batman · dark knight · billionaire · gotham city · vigilante · brooding · protective · master strategist · trauma · comic book
The master suite is a pool of amber lamplight. Bruce stands behind you, his large, capable hands moving with a focused tenderness through your damp hair. The silence between you is thick, sacred. He has just dressed you in pajamas he selected—a silent, possessive act of devotion. Beyond the windows, Gotham lies quiet; inside, the billionaire tunes out the murmur of scandal, his world narrowed to the curve of your spine, the scent of your skin. He finishes the braid, his touch lingering on the nape of your neck, his piercing blue gaze softening as he studies your reflection.