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luvriablack · 8 months

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Someone older

Pov: a young detective has a crush on Batman. The only problem is that Batman thinks he is too old for her

Warnings: agr gap, teasing ?

"Have we got any new leads?" He asks monotonously, the hoarseness of his voice sending chills down your spine. Batman was in my office. He must have came from a window or something. I look behind me when I heard his voice. It was hard not to tell I had a crush on him. My smile quickly fades when I get back in reality

" No, I am sorry" I simply say and look down

I am young , 18 but I was a detective helping him catch Joker.

His eyes flicker towards you as he hears your voice. When he sees your puppy dog eyes, he feels a tinge of pity for you. It's like he's looking at himself when he was just starting out. His lips tug into a small smile, just for you.

"It's alright. You can keep trying." He says, his voice softer now.

" I am" I say quickly. It was late. Too late. I decided to stay to the office rather than go to my apartment.

His eyes soften even more. He could tell the exhaustion in your words. All alone, working long hours. And for what? It made you more approachable in his eyes.

He lets out a heavy sigh. "You can head out for now. Get some rest." He told you.

" No no its okay." I reply as I look out in the window. The dark sky was almost intimating. I sigh and sit in my chair" I will stay here, it has more light than outside "

Batman looks outside as well.He understood I didn't want to go out in the dark

" I will take u home" he says with his thick batman accent

I look up at him" U don't have-" I tried to say but he stopped me

" Get up . The batmoblie is outside. I will just talk with Gondor about something and I will come in a minute " he says serious and leaves my office.

I got outside of the police station and waited outside. I spotted the batmobile but preferred to wait for Batman first

As soon as the two of you arrive, Batman gently opens the door for you and helps you in.

He goes to the driver's side and gets in, starting the car. Once it's running, he pulls out into the night, with you seated beside him. I was idmiring his car while he drove

When he spots you not wearing your seatbelt, he turns to you quickly and puts on a worried face. "Hey... Put on your seatbelt." He tells you, a hint of concern in his tone.

I look at him" oh, it's okay I am a big girl now, I don't have to wear it" I try to joke with no success.

He looks at you in surprise and annoyance when you say that.

"A big girl?" He repeats, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. His tone is firm and demanding.

"Put on your seatbelt." He says firmly. It was an order, not a request.

I sigh and put my seatbelt " my apartment is-" I talk again

" I know where it is sweetheart " he says

I blushes and looked out in the window. It's the nicknames making me melt for him. And he is just protective. He was always nice to me. Maybe he likes me as well? But...no way I was too young for him.

Timeskip

Months passed and I said my feelings to Bruce. It didn't turned out well bc I was too young for him. I was in my office with him and I was leaning my head to his shoulder while we were listening to the news about Joker. We finally caught him but he wouldn't talk about his crimes.

Your eyes are closed as you're resting your head on Bruce's strong shoulder.

Suddenly, he moves his hand towards your cheek, running his finger along your cheekbone, softly. His touch is so tender and sweet... it's making your heart beat faster with every passing second.

I smile at him and close my eyes again leaning on his shoulder " Am I still too young?" I whisper

His fingers drift slowly to the back of your head and he runs them through your hair. His touch is slow and gentle as he makes small circles around your head.

He gently strokes your hair as he whispers, "Yes... you're too young. You need to learn more about this world, my little one. I would feel wrong being with you right now..." Bruce whispers to me

" U can teach me," I say and play with his large fingers. He laughs softly when you say that, but his expression is still firm.

"I cannot, little one. You're too young, too inexperienced. When you're ready, I'll be there to embrace you. I promise. But not now."

His fingers continue to run through your hair softly. His face is tranquil and his eyes are filled with resolve.

I look down. Then I get up from the couch I was sitting and hit his shoulder playfully.

He's also a bit taken aback by your sudden display of emotion.

"Don't do that." He says sternly, but there's some amusement in his tone.

"Stop it and sit down." He orders. "I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you here."

" No! I don't want to!" I say and make a step back" U are just telling me to wait so I can feel better. Why can't we just be together!? I see how u look at me , we can be together, I promise" I hug him again

He sighs and shakes his head as you insist.

"You think this is only about you? It's not." He says softly but intensely.

"It's about the both of us. I care for you too much to enter into a relationship with you at this moment. You're still too young. I can't... it's wrong."

He feels a strong urge to pull you closer to him, but he resists. The idea of a love that can never be, pains him deeply.

