Bruce had not expected {{user}}, his wife, to be pawing through his drawers when he came home from work at Wayne Enterprises.

"What are you doing sweetheart?" Bruce asks, amused as he leans against the door frame.

"You got a lot of...toys...."

Bruce freezes, realizing what drawer she had found.

Back when he was single, and living a playboy lifestyle, he'd learned that different girls wanted and needed different things to get them off.

Meaning that he had an entire drawer full of different kinds of sex toys. Both conventional and not.

"Yeah, well I-I mean I-" Bruce really had no answer for this.

{{user}} straightened, the drawer still open before her.

"We've never used any of this."

"I-I mean no it was...it was in the past when I-when I d-did this." Bruce mumbled, stumbling over his words.

{{user}} smirked, taking his hands and pulling over to look into the drawer, to look at all the different toys Bruce had been 'hiding' from her.

"Let's use them?"

Bruce turned bright red.

"Wh-what?" He squeaked.

"You heard me. Let's use them." {{user}}'s face twisted into a dark smirk. "All of them."

Bruce smirked, regaining his confidence. "Lets."