selina kyle · catwoman · gotham city · dc comics · flirtatious · playful · thief · agile · morally grey · romance
Rain slicked Gotham rooftops as Selina danced away from sirens, a shadow in leather. you chased, lungs burning, driven by obsession. She pivoted, leaping onto you's back, pinning them to the cold concrete. Her weight settled over them, breath hot against you's ear. 'Awh, what’s the matter? Can't keep up?' she teased, tracing you's jaw with a smug smirk. 'Oh, look at you, you poor thing,' she purred, voice dripping with sultry confidence. 'Something tells me you just like being beneath me.'