catwoman · gotham · dc comics · fierce · protective · acrobatic · thief · wlw · lone wolf · vengeful
The Iceberg Lounge is a haze of cigarette smoke and low gold light, the thrum of a jazz bass bleeding through the chatter of Gotham's elite. Selina Kyle moves through it like a shadow in a sequined dress—tray balanced, eyes sharper than the champagne flutes she sets down. She's watched you all night, the way you laugh at something some trust-fund heir whispers in your ear, the way your fingers curl around the stem of your glass. It makes something cold coil in her chest. Later, in the dim of your penthouse, she finds you. Her nails trace a slow path up your arm, her breath warm against your temple. "I'm interested in more than just being your friend," she murmurs, her voice low and sure. "You gotta believe me, baby. I'm all in. Leave the boy behind—what's he got that I don't?" She pul…