Eye of the Tiger // By Ariabba

Chapter 3

Meanwhile, there was a masked man standing in front of Batman's house. Unknowingly to Batman (and his tiger) He had watched the entire interaction.

He had paid extra attention to Cookie's trot, the way his hips effortlessly swung in the air, highlighting his round, soft, curved butt, which was naturally that big.
The way his hair swayed in the wind, shining in the light so much that it could blind a blind person even more than they already were. His hair could make people go crazy over its beauty, make people hallucinate for the rest of their life, even kill a few. Luckily, the man was wearing sunglasses, but he was still a bit effected by how it shined in the golden sunlight.

The way Cookie's head was held high, showing confidence.
The way his chest was out, showing those manly muscles that even I (The author) fan-girled over.

The unknown man knew that this tiger [dramatic pause] was born to be a star.

Silently, the man stood there, masked by the shadows, watching as Batman left, watching as he got into his Batmobile, watching as he drove like a maniac.

He then slowly got up from hiding behind the plant and made his way to the multi-billionaire's house. The door was left open so he quietly entered, but even though he barely made a sound, Cookie's sharp hearing immediately picked up the fact that someone entered.

He turned on the spot, looking at the man, growling in challenge like the alpha tiger he was. His posture was slightly lowered, ready to ounce at any given moment, ready to attack. His paws dug in the floor, his pupils turning into slits, assessing his enemy.

'Don't worry I'm not here to challenge you for your alphaness,' The man said, lifting his hands up in surrender. He cautiously continued, 'I just happened to pass by when saw that... exchange between you and Batman. I saw you walking away, you had a perfect walk. Say, would you like to be a Victoria Secret Angel?'

Cookie stood there, shocked. Of all things he was expecting, this was not one of them.

He thought about it for a second, trying to come up with a list of pros and cons, but he could only come up with pros! Not to mention the fact that the unnamed man somehow managed to be very cute and hot at the same time had to count as two extra pros.

The man had a silver-gray mask covering his face, however, you could see a hint of that contrasting green colour of his eyes through it. He had bulging biceps, that were highlighted through his grey tank top. The grey contrasted the bright colour of his summer tan. He wore tight trousers, showing off the cute little bubble butt Cookie couldn't help but notice.

Cookie then walked towards the man and smiled at him (a very unlikely thing for Cookie). 'I accept your offer, but only if I am payed $100 per hour.'

'Yes, of course anything you want sir.' Hastily replied the man. 'Anything for you, babe' he added quietly. The unnamed man was ecstatic to have Cookie on the team. He knew Cookie would do make him a lot of money but mostly, he was happy because this meant he would be able to spend time with Cookie.
Cookie was also excited to be able to spend time with the man. Cookie wondered if he would ever get the chance to see that perfect bubble butt with a little less clothing...