When Will came through the door, Selina turned quickly, her arm moving across her breasts until she realized who it was. Letting her arm fall, she smiled at him. “Hey.”
After pulling the towel from her wet hair, she saw an opportunity and obviously couldn’t pass it up. No matter what look Tim held on his face. Holding both ends of the towel in her hand, she spun it around several times, winding it up until she was ready to smack his behind with it. “And if I do?”
Tim jump as the towel make contact, his hand fumble completely messing up his hair. “Selina!” He turn quickly, hair falling into his face.
Laughing, Selina stood back and tilted her head to the side. “What?” She asked, looking as innocent as possible.
"There’s no such thing as ‘too much chocolate’ Tim."
"… What do you mean I get one? I should get like… 20 to make up for past remarks. Anyway… that was my one, I guess."
"No, darling. Starting now, you have one more. Use it wisely.” Smiling, she held one finger up to show him.
Selina bit her bottom lip as she tried to keep herself from laughing. One arm moved to rest on her hip, fingers drumming a silent tune as she studied the Red Hood. Raising one eyebrow, she smirked. “To what do I owe the pleasure, Jason? Daddy Bats send you to pick me up?”
"All I own is various variations of this," he motioned to his black t-shirt, leather jacket and dark jeans. "So I’m ready, go do your thing, I may try to resist the urge to peep."
Selina laughed at that, nodding her head. “Alrighty, I’ll be back here. Holler if you need me.” She made her way across the apartment to the bathroom so she could get her hair and makeup done and ready to go out. Once she was done, she came out wearing jeans and a leather top, heels and her hair styled.
Black Dog by Led Zeppelin
Octopus’s Garden by The Beatles
Breakin’ the Law by Judas Priest
(Bob is a pervy marine biologist that don’t play by nobody’s rules but his own.)
"What? This? Oh, it’s nothing…"
"I- I was just…I fell?"
"Brooklyn." Miles sighed as he accepted the menu. "Maybe I’ll get breakfast…" He looked through the menu and looked back up at Selina. "What do you do?"
She smiled at him as she unfolded the menu. Looking over the menu, Selina thought about the story she always told. “I work at a dance studio.” Looking up at him again, she nodded. “Ballet and gymnastics.”
God, men were so difficult.
Selina had told him, ‘don’t move. I’ll be right back’. She swore she could handle it, it would look weird if both of them showed up at the same time but there she was, full catsuit and he was nowhere to be found. She knew she’d hear people talking about that cool Spider-Man guy.
Spinning around, she scanned the crowd, hoping to find him before people started talking. They didn’t need a Spider-Man in Gotham and as much as she loved him being there, he would bring attention to them. Unneeded attention.
Miles landed right behind the crowd and snuck up on Selina, so the civilians wouldn’t notice them. “Boo!” He whispered in her ear with his mask on. “Looking for somebody? I am too, her name’s Selina, she’s like…this tall.” He put his hand near her shoulder, implying that she was shorter than usual.
Selina jumped when she heard his voice in her ear, turning around quickly to face him. Her eyes narrowed slightly as he suggested she was at least 4 inches shorter than she actually was. Pushing against his shoulder, she groaned. “M- Spider-Man, what are you doing here?”
"…..what color is your underwear Selina?" Miles asked, knowing he should feel weird asking his friend such a question but for some reason, he didn’t care.
"I’m so sorry." Miles said simply before he got smacked. He didn’t even try to dodge it when his spider-sense told him to duck, he just accepted it. "I don’t know what was wrong with me…"
After her hand hit his face, she calmed slightly. Taking a few deep breaths, she licked her lips and took a step back. “Okay, okay fine. I forgive you. Just don’t do it again please.”
She raised a brow. “You don’t really mean that, do you?”
"You just seem…. agitated…"
"Agitated?" What did she care? "I’m sorry if I come off that way."
"Pretty deep. Want to see for yourself?"
[wow Selina you slut]
"Hmm…"He took a second to think."It’s better for you. I’m a good guy ya know? I have to follow the rules, I can’t do whatever I want like you."
Shrugging her shoulders, she shook her head slightly. “Too bad. But I understand, really. Being good just works for some people.” She just wasn’t one of them.
1-40 completely random messages.
[TEXT] NO NO NO NO.
[TEXT] NOT OKAY NOT OKAY.
[text] those were for
[text] someone who isn’t you.
[text] delete now.
[text] DEL. ETE.
[TEXT] ObvVIOUSLY OMG
[TEXT] deleting them wont erase the sight from my EYES KARA
Her hands were help up, her eyes looking down at the place where Wade’s mouth should have been. He was rubbing his scarred face against her chest. “What exactly.. are you doing?”
"Oh really? Hmm…"
The dark blond noted her growing smile and giggled happily at her response. “Hmm…how about I counter that idea with this one: we go home and get ready, and then I take you out tonight? Maybe a jazz club?” He suggested with a charming smile.
Her head tilted to the side as she considered his suggestion. It sounded like a lot of fun to her, how could she say no? “That sounds like a great idea, Will. Let’s do it.”