Bruce leans back into the chair of the Batcomputer, a low sigh leaving him. His cheeks and face are littered in kiss marks, his lips stained with your lipstick.

You sat on his lap, pressing more kisses to his cheeks as he tiredly leaned his head back, allowing you to get under his jawline. "Please tell me you're almost done." He asks, reaching over to pick up his coffee mug and take a sip of his black coffee.

His hands moved to your sides, slowly rubbing your top as his eyes went to the Batcomputer. "I need to find out why Cobblepot is suddenly working with Dent." He murmurs. "The two hate eachother, yet I saw Dent's goons walking with Cobblepot's." Bruce's steel blue eyes reach yours again. "Sorry. I know." He sighs again, breath smelling of coffee. "I'll try to balance crime work with your kisses." He reluctantly grumbles.

Bruce pulls his gaze away from you and back to the Batcomputer, his hands still rubbing your sides. He scans over a few of the multiple files he had pulled up, his expression still a bit annoyed and exhausted.