Taming the Batman

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Batman landed silently on the roof of the Gotham History Museum. The virus that he planted in the museum's security had alerted him when the museum's own security system 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.

He dropped down through the moonroof as well in the blackness of the museum hall. The museum was completely silent. Not even the soft constant whir of security cameras moving back and forth was present. Walking the halls, it didn't take him long to find the first knocked-out security 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 said to her, "Hello Selina. Don't you ever think your collection is already big enough?"
 
Hearing barely a whisper of a footstep behind her Selina chose not to look around, knowing there was only one person who would be silently striding in rather than running in alarm. Slipping the tiny but obscenely valuable jewelled statue into a pouch at her belt, Selina finally turned round with a wide smile.

"Not just yet I'm afraid, there's just too many gorgeous things in the world" she teased, smirking at him, "I just have to get my claws into them whenever I see them. We can't all be blessed with a large inheritance after all."

Catwoman kept her relaxed posture, her eyes trained on the black suit in front of her but her mind raced, she had to get past him and get out as soon as possible. If she could just find a distraction.

"Fancy meeting you here anyway, see anything you'd like to take?" she asked, taking a couple of steps towards him. If she could just keep the element of surprise and get past him she could escape.
 
Batman's gaze went from the sway of her hips as she walked toward him to the swell of her breasts in the tight leather outfit. He raised an eyebrow and said dryly, "I don't know. Your endowments look pretty generous from here."

"Fancy meeting you here anyway, see anything you'd like to take?"

He took a step closer. "Yes. I do see something I'd like to take. It's you," he said. He then pulled a pair of cuffs from his belt. "Into custody." he finished. "I would try to tell you to make it easy on yourself and not try to run or fight but somehow I doubt you'd listen," he said with a smile. "So why don't we make a deal? You put that statue back where it belongs and you'll get off with a warning instead of a stay in Blackgate Penitentiary?" He waited to hear Catwoman's reply. Knowing her, she already had a counter-offer in mind.
 
Selina didn't miss the way Batman's gaze traced her figure and quickly thought of another option he hadn't offered her, which was lucky because she didn't like either of his offers anyway. She'd always found him very attractive, especially as he posed a challenge at times like this, and now it seemed the feeling might not be just on her side. That might just be the distraction she needed.

"It doesn't sound like I get much out of the deal either way" she drawled quietly, taking another step towards him so there were only a few inches between them. "You want me to come quietly or give up the only thing I've got out of the night? Maybe you should take what you want instead, if you can find it." she smiled.

Stretching her arms out to the side as if waiting to be searched, conveniently making it harder for him to handcuff her if he wanted to, Selina waited to see whether Batman would take the bait.
 
Bruce raised one eyebrow. What kind of game was Selina playing at? He started to pat her down. At first, he was looking for the tiny jeweled statue that he had seen her take, but as he continued, his hands became less rough, and the pats became caresses, slow and sensual, not wanting to miss a single inch of her body.

Catwoman's leather suit fit her like a second skin, hugging her every curve and crevice, leaving little to the imagination. Batman's hands cupped the swell of her generous breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze as his hands continued downward to her tight, athletic waist and perfectly sculpted ass from her years as a cat burglar.

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. He had spent so much of his time lately as Batman that he hardly had time for Bruce Wayne anymore. 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?

"Seems I still can't find what I'm looking for. I think a strip search may be necessary," he said as he pulled down the zipper at the front of her top, exposing her cleavage.
 
Catwoman saw she'd caught the usually controlled Batman off guard as his searching touches turned into strokes. He was obviously having the same problem keeping his mind on the job as she was, but it looked like that might work out well for both of them. She'd happily forget about what she was initially after if she could get hold of a bigger prize.

Bruce's hands running over her left Selina immediately wanting more and she couldn't help letting a small moan escape her lips as he pulled open the top of her skintight suit. She'd long enjoyed unnerving him by flirting and tempting him to play with fire but she hadn't actually been certain whether he'd one day give in to temptation, and this was a more than pleasant surprise.

"I think you should be as thorough as possible, if you're going to find what you want" she whispered, lowering her arms until her hands slid across his broad shoulders.

Leaning into him Selina pressed her lips against Batman's, drawing him into a sultry kiss, knowing she'd distracted him enough now to get away but wanting to make the most of a better opportunity instead. As explored his mouth her hands drifted down his chest, lightly brushing below his belt.
 
