Yes.

"Yes," Bruce answered without the gravelly voice.

Selina noticed that he always talked softly to her whenever they were alone together. Despite being polar opposites on many things, they did shared a commonality that few others could ever understand. Sex was one way they could express their mutual bonds of being orphaned loners. It was therapeutic for them both, he had even cried a few times after they laid in bed after hours of hard, rough sex.

She took him by the hand and led him to into the large glass-walled shower, spacious enough to fit a threesome. As the warm water splashed on their beautiful, toned bodies, they kissed passionately like long lost lovers. They may have insisted that their relationship was purely platonic, albeit with sexual benefits, but their kisses and soft caresses betrayed them that there was something more intimate.

"Oooh, Bruce," Selina cooed as he kissed her jawline and neck, working his way down to her firm, perfect breasts. He suckled her while probing her snatch with two of his thick fingers, causing her to arch her back and cry out. He started to kneel to kiss her belly when she stopped him. "No, it's my turn to return the favor."

Knowing what she had in mind, Bruce stood up and leaned against one of the shower glass walls, bracing himself. Selina knelt in front of him, her short hair matted by the shower spray, and looked up, giving Bruce a wicked grin. She grabbed his thick, veiny shaft in one hand and cupped his balls with the other. She licked the tip of his cock, like a kitten lapping a bowl of milk, before sliding her tongue up and down the length of the underside of his shaft.

"Selina..." he moaned when she finally took his cock into her mouth. Her green eyes locked with his blue eyes as she feverishly stroked him. After a couple minutes of Selina bobbing her head up and down his cock, he cupped her jaw and pleaded, "Please stop..."

She shook her head and continued sucking him off. Giving in to fate, Bruce held the back of her head to help glide his cock into her mouth and thrust. She amazed him every time she gave him a blowjob that she never gagged or choked on his pistoning thick shaft.

"Selina..." he groaned, gripping the back of her head. Given their past encounters, she knew what was about to happen next. She gripped his hips and wrapped her thick lips around the tip of his cock, right before the first gob of semen splashed the back of her throat. Bruce pulled her forward, stuffing more of his cock into her mouth as gulped down wad after wad of sticky cum. With the last spurt, he finally let out a loud sigh of relief, letting go of her hair and relaxing his tense muscles. Selina grinned that she weakened the mighty Batman. Again.

She pulled his still hard cock from her lips, licking his balls and the underside of his long, thick veiny shaft before stuffing his cock head back into her mouth. She teasingly twirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, causing him to moan again.

"Please, Selina," Bruce pleaded. "Please stop."

"Why?" she mumbled with a mouthful of cock.

"I need to fuck you."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" she joked, popping his cock from her mouth before standing back up.