a thing when she had been absent from his life for eight years.

There was a moment of clarity when his hand made a connection with her shoulder, one she had needed solidifying the moment she had stepped through that door. Charlotte had been known to push the men she was intimate with away, even as a teen she had never fully let anyone in besides Bruce. Reaching upwards the brunette hooked her fingers around his hand squeezing it gently. “It just wasn’t meant to be.” she sighed, a small smile washing over her lips as she listened to him list her worth. “If I didn’t know you Mr Wayne I would of taken that as a confession of love.” she teased leaning in to plant a tender kiss to his cheek. “Thanks Bruce. You always know how to make me feel better.” she stated with utter honesty.

His laugh was contagious the moment it roared from his lips her own laugh followed, she had always been terrible with names or as a child she had been. “Hey if I recall you insisted that they would be our children one day.” she reminded him with a playful nudge before her attention fell upon his offer. “I’m up for dinner, as long as for desert we make fort and binge watch cartoons with a gallon of ice cream?” Charlotte suggested with a wide smile.

‘Perhaps they could still be’ was what he thought when she mentioned how he stated they’d have kids of their own together when he was a child, though he wouldn’t dare say that aloud... not until he was a hundred percent certain of his feelings towards her. He laughed again at her mention of desert for the evening, “I’m sure that’ll be more than doable.” He mused as he ran a hand down his own face. They then sat for a few silent moment, during that time he processed exactly what it was he was feeling towards her, all the emotions of their youth come flooding back to his mind and he realized she had been one of the only few bright spots in his life after his parents died, even when they’d been apart for so long, the memories of their time together got him through some very tough trials and tribulations.

He eventually broke the silence, though not with the confidence and swagger of Bruce Wayne the man, but with the shy and somewhat awaited nature of when he’d been a boy, “Umm Charlotte.. how would you feel if uh our dinner tonight was a... a... a date?” He couldn’t believe he’d even allowed himself to say the word.

“I can see that… Come inside and tell me about it.” To say Bruce and Selina’s relationship was complicated would be paying it mildly. When Bruce returned to Gotham three years ago it was with one unwavering goal in mind, rid Gotham of all crime. Back then he believed all criminals should face justice, then and only the would Gotham e able to become a safe place as it had been decades earlier. But that was before he’d met the cunning thief that at times would steal his heart. They’d been at this games for so long that his feelings for her would always be mixed, stuck between wanting to put her away in Blackgate prison or wanting to be with her intimately.

And now here she was stood on his doorstep, she’d come all the way out to Wayne Manor to tell him she’d got into a fight… There must be more than that. He closed the door behind her once she stepped in. A small sigh escaped his lips as his hands went into his pockets and he led her to the living room with the fireplace and the hidden entrance to the Batcave. “So Selina.. You got into a fight? What were they someone you’d stolen from?” Which didn’t exactly make them all that special.

Bruce smiled gently against her lips as she spoke with such confidence, it wasn’t the only thing he loved about her, but it was pretty high up on the list of reasons why he constantly fell in bed with her time after time. “Selina… I learned long ago that you’re the only woman I ever want to smell of.” He stated softly. If he had it his way then she’d be the only woman he ever had by his side, but their dysfunctional lives made that more than a little difficult at times and more often than not their life choices but them at odds, but that rarely kept them apart for long.

When she finally revealed who had attacked her Bruce wanted to flip out. Falcone was a cancer that refused to ever truly leave Gotham, just when Bruce thought that the Falcone’s were through they showed that they still had at least a claw hanging into Gotham. Right now there was a part of him that wanted to leave Wayne Manor, suit up and put the fear deep into the men that had harmed Selina. But a larger part of him knew exactly what he needed to do right now and that was to comfort Selina. There’d be time for tracking down the men later, but now wasn’t that time. “… They cant hurt you here Selina.. For the rest of tonight forget about them, for the rest of  the only thing that matters is you and me… I love you so much… Let me show you just how much I love you.” And with that said his lay his lips back down on her and lifted her up in his arms and began to carry her towards the large stairs of Wayne Manor. Tonight was just for them, to be together.

Selina’s fingers held tightly to his shirt her lips brushing his as every word spoken a silent promise that one day they would make it past their dysfunctional relationship. Maybe now wasn’t the right time to explain her outbursts over the past few weeks but as his words of safety and love escaped into reality the brunette felt it was time to confess. “I wasn’t scared for me Bruce… I was scared for our child.” she whispered her eyes seeking his as the words flew from her mouth. The instinct to kiss the truth into silence overwhelming her, as her lips found his. “I know how much you love me Bruce. It grows inside of me every single day. I know I don’t say it often or even at all… but you are everything to me and I know if I say it out loud that will be it for us. There would be no more games, no more power play or making one another jealous but a Cat who loves a Bat.” Selina purred her arms lacing around his neck. 

