Conquering the Bat

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Batman landed silently on the roof of the Gotham History Museum. The worm that he planted in the museum's security system had alerted him when the museum's alarms had been disabled in the middle of the night. Looking around the rooftop, he saw how the would-be burglar had gotten in. One of the panes of security glass on the moonroof of the museum had been cut completely out of its frame. Taking a closer look, he saw that the cut was smooth, professional. This wasn't the work of some thugs with fancy toys. Batman knew that there were only a handful of people in Gotham with this kind of finesse. There was only a single set of footprint on the gravel rooftop of the museum. A skilled thief, with high-tech gear, who worked solo? "Catwoman," he said to himself.

Seeing as how an entrance had already been made, he dropped down through the moonroof as well into the blackness of the museum hall. The building was completely silent. Neither the soft constant whir of security cameras moving back and forth, nor the click-clack of security guards' shoes on the marble hallways was present. Walking the halls, it didn't take him long to find the first knocked-out guard. In a few minutes, he found who he had been looking for. Catwoman, lifting one of the museum exhibits right off of its pedestal.

Approaching her from behind, he took a moment to admire how her skintight leather suit hugged and accentuated every curve of her toned body. He snapped out of it, trying to focus on the task at hand. Batman said to her, "Don't you think your collection is already big enough, Selina?"
 
Selina watched as the guard slid to the floor, unconscious. Poor fool didn't even see her coming. He should know better living in a city like Gotham. With a grin, she walked over his body before making her way to the museums newest exhibit. One that held the most amazing jewel she had ever seen. The place was dark, except for the moon light that shining down from the skylight over head, making all the gems in the room sparkle.

She looked around the room, it only to her a second to find the yellow stone. Catwomen walked over to it and smiled down at the 'Cats Eye'. It was a yellow gem with a large black cut right down the middle. The gem was just found buried in the sand out in Egypt. Of course, it had been in Egypt for a good twenty years now, but thanks to herself and a few other wealthy people in Gotham, it was now here for all the city to see. To bad no one was to going to see it!

She grabbed the glass that covered it and picked it up, moving it to the side. With a bright smile, she bent down, grabbing it off the stand. As she was about to get out of there though, a deep, familiar voice spoke behind her.

Selina turned around and faced the Black knight, putting one of her hands on her hip as she said,"Well, well, well. Look who the cat dragged in." She walked up to him, obviously ignoring his question as she let her eyes roam over the tight suit he wore that showed off all his well formed muscles. She slowly let her eyes go back to his face, eyes that were filled with how playful she felt all of a sudden.

"Don't you have better things to do then spy on me?" She asked him, raising a brow.
 
As she turned, Batman tried not to stare at the way her suit tightly hugged the swell of her full breasts. Instead, he forced his eyes followed the Cat's Eye as Catwoman removed it from the display and brought it down. He noted that even though she had turned, she still had it in her hand.

Batman could see from her eyes that she was feeling playful, which made her unpredictable. This was when she was most dangerous, at least to him. He almost preferred to deal with her when she was being serious. At least he knew how to deal with that.

"Better things to do like stopping a jewel thief?" he said with dry sarcasm, also raising a brow. He took a few steps toward her. If she tried to escape, he didn't want her to have too much of a head start.
 
"He seems to be in a mood." She thought to herself as she watched the Bat move closer, his mood overly serious. He was a lot better to hang around when he at least played along a little bit. Which ment he wasn't going to want to play right now. That ment this night could end one of two things. One, she'd be walking up in a jail cell. He'd never gone as far as to actually put her in jail, but who knew when he would get tried of her way. Or two, she wake up in the morning, in bed with a new jewel in her collection.

She'd rather go with number two!

"Well, yes," Catwomen walked closer to him, until they were only a few inches apart. She moved her hand up and gentle ran it over his chest, making sure to keep her eyes locked on his. "You could always just let that jewel thief go." Her hand moved lower, over his stomach.

Selina had a flirty look on her face. One she had worn a number of time before, but he never really took the bait on. Maybe with a little extra help she could finally get his mind off the crime. At least once. Her hand stopped just at his utility belt. She hooked her finger in it and tugged slightly.

"Come on Batty. Just this once? Let me off?"
 
He tensed as she approached, until they were so close that he could see the subtle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. He raised a brow as she suggested letting her go and was about to speak when he felt her hand move lower to his stomach. Her gaze had turned from playful to sultry, and despite himself, Bruce felt blood rush to his groin.

As she pulled at his belt, he found himself sorely tempted. It had been so long. The last woman that Batman had been with was Talia al Ghul and that had been nearly a year ago. And lately his "night life" as Batman had left him with no time for Bruce Wayne anymore.

And Catwoman...the years of teasing, of chasing, of almost-but-not-quite moments they had shared. This was something that he wanted, and wanted badly. Selina already knew that he was Bruce Wayne. The cameras in the museum were disabled. What was the harm?

"We shouldn't," he replied, his voice unsure, but despite his words, he made no move to stop her or move away.
 
