het_reccers | Beneath You, by blackmamba

Fandom Category: Batman/The Dark Knight
Pairing: Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle
Fic Title: Beneath You
Author:

blackmamba_esq
Link: http://www.valentchamber.com/viewstory.php?sid=564&textsize=0&chapter=1
Rating/Warning(s): NC-17ish, explicit sex, violence
Genre: Action-Adventure , Drama, Erotica, Suspense
WIP?: no

Why This Must Be Read: Um, for the sex? Seriously, this fic is smokin' hot. Hardcore smokin' hot. The characterization of Selina Kyle is especially wonderful, but the thing that struck me most about this fic is how dark Bruce Wayne is. Now, I know what most of you are thinking: Duh. Batman is dark. Yeah, but that isn't the darkness I'm talking about here. This fic is centered around all the dark desires that Bruce Wayne normally keeps in check, but only seems to let loose around Selina Kyle. It makes sense, when you think about it. A guy frakked up enough to don a mask and beat up criminals as a hobby is gonna be aggressive in the bedroom, too. Luckily, Selina Kyle keeps up just fine.

Oh, and there's plot too. I may have forgotten to mention that before because my brain was melted from the hot sexin'. But, yes, there's plot! ;)

It made him pause, a brief hesitation that she used to her advantage. Selina pivoted on one leg to deliver a solid roundhouse to his face, the heel of her boot slicing open the skin. He recovered quickly, crouching as he spun around, and kicked out against her shin. Selina grunted as she fell, more in frustration than in pain and he grabbed her arm before she could recover. He tried to twist it backwards, pin her to the ground again, but she kneed him in the kidneys, the vulnerable spot in the suit.

"Shit." He exhaled the word as pain shot up his back. She raised her knee again but he grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her stomach.

"Jesus Bruce." Her voice was muffled by the ground. He held her arms behind her back and pulled out a pair of plastic cuffs. "I honestly didn’t take you for the kind of guy who’d hit a woman."

"I’m not." He pulled the cuffs tight and she winced. Bruce leaned down to speak against her ear. "I just know who I’m dealing with."

"Then you should have done my legs first."

She tucked her knees up to her chest and lifted her upper body. The back of her head slammed against his jaw and he was thrown back to the ground. Bruce closed his eyes and groaned as more blood filled his mouth. He opened them when he felt the hard point of her boot pressed against his throat.

She stood above him, her face bruised, her hair a wild tangle over her shoulders. Getting his ass kicked might have been easier if she wasn’t so damn fuckable while she did it.

"Where are my diamonds?"

"You know I won’t tell you." He touched the boot. "You know me Selina."

She stared at him a moment before she rolled her eyes. "You fucking…asshole." Bruce stood up slowly, rubbing his swollen jaw. "What? WHAT do you want from me?"

"Well first off, I’d like you to stop kicking me with those goddamn boots." He frowned at her heels as he probed the cut on his cheek with two fingers. "And second…" He met her eyes. "Check out of whatever luxury suite you’ve commandeered this time. You’re coming home with me."