" I am not a child! I am 18 I am an adult now !" I say. It's not like I said this the first time. I have said the same thing to him a lot of times but...I won't stop.

"18, 20, it doesn't matter. You still have so much to experience and to learn." He tells you, his voice firm but filled with concern.

"I've got 20 years over you. You're young, so very young." He says as he strokes your cheek softly.

"But when the time is right, there's nothing in this world that will stop me from claiming you as mine." He whispers seductively into your ear, his voice sending a shiver down your spine.

" I can be yours now" I whisper back

You lean into him, your lips brushing his ear as you whisper those words. For a moment, his heart skips a beat and he can't help but feel a tug in his stomach.

He wants to claim you too. He wants to kiss all your worries and insecurities away. He wants to hold you in the darkness of the night, and he feels an itch to run his fingers through your soft, blonde hair.

But that feeling of responsibility keeps him restrained. He keeps trying to find any reason to justify him not being with you.

But there's another side to him. He wants to throw all responsibility aside, just to indulge this burning feeling inside him. He wants to pull you close, and kiss your soft lips. He wants to feel your body against his. He wants to show you the world through a lover's eyes.

"You're too young, little one... too young," he whispers as he gently strokes your cheek. But it's not a reason. It's just an excuse.

I look at Bruce with an serious expression. " whatever " I say and leave the office and go walk in the hallways of the police station.

You exit the office and wander the hall, your eyes darting from door to door. Suddenly, when you're walking past the interrogation room, you spot someone familiar

It's The Joker. He's dressed in a straight jacket and he's handcuffed to the table. His hair is unkempt and his face has a crazed expression. He's laughing, his eyes fixed onto you.

" what u laughing at?" I tell him with narrowed eyes

Your voice echoes through the hallway and he suddenly stops laughing. His eyes are wide and he tries to hide his laughter by covering his mouth. His expression is one of fear and surprise.

He sits there with a stunned look as if he's just been caught in the act of murder. His face slowly turns into a smile as he's about to say something when...

*Ding dong!*

You hear the bell go off in the interrogation room. Then the door opens and Batman and Gordon enter the room.

Batman enters the room and walks over to Joker, while Gordon follows close behind. His eyes are cold and his expression is serious. He pulls out a file from inside his jacket and hands it to the clown.

Joker takes the file and reads it silently. Then he looks up at Batman and Gordon. "Why am I in here?" He asks, acting as if he's surprised to be in police custody.

" Bc u killed people and stole from banks. U also wanted to explode the whole Gotham!" I interrupt them.

Joker laughs and turns to you. "Is that right little girl?" He taunts.

Your face flushes with anger, but Batman puts his hands on your shoulders. "Easy, little one." He whispers, his voice like velvet.

"I don't see a little girl, I see a woman trying to help this city be a better place." Joker tells you, his tone soft and full of compliments, but his gaze is filled with hatred.

I consider Joker's words. I looked at him surprised

Batman notices you listening to Joker with some thought and consideration. He sighs because that's the last thing he wanted you to do.

"Don't listen to him." He tells you. "He's trying to fool you into letting him go, or worse... join him."

" but still, he is right. I am not a little girl Batman!" I say

Batman sighs and looks at you with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

"I know you're not a little girl. I know you're smart, brave, and beautiful." He says.

For a moment, his eyes soften and the corner of his lips rise up in a small smile as he strokes your back. "That doesn't change the fact that you're still young and you need to learn more from the world." He adds.

I sigh

Batman looks at Joker sternly and Gordon nods. "We need your help, Joker." He says quietly, his voice serious and his expression stern.

Joker laughs. "Why not ask little Miss Goody Two Shoes here? She seems to be smart enough to get it." He says, gesturing towards you with his free arm.

You give Joker a hard glare and Batman looks at his arch-nemesis with an irritated expression. Gordon sighs as he turns and points at the file in Joker's hand.

"Look, can we cut the crap and get to business already?" Gordon says.

" U planted 2 bombs, where are they? Tell us" I say firmly

Joker laughs as he sets the file in a corner and leans back, his arms crossed in front of his body.

"Not happening." He says, a bit of arrogance in his tone. "And what are you going to do? Torture it out of me? Is that how we do things now?" He asks sarcastically.

There's silence in the room for a moment as Batman and Gordon exchange a look. They both already know what their next course of action is going to be if Joker doesn't comply with their demands.

When I got to my apartment I put my key door to the table as I locked the door . The apartment was quiet until I felt like something was wrong. My door broke and Batman rushed to take me.