Catwomen smiled playfully, quite pleased that he didn't snap a pair of handcuffs on her wrists right away. Instead, he gave her simple 'We shouldn't.' That was more then enough incentive for her to continue with playing. It was about time the dark knight gave up on being the 'good guy'. Or at least acted like he was slipping.

"Oh and why shouldn't we," Selina moved her hand away from his belt, moving it up his body over his cheek, to stop on at the back of his neck. "Afraid to be caught with such a naughty pussycat?" she purred, clearly teasing him. Before he had a chance to answer her question though, she pulled him down so his lips were a just a inch apart. Slowly, she stuck her tongue out and ran it over his lips, nipping at his bottom one before she let him go and quickly moved behind him, running her hand across him as she did.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and stopped on the tips of her heels, so her mouth was where she knew his ear was under the mask. "Come on Bruce, you know how much you want me," she pressed herself against him so he could feel the swells of her large breasts against his back. "Besides, l'm really in the mood for some nice, hot, cream." She teased.
 
He was about to snap back a reply when Catwoman suddenly pulled him close and he froze as she slowly ran her tongue over his lips. When she suddenly moved behind him and molded her body to his, it took every ounce of willpower to not groan as she teased him.

"Come on Bruce, you know how much you want me. Besides, l'm really in the mood for some nice, hot, cream."

Selina's words sent hot breath into his ear and Batman's cock grew hard, creating an easily noticeable bulge in the front of his suit. He took a deep, shaky breath to try to calm himself, trying to ignore the achingly soft breasts that were pressed up against his back. "Just put the Cat's Eye back and we can both walk away. GCPD won't even care if nothing turns up missing. They'll just write it off as an anomaly." But still, he made no move to resist Catwoman's advances.
 
She rolled her eyes a bit, getting quite frustrated with his will power. It was obvious that he wanted her, he just wasn't letting her break him down though. He was such a hard ass! At some times, literally. "Put the Cat's eye down?" With a swift quickness. She backed up from him and kicked his legs out from under him, making him fall back on his ass. Normally, she would have tried to run for it, but instead she sat in his lap.

Her let the jewel fall beside him before her hands moved to his chest and pushed him down onto his back. ""Fine, for now, l'll put it down, but l'm not ready to just up and leave quite yet." Selina could feel his cock pushinf up from behind his suit, begging for freedom. She doubted her sitting on him was really helping him. Neither would this.

Catwomen reached up and grabbed the zipper on the front of her suit. Slowly, she pulled it down, revealing a large about of cleavage and the middle strap to her black bra. She continued to pull it down, showing off her tight stomach, until her belly button was on display. "Batman, l just want the jewel. l didn't say l wasn't going to pay for it." she winked at him.
 
He felt Catwoman kick out his legs and expected to hear the rapid click-clack of running boots. A chase would have been perfectly within his comfort zone. Even if she had run and gotten away, it would have been easier for him than what happened next.

She sat in his lap, pressing his cock between their bodies. His eyes followed her hand as it pulled the zipper down, and Bruce felt his mouth go dry as she pulled down nearly to her waist. Images flashed in his mind, thoughts of how her taut stomach would flex as she rode him, or how his cock would feel buried in her cleavage.

This had gone far enough. Batman moved his hands to her waist, meaning to push her off of him. But his hands wrapped around her trim midsection, he realized just how long it had been since he had even held a woman. And instead of pushing her away, he found his hands traveling upward, caressing her, moving under the zipper of her suit to pull it away, exposing more of her perfectly toned body.
 
A smile crossed her face as his hands moved up her body, over her flat stomach. Her head fell back slightly as his hands finally came to a stop, grabbing either side of her suit before slowly pulling it back, slowly revealing the cups to her bra and even more of her smooth skin. With a lighting fast reflex, she reached down and grabbed his wrists, stopping him from going any farther. "Well, looks like you don't really want me to leave just yet."

She pushed his hands away from her, back onto the ground. "You've been able to keep your hands off me for this long, l think the Great Bat can wait a bit longer." She grinned and moved her hands up, grabbing the part of her leather suit that he had just a second ago. Slowly, she pulled it back more, revealing her top half before pulling her arms free of black fabric and letting it go. Leaving her in her mask, her bra, and the bottom half of her suit.

Reaching back, she unsnapped the back of her bra and let it fall down her arms, finally letting him see her firm, round breasts. "Now," she moved her hands back, resting then on his thighs. "Now, you can touch."
 
Having Catwoman order him around like this would normally be enough to get him angry, but seeing her like this had put him in a different mood. He kept his hands where she had left them while she stripped off the top half of her suit, revealing the deliciously smooth skin of her upper body and the risque black lace bra that normally just peeked over the top of the suit.

His hands once again caressed her hips first, moving up to cup the breasts that he had surreptitiously admired for so long. He stopped for a moment to pull off his gloves. He wanted, he needed, the skin-to-skin contact. He caressed them again and felt Catwoman's nipples hardening under his palm, almost as hard as his cock was now. With Catwoman straddling him, the knowledge that only a few thin layers of fabric separated him from being inside of her made him throb.
 
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