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Title: Strangers on Rooftops
Characters: Batman/Catwoman
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 385
Warnings: DCnU!! SPOILERS for Catwoman #2!
Disclaimer: DC owns.
AN: for my table, prompt #46- rooftop. The idea came from this prompt at [livejournal.com profile] batcat_fic and from my playing Batman: Arkham City where Catwoman is so, so awesome!!

Bruce may know who Selina is now, but he didn't always. They were strangers once, completely unknown to the other, and it was dangerous, stupid, and risky to see her as anything other than a thief. Which is why Batman should have shoved Catwoman away when she kissed him, but he didn't. At least, not in the way he should have. He did push her, but into a dark corner where he kissed her without restraint, with weeks worth of pent up frustration after all her teasing and flirting. He kissed her like any man would the person he desired above all others. It was, after all, impossible not to want her.

She was the sexiest woman he had ever seen, moving like only she knew how. The sway of her hips was dangerous, her smile a weapon made to disarm him. Batman should have resisted her and not given in like an inexperienced youth would have, but his desire overshadowed his reason and he found himself wanting to do more than kiss her. That, however, he managed to delay until a later encounter.

There was no chase that time, no playing hero and villain. He had been watching Gotham on the very rooftop of their first confrontation and she simply showed up.

"Batman."

"Catwoman."

She wanted to see him, she stated simply, smiling that smile. And, he wanted her so badly.... The kiss that followed was unlike all the others before, there was something else behind it. Soon, their embraced led to other things and he was grinding into her as she clawed at him for more. That's when Batman did the unthinkable. In a rare display of trust not to be repeated with anyone else, he guided her hands over his body, showing her the secrets to his suit. He did consider the potential consequences of such a move, but all he could think of was that whatever he felt, she had to feel, too. Because just as he kept coming back for more, so did she.

With parts of his suit tossed aside on the rooftop, Catwoman kissed across the warm skin of his chest, and ran her bare hands down his abdomen. She stroked and teased him into a near frenzy before peeling off her own suit and riding him under the stars.
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