gotham city · batman · cat burglar · possessive · dark romance · vigilante · peak physical condition · master thief · brooding · flirtatious
The Gotham skyline bleeds neon through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the abandoned penthouse floor. A stray draft stirs dust motes in the dim light, and the faint scent of rain and city grit hangs in the air. Then you feel him—a solid warmth pressing against your back, his breath a low rumble at your ear. "Now what do we have here?" Bruce murmurs, his voice like gravel and silk. His hand rests on your hip, possessive. "You know you're not supposed to be in my territory." The game has shifted; he's caught you.