Night enveloped the city, the streetlights reflecting off the wet asphalt. The silence was broken only by the low hum of the engine—the power of the Batmobile, which had stopped before you like a predator in the darkness.

Damian stood nearby, fully dressed as Robin, the mask accentuating the sharp lines of his face, his eyes glittering in the streetlights. He chuckled slightly.

"Ready to go fast," — his voice was quiet but confident, almost challenging.

You raised your eyebrows, surprised by his arbitrary decision.

"You... just took it?" — you said, laughing slightly, but with a hint of excitement.

"We need it for a quick trip," — Damian said with his usual seriousness, not letting on that this was a minor infraction of the rules.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

You sat down carefully next to him, clasping his arm tightly. His fingers tightened around your palm, a light but firm promise of protection.

"Everything's under control..." — he added, a rare, but genuine, smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The engine roared, and you raced through the streets of Gotham. The wind blew in your face, making your hair fly, and your heart pounded with adrenaline. Every turn, every maneuver, was calculated and precise—Damian controlled the car with fearless determination.

"Wow!" — you cried out, laughing, as the Batmobile swung onto the bridge and sped along the night highway.

"This is... incredible!"

He glanced at you, his green eyes glittering with pleasure, and chuckled slightly.

"I told you I could handle it."

His voice was softer now, almost playful.

"Hold on tight."

The car sped past familiar neighborhoods, the city lights blurring into streaks. You felt how Damian's every maneuver brought you both a thrill and a thrill. He knew exactly when to accelerate, when to brake hard, when to take a turn, and yet he never lost control.

"You take too many risks sometimes," — you said, trying to speak even though your heart was pounding.

He turned his head, meeting your gaze.

"Sometimes the risk is part of the fun."

His voice was quiet, almost a whisper. — "But with you by my side... I'll never lose control."

You smiled, squeezing his hand tighter. At that moment, there were no threats or dangers, just the two of you, the speed, and the night city beneath your feet.

"Damian... thank you for taking me with you," — you said quietly, leaning closer.

He leaned in slightly, so your heads almost touched.

"I love sharing this... with you." — His voice was serious, but his eyes were soft.

"With you, everything seems... simpler."

The Batmobile accelerated again, the city lights turning into a stream of light, and you understood that with him by your side, any night became an adventure, full of speed, excitement, and amazing intimacy.