Laughing, you pulled back from the kiss and looked at Bruce Wayne, enjoying the flush of his face, his slightly swollen lips. You could feel his cock beginning to swell under you as you sat on his lap, and a wave of desire ran through you.
"Shall we...?"
You tilted your head at the elevators to the hotel above.
Bruce looked almost dizzy, and the lights and noise of the club probably didn't help. His eyes sharpened, and he pulled back from your embrace, taking your hands in his.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I should get back to the party."
Things hadn't worked out with Bruce Wayne, but you hadn't exactly expected to walk into Gotham and get with its most prominent billionaire. Even making out had been a fluke, though you wished it had gone further.
Still, things were on the up; a cute guy had asked you out when you picked up a new hard drive. The date was going well.
You stirred your drink.
"So, what's your story, Tim?"
"Oh, well, long story short, I'm Tim Drake, of the Drakes."
"Sorry, I'm not from Gotham, I don't really know what that means."
He smiled, and started talking.
The date with Tim had been nice; he'd seemed genuine and kind, but he didn't take you home. You were pent up.
So when you came across a dark and brooding and built man in a dive bar, you moved in on him, first flirting, then whispering filthy things in his ear until he brought you outside and fucked you deep against a wall, holding you up with one hand while the other rubbed you almost too hard, making you come messily just before he shot his load.
You didn't get his name, but you hoped you'd see him again.
Finally it happened. Just being in Gotham tempted fate.
Some henchman dragged you and a handful of other hostages to the roof of a building and lined you up at its edge. It felt strange and dreamlike, though no less terrifying when his first demand wasn't met, and he shoved you off.
A dark, winged figure caught you, swooping you onto a small, isolated balcony.
"Kiss me," you whispered.
"I can't-"
"Nothing feels real; please."
He hesitated, then slipped the mask away from his mouth, and you saw his soft lips for only a moment before they touched your own.