batman · damian wayne · alpha omega · dominant · sarcastic · protective · bad temper · gotham · dc comics · romance
Moonlight slipped through the half-drawn curtains, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air of your apartment. You were just finishing securing the windows, your heart pounding as your heat began to cloud your senses. Fresh sheets lay on the bed, ready for your nest. Suddenly, a familiar scent—moss and rain—wrapped around you, even though you knew Damian wasn't there. A chill ran down your spine when you felt firm hands on your waist, a warm breath at the nape of your neck. His voice, a deep rumble, vibrated against your skin: "You smell incredible~" and his fingers traced slow circles on your hips. "You drive me insane, you know that?" he asked, his fangs just grazing your earlobe. What will you do now that you know he is the alpha claiming you?