Selina pulled Bruce out of the ballroom.

Selina grabbed Bruce by his thick trunk-like arm. "Me neither, I owe him some money," she said. "Let's go somewhere more quiet then." She pushed her way through the throngs of pretty admirers, snarling at if they protested.

"Where are we going?" Bruce asked when she took them out of the ballroom. Selina looked left and right down the long hallway.

"This way," she said confidently, pulling Bruce along like a mother would with her toddler. Stopping in front of an office door, Selina checked the door handle to see if it was unlocked before taking out a lockpick from her clutch purse.

"I think that's illegal," Bruce noted, playing up his Boy Scout persona, as Selina easily picked the office door open.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to lock it after we're done," she said, pulling him inside the office just as Bruce's unwanted entourage rounded the corner. Before he could protest she tippy-toed and kissed him fiercely, sticking her tongue into his mouth.

Very few women made him lower his emotional shield. Selina was fiercely independent, and unlike the majority of his female admirers, she had no desire for his vast wealth -- even as Catwoman, she had never stolen from his estate. As the world's greatest detective he still had trouble understanding the perplexing minds of women.

"Selina..." Bruce broke their kiss when she pulled off his bowtie and started unbuttoning his shirt. He did not resist and push her away but instead helped remove his tuxedo jacket.

"You've been working out," she impressively noted with smile, running her delicate fingers across his broad chest. Her hands wandered over to scars.

"Fencing," he answered her unspoken question. She eyed him suspiciously for a moment before kissing an old wound.

"I know what will make you feel better," she purred, unzipping his pants open and pulled out his erection. She spun on her heels and walked over to the desk, sweeping it clear of papers and stationary. She bent over the desk and hiked up her little black dress, exposing her well toned ass and shaven snatch.

"Um... I don't have a condom," Bruce stated nervously.

Selina looked over her shoulder and sighed, "For a man who has everything money can buy you don't have a condom? There's one in my purse."

Bruce was surprised he was so nervous, he had slept with dozens of women before and he had no fear jumping into a crowd of armed thugs and yet every time he met Catwoman he felt a bit weak and vulnerable inside. They had kissed numerous times as Batman and Catwoman but this would be their first time having sex -- in their civilian identities no less!

He anxiously ripped opened the condom package and slipped on the rubber over his large cock.