Meeting Penguin

"Fucking Wayne!" Penguin grumbled. "Wanker turned out to be the Bat all along, and just as I'm planning on blowing up his manor, the freak goes and does it himself!"

"That was a year ago." Candy, one of Penguin's top lieutenants, a buxom, undressed black woman remarked as she straddled him. "You need to move on, boss. Besides, not like there was much your ass could do, sat in lockup."

"Don't you tell me what I can and can't think about!" The diminuative crime lord growled, ceasing in his languid thrusts up into the much younger woman. "Don't forget who the boss is around here!"

"I'd say it's the same as it always as. The one sat on his ass, doing none of the work and getting all of the pleasure." Selina said, as she sauntered towards them.

"Jesus!" Cobblepot shrieked, taken by surprise. "What the bloody hell are you doing here?"

"What, I can't come surprise an old friend?" Selina asked sardonically. Candy, for her part, had also noticed the intruding thief. She remained where she was, impaled on Penguin's rather disproportionate cock, however, making no attempts to cover her nudity. Selina wasn't complaining, and the lady didn't exactly have anything to be ashamed of, she noted, giving her an appreciative once over.

Penguin shoved his girl off his lap and stood, facing Selina. Taking a second, he made himself decent, then began talking.

"You're not the type to pay a social call, Catwoman. If you're comin' round my gaff, you obviously want something. Get on with it then. Just remember, every man on the other side of that door's a hardened killer who'd do anything I said for a crack at you!" The gangster snarled.

"Charming as ever, Ozzie." Selina sighed. "Alright, you know Gotham Private Chartered Savings?"

"Falcone's piggy bank? Yeah, I happen to be familiar." Cobblepot nodded.

"I need inside. I'm only after one particular item, you lend me a crew, under my complete control, I might add, and you're welcome to everything else the old man's got stowed there."

Penguin pondered Selina's offer for a few moments, weighing up every angle, before responding.

"Alright, you got a deal. Word off me boys is, you're a crook, but you've not been indulging the old morality too much lately. We can work something out." Cobblepot nodded.

"Candy will get you sorted." Oswald said, pointing one of his little flippers at the curvaceous ebony, who'd presently slipped on some lingerie a, garterbelt and stockings. What passed for proper work attire for a woman in Penguin's sordid little domain.

"Happy to help, sugar." Candy remarked, giving the intruding cat burglar a playful little smirk.

"And Cat, one last thing, you cross me, there won't be a single building in this city where you can hide from me." the Penguin warned.

"Funny, I was just about to say the same thing. Ciao, Ozzy." Selina said, blowing Penguin a kiss before following Candy out of Cobblepot's office.