Chapter 9

[1st POV]

I turned around to see a tall figure with a broad grin.

He had dark hair and blue eyes, and next to him stood a young boy, also dark-haired but with brown eyes, watching me with an intrigued expression.

"Mr. Wayne? What do we owe this pleasure?"

Katherine asked.

"I wanted to meet the 'hero of the theater'."

He said, raising an eyebrow at my reaction.

"I apologize for interrupting you, but I couldn't resist. As you've probably guessed, I'm Bruce Wayne, and this is my apprentice, Jason Todd."

The boy simply nodded.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Isaac Dinklage. It's an honor to meet you. You're quite a well-known figure in Gotham, and when I first arrived, you were the first name I heard."

"Well, my family is one of the four founders. It's not surprising. Although I'm not too fond of this kind of attention."

"Yes."

Katherine chimed in with a hint of sarcasm.

"It seems you're the most eligible bachelor in town. Young ladies swarm around you, and not just ladies, but you remain cold toward them. I suppose that makes sense with your lovely apprentice, Jason, and, I believe, Richard?"

'Catherine, you're a dangerous troll; accusing Wayne/Batman of pedophilia is quite a bold move.'

I thought.

"Where are they going to compete? Jason, what's wrong with your face? Does your head hurt? Hmmm! That's not good; it looks like you'll have to spend the evening here alone, Bruce."

'Catherine, you're my idol. Jason was already boiling with rage and anger, but Bruce didn't even flinch.'

"Jason, you should get some fresh air. And, Katherine, you're right; my apprentices are special to me, but not quite how some might think."

It seemed to me she had managed to throw him off balance.

"Well, I won't keep you any longer. Enjoy your evening. I hope we meet again."

"I hope so too."

We shook hands, and Bruce went on his way.

"Kss! He really annoys me."

Katherine growled.

"I've known him for a long time… Anyway, don't pay attention."

"Maybe you want to pop some champagne?"

I suggested.

"Or maybe I should hit you on the head?"

"I get the hint; I'm not stupid."

"Good. Let's head to the parking lot. I want to take you somewhere."

"Where? Won't Penguin be offended that we're ditching him?"

I asked, glancing at Penguin, who was chatting with some model.

"He'll have a pretty busy night."

Katherine giggled and pulled me by the hand towards the exit.

I would even say we drove into downtown Gotham, a very rich and elite area.

This is where all the stars and wealthy people lived.

After getting out of the car, we ascended to one of the upper floors of a penthouse.

"Come in, make yourself at home."

Katherine said as she approached the mini-bar.

"What kind of apartment is this, and whose is it?"

"If you haven't guessed, It's mine. I don't come here often. I mostly live with my sister. This is where I come here when I need to hold a meeting or just want to be alone."

"Hmm. Night. Me. You. Alcohol. A bossy woman. An honest, naive guy. Why do I feel like someone with a bad reputation like me wouldn't make a good husband?"

I said, making innocent eyes.

[+1 Cassanova]

'Hey! What the hell? I didn't say anything like that!'

"Hmm. We'll see. If anyone bothers you, you can always report it to me. I'll lock them up for a long time. Hehe."

"Even so? You'd go beyond your authority?"

I approached the mini-bar, aligning myself with her, and when I looked at her face, I realized something.

"Maybe... hic!"

"You're drunk!"

"Just a little! Hic! Hic-hic..."

She was tipsy after just one glass of whiskey.

"You're completely wasted!"

"Well..."

She collapsed into my arms.

"Ugh!"

"Aizik! Tell me... hic... do you like me?"

'Damn, what kind of questions are these? Especially such silly ones.'

"Of course. You're a very sexy, young, and powerful woman that anyone would worship. I'm more than sure that every man you meet, and possibly even some women, wouldn't mind taking you to bed."

[+3 Cassanova]

'Wow! She really drank a lot.'

"I think you..."

However, I was cut off by a kiss.

"You... hic... talk too much for a... mature man. And considering that this... hic... woman, whom you speak so highly of, lives right next to you, you're either blind or gay. You don't seem blind with your eyes are open and working. Hic! I saw how you were staring at my boobs and my ass. Hic! So that leaves only gay."

"Hey, hey! I'm straight. The straightest straight guy in the straightest city in the straightest country in the straightest world!"

"Hmm. Prove it..."

'Well, what can I say? I had to prove it.'

(Warning! Scene 18+)

Kat was drunk, but she took the lead in bed.

She sat on top of me and almost tore my clothes off, naked, and began to cover me with kisses.

She moved down from my lips to my neck and down to my groin until she began to caress my head with her tongue in a circular motion.

She did it quite skillfully and had a lot of experience.

But I didn't care about that at that moment.

I was distracted by this moment and missed how she, making progressive movements up and down on the head, gave me even more pleasure.

Next, I began moving, grabbing her hair with both hands and setting the pace of the movements.

Catherine swallowed my cock completely, and she began to move her head rhythmically, licking the head.

She stopped for a moment and replaced her mouth with her breasts. She started to move her breasts, sucking the head of my cock.

After a minute, I had already cum on her face.

She wiped herself with one of the sheets, gathered what was left with her finger, and licked it off.

"That tastes good."

'You can't say it in that voice! I'm not made of iron!'

After she said that, my cock was harder than steel, and she rode it.

We were entwined in passion and kissed, biting each other's lips.

When I broke away from her very tender but already bloody lips, I began to suck on her breasts to give her more pleasure.

"Ah! R-ar!"

She even growled, enjoying the plight of her very sensitive breasts.

Like a lioness, she clawed at me with her nails until I was bleeding. Soon, she began to get so hard on my cock that I feared for the integrity of my buddy.

After another twenty minutes of frantic riding, we both reclined on the soft bed.

I thought she had passed out, but after a couple of minutes, Cat climaxed on top of me again.

That's when I realized I was going to be fucked to death. At least the likelihood was great...

To be continued...