Ask her if she wants to 'hook up' like he initially did

"So, Batwoman—or should I say Kate Kane?" you start, catching your breath as the haze of passion clears. You prop yourself up on one elbow, watching her chest rise and fall.

She lies there, skin flushed, her red hair spilling across the sheets like spilled wine. "I..." she murmurs, voice still ragged from the intensity. "I think I do remember."

You grin, tracing a finger along her jawline. "So then, Batwoman, what do you say?"

Without a word, she shifts, rolling atop you with surprising grace. Her body presses close, warm and inviting. She leans in, capturing your lips with hers—those vivid red ones that taste faintly of salt and surrender.

The kiss deepens as her mouth opens against yours, her tongue slipping in to explore, teasing yours in slow, deliberate circles. You feel the heat of her breath mingle with yours, the subtle pressure building as she tilts her head, drawing it out longer, making every second linger.

At last, she pulls back, both of you breathing hard from the effort. A bright smile spreads across her face, lighting up her eyes. "I think that answers it," she says.

Your eyes narrow with a sharp, predatory glint as you nod. "Excellent. How about becoming my concubine?"

"Not wife?" She tilts her head, then lets out a light giggle. "Of course, not—silly me. Why limit yourself to just one woman devoted to you?"

She catches on quick. Good.

"Why not put that sharp mind of yours to work, then? Use it to find me the next one."

Another giggle escapes her as she plants a quick kiss on your lips. "Of course, my love." She sits up, straddling you, her expression turning thoughtful. Drawing from her training in forensics and behavioural patterns, she taps a finger against her chin.

"I've pieced together profiles on plenty of targets over the years—habits, weaknesses, alliances. Let's start with Stargirl, Courtney Whitmore. She's not top-tier, but her spot in the Justice Society makes her valuable. Infiltrate through her, and you gain leverage on a whole network."

You nod, intrigued by the strategic angle.

"Or Giganta," she continues, her voice steady as she recalls surveillance notes and incident reports. "She's got raw power—size-shifting that could crush obstacles. With her on our side, you'd have the muscle to back up your influence, turning threats into assets."

The idea appeals; brute **** to complement your control.

Her eyes gleam as she leans forward. "Lady Lunar, Stacy Macklin—she's tricky. Her hypnotic abilities could amplify yours if we bring her in first. But leave her unchecked, and she becomes a liability, someone who might sense your moves and counter them later."

Smart—pre-emptive strikes based on psychological profiles.

"Volcana, Claire Selton, has a different edge," Batwoman adds, drawing from criminology files she's studied. "Trained as a special agent, turned thief, with fire manipulation that adds real heat to your operations. She'd handle covert work, slipping in where others can't."

Firepower, literally practical.

"And then there's Galatea," she says, her tone dropping as she pulls from old Cadmus intel, pieced together through investigations after the project's fall. "Supergirl's clone, gone quiet since her last defeat. No one's tracking her now. She's a powerhouse waiting to be claimed—strength, speed, all of it. Bring her in, and you've got a heavy hitter no one will miss."

You consider each one....