“I was so scared of the idea of losing even just a small part of you to this lifestyle that I’m giving it all up. No more claws.” She had been thinking about this for a while, well the moment she found out she was pregnant that was. Selina had never thought it was possible for her to willingly give up her life as Catwoman for anyone, but the moment that plus sign had appeared before her eyes, was the moment she had become a mother. The moment she was ready to trade it all for a chance to have a family. Tonight had only solidified that choice when she was jumped as herself not as Catwoman, that detail however she would not share with him.

He couldn’t believe this day had finally come, the day when she says goodbye to Catwoman, it was the smart decision to make, but a hard one of that he had no doubt. He’d never be able to stop being Batman and a part of him had always thought she’d be Catwoman till her final days too. But obviously fate had something different in mind entirely. “You, me, Alfred and... our baby, we’re going to be a family. I’m never going to leave you, there’ll never be another woman that occupies my thoughts. You’re my one and only, I’m going to be the lover you deserve and the father our child will need to grow up in Gotham... I love you Cat... that’ll never change.” He smiled, his eyes close to tears of joy as he finally resumed carrying her towards and up the stairs, admittedly a lot more carefully and cautious now than before, now that he knew the product of their love grows inside of her. It wasn’t long before they entered his... Their bedroom. Carefully he lay her down on the bed, his forehead pressed gently against hers, “I can’t begin to describe how happy I am right now.”

Ethan knew this day would come eventually, since the day he and Helena first met he knew that it would one day be them against the world. They were both just so similar, it only made sense that they’d end up together at some-point and now they were poised to take over Starling Cities entire criminal underworld, once they deal with her father they’ll be nothing standing in their way. “Fuck! Oh I can never get enough of you.” Ethan moaned out as he length effortlessly slide in and out of her tight and familiar clit. The fact that they had an entire restaurant of spectators looking at them as they fucked made him chuckle a little, no doubt this was the most excitement most in attended had experienced in year. Suddenly Ethan came to a realisation, Tonight might very well be their last if they mess up even a little, make a single mistake, so tonight he has to make it known just how much he loves Helena.

Slowly he leaned down to press his lips to her neck and gradually he peppered his lips along her skin until he reached her and once there he took a breath and whispered, “Marry me. Tonight.”

Helena’s slender frame stuck to the table as it rocked forcefully with each thrust of his hips. There was no denying that she had been craving him from the moment they had arrived, her arousal slicking his effortless thrusts in and out of her. Ethan had become the only man who could ever surprise her with a show of affection but even here as he pumped her full with his large member she had no idea of the question desperate to escape his lips. Her moans grew with each pound, the sounds of their bodies colliding echoing through the restaurant. Helena was certain when her eyes made contact with another man’s from across the room, that he was most certainly enjoying the sight — his hand moving furiously beneath the table. While others began to express the ‘disgrace’ of this public display. It wasn’t unusual for him to snap her away from herself, to make the world around them vanish especially when every inch of him grew flush inside her tight walls. His tender kisses drew moan after moan out into the open until they fell silent with his question her tightened walls throbbing helplessly with pleasure as her eyes flew to his. For a moment she thought maybe he was just joking, but then she knew that look in his eyes. “Yes.” she gasped feeling a pause in his hips.

His lips moved down to hers once again, kissing her very tenderly before pulling his cock from her, his cheeky grin was wide as he glanced around the shocked room as he pulled his suit pants back up and offered a hand to Helena to help her off the table, “Let’s go get married.”

Jacob was really struggling right now, he was supposed to be a reasonably intelligent guy, he shouldn’t be finding it this difficult to think of things to say to her and everything a thought did manage to make its way into his head, she did something else that completely pushed it out again.  "Fucking hell your so sexy.“ Jacob said aloud, not even realising what he’d said until a few moments later which only lead to his cheeks going even more red than they already were. “Ummm I guess, I mean I’m sat here naked, so even if you have a little bit of clothes left on then I’m going to feel under dressed.” He replied with an ever so slightly nervous chuckle.

