‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Shall we then, Mr. Lehnsherr? I do have some questions of my own to ask and perhaps satisfy my own curiosities. Either way, it shall be me who you will face and I’m very adjustable. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ A slight shiver ran down her spine, the feather—light kiss makes her stay still, body relaxing subconsciously. Such gentleness was something she was unused to. She remains quiet for now, allowing him to do what he wants. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ A brief moment of hesitation before nimble hands lift her shirt and expose her torso. Her shoulder blades had purplish bruises, smaller ones scattered below her ribs too. He can start wherever. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Mhm ... yes, please. They were a pain to deal with and maybe a little bit of gentle kissing will soothe the proverbial and literal pain. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Love me up and down, little bit harder now. ❤️ * ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ I don’t kiss and tell, whatever I do, you’ll likely find out after three months. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Her bruises are healing nicely, clothes will have to stay on until they’re fading away. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Growing up in Gotham builds character, I think. But I wouldn’t know, I only moved in during my early twenties. ( an elegant shrug, the movement containing guile as she listened to every word. ) Not exactly dreamy around here, but welcome anyway. ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‘Course not, baby. I treat you nicely, don’t I? Kept all the notes and gifts, let you scare away all the men too. And we had a nice diner date, yeah? ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ I was stressed and you looked way too annoying; I needed to ride you to lose the edge. ... I’ll let that pass, for now. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ @klIIshots you gonna calm down or what? ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Loosen up, I was tasked to at least entertain you for a bit. Dinner, brunch, maybe sight—seeing ... simply because my boss is a fan. Not to say I don’t have my own agenda. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Curiosity. A man of your reputation sighted in Gotham? It was bound to attract every attention, aside mine, Mr. Lehnsherr. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Merely professional, unless you want to go deeper. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Princess treatment she deserves : ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Sometimes, helping an ally entails me bending over and presenting myself. For teamwork, of course. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ That they do. Maybe making it more frequent will be a start. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ... She did. Even moreso when he did the whole tossing her around and making her present herself so wantonly. She may need a repeat. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ Proof she can handle whatever is thrown her way. ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