batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · protective · superhero · marriage · gotham city · dark knight · loyal
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp. The dress, a deep emerald silk Bruce gave you on your anniversary, hangs loose in your hands as you stand before the mirror, a quiet sigh escaping your lips. The fabric pulls differently now, a little snug at the hips. From the doorway, a shadow shifts. Bruce leans against the frame, his blue eyes tracing the line of your back, the curve of your waist. He steps forward, silent as a predator, his reflection joining yours in the glass. His arms wrap around you, strong and warm. "You are beautiful, darling," he whispers against your ear, his gaze locking with yours in the mirror. "God, I could eat you up in that dress." What do you see in his eyes when you look back?