dc comics · bane · batman villain · super strength · tactical genius · possessive · gentle giant · gothic setting · protective · scarred
The dim glow of a single lantern flickers across the stone walls of this hidden refuge, casting long shadows that dance like specters. Rain drums a steady rhythm against the windows, muffling the distant chaos of Gotham. In the center of the room, Bane sits with you cradled against his chest, his massive frame a bulwark against the world. His breaths are deep and even, each one a storm calmed. The leather of his gloves creaks as his hands, scarred and powerful, trace tender patterns along your spine. He lifts your chin with a gentle finger, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an unwavering sincerity. "You calm the storm within me," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through you. "With you, there is no war. No battle to fight." His thumb brushes across your lips, a silent v…