Then her bra came tumbling down to the ground and he’d had just about as much of this as he could take. Spring up to his feet, he was on autopilot mode, not even really thinking, simply acting. His cock was as large as it could get, which was evident as e moved swiftly in to start kissing Thea, his shaft pocked against her as he did, which was mildly uncomfortable, but worth it to finally have his lips on hers. “I can’t tell you have many nights I’ve spent fantasising about this.” He mused inbetween kisses a his hands ran all over her perfect body.  

Thea grinned dropping the laced bra to the floor her fingers already hooking at the elasticated sides of her panties, ready to pry them from her. Her lip grazed between her teeth as she smirked, her hues fixated on his. “How sexy?” she pried for more information, clearly enjoying the open mouthed brainwashed Jacob before her. “So these coming off is a definite must?” Thea purred sliding the thin fabric painfully slow over her slender hips. 

A giggle erupted from her lips for so long she had wanted this fantasy to become a reality and here they finally were. Her lips smashing to his with a hunger like no other. Had it been anyone else the Queen heiress would of just jumped straight into bed, but with Jacob there had always seemed to be more to what she felt. Jacob’s length crushed between them was a concern as her tongue found an opening into his mouth, eager to taste the man she had wanted for so long. With a wriggle of her hips the brunette managed to force the fabric loose from between them pushing her panties for fall down her silken legs.

“You don’t have to fantasize anymore.” the small brunette whispered against his lips, lifting a thigh to latch over his hip. Her fingertips moved quickly to push his length downwards, parting her hips from his to allow it room to move. “Any time you get that urge, no matter where you are or what time of the day I want you to find me or call me and i’ll itch that scratch.” Thea demanded as she finally managed to line the tip of him up with entrance, the height difference playing a part in her struggle.

Her words sent shivers down his spine, she was giving him permission to do this with her anytime he wanted, anytime he craved her. Honestly he probably shouldn’t take her up completely on that offer because if he did then they’d never stop fucking. “Fuck.” He moaned out softly against her lips as he felt the tip of his cock press against her clit. Though he could feel the significant height difference between the two of them already posing a problem, obviously standing up sex would be a challenge for the two of them. But Jacob aimed to remedy that problem quickly by lifting Thea up and holding her , then using his hips to slowly push his cock into her, finally penetrating her pussy and it was truly a glorious feeling.

Hutria was staring to question the councils judgement on sending her to him, was she really the best they could send him to deal with the threat at hand? Either he was underestimating her or the rest of the Jedi were really spread thin. Regardless she was what he had and he’d just have to deal with that for now. If if that meant answering her questions. “I’m here doing what ever other Jedi loyal to the republic should be doing, fighting to protect the innocent of the Galaxy.” His face dropped even more when he learned she had no troops, no clones to back her up, all she had was herself and her lightsaber and in that moment he wanted to cry.

His head fell into his hand as he listened to her talk about how hopeless his mission was and he was starting to agree, that was until she asked how many men he was willing to sacrifice, at which point his head shot up from his hand and his furrowed brow stared intently at her, “not a single one. I will not sacrifice anymore lives tonight.” He said clearly and with authority.

Alyx beamed at his response before giving the gorgeous man before her a simple tap to the chest. “Brilliant a man after my own heart.” she teased her locks tumbling over her shoulder as she turned to the men behind him. “Take rest lads, for tomorrow will be the fight for your lives.” Alyx bellowed, a somewhat joyful look in her eyes as they all scattered into groups. A misconception that all of them were cloned dummies. “You however…” the brunette stated pointing at Hutria. “You will be staying with me. Follow.” she continued with a demand as she was already making her way to a dune like building hidden beneath the sand.

“So tell me Hutria, have you ever broken the code?” She asked out of curiosity her boots disappearing into the thick sand leading to the doorway of her home. Not every Jedi had the luxury of the Jedi temple. “Not even for a woman?” she pried clearly hoping to unwind the man who seemed to live his life by the strict regime of the code.

“Never, the code was put in place for a reason. If we don’t follow the code then we run the risk of abusing our power and becoming the very thing he seek to destroy.” He stated, though he wasn’t really being honest. Once when he was a padawan, a few years before becoming a Jedi Knight he had a relationship with a fellow Padwan, it ended when she was killed along with her master on a mission and Hutria had sworn off ever allowing himself to feel that way about anyone again, it could only lead to heartache. “No.. not even for a woman.” He lied.

