The Many Loves of Batman

Masked Dualities (Rose Wilson, aka Ravager)

The dimly lit room buzzed with tension, she could feel it in her bones. Her name is Rose Wilson, the mysterious mercenary known as Ravager, and she was here on a mission of sorts. She stood near the window, her stern gaze fixed on the city skyline. She wanted to be done with this mission as fast as possible, but she couldn't deny that her sight was looking at something really beautiful at that very moment. Because beside her stood the brooding figure of Bruce Wayne, better known as Batman, wearing only some black shorts. She was fidgeting a bit, though it went unnoticed by the seminude Dark Knight who had a slight scowl at the edge of his lips.

"Thanks, Rose..." Bruce muttered, her eyes catching that his voice was muffled because he didn't open his lips entirely. She couldn't help but smirk his way, her eyes still admiring the body of the man. But regardless of what she was enjoying at the moment, she gave a cruder suit towards the Dark Knight. It may not have been the Kevlar suit that the man would usually wear, but it at least brought a bit of protection for what they were going to be doing. "I really appreciate you picking up a suit for me, but you...you don't need to-"

"Shut up," Rose interrupted, her eyes narrowing at his nagging. She didn't need to give him a suit for the mission, but she still did so anyway. She may have figured out the identity of the hero, but it didn't mean that she wanted to disclose it to every single man or woman alive. "We're on a tight schedule, this is a mission that you told me you would help be" But even with her narrowed eyes, she couldn't help but give out a lustful smirk in return. It was quite interesting to see her make the hero a tad nervous. He was holding back his emotions, of which she was very sure. But she had been trained to detect such actions from people, to perceive the details that most would not be able to catch. "But maybe after we are done, we can have a bit of fun without our costumes~"

Bruce didn't say anything, her eyes relaxing a bit at that. She could see deep into his soul, the man has been accustomed to being a loner, one that was fiercely protective of his secret identity. But she was different from most, a mercenary that could see not only through his stoic facade but easily figure out that Bruce Wayne was Batman. She didn't hesitate to call him out when necessary, something that she had in her arsenal. But she preferred if it was done to help her as a whole and not because he thought that she would blurt out his identity to others.

"Whatever..." Bruce grumbled, which actually made her gain a slight tint of brilliance in her eyes. The mere thought that she would have the chance to lay with the Dark Knight himself was lust inducing. Don't get her wrong, she knew that people would probably critique what they have but she didn't care. It has been the way that she could actually demonstrate to the hero of Gotham that she cares for him. Even if she demonstrated it in such a strange way. "But we need to be careful. If anyone sees us together-"

"It will compromise both of our covers..." Rose finished, her eyes rolling in slight annoyance. She was no newbie, she understood what was at stake if she failed. She knew from experience just how it felt to fail a mission. Most off, if not all off, her family was currently six feet under, her mind not allowing her to move on from those memories of failure. "I know the drill, Bruce" She could see him nod, her eyes trying to pull his own towards her. She could see just how the weight of responsibility was settling on his shoulders, just how he was now trying to hold onto even more responsibility than before. She needed him to trust her, this mission was dependent on it. But even she knew that trust was a fragile thread between them. "You don't need to worry about that from me"

It was then that a sudden silence surrounded the room, both of them looking at each other before both of them let out a sigh at the same time. She couldn't help but give a smile right after, watching carefully the male beginning to dress up in the suit that she had given him early. She began to prepare herself as well, removing the leather jacket that she had as cover and l=only leaving her almost naked. The only thing that covered her body was the laced undergarment that she was currently wearing. Though it did not take long for her to prepare herself and dress herself according to the mission. In moments, the room seemed smaller, almost suffocating her.

"Last chance to back out," Rose said, her eyes searching for any sign of hesitation. While she could see that he had clenched his fists, she has yet to receive a verbal response from the man. They couldn't hesitate, one slip up and it meant that everything would go up in smoke for them. So, before actually heading out to finish what has started, she needed his confirmation once again. "Once we step out that door, there's no turning back. Are you ready for this, Bruce?"

"Let's go..." He answered with a steady voice, one that provided her with the answer that she was seeking from the hero. She approached him, her lips close to his own. But she didn't kiss him on the lips, her luscious lips landed on the edge of his lips. She couldn't help but have a smirk as she removed her lips from his face, one that she was sure to give him after they were finished with this. Though she was a tad mad that he didn't react to her actions.

"Follow me... Maybe we'll have time for the two of us~" She smirked lustfully, though did not direct her sight to him. Both heroes stepped out into the night, the city's pulse echoing around them. The two of them were bound by a secret that none wanted to share with others. She was already racing against time, their destination still far from their reach. But she knew that they would complete their mission. The only problem her mind was raging on was the fact of whether she will get any fun after the mission or not. She would have to wait for that, won't she?