Their kiss lit a fire inside of Bruce. He pulled the zipper down to Catwoman's waist and pulled the suit down, letting her arms slip through, leaving her completely exposed above the waist. He pulled off his gloves, dropping them at his feet. He wanted to feel her, skin to skin. His hands explored her body again as they kissed, their tongues locked in a fierce duel. One hand moved up to cup and squeeze her breasts while the other slipped beneath the remainder of Catwoman's suit, pushing it down the curve of her ass.

Batman moaned into the kiss as he felt Catwoman's hands drift below his belt. His cock was already well beyond hard and there was already a visible bulge as it strained against the tight material of his suit. Batman was grateful that the security hsd been disabled, giving the two a moment of privacy to engage in their tryst.
 
As Batman's hands covered her naked skin, Catwoman completely forgot about being caught and got carried away by waves of pleasure. She broke the kiss briefly to peel the Bat mask away from it's owner's face, letting it drop to the floor as she hungrily started to kiss him again. She'd never managed to decide whether she preferred Batman or Bruce Wayne but it seemed tonight she could have both and just that idea alone turned her on, let alone what he was doing to her.

Running her fingers through his hair, Selina pressed her body against Batman, moaning in pleasure as his stiff length pushed between her legs, the material between them an inconvenience. Moving her hands down his body she deftly tugged his belt away before running her fingers over his torso, trying to find a way to remove his suit but finding only frustration as she failed, her mind almost going blank as his kisses stoked the fire of the lust within her. She wanted him so badly now.
 
He held Selina tightly as she pressed her body against his, their bodies molding to each other as their kisses grew ever more lustful. The seam that separated the top and bottom sections of his Batsuit was nearly invisible but once Catwoman had taken off his belt, he briefly separated from their kiss to pull off the top section of his suit, dropping it along with his cape to the floor, baring his chest. The bottom would be easy enough to remove now.

He peeled Catwoman's suit further down to her feet, helping her step out of it, leaving her incredible body completely nude, save for her boots and "cat ears". Bruce knelt down and after opening up her legs, buried his face into her pussy, putting both hands on Selina's ass to make sure she couldn't get away. His tongue plunged deep inside, tasting her sweet juices before swirling hard against her throbbing clit.
 
As he pulled off the top half of his outfit, Catwoman barely had time to appreciate Batman’s sculpted chest before he pulled the rest of her cat suit from her, kneeling between her legs. When his tongue slid against her pussy Selina had to concentrate to avoid her legs buckling under her. Her eyes closed and her mouth dropped open as Batman worked across her clit. The sensation was better than her wildest dreams and she felt ridiculously turned on, feeling a climax start to build within moments.

“Ohhh, god, Batman, Bruce…” she virtually purred, “Don’t stop….”

The pleasure he was inflicting on her swept over Selina faster than a tidal wave, a world apart from what anyone she’d slept with before had managed to do. She panted as she felt electricity coil up in her stomach, the sound of her moans echoing through the empty museum.

“Yessss, please” she whispered, “More…..”

She swayed as an orgasm started to overcome her but Batman’s hands on her ass kept her up and she groaned loudly as it burst through her, her whole body shaking for a moment.

Recovering herself after a minute, Catwoman cupped her hand under Batman’s chin, leading him back up, her fingers reaching for the bottom half of his suit, peeling it away from him before pressing her mouth over his, tasting herself as she slid her tongue over his. Her hands wrapped around his length and stroked lightly across his skin before stroking more firmly, guiding his hardness between her legs.
 
Batman watched as Catwoman's climax overtook her body, enjoying the sound of her moans, the way it made her body shake, and the sweet gush of juices from her pussy. As they locked lips again, Bruce moaned into the kiss as he felt Selina's hand wrap around his length, stroking him. His hardness moved against the slit of her now soaking wet pussy, grinding up and down with her clit against the bottom of his shaft as they teased each other. Each could feel the immense heat pouring off of their bodies as they became more turned on.

When Batman could take no more, he reached down and with both hands on Catwoman's ass once more, he lifted her off the ground. Holding her close so she could wrap her arms and legs around him, Bruce slowly lowered her down onto his cock, letting out a deep moan at the first moment of delicious penetration. Letting gravity do the work, he lowered her until the entire of his cock was inside of her, feeling her tight pussy ripple across his length.

