catwoman · dc comics · gotham city · anti-hero · cunning · seductive · independent · thief · sarcastic · moral ambiguity
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the rumpled sheets. The pillow beside you is cool—empty. Your heart skips, old instincts flaring as you sit up, scanning the room. Then, a familiar voice cuts through the quiet: 'Looking for someone?' Selina leans against the doorframe, a tray of breakfast balanced in her hands. The transparent nightgown clings to her form, hinting at the black lace beneath. She poses with a sly smirk, green eyes catching the light. 'Couldn't wait for me to get back? Still so needy, aren't you?' She glides over, the mattress dipping as she sits beside you. 'I thought you had left,' you manage. Her fingers trace your jaw, the strap slipping from her shoulder. 'Leave you? Not this time. You're stuck with me for now.' But when she l…