#championofman

[felinesfury]

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send me ☁ for a thought my muse has had about yours

I wonder if he really is any fun, or if he’s just as boring as he looks.

[thequeenofstarcity]

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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy-♦:Slow dancing

Music slowed, and bodies that had previously been dancing further apart pressed closely together, trapping warm air and too many things left unsaid between them. He thought maybe it had been a birthday party, or maybe just a night out. It didn’t really mater. He could still feel cold hands sneaking under his shirt to fold over the small of his back. He could still remember how it felt to cup Lex’s jaw in his hands, and tip it up so he could kiss his throat. 

It wasn’t any sort of waltz, and there was no ballroom in sight. It wasn’t even all that romantic or special. But there was something about slow dancing with Lex Luthor that made something sweet curl up his spin and settle in his throat. So he remembered. 

[thequeenofstarcity]

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send me ☁ for a thought my muse has had about yours

"I should have come back to you, after the island. I should have found you again. Maybe I could have convinced you I was a better man. Even if it would have ended the same, anything is better than not knowing." 

[felinesfury]

Steal You Bald

Selina hadn't been entirely lying when she said that she didn't steal often anymore.  She really didn't, only when it was fun.  And right now, things were looking to be very fun.

The security around Lex Luthor's Gotham penthouse was impressive-- although not nearly as impressive as her Bat's, but that went without saying-- but not at all impossible to penetrate.  It obviously wasn't meant to be lived in long-term, at least not for Mr. Presidential Candidate, but it was certainly stocked with enough finery to warrant a visit from her.  Lex was still probably off giving his speech, so she had plenty of time.  A few trinkets here, a few baubles there....

Meow

She stopped dead in her tracks.

Mrrow?

There, shadowed in the doorway of the bedroom, was a sphynx cat staring up at her with large eyes.  Selina cooed and knelt down, extending a hand toward it.

"Come on, sweetie.  Come to mama."  The cat immediately walked to her hand, pausing for the briefest moment to sniff it before rubbing happily against her palm.  "Good boy.  You're a good boy, aren't you?  You shouldn't be stuck here all alone."

Maybe the trinkets could wait.  She'd found something much more valuable.