Warning: Sexual Content up ahead
I edited this from my random one shots book and now it's...hopefully better

Takes place a few days after Dark Night. You are his partner, the Owl. He calls you Feathers.

Y/n P.O.V A few days ago

"Great jesus! You almost gave me a heart attack Bats!" I yelled. He saved the kid and survived the fall. I just flew down while Gordon took the stairs. I ended up looking if the police or dogs were gonna come in, while Bats and Gordon were talking. Eventually, Bats tapped my shoulder, signalling we need to leave. "Come on Feathers!" He yelled. I ran after him and jumped on his motorcycle.

Two days later after the incident...

"I am soooo happy I finally got revenge on Joker! After killing my family and trying to kill me, I got my REVENGE!" I told Bruce. "You know, it is weird seeing you this happy. You rarely even talk!" He jokes. "You're one to talk." I have always liked Bruce, but I knew he loved Rachel, so I knew I had to let him be happy, but when disaster struck, I felt real guilty and knew that it was my fault. If only I had gotten there on time. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure Bruce hates me for letting it happen. "I rarely talk when I am, me because I want to hide my true emotions, Bruce." I sighed. "Well, it is up to you." He then hissed. I looked over and saw he was stitching another wound. But damn, them abs lookin fine.
The scars made him look slightly hotter if possible. "Welp, I'm gonna change into my pyjamas. But before I do," I paused and walked over to him. "I'm gonna fix this for you." I said. I took the needle and continued stitching him up. I could feel his gaze on me. After I finished stitching him up, I looked up to see his brown eyes. He was looking deep into my e/c eyes. I smiled slightly  when I looked at him. After stitching him up, I got up from my bed and got my pyjamas, which consisted of a t-shirt and some shorts. "Alright, now shoo!" I said to Bruce, who laughed at my reaction. Instead of going out, he just stared into my eyes.

I shook my head with a sigh.

I decided to turn around and change into my shorts, and I just removed my shirt when I heard him ask.
"Where is that scar from?" I froze. He saw the only scar I have had for more than a few years. I had it since I was 10, and now I'm 28, so yeah, 18 years if my brain can calculate correctly. "Joker..." I said. I had my back to him so when I felt his hand on it, I flinched. I jumped when he placed a kiss on it. "Something wrong?" "Not used to physical contact." I replied. He continued to kiss it and chills were running down my spine. My breathing got ragged.

His lips started to move up from my scar to my shoulder and to my neck. There he searched for my sweet spot and when I moaned, he smirked against my skin. After he bit it, he placed me on my back against the bed in my room and he kissed me gently on the lips. I kissed back. "Y/n, do you want this?" Bruce asked. I nodded my head. "Yes, please yes." He kissed me once more and then down from my lips to my breasts. He played with my nipples while he placed butterfly kisses between them. He then turned to my left breast and licked my nipple before he starting sucking on it.

He went lower down to my stomach. "B-Bruce~" I moaned. He then reached my shorts and slowly removed them. He started to lick my clit. I moaned louder. I decided to look down and watch him. Oh my god it was such a sight to see. The Bruce Wayne being in between my legs looked so hot that I felt like I could come undone any second. Thank good Alfred is in the other side of the building. I thought to myself. "Bruce, I'm gonna-" and I did just that. He licked it all up. He then removed his pants and shirt and his boxers.

He kissed me again on the lips. We were both naked. He lined up at my entrance. "This might be uncomfortable, ok? Tell me when you are ready." "Bruce, I'm ready, I always wanted to do this, with you. Please, just get inside me." After I said those words, he went all in."F-Fuck." I hissed cuz it hurt like hell. "You were a virgin?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm so sorry." He apologized. "It's alright, you can move now."

Bruce started thrusting in me slowly so I can still get used to his size. "Bruce, harder" I begged. He did just that. My nails scratched up and down his back, and he growled in my ear.

Soon I felt him pull out and flip me over, he began thrusting into me from behind.
I moaned really loudly as I felt his cock brush over a certain spot, which nearly made me fall face first into the pillow. "B-Bruce! Right there! Oh GOD-" I moaned out. I could feel my orgasm drawing nearer as I felt Bruce's cock twitch. Bruce kissed down my back and I moaned, trying to still stay on my palms, my hair stuck to my forehead due to my sweat.

The entire bed rocked. I would have been worried if it would break but at the given state of Bruce pounding into me I didn't care if it did. "B-Bruce! I'm close!" I moaned out. "Me too, Y/n/n, me too." He grunted.

After a few more hard thrusts, Bruce came inside me, as I came all over his cock.

He pulled out me, causing my legs to tremble. Bruce laid down on the bed, so I cuddled into his side. He felt so warm. I felt Bruce kiss my forehead once as his hands trailed down my arms, getting goosebumps. I looked into his soft and beautiful eyes, showing nothing but love.

"I love you, Y/n." He said.
"I love you too, Bruce." I replied.
Bruce smiled even wider and we both fell asleep like that, in each other's arms.