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⊰♘⊱── “Quite, in fac’.” Smirks. “Th’ names Amelia Rothstein. Who may you be?”
“ i’m the one girls and boys dream about as i sneak into their house and steal their valuables. come now, honey, i can’t just tell you my identity. you have to earn that. “
⊰♘⊱── “Alrigh’, y’ah peaked my interest. Wha’ would be the stakes, and wha’ game are we plain’ ‘ere?”
now things are beginning to become interesting. the cat plays a dexterous, sleek muscle against both plump lips as her catlike grin widens. oh so coy the voluptuous thief is, and quite entertained. that contemplative gaze is almost predatory.
“ there she is. the interesting girl i thought i seen. how about a game of poker? loser buys the winner dinner. “
oh yes, this is the cat’s way of flirting. making a game and a spectacle out of it all, while maintaining a direct approach.
⊰♘⊱── “Weakness means little if y’er able to work pas’ i’. Good luck tryin’ to use my weakness agains’ me, I ‘ave a strong defense.”
❝ are they has strong as those legs of yours? ❞
( the game begins )
❝ i don’t think we ever properly introduced ourselves. ❞
⊰♘⊱── “Which is why my words speak to th’ contrary. I don’ be’ on things I don’ ‘ave a clear sho’ ‘ov winnin’ a’. Whether i’ be by blind luck or nudgin’ things in my favor.”
❝ that’s unfortunate. i’m pretty sure we could of come up with some pretty interesting stakes. ❞
⊰♘⊱── “A man who exposes his greatest weaknesses is truly most naive. Y’er free to visi’ my home and pester me all y’ah wan’ bu’ my own personal desires are fer me to know. Maybe y’ah will in due time.”
❝ i bet i can figure it out. tonight. people rarely ever expose their weaknesses on purpose. it’s when they think they are hidden that they are the most vulnerable to be reaped. ❞
⊰♘⊱── “Expect the wros’ from everyone. Tha’ way if they do somethin’ good, it’ll surprise y’ah greatly.”
❝ are you the betting type? hold onto your money, but don’t hold your breath. expecting something good out of me is just practicing false hope. ❞
It was more than an opinion, it was truth, from how intrigued she was of him. The plump lips he saw form into a lewd grin only furthered prove his words for how if he didn’t confront her as he did now, the Soldier would have to deal more antics and foolishness with this, — woman. A working woman, surely, with a cod piece that was oddly shaped…
A slighted lurch forward as her springing force came upon his upper body, his head within blinding moments turned to face as much as he could gaze of her face or of her own corporeal physique. The fine mixture of her legs that constricted his waist, and of her digits that proceeded to glaze along the outer reaches of the rear of his helmet would be a reaction from John that was of his own benefit and to ask for what she was doing. He knew she meant no harm, nor danger, but he was not willing to deal with this. So, a quick movement of his entire body, from his head to his feet was the reaction she got out of him.
" ——— What are you doing? “
He asked with a swift, blunt and sharp inquiry. If she would get off him, literally, he would answer Selina, the woman in the cat-suit.
" … I rest, when I have to. "
the voluptuous thief dismounts the decorated soldier with a sharp, feline gaze of curiosity. one foot in front of the next, she strides away from him, dangerous curves hugged by pitch black leather. fingers come to the zipper holding back her immense bust, and with a smooth exhale, she drags it down to give her body time to breathe. she turns back to him, enough revealed for him to know she’s very much nude beneath the exotic costume.
❝ if i always tell you what i’m up to, then where is the suspense? the excitement would just be drained. that’d be quite unfortunate, don’t you agree? ❞
⊰♘⊱── “Manipulation is a powerful tool fer those who can wield i’. Preying on someone’s desires to ge’ wha’ y’ah wan’ is somethin’ I rarely do, personally. Wha’ do y’ah do fer a profession, seeing tha’ y’ah mentioned i’?”
❝ i’m a thief. i thought that much was obvious. enough about me, what about you? are there any desires i can exploit? you know ... just in case i get a bit bored. ❞
⊰♘⊱── “I can imagine th’ advantages y’ah would ge’ from no’ ‘avin’ slack clothing flyin’ every which, way. I’ certainly entices less than innocen’ though’s. Wiv’ a frame like y’ers, some migh’ think ‘ov y’ah as a walkin’ fantasy.”
❝ thankfully, i've been gifted with an appealing figure. it's quite a potent weapon, if you ask me. seduction, stealth, disguise -- they all aid me in my profession and i'm happy to say i'm one of the best. ❞
⊰♘⊱── Soft sky blue orbs watched the cat like figure move with an enticing sway of each muscle and curve. A hand is placed on the blondes hip, curvaceous frame being outlined from the lights below. A soft chuckle erupted, oh how interesting this leather clad woman is. “Well, meow meow~” She giggled again, a gentle tease being given. “Wha’ can I say? Nothin’ ventured, nothin’ gained. ‘m gonna assume the leather suit is no’ jus’ f’er looks, huh?”
❝ you assume correctly. there are several different tactical advantages that this outfit provides. the material is fire retardant, for one. it's color also helps me blend into the night. aside from that? it just makes me feel absolutely yummy. ❞
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“… Care to explain why you’re sprawled across my bed?”
❝ only if you explain why it seems to be an issue. ❞
‶ —— and if I dangle you off this building … ″
They DANCE. A dance of shadows and the night. Creatures alive and unfurled in a city that seeks to chain them down. The Batwoman is naturally having NONE of the Cat’s jests. Steps take her forward, closing the gap between them until she stands within INCHESof her.
‶ Would you still hold onto it? ″
❝ of course i would. ❞
an immediate answer is bestowed upon the bold and imposing bat, though the mischievous thief's voice lacks any heed of the vigilante's threat. trepidation and hesitation are both so obviously absent, traded for a flirtatious, pouted smirk. her hands come to rest on the other woman's armored chest and she steps upon the tips of her toes, bringing those lips close to the bat's.
❝ because i know a secret ... ❞
she whispers low, so that the other is forced to truly listen.
❝ ... you'll always be there to catch me when i fall. ❞ ............. ❝ even if i don't want you to be. ❞
" You’d stalk around the vicinity, anyway."
dangerously full lips curve into a grin at his shared sentiment. the career thief is guilty as charged, though it doesn't necessarily mean anything. her point still remains: the soldier is here, instead of elsewhere. waging conversation with a woman, whom some may mistake for a working girl of sorts. it's all genuinely interesting. heeled boots come to a halt behind him. selina springs forward and onto the solid frame of his armor, knowing that he'll likely not budge. long, taut and powerful legs wrap around his waist and her fingers trace his helmet at the neck. ❝ do you sleep in it? your armor? do you even sleep? ❞
⊰♘⊱── “And wha’ ‘ov tha’ ‘ov a hunter?” The blonde mused in turn of the tight leather clad woman. Amelia moved effortlessly towards the feline like person, a smirk curling the corners of her peachy tiers. “A hunter lives in th’ nigh’. Friends with the shadows tha’ blankets them like wool.” A soft giggle breathed out from the light haired woman, slow pace coming to a halt. “Sorry if ‘m intrudin’. I was jus’ out f’er a stroll an’ I saw y’ah up ‘ere by y’erself so I wan’ed to see wha’ the deal was.”
position shifts to that of sensuous lounging. given the thief's natural and effortless air of seduction, all she does seems incite rather lascivious thoughts. muscle and flesh so active beneath skin hugging leather, movements smooth and calculated. it's like each minuscule movement of her physicality is an intentional invite to a colorful imagination. ❝ curiosity, hm? how funny -- considering i'm the one dressed like a cat. ❞
