Thats not spandex

Buffy looked away from the noble woman's dress and instead turned her attention to where Xander was looking. She found his attention on a much different Halloween costume. One that was part of a set.

"Three costumes. Three of us." Buffy said loudly enough for both Xander and Willow to hear her as she walked from one to the other. "Fate might be telling us something."

Willow looked away from the noble woman's dress and her mood plummeted as she followed Buffy. "Oh... not spandex."

Buffy walked to the costumes and reaching out touched the one that she would wear if given the chance. "That's not spandex. Its not leather but it feels... durable."

"Xander?" Willow asked her friend who was still staring at the central costume enraptured.

Xander turned to her, grinned and in a gruff gravelly voice answered her, "I'm Batman!"

"It does come with weaponry." Buffy mused as she eyed Catwoman's whip. "I've never used a whip before." She shrugged, "Cant be that hard."

"But I dont want to be Robin!" Willow pouted.

***

"Ooh, shiny." Catwoman smirked as she suddenly stopped walking and bent over at the waist to fake picking something up. She meowed pleasurably when Batman who had been walking behind her bumped into her. His strong hands grabbed her hips too steady himself and for just a moment ground his groin against hers before stepping back and releasing his hold on her hips. Remaining bent over to showcase her curves Catwoman looked over her shoulder with a smile, in a throaty purr she asked, "Oh, why did you stop?"

Batman looked away, swivelling at the waist to look left and then right. With a harsh voice he answered, "Now is not the time, Catwoman. People are endangered while this vile sorcerer works his magic."

"You're no fun, Batsy." Rolling her eyes Catwoman straightened up and looked at her sometimes lover, "You know most men listen when a woman with a whip and a perchant for skin tight leather offers up a," she chuckled, "a sexy romp."

"I'm not most men." Batman walked past, flaring his cape out and letting it drape around him, hiding his body and certain biological responses to provocative women.

Catwoman took a staggered step after Batman and stopped. It was hard to explain what she was feeling. But there was an... ache she was feeling. Like a dull pain at being denied by Batman. The idea of giving the Bat pleasure made parts of her tingle in new ways and being rebuffed caused actual discomfort. Chewing on her lower lip Catwoman groaned, "Kitty wants what she cant have."

Startled by the sudden yelling of men Catwoman broke into a run and found Batman around the corner beating the holy hell out three pirates. She watched him flatten the two minion pirates and then judo throw the pirate captain to the ground, grab his arm and then dislocate it, the pain making the pirate captain pass out.

"Was that necessary?" Catwoman asked looking at the knocked out minions and the passed out pirate captain.

"No." Batman allowed. He turned to her and there was a slight smirk on his face, "But strangely.... satisfying."

Catwoman pouted. The fact that she didnt put that smile on his face caused that strange ache to throb with pain. "If you wanted satisfying-"

He held up a hand, "Catwoman, havent you heard that the best things come to those who wait?"

"Cat." She pointed to herself, she didnt wince when the ache throbbed at being denied for a second time. "We're not known for our patience."