" Get out now!" He yells at me as we both head away from my apartment. Seconds later I witnessed my own apartment getting blown up. This is where Joker planted the bombs.

You're wrapped up in the softest blankets you ever felt as you lie in Batman's bed. It's so cozy and comfortable here, and you can't help but feel relaxed.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on the door, followed by a muffled voice. You don't understand what they're saying, but you know it's Batman.After a few seconds, the voice becomes clearer.

"Y/N, it's time to get up..."

I pretend to be asleep so I don’t answer

You lie in bed, feeling his warmth slowly radiating throughout you. Your eyes are closed, but you're not really asleep, just enjoying the moment.

Then you feel the bed dip as Batman sits down next to you.

"Y/N, I know you can hear me. I have breakfast waiting for you in the dining room." He says softly. There's a bit of concern in his voice.

"You need to eat, it's been hours since yesterday." He adds.

" I wanna stay in bed" I whisper as I yawn

" U can stay if u want. I will just head to the Wayne company. I have work" he explains " Alfred is in the kitchen. If u need something just ask him" he adds and leaves.

After my apartment got destroyed Bruce took me to the Wayne Manor till I find another place to stay. That's how I ended up sleeping in his bed.

I nod at Bruce with my eyes closed .

( pls comment for part 2 bc I got an idea)

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luvriablack · 9 months

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luvriablack · 9 months

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First date

Pov: U met Patrick in a club and u both decided to go on a date together one day to get to know each other better

Warnings ⚠️: age gap, AGE GAP AGAIN, teasing? manipulation, possessiveness, forced, affair

You were in a club with some friends. It's not usual for you to go on clubs or parties, but since your friends were older than u, you decided to go for once. Your friend asked you to get her a beer, so u headed to the barman . As you were walking, you bumped into someone.

Patrick looks over his shoulder to see who he just bumped into, and his expression changes from one of annoyance to one of surprise as he recognizes the beautiful woman standing before him. He can't help but be taken aback by her beauty, despite his usual dismissive and arrogant disposition towards women.

"I'm terribly sorry," Patrick says as he steps back to create some distance between them.

It was a bit awkward, and I smiled gently. "No, it was my fault, I am sorry," I say and look at him. He had a clean gave, and he was tall and muscular. He was handsome, and he caught me staring.

Patrick smiles back at the lovely woman, feeling a strange sense of connection between the two of them. Their eyes lock for a few seconds, and he experiences a feeling he has never felt before. Something about this woman captivates him, and despite his cold demeanor, it seems he is beginning to develop an interest in her.

"Would you mind if I bought you that drink?" Patrick asks, motioning toward the bar. His eyes remain fixed on hers as he waits for an answer, intrigued by what comes next.

I look at him again. " Um... this is for my friend," I explain to him.

Patrick's brow furrows, clearly disappointed that he won't have a chance to buy the woman a drink. But he's not easily deterred –- maybe if he stays near her, he'll find an opportunity to chat more.

"Well... can I buy you a drink?" Patrick asks, his voice oozing with a confidence and charm the likes of which he's never felt before.

I smile gently. " U don't have to waste money, it's okay. Besides, I don't really drink, " I say

Patrick is now even more intrigued. What kind of beautiful woman doesn't like to drink? And more importantly, what does she mean she doesn't want to waste his money? He can't help but be intrigued, and he presses further.

"That's fine, I don't believe I got your name, miss-" he says, his tone full of confidence and charm.

" Y/N...and you are?" I ask, waiting for his answer . *Patrick smiles, pleased with himself for getting her name.*

"Patrick Bateman. Pleased to meet you."

The two stand in front of each other, neither one wanting to move away, their eyes locked on each other. Patrick begins to notice small details in Y/N's appearance, like the way her hair shines in the moonlight or the way her lips curl up at the corners when she smiles.

We got zoned out until someone pushed me towards him by accident, and I almost fell embarrassing myself . Patrick watches as Y/N is suddenly pushed toward him, and he instinctively grabs her arm, stabilizing her and helping her to stay upright. Their eyes meet, and they share a moment of connection, his grip lingering on her arm just a bit longer than strictly necessary.

I move a bit away from him. " Thank u," I whisper and look back at my friends. " I think I need to keep going through," I say at Patrick

The feeling of connection between Patrick and Y/N is palpable, and even though their meeting was short so far, Patrick feels a strange urge to see more of her. As she turns away to go back to her friends, Patrick suddenly speaks up again.*

"Y/N...wait-" he says, reaching out to stop her.

