"Mhmm, tasty cat. I can see why Bats wont shut up about you." She teased, licking her lips savoring the taste of the mouth she had just claimed. She practically started drooling like a little girl as she start at the leather clad fatale. One taste wasn't enough.
captured by zatanna. selina’s eyes closed as her arms slowly, possessively, tightened into an intimate hold. soft pants. quickened pace. selina held the kiss longer, deepening it with an eager tongue. until eventually she drew it up and licked across zatanna’s lips.