You entered Cat's apartment, a bit sore from Lizard's attack.

Cat: I'll get you some painkillers.

You: Thanks.

You sat down in Cat's couch, located in her living room that you directly enter upon entering the apartment.

Cat had a nice, very spacious apartment, with several pieces of art adorning the walls.

One painting in particular caught you eye.

The painting depicted a maiden leaning off of a bed and embracing an angel, going in to kiss him romantically.

You always enjoyed classical art, and had a few in your apartment yourself, before the police confiscated them upon your arrest.

Cat returned with painkillers and bandages.

Cat: Take off your shirt.

You: Why?

Cat: These bandages will help you heal.

You did as Cat asked and took off your jacket and shirt, revealing your scarred body and mechanical arms.

Cat sat down next to you, and patched up your arm, which was hurt in your battle with Lizard.

Cat examined the mechanical arms on your back.

Cat: They really are stuck on you.

You: Yeah, and nothing can get it off, Rhino tried to pry them off and almost pulled out my spine.

Cat giggled.

Cat: You actually let him do stuff?

You laughed.

You: He's not bright, but he's helpful.

Cat finished wrapping your arm in bandages.

Cat: Now lean forward so I can patch up your back.

You leaned forward, and Cat positioned herself behind you.

Cat examined the various scars on your back.

Cat: I bet these scars have a whole host of stories to tell.

You looked back at Cat.

You: Which one do you want to hear?

Cat poked a gash you had on your shoulder gently.

Cat: This one.

You: A partner and I was supposed to steal a shipment of diamonds for some mobsters in Chicago, but got the idea that the diamonds were worth more than what they were paying me.

Cat: So you took the diamonds and left town?

You: That would be too straightforward. I stole a body from a morgue and rigged it into a car, then I ran it into a gas station outside of town.

Cat: You faked your death?

You: Yeah, and everything was going well. Until my partner turned on me and swung a knife at me, giving me that scar.

Cat: What happened to him?

You: I shot him as I was falling after he cut me, he died from his wounds.

Cat: You do what you gotta do.

You: Yeah, I never liked him anyway.

You both laughed.

Cat poked another scar, a bullet wound above your waist.

Cat: This one?

You: That was an art job in New Orleans I did at night. I was going in for a big showcase painting that was supposed to be unveiled the next night. I was just leaving with it when a guard caught me getting out through the skylight and shot me.

Cat: At least you got the painting.

You: Yeah, though I had to pull a bullet from my back.

Cat finished bandaging your back.

Cat: And done.

Cat sat next to you, checking your arm to ensure the bandages were tight.

Cat: So, how did you get the name 'Malcolm'?

You: I gave it to myself. Got it from Malcolm X.

Cat: The civil rights leader.

You: Yeah, he's my favorite historical figure, he stood up for what he believed in. How did you get called 'Black Cat'?

Cat: My dad was a cat burglar, and after he passed, I took up the mantle.

You: That's interesting.

Cat: I know it is.

You both laughed.

You looked back at the painting you admired a few minutes ago.

You: That painting is beautiful.

Cat: It is isn't it? I took it from the New York Art Museum.

You: It makes me think of...never mind.

You caught Cat's attention.

Cat: Makes you think of what?

You hesitated, but spoke up.

You: You...

Cat: Me? Why?

You: Don't worry about it.

Cat: Just say it, (Y/N)

You stood up.

You: Because I love you!

The apartment went silent.

Cat: You...love me?

You: Yeah...I think I do. Ever since we met I just can't stop thinking of you. You have this hold on me that I can't shake. And I honestly don't think I want to.

Cat: You...you really feel like that?

You: Yeah, I do.

Cat stood up, and put her hands on your bare chest, where you put your hands over hers.

Cat: I...I feel the same way.

You: You do?

Cat: Yes, you make feel so safe and secure, I feel like I can rely on you for anything...

Cat looked you deep in the eyes.

Cat: You're my hero, (Y/N).

You felt a warmth in your heart at Cat's words, and lost yourself in her.

You leaned in, and kissed Cat deeply, your passion pure.

You felt like Cat was your soul mate, that in the ever turning gears of fate, you were finally with her.

You moved your hands across Cat's body as she did you, finding the small spots that made her moan.

You moved from her lips to her neck, your hands now in the most personal of places.

Cat: Oh...(Y/N)

Cat had her hand in your pants, rubbing you vigorously.

You had your hands on Cat's cheeks, pulling her in deeply to your passionate kiss as her white hair draped across your face.

In an instant, Cat jumped onto you, her legs around your waist.

You returned to Cat's neck as she Mohamed into your neck, your combined pleasure at a maximum.

You carried Cat to her bed, which had a beautiful view of the city, and dropped her gently onto it, you laying on her soon afterwards.

After a moments passion, you both stripped bare, and you did not hesitate to gently push into Cat, making love into the night.

Cat held you tightly as you gave her your love, her nails holding you by the shoulders.

The sweet fragrance of Cat's hair motivated you to love her more vigorously, and your moans were pure signs of your effort.

Cat leaned in to your ear.

Cat: I'm close...

You took Cat's words to heart, and gave it your all to meet your end with hers.

Then, in a sudden rush of pleasure, you released into Cat as she did unto you, her pleasure causing her to scratch your back deeply with your nails.

You both gasped for air in each other's embrace.

Some time later.
You cuddled up with Cat under the heavy covers of her bed, kissing the back of her neck gently.

Cat giggled lightly.

Cat: That tickles.

You held Cat tightly in your arms.

You: I could stay like this forever.

Cat: Yeah, it's nice.

A random thought passed through your mind.

You: Do you...ever think of settling down?

Cat: Nope.

You laughed.

You: I mean...not like absolutely settling down, but doing something that isn't as crazy as what we do now.

Cat: Like?

You: Owning a business, starting something in the city.

Cat turned to face you in your embrace.

Cat: So...starting our own crime syndicate?

You: Something like that.

Cat thought for a moment.

Cat: You remember the Cat's Jewel?

You: The restaurant we first went to? How could I forget.

Cat laughed.

Cat: It's up for sale. Looks like a good place to start.

You: That sounds...great. I'll have to look into that.

Cat: And wherever you go, I go. We're a team.

You smiled and kissed Cat lightly.

Cat: Let's get some rest.

You and Cat snuggled into each other, and fell asleep.