A Snap of the Whip (Batman; Bats/Cats; PG)
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katleeptTitle: "A Snap of the Whip"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Het, Drabble
Word Count: 200
Date Written: 16 November, 2011
Challenge: For the Fanfic-Bakeoff LJ comm's monthly challenge
Disclaimer: Bruce "Batman" Wayne, Selina "Catwoman" Kyle, Gotham City, and any other characters mentioned within are © & TM DC comics, not the author; are used without permission; and may not be used without permission. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
A whip cracked in the dead of night and wrapped around Batman's neck. He grasped it and then hid a smile as he noted the familiar design. He snatched his assailant to him, and she came willingly into his arms. Catwoman gazed up at him and released a long, lusty purr that echoed on the empty rooftop. Bruce's eyebrows arched underneath his cowl. "And what is that supposed to mean?" he teased.
Catwoman ran her tongue over her pursed lips and shining, white teeth. She traced the outline of his strong cheeks underneath his black mask, then shimmied against him as she purred, "Do I really have to translate it for you?" She arched over his muscular body and ran her tongue over his lips.
He shivered from her touch. Heat sprang from her body into his, once more catching his very soul on fire and sluicing molten lava through his valiant veins. She kissed him, and he raised his lips just long enough to whisper, "No. I guess you don't." Wrapping himself around her, he kissed her again, and for one night, at least, Catwoman had her Bat and it was the rest of Gotham who had to wait.
The End
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Het, Drabble
Word Count: 200
Date Written: 16 November, 2011
Challenge: For the Fanfic-Bakeoff LJ comm's monthly challenge
Disclaimer: Bruce "Batman" Wayne, Selina "Catwoman" Kyle, Gotham City, and any other characters mentioned within are © & TM DC comics, not the author; are used without permission; and may not be used without permission. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
A whip cracked in the dead of night and wrapped around Batman's neck. He grasped it and then hid a smile as he noted the familiar design. He snatched his assailant to him, and she came willingly into his arms. Catwoman gazed up at him and released a long, lusty purr that echoed on the empty rooftop. Bruce's eyebrows arched underneath his cowl. "And what is that supposed to mean?" he teased.
Catwoman ran her tongue over her pursed lips and shining, white teeth. She traced the outline of his strong cheeks underneath his black mask, then shimmied against him as she purred, "Do I really have to translate it for you?" She arched over his muscular body and ran her tongue over his lips.
He shivered from her touch. Heat sprang from her body into his, once more catching his very soul on fire and sluicing molten lava through his valiant veins. She kissed him, and he raised his lips just long enough to whisper, "No. I guess you don't." Wrapping himself around her, he kissed her again, and for one night, at least, Catwoman had her Bat and it was the rest of Gotham who had to wait.
The End
