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Title: Moments
Characters: Bruce/Selina
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 380
Disclaimer: DC owns.
AN: for mithen! Hope your birthday was great! =) Btw, fic inspired by this picture! *happy sigh*
Once Catwoman arrived, they did not waste time with words. Eagerly, expertly they made up for his weeklong absence.
Things were somewhat different now; Bruce did not deny himself everything as he once had. Even a few months ago, he would not have allowed himself this small escape. But, he’d finally learned that a few stolen moments did not impede the mission. The mission continued always. He was only glad Selina saw this early on and eventually made him see as well.
When he had her up against the wall he thought he heard her mumble something that sounded like, “Missed you.”
He’d missed her, too.
Lately, a night of patrol ended with such an encounter. Sex was usually involved, but not always. Once, Selina made him lie down next to her simply to gaze up at the stars. At first, he felt ridiculous just laying there, doing nothing of value. Just as he decided enough was enough and was ready to leave, Catwoman reached for his hand and laced her gloved fingers with his.
The seemingly insignificant act weighed down on him, took him back to another time. Fifteen, twenty years ago when he should have done something like that, he was training, cultivating his body and mind into something fearsome and sharp. It struck him then that he’d missed so much, but he did not regret it. Batman was in a position to protect Gotham because of it. Still, Bruce couldn’t help be grateful to her for the rare moment he wouldn't soon forget.
Now, as he shuddered against her and she dug her nails into his shoulders when she followed soon after, he fought back the words that yearned to escape his lips. Instead, he buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply, committing her scent to memory.
“Well, that was fun,” Selina grinned, moving away to rearrange her costume, but he could see there was something more she wanted to say, as well.
His eyes locked into her green ones and he kissed her once more. They didn’t need the words, words could only convey so much. Instead, they showed each other – on nights when it was possible – what they meant to one another. And, it was with moments like the one just shared that they were able to so.
Characters: Bruce/Selina
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 380
Disclaimer: DC owns.
AN: for mithen! Hope your birthday was great! =) Btw, fic inspired by this picture! *happy sigh*
Once Catwoman arrived, they did not waste time with words. Eagerly, expertly they made up for his weeklong absence.
Things were somewhat different now; Bruce did not deny himself everything as he once had. Even a few months ago, he would not have allowed himself this small escape. But, he’d finally learned that a few stolen moments did not impede the mission. The mission continued always. He was only glad Selina saw this early on and eventually made him see as well.
When he had her up against the wall he thought he heard her mumble something that sounded like, “Missed you.”
He’d missed her, too.
Lately, a night of patrol ended with such an encounter. Sex was usually involved, but not always. Once, Selina made him lie down next to her simply to gaze up at the stars. At first, he felt ridiculous just laying there, doing nothing of value. Just as he decided enough was enough and was ready to leave, Catwoman reached for his hand and laced her gloved fingers with his.
The seemingly insignificant act weighed down on him, took him back to another time. Fifteen, twenty years ago when he should have done something like that, he was training, cultivating his body and mind into something fearsome and sharp. It struck him then that he’d missed so much, but he did not regret it. Batman was in a position to protect Gotham because of it. Still, Bruce couldn’t help be grateful to her for the rare moment he wouldn't soon forget.
Now, as he shuddered against her and she dug her nails into his shoulders when she followed soon after, he fought back the words that yearned to escape his lips. Instead, he buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply, committing her scent to memory.
“Well, that was fun,” Selina grinned, moving away to rearrange her costume, but he could see there was something more she wanted to say, as well.
His eyes locked into her green ones and he kissed her once more. They didn’t need the words, words could only convey so much. Instead, they showed each other – on nights when it was possible – what they meant to one another. And, it was with moments like the one just shared that they were able to so.
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on 2011-06-10 12:15 am (UTC)When he had her up against the wall he thought he heard her mumble something that sounded like, “Missed you.”
I really, really love the way you have them need to say so little to each other about their feelings--not because they're so comfortable and confident that it can remain unspoken, exactly (they still want to speak but can't quite do it), but because they know each other and respect each others' difficulty with saying certain things. I really like the way you capture their dynamic here!
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on 2011-06-15 05:36 pm (UTC)Sorry, Batgirl snuck in there, lol!
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on 2011-06-10 12:38 am (UTC)*loves*
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on 2011-06-15 05:42 pm (UTC)❤
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on 2011-06-20 05:54 pm (UTC)Yes, I'm crossing my fingers and toes!