Taking one of Catwoman's hard nipples into his mouth, he suckled on it as he began to rock his hips, moving in and out of her, his breathing growing heavier.
 
“Oh god Bruce” Selina moaned as he slid inside her, setting every nerve on fire.

Held around his waist, Catwoman dug her heels into Batman’s back, anchoring herself as she slid along his shaft. She could barely believe they were finally in this position, having teased each other for so long and now his mouth was around her breast, waves of pleasure running through her, his cock rocking in and out of her.

“Did the search turn up what you were looking for yet?” she gasped, unable to resist just a little more teasing.

Selina circled her hips around his shaft, the sensation increasing tenfold and she mewled out, lustily pulling his mouth away from her chest to cover it with her own, moaning needily into his kiss. Her fingers dug into his skin, holding him as close as she could, feeling another climax start to build as she ground against him.
 
Through his own moans, Batman managed to reply, "Not yet. But I've got a feeling it'll come up soon."

The rhythm of their motions grew faster, his thrusts going deeper in and out of her, plundering the depths of her pussy as he fucked Catwoman, working out all of the pent-up frustration that she had put him through, the years of teasing and innuendo. They weren't making love. They were fucking, pure, wild, and uninhibited.

If their previous kiss had been a fire, this one was a full-blown inferno. Their tongues fought, writhing and twisting, their lips pressed so hard against each other that Bruce was sure that he'd be waking up with bruises in the morning. Not that he cared. At this point, the only thing that mattered was sheathing himself inside of Selina again, and again, and again.

They moaned into each other's mouths and Batman could feel an orgasm starting to build deep inside of him and could tell that Selina was feeling the same. Their movements grew more frantic as they raced headlong together toward the biggest climax of their lives.
 
One of Catwoman’s hands tangled through Batman’s hair, the other scraping its nails across his back, wanting even more of him, every thrust into her only making her hungrier for him. Fucking Bruce made her feel like she’d never fucked anyone before. All the times he’d outwitted her, all the chasing, all her lust for anything she couldn’t get, released into her movements as she writhed against him. She could hardly breathe as they kissed harder and harder but it didn’t matter right then if it hurt, even if he broke her, as long as she could have him inside her.

Selina’s body started to tremble as she slid against him as fast as she could, the heels of her boots digging into his back as they gripped each other. Her climax started to rage between her legs and Bruce was so hard inside her, she knew his was taking hold too.

Tensing as her orgasm started to wash over her, overwhelming pleasure flooding every muscle in her body, Catwoman screamed against Batman’s lips, her whole body rocking against him, the room spinning as she came harder than ever.
 
Catwoman's writhing body, her pussy convulsing around his cock as her orgasm hit her, even the scraping of her claws against his back, all of it helped push Bruce over the edge. He groaned loudly into their kiss as his body tensed and his climax struck him like a thunderbolt.

He buried his length inside of her as he came, firing jet after jet of his seed into Selina, painting the inside of her walls white.

The intensity of his release had left his legs weak and his head spinning and he sank down to his knees, not trusting his own balance at the moment. He and Catwoman were still clutching each other tightly as they came down from peaks, catching their breaths. He was still inside of her and could feel his cock weakly twitch from the aftershocks of his orgasm, sending shivers up his spine.

He tried very hard to remember why he had thought this would be a bad idea, but at the moment, Bruce just couldn't seem to care.
 
Feeling Bruce pulse over and over inside her brought fresh waves of pleasure to Selina, feeling as though her climax would never end. Eventually the intense sensations subsided, the world around her slowing and coming back into focus as she relaxed onto the floor with Bruce.

Panting she let her lips drift across his cheek and neck, laying a string of lazy kisses along his skin, nipping at his shoulder as his cock teased gently inside her. For once she felt completely satiated, having managed to find something so valuable she hadn’t needed to steal.

