Competition | ❧Damian Wayne X Reader☙ |

Part 14

This chapter and every chapter after it, is unedited, therefore it will eventually be taken down, edited and published again.

At noon, you say your farewells and goodbyes to (B/F/N) and depart on your way to the alley near 6th Street.

This was your usual shortcut back home from (B/F/N)'s, though you knew you probably shouldn't take any shortcut through an alley, it was Gotham after all.

You've been going through there for many years now, no one has ever harmed you there in the past so in your mind it was safe.

Today was a dismal day, it wasn't raining but it seemed close too, dark clouds hovered over the city. 

You turned at a dark corner, only a few minutes away from your house.

You swiftly move through the darkness but as you do someone grabs your hand making you stop.

Then they put their hand around your waist tightly.

You attempt to fight them off and loosen their grip but it was no use.

"Let go of me," you practically scream.

With their hand on your waist, they turn you to make you face them.

You couldn't see a face but you could feel their hot breath, meaning your faces were very close.

They come in even closer and their lips touch yours, at first, you fought trying to break the kiss but after a few seconds it felt familiar, someone you've kissed before.

"Damian?" you ask very confused to the darkness.

They pick you up bridal style into the light, carrying you with ease.

It was Damian, a smirk on his face.

You put your hands around his neck for support.

"Dami... What are you doing?" you couldn't understand what was happening.

"Patience is vital Beloved," he says in a husky tone.

That was the first and only thing he said while carrying you. Though he still had a smirk plastered on his face.

You arrive to a sidewalk with his motorcycle parked at.

"Dames, you know I could've walked right?"

He looks into your eyes but doesn't answer.

He then adjusts his grip on you slightly throwing you up, moving his hand up your legs and to grip your butt and leaving his other hand in the same place, your back. Making your face closer to his.

"Dami..."

His eyes traveled from your eyes to your lips to your neck. Which is were he went your neck, attacking it with many kisses.

You couldn't stop giggling and smiling, it tickled so much.

Thereafter almost dying of laughter, Damian sits you down on his motorcycle and hands you a helmet.

You put it on and he does the same with his as he takes his seat in front of you.

At this point, you were still very confused but just went with it. No questions asked.

Damian drives for a few minutes until you reach the manor.

He pulls into the driveway, gets off his motorcycle and takes off his helmet.

You take yours off too and hang it on one of the handlebars.

You both walk to the manor door and Damian opens it with his key.