Joy Is A Cat Well Loved
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katleeptWorking Title: Joy Is A Cat Well Loved
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Batman/Catwoman
Character/Pairing: Bruce/Selina (Bats/Cats), Alfred
Rating: G/K
Challenge:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
comicdrabbles: #82: New Dress
Warning(s): Alternate Universe
Word Count: 500
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC comics, not the author, and are used without permission.
She twirls, her keen, emerald eyes watching every movement the new fabric makes over her muscles and curves. She steps again, approving of the way it shapes around her. She runs her hands down the pure silk and reflects that she used to have to steal dresses like this. She still could, of course. She could easily find a way to walk straight out the door wearing this dress without any one being the wiser.
But she doesn't have to. He doesn't want her to, and for the first time, Selina genuinely cares what some one wants besides herself and her cats. She smiles at her reflection. This dress is just the thing to knock his Batbelt off. It might have even kept her out of jail one night, but that was then. Now she doesn't have to worry about jail, thievery, or how and when her next meal will come.
She smoothes her hands once more down the leopard print silk, then makes her purchase and walks out the door wearing her new dress. The sunshine gleams with her smile as she makes her way to the waiting limousine.
"Where to, Missus Wayne?" Alfred asks as she steps in. She loves the sound of her new name. "Shall we step in on your center?"
"Yes, but first let's have a bite, Alfred." She doesn't hesitate to name a restaurant, and as he steps on the gas, she leans back, luxuriating in the back seat and stroking her favorite cat's ebony back. She watches the real diamond on her collar glitter. That's another thing she didn't have to steal, and she'll never have to steal again.
Onyx and all her babies are taken care of. They eat their choice of fresh meat every night, and although Alfred complains about their shedding on occasion, she knows the old man enjoys caring for them almost as much as he enjoys their trips to her shelter. It's the largest, no-kill shelter in the world, welcoming unwanted felines across the globe. She has a dedicated staff of cat lovers who do their best to find the perfect home for each life placed into their hands, and at night, she saves more lives beside her husband. She has everything she could ever want, and so do her babies. Happy at last, her purrs commingle with Onyx's.
Before long, however, she catches sight of something black quickly approaching from the tops of the buildings they're passing. "Slow the gas, Alfred," she advises. "I believe we'll have company for lunch." Sure enough, at the next light, her husband slips into the moving limousine. Selina arches around him as she hugs him in welcome.
"A new dress." He surveys her with the eye of a hunter; Selina enjoys being his prey. "I approve."
"I'm glad." They kiss, his fingers threading through her long, raven hair.
"Are you happy?" he asks as she nuzzles his shoulder.
"Completely," she purrs. Bruce's smile matches Selina's. Watching through the mirror, Alfred smiles too.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Batman/Catwoman
Character/Pairing: Bruce/Selina (Bats/Cats), Alfred
Rating: G/K
Challenge:
comicdrabbles: #82: New DressWarning(s): Alternate Universe
Word Count: 500
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC comics, not the author, and are used without permission.
She twirls, her keen, emerald eyes watching every movement the new fabric makes over her muscles and curves. She steps again, approving of the way it shapes around her. She runs her hands down the pure silk and reflects that she used to have to steal dresses like this. She still could, of course. She could easily find a way to walk straight out the door wearing this dress without any one being the wiser.
But she doesn't have to. He doesn't want her to, and for the first time, Selina genuinely cares what some one wants besides herself and her cats. She smiles at her reflection. This dress is just the thing to knock his Batbelt off. It might have even kept her out of jail one night, but that was then. Now she doesn't have to worry about jail, thievery, or how and when her next meal will come.
She smoothes her hands once more down the leopard print silk, then makes her purchase and walks out the door wearing her new dress. The sunshine gleams with her smile as she makes her way to the waiting limousine.
"Where to, Missus Wayne?" Alfred asks as she steps in. She loves the sound of her new name. "Shall we step in on your center?"
"Yes, but first let's have a bite, Alfred." She doesn't hesitate to name a restaurant, and as he steps on the gas, she leans back, luxuriating in the back seat and stroking her favorite cat's ebony back. She watches the real diamond on her collar glitter. That's another thing she didn't have to steal, and she'll never have to steal again.
Onyx and all her babies are taken care of. They eat their choice of fresh meat every night, and although Alfred complains about their shedding on occasion, she knows the old man enjoys caring for them almost as much as he enjoys their trips to her shelter. It's the largest, no-kill shelter in the world, welcoming unwanted felines across the globe. She has a dedicated staff of cat lovers who do their best to find the perfect home for each life placed into their hands, and at night, she saves more lives beside her husband. She has everything she could ever want, and so do her babies. Happy at last, her purrs commingle with Onyx's.
Before long, however, she catches sight of something black quickly approaching from the tops of the buildings they're passing. "Slow the gas, Alfred," she advises. "I believe we'll have company for lunch." Sure enough, at the next light, her husband slips into the moving limousine. Selina arches around him as she hugs him in welcome.
"A new dress." He surveys her with the eye of a hunter; Selina enjoys being his prey. "I approve."
"I'm glad." They kiss, his fingers threading through her long, raven hair.
"Are you happy?" he asks as she nuzzles his shoulder.
"Completely," she purrs. Bruce's smile matches Selina's. Watching through the mirror, Alfred smiles too.
The End
