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The breeze felt nice and balmy, sweeping gently through Eddie's hair. He stood at the balcony, binoculars letting him see all the way across the bay.
His target: the local museum. A quaint little place, meant to show off the history of this coastal town. Forts, battles, famous ships, infamous pirates… and pirate treasure.
All kept under watch, of course. This was why they had to plan this out carefully. So Eddie didn't just watch. He observed. He memorized. Entry points, number of guards, their routines. Everything had to be marked down. And that was just the easy part.
Eddie peered lower, aiming his binoculars at the shore. Just in time to see a figure rising from the foamy water. And what a figure it was.
Selina Kyle emerged from the sea, looking more siren than cat thief. The water ran down her body, down her back, and her long, lovely legs. Pale skin glistened in the southern sun. The bikini, midnight black, offered only the scantest modesty, a thin band of fabric turned into little more than a thong, swallowed up by that taut, rounded ass. Two triangles were all that held up her breasts - cupped them really. He'd seen just how before she departed the hotel room. With Selina's back to him now, he could only imagine the bouncing, the jiggling as she walked. Oh, he could imagine it vividly.
Selina continued up the beach. Eddie watched her go. His gaze was fixed on her, following the cat thief as she went up the wooden stairs, up to the beach front street, all the way up to the museum's front doors. Hips swaying the whole way, water dripping down.
Of course a guard stopped her. A thick-necked man with shades and a buzzcut who looked all too happy to chat with the bikini-clad Selina. The guard was taller than her and burly, his uniform a bit too tight on his shoulders and arms. Eddie watched Selina set a hand on the man's bicep. There, her touch lingered.
Eddie frowned. He lowered the binoculars.
He waited a moment. When he brought them up again, Selina was still chatting with the man. And she was still touching his arm. His chest, too. Practically pressing up against him.
Eddie watched for a while longer before stepping away from the balcony. He tossed the binoculars on the bed. The feeling stirring in his gut was all too familiar.
Annoyance.
He began to pace. And pace. And pace.
Eddie dwelled on his thoughts for a good while. Long enough for Selina to finish up whatever business she had. He heard the sound of the hotel room door clicking open, followed by the sound of Selina's light step. Sandaled feet padding against the carpet.
Selina's presence should have been a relief… but Eddie hadn't quite cooled off.
Jealousy was a bad look, he knew that. It was immature. Unseemly for a man of his intellect. But over a woman like Selina Kyle…
The woman in question was still bikini-clad, her short black hair damp and messy from her time in the sea. She lifted her arms above her head in a long stretch. Eddie stole a glance despite himself, eyeing the pleasing fitness of her abdomen. Selina eyed him in turn, grinning impishly.
"You're still here?" More of a teasing observation than a question.
Eddie tightened his jaw. His response came clipped.
"I count seven viable entry points. Dozens of guards." He told her, gesturing to the museum schematics - that he'd procured from the local library - laid out on the table. "Since we're moving in after dark, they'll probably have a lighter guard presence. Pretty lax on security for a resort town."
Selina sauntered over, sparing the markings he'd made only a quick inspection. Then she gave him a look.
"You can take a break, you know." She motioned toward the window - or rather, through it. "That was kind of the whole point of coming all the way down here. A nice place to mix business and pleasure."
Eddie crossed his arms and shrugged.
"I thought we'd have our fun after we made the score."
Selina hit him with a flat stare.
"Eddie. Getting the score is the fun. God, you sound like him."
"Who?" Eddie's brow pinched.
Selina rolled her eyes.
"Who do you think? The other guy. He's a workaholic, too. The water's nice by the way. Very refreshing."
Eddie's lips pressed tight.
"I saw." He looked away from her, moving back towards the open balcony.
"Oh, you did?" Her voice rose up behind him. Her tone was amused… and knowing. Eddie felt his cheeks warm as he heard her draw closer. He felt her presence at his back, fingers creeping along his flanks. "Keeping an eye on me?"
"Someone has to." He replied coolly. Selina scoffed in turn, drawing around to his front. Arms crossed, one brow raised, she looked quite thoroughly unimpressed. Her glistening cleavage didn't help matters, either. Displeasure was hard to sell when one was ogling.
"That was the point, genius." Selina poked at the side of his head. Eddie gently brushed her hand away. She was smirking now, stepping back with spread arms. Displaying herself. "I make a good distraction, don't I?"
Eddie couldn't help it. She wanted him to look, didn't she? So he did. He drew his eyes over her pale breasts, droplets of water glittering in the valley between the mounds. The same sight was on her tummy, toned muscle made even more mouthwatering thanks to the sheen of her flawless skin. Her thin waist spread into wide, womanly hips - Eddie adored how the string of her bikini bit into the softness. Lower, he drank in her thighs, hale and full and firm with toned muscle. The rest of her legs deserved his admiration, too. Long and smooth and creamy.
It wasn't until he drew his eyes back up that he caught something new. A flash of color nestled in the crevice between her breasts. Eddie narrowed his eyes, peering closer.
"What-"
Selina beat him to the punch, drawing a bit of plastic from her cleavage. A security clearance badge.
"No need to get jealous, Eddie." Selina sang, waving the card in his face. "Sometimes I need to butter up a mark."
"Right. He was a mark. So what does that make me?" It ended up coming out more petulant than Eddie liked.