Ethan didn’t quite know what to say when she said she was sorry, how could she possibly be able to say that to him after all he’d put her through tonight? Letting out a small sigh he was about to speak when she asked that question, looking down at her he could she the hint of fear in her eyes, a look he normally couldn’t care less about seeing in another’s eyes, but seeing it in hers…. It made his heart sink. “No… I’m not going to hurt you again. I think I’ve done enough.. Clearly you won’t do as I say, hurting you would serve no purpose and.. I just don’t want to hurt you..” He mumbled while advert in his gaze down from her, not wanting to see just how conflicted he truly was right now.

Clearing his throat and mind he did bring his eyes back up to her, if only for a few moments, “once you are healed and the doctor has checked you over again I’ll have a car take you home.” He didn’t know how long that would be though, it could take days for her wounds to heal, weeks even, so she might be stuck with him for a while long yet.

Barbara wasn’t able to find a reason beyond the wound at her side that should of made her hate him but the more he assured her that he wouldn’t do it again, the more she believed him. Her green hues dropped to her hands, a small smile of relief washing over her pale lips. “Would you betray the only person who cares about you?” The red head quizzed her gaze reaching his for a moment. It was one thing she would never do. Her father had been the only man in her life to stand by her side no matter what and that was an honor she held dearly.

Barbara knew she would be stuck here for a while, she couldn’t even get up to go to the bathroom without aid so going home like this would only Inquisition even more questions. “Well if this is to be my new home for a while, I’m going to need a few essentials… and I need to tell my father that I’m safe… would you allow me that?” she asked prying the blanket from her bare legs, The red head was never one for staying in bed even when ill so now being stuck in one spot had her eager to get up and walk around. With struggle the girl threw her legs over the edge of the bed wincing every time she felt a stitch pull at her wound.

Ethan shifted a little uncomfortable when she mentioned talking to her father, that was a risky move for him to allow, for all he knows she may tell her dad where she is, what Ethan had done to her and basically set Ethan up for one hell of a fall. “I will allow that... but on the condition you don’t tell him where you are or who you are with.” The last thing he wanted was the commissioner of the GCPD knocking down his door.

Bruce had to hide a smile at Kara’s reaction, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t realize the double meaning behind his words, but he hadn’t expected it to elicit such a response from the young woman, though he was mildly pleased that he had, he found her really cute right about now. But he didn’t want to make her any more nervous than she already clearly was so he kept his thoughts to himself and allowed her to regain her composure.

‘Ahh that’s a tricky question to answer’, he thought in his head there were many places he’d visited during his years abroad, very rarely had he actually allowed himself to take in the beauty of the areas he’d visited, he was always far too pre occupied with the training he was there to under take. So he had to talk carefully, lest he say anything that might hint that he was anywhere for any other reason than simply having fun as a young billionaire. “Well everywhere I visited was absolutely beautiful, so it’s hard to say which one was my favorite, but…. Hmm I suppose Japan.” He mused with a smile and he wasn’t even lying when he said that.

His brow raised and his smile grew at her nervous explanation, which again was rather cute. “Really? So you’re telling me an intelligent and beautiful young woman like yourself doesn’t have much of a personal life?”

Kara was mesmerized by the look written all over his features, the pen that had laid flat on her lap now in her hand. Was it wrong of her to stare in this manor, her teeth grazed the plastic of the pen as she watched him collect his own story. “Japan! God I’d love to go there. The culture and beauty of it had always intrigued me.” Kara mused through a mumble, the pen in her mouth clearly obstructing her full ability to speak. It was almost foolish of her to assume that the subject of herself would be off of the table but as he seemed surprised by her honest confession, the blonde couldn’t help the flush of heat burning at her cheeks.

“I mean — well I’ve had a personal life once or twice but— but they’ve always been dead ends. My sister Alex encourages me to do this whole speed dating thing… but it’s just not for me.” The blonde began to explain. “—If there’s someone is out there for me, then I’d rather meet him on my own terms. Not in a 30 second window.” she explained almost trailing off on a tangent about her whole distaste for the speed dating shenanigans. “I’m sure a man of your stature has found a way to juggle work with finding a mate?” Kara wondered returning the pen to it’s doom between her teeth, a look of instant regret washing over her features as she realized what she had said.

He listened intently to her talk about her previous personal life, smiling a little as she admitted speed dating wasn’t for her. “Perhaps you’ve already met the guy? Maybe he’s right under your nose?” He replied, hoping she understood what he meant by that, “We’ve been sat here longer than 30 seconds right?” He asked, somewhat teasing as he glanced at his watch. Now came the question he got asked more often than not, Bruce Waynes social life, love life and all that jazz. Usually he gave the standard answer of he liked ‘dating around’ and he had a lot of ‘casual flings’. But with her... he just couldn’t bring himself to relay that lie yet again, he could only be honest with Kara for some reason. “Well actually its a struggle, my work takes up a lot of my time. It’s honestly hard to meet people who I want to get to know on a more intimate level when I’m sat behind a desk on the top floor of a skyscraper all day.” He definitely doesn’t meet any potential romantic partners while he’s Batman... except for once or twice.

