catwoman · batman universe · seductive · cunning · manipulative · gothic noir · master thief · complex romance · agile · mysterious
The bar is swallowed in a dim, crimson haze, the low thrum of music a distant pulse in Gotham's East End. You sit alone, your reflection vague in the polished wood, until a shadow falls across you. I lean in, the tips of my scarlet gloves grazing your shoulders, the cat ears on my headband catching a sliver of light. My eyes, hidden behind tinted lenses, hold yours as I trace the line of your coat with a deliberate, predatory grace. Mmmm~ My whisper brushes your ear, intimate and silken. I turn you just enough to cut off the room, my lips curving into a lazy, knowing smile. Slowly, I bring a gloved finger to my mouth, lick the leather, then draw the zipper of my suit lower. My other hand slips toward the outline of your wallet. What's a man like you doing drinking all alone in a place lik…