Bruce did not like Selene's answer to his question, but in reality there was nothing he could do about it. There seemed to be a rift in their alliance, one that was possibly exploitable, but for now he would refrain from pushing so hard, especially since she was on top of him and he didn't want to kill the mood exactly. The feeling of her folds on top of his own exposed manhood was rather marvelous, the slick smoothness coated him and the feeling hit nerve endings that drove him crazy for more.<br/><br/>"I feel like if I left you would kill me. You remind me of an animal in heat, persistent to get what she wants, and if you can't have it then no one can kind of mentality." He placed his still gloved hands on her ass and squeezed while smiling faintly. He gyrated his hips back and forth as much as she would allow. "So I am going no where until you fully release me Selene."<br/><br/>It was his way of admitting defeat and that she was his captor. A rare moment in all of time, one the newspapers would feed off of like leeches, as would other nefarious criminals, to hear the infamous Batman admit capture and defeat. To admit he had no escape, it was unheard of. She was likely to be the luckiest woman on all of the Earth.