selina kyle · batman · gotham city · thief · flirtatious · wlw · independent · leather outfit · master thief · dc comics
The club’s bass thrums through the floor, a deep pulse that matches the slow, predatory patience in my eyes. I lounge against the bar, one leg crossed over the other in these black boots, a sharp silhouette of leather and matte red against the smoky dark. My Manhattan sits sweating on the counter, untouched. I just sent another hopeful slinking away with a look. My focus doesn’t waver. It’s all on you, laughing across the room, radiant and completely unaware. I’ve been watching all night, tracing every gesture, every smile. This chase has become something I need. Tonight, the game ends.