Elijah in the past had plenty of nights he’d classify as the best of his life, but this night had quickly climbed to the top spot on that list by a royal mile. He’d never wanted a partner in crime, never needed an equal, never cared for having a companion to keep him company, but Harley had in one night destroyed all of those thoughts from his mind. Now he cant picture himself going out and causing chaos without her by his side. He didn’t just want her to be his life long crime fuck buddy, he needed her to be, he was well and truly head over heels in love. His mind did briefly linger on thoughts of the Joker, surely the clown wouldn’t be happy to know of Elijah and Harley’s union, perhaps Elijah will have to pay a visit to Arkham and put the clown out of his misery once and for all, after all Elijah can’t be having someone trying to come between him and his lady love now could he?

Harley’s movements and passion as they fucked on a table that belonged to a now dead man had Elijah wild, never had he met a woman who complimented him so well especially during sex, they were definitely made for one another. “Mmm ask and you shall receive.” He replied as he teeth dug into his bottom lip, his hips began to speed up drastically, soon they were smashing into her with enough power to knock down a building, leaning down hips lips landed on hers harshly, he just had to taste her again, she was so damn addictive already. Reaching around her back to find what was keeping her dress together, eventually finding a zipper and ripped it down, he needed to see all of her, he wouldn’t be satisfied till she was completely naked.

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As much as Harley felt torn by this moment, the more she felt him bury inside of her the more she knew it was right. The Joker for years had abused her love, used her as bait even offered her services up to clients for a reason to seek out revenge, but for the first time in years the crazy blonde had found someone all on her own. Harley’s fingers tore at the fabric as the images of a future with this man flashed before her eyes. For years she had nothing but Joker on her mind but in the space of an evening the Joker had become a distant memory, while Elijah had become her past, present and future. There was no doubt in the blonde mind that this was love to her, he as hungry for her as she was for him. The destruction around them a symbol of their partnership and their bodies colliding a loyalty to one another. 

Harley’s small frame jilted against the table as his large length stretched her wider and deeper. Her fingers searched for his cheek while the other hooked around his neck, ankles locking over one another behind his back. “To us.” she moaned her lips meeting his with equal force desperate to confirm that this was the start of something wonderful. Her pale skin reddening with each forceful slap of their colliding bodies, each thrust slicking his length further with her arousal. There was a moment as he tore at her fabric that the blonde felt a panic wash over her. Halting the fabric from freeing her frame Harley grew paranoid, she was a well inked girl but there was a singular tattoo that she did not want Elijah to see. That was obvious in the way her hand flew downwards towards her clit, as she began to cover up the ink that marked her skin with the words ‘Property of Joker’.

Elijah moved his hand down to hers, gently gripping it as his hips remained up against hers, not attempting to thrust any more until he was shown what she was hiding. “Please.. let me see.” He said to her softly, normally he wasn’t a soft spoke man, he was outlandish and loud beyond compare, but he could tell she needed a more subtle approach and he was more than willing to go that route.  

Sara watched him as the cogs in his brain churned to figure out the situation, to gain some advantage, it was a game she was familiar with, and they both enjoyed playing it. Each one leaning into what was certainly bound to be dangerous, and she found herself less and less capable to resist the urge to play with the match box that was Bruce Wayne.

There was something about him that she just couldn’t put her finger on. Some aspect of him that was hidden from her and she wanted to dig it out with figurative claws, until he was bared to her, until she knew all of the secrets he kept locked away.

Bruce had never been in a situation like this before, the feeling of powerlessness was scary. Normally he was in control of everything he did, whether that was making business decisions that shaped his company or the actions he made out on the street as Batman. But Sara seemingly had all the power in their current predicament and obviously took a hell of a lot of joy in that fact.

His gaze moved down her body, watching at she teased him not only with her words but with her actions. The buttons of her blouse slowly coming away, resulting in the Playboy billionaire biting at his bottom lip, god damn it he should be better than this, he should be able to resist the urges and the temptations that she’s placing before him and if it was anyone else he wouldn’t give in, but she wasn’t just anybody, because not just anyone can make him do what he’s about to do next.