The expression on Selina's face told him she wasn't having it. Fortunately for him, her ways of ending arguments were - usually - pleasant for both parties. With a roll of her eyes, the bikini-clad cat thief pressed herself into Eddie, throwing her arms around his neck. She was warm - so warm that Eddie didn't mind the dampness of her skin darkening the front of his shirt, his pants.
"What does that make you?" She repeated, humming. "Why, you're the dork who gets to have a taste of the big score. So relax. I didn't drag you all the way down here to play you, Eddie. I dragged you down here to play."
She planted a big, wet one right on his lips. A nice way to make her point. Like all of her kisses, it had Eddie's mind going blank for a moment before the rest of his body finally responded. He wrapped his arms around her bare waist, holding her close, holding her tight. The feeling of her lips, so soft and hot, sliding against his own… the feeling of her tongue… they made his head spin.
The kiss carried on for a time, deepening. Eddie enjoyed the feel of Selina's skin beneath his palms, damp and slippery and smooth. He could feel the sexual energy brimming just under his fingertips, could feel it pouring into his mouth from hers. He wanted it to last forever. But they both needed to breathe.
They were flushed and panting when they finally pulled apart.
"You know… we do have to get some work done eventually." Eddie reminded Selina, murmuring into the corner of her mouth. He was only half-joking.
"Museum's not going anywhere. Neither is the Angel Amulet. I think you can spare just one afternoon, Riddle-Man."
Her voice had become a low, breathy purr. She drew her hands from his neck, down to his chest, tracing the faint lines of his lean - very lean - muscle. Eddie knew he couldn't stack up to the likes of Batman… but even so, Selina had found something to appreciate.
Something about a woman in his arms, wearing a little, black bikini, kissing him silly… had his confidence rising, rising, rising.
"Only one afternoon?" He teased. He urged his hips forth… along with his raging hard-on. No doubt Selina could feel it through his pants.
From the way the woman's eyes lit up, Eddie knew that was the right thing to say.
"That's the spirit!" Selina praised, wiggling her taut body up close to his. Her thigh pressed between his legs, brushing against the bulge of his manhood. Selina let out a delighted little coo. "Looks like your little friend is ready to go."
"Pfft. Little?"
Selina didn't roll her eyes that time. No, that one earned him a rich, fluttering giggle.
"Oh, my mistake. Your very big, very impressive friend. Is that better"?" Her tone was teasing and sweet and so delicious upon his ears. The icing on top was her hand traveling down, cupping his cock and balls through his pants. Talented fingers pressing through the fabric, massaging the shaft. Making him swell even larger. Even harder.
"Selina…"
The vixen didn't give him time to react. Her hands moved quickly, undoing his fly and belt and fishing out his burgeoning cock. The feeling of her fingers over his shaft was splendid, quick strokes making his rod thicken and swell, lighting up the nerves under the sliding skin.
Eddie let out a groan and Selina swallowed it down with another deep kiss. She pushed him back as they liplocked, taking them both towards the hotel bed, shucking his pants down to his ankles as they went. Eddie nearly stumbled kicking them away. Selina kept pumping at his cock. A few more strokes and she had him bucking into her hand. Eddie could feel his manhood weeping already.
"Fuck… Cat…" Eddie tried to speak but she shoved him back. He landed on the bed, his hard cock bobbing up and down between his now bare legs.
Selina wasted no time. She knelt at the edge of the bed, settling in the space between Eddie's knees. Before he could recover, gather his wits, before he could brace himself, she was nuzzling up into his groin. Putting her face right up to his throbbing cock and aching balls. Her moan was so sweet to his ears. Her breath was hot on his skin.
"God… It really is fucking huge." Selina fawned, letting Eddie's fattened shaft drag across her face. The sensation of her soft lips brushing over his manhood had him twitching, bulging veins thickening along his shaft. Eddie craved more, feeling that churning deep in his balls. Selina's eyes glittered with wicked glee. "Some men have all the luck."
"I'm lucky? Since when?" Eddie realized how stupid that sounded the moment the words left his mouth. Selina, for her part, was a good sport. She pressed a wet kiss to the underside of his cock, followed by another.
"Since you get me, doofus. Vacation at the beach, Catwoman in a bikini, about to give you a blowjob… Hello?"
Another kiss pressed to his cock. It was followed by her tongue swiping up, up, all the way to the tip. Selina flicked the wet muscle over his leaking slit. Making Eddie's insides coil up in sheer bliss.
"Right." Eddie croaked. "Of course. Silly me."
Selina hummed sweetly, softly, letting his cockhead rest against her full, soft, pursed lips. It was an enthralling sight. She pushed forward slightly, another kiss. Then those lovely lips spread into a lurid smile.
"You're lucky you're cute, too." She added. Her tongue came out again, gliding over the head. Coating him with a layer of glistening spit.
"T-thanks." Eddie breathed out, sinking into the bed.
"Don't thank me yet. I haven't even started."
His cockhead was swollen to the point of pain now. Delicious pain. It was fat, bulging, colored a dark pink. Almost red. Looking angry. Precum dribbled from the slit.
Selina gave the darkened cockhead another kiss. This one was a long, deep smooch. Then she slid her lips down over it, swirling her tongue as she descended. Eddie gripped the bed sheets.
Looking right into Eddie's eyes, Selina started to suck.