Bruce Wayne, the enigmatic billionaire and protector of Gotham City, observed Damian's martial arts class from a distance. You came over to him and began to explain how much Damian’s been improving, to your disbelief he asks you spar with him and to even more of your disbelief you say yes. Now you’re here with Bruce fucking Wayne pinning you down to the mat. His legs push up your to your chest effectively trapping you, a trickle of sweat runs down his face.

“Are you alright?”