“I think that was a pretty thorough search” she breathed into Batman’s ear, “Hope you found just what you wanted…. I know I did”
 
Bruce ran his fingers through Catwoman's hair as they relaxed together on top of his cape on the museum floor, Selina's boots still locked around his back. This could certainly end up making things more complicated in the future between the two of them, but if the sex was this good, maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

He replied, "No, I didn't find what I was looking for. When I got here, the alarms and cameras had been disabled, the guards were knocked out, and the statue was already gone. No trace of who might have done it." With a completely serious expression, he continued, "Obviously the work of a skilled thief, but without any leads, I guess we'll never know who it was. It's a good thing the museum is insured against theft."

Giving Catwoman's perfect ass one last squeeze, Bruce kissed her again. "But we better start getting dressed before the guards start waking up."
 
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A large slow smile spread across Catwoman’s lips as Batman spoke. Part of her mind had already calculated her escape while she’d been relaxing around him, she’d planned to cuff him to one of the display cases with his own handcuffs and run, but his words saved her the trouble and cemented the absolutely perfect tone of the evening.

Returning Bruce’s kiss, Selina nodded at his words and rose to her feet, almost feeling it was a shame to go back to their ‘jobs’ and end this gorgeous nakedness, but quickly slid back into her suit, feeling a huge shift had occurred. She normally found her underhand activities exhilarating but now there was a completely new level of excitement, knowing just what lay behind the batsuit that she so often ran into.

“Such a shame that you weren’t able to get your hands on the thief” she grinned in reply, “But it sounds like no-one lost out tonight, and you’re a very hard worker, I’m sure you’ll have a chance to get hold of the right villain sometime soon.”

Zipping the front of her suit back over her chest and readjusting her mask over her eyes, Catwoman was sorely tempted to stay for moments more but already caught a slight sound a couple of floors below. Striding towards a spiral staircase which led to the roof she called quietly over her shoulder.

"See you soon"
 
As great as the sex had been, had it been anyone else, Batman wouldn't have let them off the hook, but he carried a soft spot for Catwoman. Compared to the maniacs and killers that he normally dealt with, a master thief was probably the least troubling of his rivals, not to mention the many occasions on which she had helped him.

Soon enough the guards began to wake up, and Commissioner Gordon arrived on the scene. Batman gave him the false version of what had happened here but promised to keep an eye out for any leads.

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About a week later, Batman had been investigating a series of strange disappearances in which people had been going missing only to show up a few days later with little to no recollection of the entire event. He had traced the victims back to an abandoned greenhouse on the far outskirts of the city.

Entering the greenhouse, he noticed that the plants were far too well taken care of for an abandoned greenhouse. Moving deeper into the building, he entered a large clearing. Batman already had his suspicions about who was behind this. "Ivy?" he called out into the clearing, his voice echoing through the greenhouse.
 
Vibrations echoing through the floor, rippling the tiny roots around her, woke Poison Ivy from her position lightly dozing in the warm soil at the centre of the ‘garden’ she regarded as her current home. Expecting another unwitting victim she could tranquilize and use as part of her latest plan for revenge on Gotham, Ivy smiled to herself as she pushed her leaf-adorned body out of the ground. Her expression showed the merest moment of surprise as she cocked her head slightly, before her smile returned, now showing even more pleasure as she recognised the voice.

Moving around a large tree, Ivy reclined against its bark as her eyes roamed over the black suit standing a few feet from her. She’d expected the visit – well, she’d learnt that whenever she was part of a good plan to hurt the inhabitants of Gotham she should expect this visit, but this time she’d prepared for it, made it part of the plan itself.

“Well hello there” she drawled in her distinctive accent, “It’s been a long time. The honour of such a distinguished visitor can only mean one of two things – either you want something from me, or you want to punish me. Luckily I think I can help on both counts…. if you ask nicely.” Slowly, seductively, Ivy took a couple of steps towards Batman.
 
Batman showed no reaction as Poison Ivy approached him, though mentally he still took a moment to admire her body. Between her potent arsenal of pheromones, spores, and toxins and her own natural beauty and skills at seduction, there had been multiple close calls between them. Bruce knew that it would be dangerous to ever indulge his temptations, but that danger only made Poison Ivy all the more enticing. She was forbidden fruit.

Batman focused on why he was here in the first place. "The kidnapping doesn't surprise me. It's the letting them go afterwards that does. Doing something like this just for the fun of it isn't your style. What are you planning?"

He took a step back to create some distance between them. Even when she wasn't trying, Ivy's natural scent was intoxicating.
 
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