TARGET PRACTICE

Bruce walked inside the training hall, mulling over his thoughts on the previous night. He had seen Elana's lethal skills and the traps of Wayne Manor in action, and it had left him feeling compelled to improve himself. He was aware that if he and Selina were to face more threats such as the assassins, they would need to be even more prepared.

Inside the training hall, he saw the same set-up of equipment he had seen before, from punching bags to various weapons and training dummies. The space was well-ventilated, with huge windows that let in lovely morning light. Bruce felt that it was time to step up his training.

He started with a series of warm-up exercises to get his body ready for the intense training ahead. He flexed his muscles, concentrating on flexibility and movement. His motions were calm and accurate.

"Humm..." His eyes fell on the darts and knives collection near the practice dummies, "It's been a while..." The memories of his training sessions with Elana came flooding back, and he felt a desire to reconnect with that aspect of his training.

Bruce approached the weapons and selected a set of throwing knives. He held them in his hand, feeling their weight and balance.

He took a few steps back, positioning himself at a reasonable distance from the practice dummies. He focused his gaze on the target, his eyes locked on a specific point. With a swift and precise motion, he hurled one of the knives towards the dummy.

The knife flew through the air, its blade spinning, and hit the target dead center with a satisfying thud. His lips curled into a small smile as he retrieved another knife and repeated the process.

The sound of knives hitting the target echoed through the training hall.

"Alright," He picked up two knives and took aim. He focused on the practice dummy before him. With a deep breath, he prepared to throw both knives simultaneously, testing his coordination and precision.

In one swift and fluid motion, he released the knives. They spun through the air, their blades glinting in the morning light, and struck the practice dummy in a synchronized manner. The knives embedded themselves into the target, side by side, perfectly aligned.

He retrieved more knives and continued to throw them with precision, honing his skills further. The training hall was filled with the rhythmic sound of blades hitting their mark.

"Alright... All warmed up now," Bruce cracked his fingers, "Time to amp things up a bit..."

He made up his mind to increase the difficulty of his training. He cast a glance at the mechanism in the training hall's corner. It was a complicated apparatus with moving targets that was meant to test his accuracy and reaction time. He approached the control panel with a goal in his eyes and engaged the mechanism.

The training hall's control panel was activated, and the complex mechanism began to set the targets in motion.

The moving targets consisted of various shapes and sizes, simulating different scenarios and challenges. Some targets moved horizontally, mimicking the lateral movement of a human opponent, while others moved vertically, replicating the ebb and flow of a fight.

As Bruce was about to begin his training with the moving targets, the sound of the training hall's door creaking open caught his attention. He turned to see Selina entering the room, her curiosity piqued by the equipment and his training.

"Target practice, huh?" She walked over to him and took up a knife from the table.

"Yeah, thought I'd work on my accuracy and reaction time," He replied, "Humff..." He threw the knife, and it found its target.

Selina aimed her knife, her gaze fixed on the moving target. For a brief period, she studied the pattern of its motion, noting its rhythm and pace. She hurled the knife with a powerful yet fluid motion.

The blade sliced through the air and struck the target with remarkable accuracy, hitting the exact spot where Bruce's knife had hit moments before. The two daggers were now lodged side by side in the target, but Bruce's knife fell down.

"Oh my, you tired, Bruce?" Selina smirked as she spun the knife using the little hole at the end.

"Tired? You're on, lady!" Bruce shot her an amused look.

They competed against each other, taking turns to hurl the knives at the moving targets. Their movements were agile and graceful, mirroring their combat experience and skill. As they trained, they also exchanged playful banter, adding an element of friendly rivalry to their competition.

Their knives continued to find their marks, striking the targets with increasing precision and speed. The training hall was alive with activity and the sound of metal piercing wood.

Bruce and Selina's bodies glistened with sweat due to their exertion, yet they were at a stalemate, a draw between them. Neither could claim victory nor defeat.

Suddenly, Bruce noticed Selina wincing in pain, clutching her shoulder slightly after throwing the knife. Her expression was tense and there was a hint of discomfort in her eyes.

"Hey, take it easy," He stopped his training and approached her, concerned. He knows that their training style is different and he was impressed to see her keeping up with his techniques. "Don't push yourself too hard."

"I'm fine, don't worry," Selina brushed off his concern, "Just a little stiffness from last night."

"Take it easy," Bruce placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, massaging it lightly.

Her skin tingled under his touch and she couldn't help but lean into his caress, enjoying the feel of his strong hands on her sore muscles. A low purr escaped her throat as she closed her eyes, basking in the pleasure of his massage.

He smiled at the sight, glad that she was able to relax despite her exhaustion. He continued to massage her shoulder, applying just the right amount of pressure to ease the tension in her muscles. His skilled hands worked magic on her aching body, soothing away her pain and fatigue. Selina felt herself melting under his touch, completely surrendering to the sensations of blissful relief.

He noticed how soft her skin was. He brushed her hair from her shoulders so he could reach every inch of her bare skin.

She sighed softly as his touch sent shivers down her spine. Every fiber of her being seemed attuned to his presence, acutely aware of his proximity and contact with her.

He glanced at her flawless figure as he massaged her. He admired her smooth skin. The sunlight coming from the hall's large windows highlighted her beautiful features, making her seem almost angelic. He leaned in and kissed her neck gently. She didn't resist, just stood still, biting her lips.

His kisses trailed lower down her back until his lips reached the nape of her neck once again. This time, though, instead of stopping, he lingered there, planting tender kisses along her sensitive skin. His hands roamed freely across her stomach, slowly moving up until they cupped her breasts. Selina gasped quietly as she felt Bruce's firm grip on her bosom.

Her nipples hardened instantly beneath her clothes as he squeezed her breasts gently, teasing them ever so slightly. He pulled down her shirt and bra straps, exposing her erect nipples fully. Bruce pinched those perky buds between his thumb and forefinger, rolling them around playfully.

Selina moaned softly at the sensation of having her sensitive areas stimulated so intimately. She arched her back instinctively, pressing her bottom firmly against Bruce's groin area. She felt something hardening behind her, poking into her buttocks insistently.

That made her turn her head toward him, giving him a sultry stare full of lustful promises. Her emerald green orbs shone brightly with passion and anticipation. Bruce returned her heated gaze, locking gazes with hers intensely.

"You sure know how to please a girl," Selina whispered huskily.

"Well, I've got plenty of experience," He responded coolly.

A mischievous grin spread across her face when she heard this statement. Without breaking eye contact, she reached back, placing her palm directly upon his crotch. She gave his bulge a gentle squeeze, earning another groan from Bruce.

"Plenty of experience, huh? Last time I heard, you were lying in bed for ten years and the only experience you got was from our little adventures."

Bruce chuckled lightly, acknowledging her observation.

"And besides, judging from what I'm touching here, you are already raging to go," She turned around, ripped open his training clothes, and pressed her boobs on his chest, "And here I thought we were going to train a bit more..."

He grabbed her butt and pulled her up. Her legs clasped around his waist like a vice. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck.

"You wanna train some more, huh? Well," He said as his fingers dug into her soft butt.

"Oh yes!" Selina hissed seductively. "Are you gonna train me now, Bruce? Make me your little slut?" She whispered remembering the hentai game she had played a few days ago. Right now, she is in the same situation as the girl from the game and she is horny.

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