The Batman (Robert Pattinson) Imagines

~ Step Aside ~

I peeked my head out of Bruce's bedroom, after hearing a series of loud noises come from the downstairs of his manor. Curiousity filling the very fiber of my being, I began to walk down the hallway that was connected to the dark oak staircase. I peered down at the living room from the stairs and I saw what seemed to be some sort of evidence board spray painted directly on the wooden floor.

My eyes widened at the sight in front of me as I became aware of the fact that he had his shirt off, exposing the entirity of his upper body. Every scar, muscle, and detail  of his body was being illuminated by the dim light of the lamp that was thrown on the floor. I finished walking down the stairs, and rested my back against the wall as he quickly positioned the photographs that were in his hand around on the floor.

Admittedly, I was drawn in by his attractivess, but I was also deeply fascinated in the sheer intelligence that Bruce possesed. He could solve anything really, and so much faster than the police could as well. I could tell that the whole Riddler thing was eating him from the inside out, but i had faither in him that he would bring an end to the horrific string of murders that had repeatedly taken place.

"I can't figure this out Y/n," Bruce stated turning around and facing me in the exact location that I was standing.

I jumped when he said this because I didn't think that he heard me come down the stairs previously.

"Here just step aside for a moment, I think you just need to take a little break," I stated grabbing his hand gently before pulling him away from his new creation.

He let me move him out of the way, and as I did, he let out a deep breath in an attempt to help clear his mind from the mystery he was trying to solve.

"Is there anything I could do for you right now?" I asked him, taking one of my fingers and drawing a line down the center of his chest all the way down to the waistband of his pants.

As I did so, as chill overtook his body and his attitude seemed to shift significantly from moments ago. The annoyance that was being expressed through his eyes had vanished, and replacing it, his eyes hazed over with lust.

I went to take a step closer to him, but instead, he placed a hand gently on my chest and pushed me back until I was resting against the table behind me. He closed the space between the two of us and he began to pepper my neck with a series of kisses, occasionally biting down on the tender skin ever so often. He then moved up my body until he connected his lips onto mine, passionately kissing me with the emotion that he could muster. I kissed back hungrily, wanting more and more from the man that I loved so dearly. He made me feel things that I had never felt before and I knew that our experiences together never failed to relieve some of the stress that he had accumulated throughout the nights that he protected the city of Gotham.

He placed one of his hand son my neck to deepen the kiss, but I didn't allow him to deepen it because I realeased my lips from his. He looked at me for a moment in confusion, but then I began to place kisses all the way down the front of his body until I was at the waistline of his pants. I flipped the way we were standing so that he was the one pressing up against the table, and began to undo the button and zipper that kept him away from me. Right as I was about to complete his pleasure, the phone in his house began to ring.

Normally, he would let the phone ring out, but, since the Riddler's crime spree has steadily continued to rack up a death toll, he knew that he couldn't ignore it. I knew that as well, so I got out of the way and looked at him as he picked it up. He listened to the person on the other line, but he never spoke a word, and then when he hung it up he let out a deep sigh and let his head fall back in frustration.

"I got to go baby," he told me huskily, placing one last kiss on my lips before turning around and going to put on his suit.

"Okay Bruce, please be safe!" I called out to him as I pushed some of my hair out of my face and tried to steady my breathing.

As much as I wanted to continue our experience in that very moment, I knew that when he got home we would most definitely finish what we started.