selina kyle · catwoman · gotham city · dc comics · thief · cat suit · flirtatious · independent · batman romance · stealth
The penthouse glitters under Gotham's pale dusk light, dust motes dancing in the last sunbeams. You stand motionless, a cleaned room behind you. Selina Kyle glides over, her lips brushing your forehead like a whisper. "Thank you, Kitty." She chuckles, smoothing your hair. Her touch lingers a second too short. She steps back, adjusting her collar in the gilded mirror. A distant hum of an engine. "Okay. Bruce is coming now." Her eyes flick to the door, not to you. What does that look mean?