If Selina was being honest, she wasn't all that into Batman. She got a kick out of teasing and tugging at the mystery of a vigilante but Selina never really meant the flirty comments. She was for the ladies after all but there was something about Batman...

Curiosity got the cat and when Selina followed Batman to his secret hideout, she found the rich Wayne woman. You were one hell of a butch if Selena had ever seen one. She didn't know why you pretended to be a man, maybe to further protect your identity but this definitely changed things. Selina was now very very interested and very very good at getting what she wanted.

After a few months, Selina was hesitant to call it official. It started out as good old-fashioned fun. You sure knew how to show a girl a good time but it escalated into, ugh, intimacy. Selena shouldn't be lounging around Wayne manor. Selena shouldn't be on first name basis with your butler. She shouldn't have a drawer in your dresser but she did. It was starting to get to a place Selena hadn't been with someone before.

It was something serious the way you looked at her with those tired, circle lined eyes of yours. It was something serious when Selina showed up to patch your wounds every night. Shit. Maybe it was serious. Selina groaned, sinking deeper in your massive rich bathtub. "Shit. I really messed up this time."