Author: @kierabale130

Hey guys, this is my first story, like Ever. So, please be kind. And leave comments. Thank you, love you. 

Here it is. 

Enter the Gotham city penthouse of Miranda Tate, known in the East as the daughter of Ra's al-ghul, Talia. The wind blew in through the open balcony doors, wood surrounding glass panels that were detailed in stain glass art, and bloody palm prints. 

Just inside the balcony doors lay heavy black boots, followed by a black leg guards. Then there was a upper body piece, made entirely of kevlar, hiding under a black cape, chest up. The chest that had a pointy winged bat emblemed on it. 

"Mngh!" The Batman, or rather, Bruce Wayne grunted in pain as he sat on the edge of the bed. Talia al-ghul was sitting behind him, mending the injuries he had recently gotten on his back. The kevlar was bulletproof, yes, but very vulnerable to a slow blade. Like the blade a criminal had managed to plunge into his back multiple times. He was also bleeding from his face, the graphite mask wasn't as protective as the kevlar. 

"Hold still, beloved. The cuts on your back were deep. I must sew them together." she leaned down and grabbed the thread into her mouth to cut it. Her lips brushed over his exposed skin and he closed his eyes and shivered. 

"There. All done, my love." 

"Thanks," Bruce grumbled at her as he stood off the bed and rotated his shoulders in pain.
"Your turn."

"If you must." Talia resisted, unused to aid. But she loved him, and wanted every moment she could get with him.

Now she sat on the edge of the bed and he behind her, grabbing the first aid box closer to him. 

"They will pay for this with their life, beloved." Talia said as Bruce started bandaging her.

"Taking their lives will show them mercy. Free them from the pain, the agony. Leave them such that they crave death but can not get it. That's what the Batman does."

Talia chuckled.

"What's funny?"
"You. To the Batman, Bruce is a whole another being. And to Bruce, the Batman is another."

"If I'm not the same to myself, I cannot be the same to others."
"I know not if you are wise, or vain."

"I suppose just let me be Wayne." he joked.

Bruce finished patching up Talia's back and the Devil's princess rose off the bed, facing the bloodied balcony doors. 

She sighed and wrapped her arms around herself. Bruce was putting the first aid kit back in the cupboard, and when he turned, he was starstruck. Talia's silhouette was pretty and petite in the dim light of the room, standing in front of the balcony, the air blowing her hair to the side, exposing her back. Bruce stepped closer to her, close that her body heat radiated into him. He lightly dragged his index finger across her back, making her close her eyes and tilt her head back. His chiseled chin touched the back of her neck and his nose grazed the crook between her neck and shoulder. And then he kissed her there. He wrapped his arms over hers, pressing her closer into his body as he trailed kisses in her neck, over her shoulder, across her back to the other shoulder. She moaned, having had enough.

Talia spun around and broke herself out of his grasp. She grabbed his face and standing on tiptoes, crashed her lips up onto his, and he responded. He clasped his hands over the small of her back, pulling her closer to him as he hungrily kissed her. Talia travelled her hands to the back of his neck, her long fingers playing in the thick forest of his hair. Bruce released his hands and moved them further down her back till he was at the hem of her tank top. Talia put her foot on the under side of his leg, and they both spun towards her bed, which, was royally grand. She ruffled up the back of his black tank top and pulled it over his head, and he did the same. They were both bare chested as they fell on the bed, him on top of her. 

Talia wrapped her legs around his waist and he ground his pelvis into hers, a breathy moan escaping her lips, which was replied by a growl deep down from his throat. He kissed her neck, just behind and below her ear when she reached for the strings on his boxers and he quickly pulled back. 

"Talia, we shouldn't. Ra's wouldn't approve." He aired his concerns.

But Talia only laughed and stroked his scar laden chest. 

"You forget love. I am the Ra's. The new Head of the demon."

His eyes lightened and a smiled crossed his lips and he kissed the hollow of her neck.

She dug her fingers in the hair at the base of his neck and roughly pulled his head back so he was looking her straight in the eyes.

"Which means, you work for me. You have to do as I say. And tonight, you have to please me!"

" كما يحلو لك ، يا حبي ملكة!"

"As you wish, my Queen!" Bruce Wayne smiled and he kissed her, firm on keeping his promise!