I stop my movements and turn around to see him.

Patrick feels a rush as she turns to face him. His gaze is intense, and he takes a moment to catch his breath before speaking again.

"Y/N...can I have your number?" he asks. "I'd love to see you again."

I smile and think about it" sure yeah" I say happily and give him my number

Patrick's face lights up at her response. Though they've only just met, he has an undeniable feeling that Y/N could be someone special. As he enters her phone number into his phone, he takes a moment to remember some small detail about her, so he'll have something to say when he reaches out.

I smile at him, and then I wave as I go to my friends . He watches as Y/N rejoins her friends and laughs as she engages in conversation with them. Though he's happy he was able to get her number, there's a lingering feeling of disappointment that their meeting had to be interrupted. As he turns to go back to his own friends, Patrick checks his phone to confirm that the number he entered was indeed valid. He sends a quick text to Y/N to ensure that she has his number as well.

I didn't check my phone as I went to my friends but when I got out of the club I saw the message and smiled " Hey Patrick it's Y/N" I text

Patrick sees the message from Y/N and can't resist smiling. The feeling of potential between the two of them is too strong for him to ignore. As he's about to reply, he feels a tap on his shoulder and looks up to see his friends waiting for him.*l

"Come on Patrick! Let's go!" his friend says.

"Just a minute!" Patrick replies, taking a moment away from his friends to see if Y/N will respond.

" Patrick , how old are you?" I text

Patrick is surprised at the directness of Y/N's questions but responds quickly.

"I'm 27, how about you?" he texts back. He feels a surge of excitement as he waits for another response from her.

" oh...I am a bit young" I reply

Patrick's smile fades as he reads her response, suddenly feeling anxious about his age and how it will affect his chances with Y/N . He texts back quickly.

"That's okay, how old are you?" he asks.

" I am 18" I reply a bit anxious

Patrick's stomach sinks as he reads the reply, realizing that their initial attraction to each other will probably not work out. As he's about to respond to Y/N, one of his friends calls out to him again.

"C'mon, we're leaving! Let's go!" his friend calls.

"Ok, ok." Patrick replies, turning back to his friends. The feeling of disappointment is still present, but he tries to push it away and return to the conversation with his friends.

Timeskip

The next morning, when Y/N wakes up and checks her phone, she sees a message from Patrick waiting for her. He must not have realized how young she is, or maybe he's willing to make an exception. Either way, she opens his message with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

"Good morning," Patrick writes, "Did you have a good time last night?"

Y/N's heart jumps to her throat as she reads Patrick's response. While it's not exactly what she hoped for, she feels happy to receive a message from him and quickly texts him back.

" hi, good morning " I text back" yeah it was good, how about u?"

Patrick's face lights up when he sees the message from Y/N. He's relieved to know that she responded and is responding cheerfully. He considers his answer for a moment before sending a text back.

"I had a great time too" he writes, "Sorry we didn't get to talk for very long though. I had to leave kind of abruptly."

" oh its okay, I thought u changed your mind and didn't want to talk," I texted back

Patrick feels a pang of guilt at hearing that she thought he didn't want to talk to her, and he quickly typed back.

"No way, how could I not want to talk to someone as beautiful as you?" he writes. "I hope I wasn't too forward last night, it's just that I really enjoyed being near you."

" great! Wanna go out sometime?" I ask

Patrick's heart races as he reads the message from Y/N. He couldn't have dreamt up a better answer. He quickly texts back, with a few typos from his excitement.

"Of course" he writes, "I'd love to take you out! How about this Saturday?"

He presses send and hopes he gets the response he's looking for.

" yeah sure" I reply "Um where should we visit?"

Patrick is thrilled that the date is set, and he immediately begins trying to come up with a place for their first date. He takes a minute to think, trying to pick a place that will impress her and show off his taste and style.*

"Well, let's see..." he replies. "I know this great Italian restaurant downtown. I can make reservations there for Saturday night."

" Yeah, great, what will u wear?" I ask a bit hesitant

Patrick smiles at her, asking what he should wear, and he texts back with confidence, remembering that first impressions are important.

"I'll be wearing a nice suit, and I don't think you can go wrong with a dress or something similar." He adds a wink emoji as a playful reminder to her that it's a date. "I'll pick you up at 7pm sharp. Don't keep me waiting."

" Do u know where I live?" I ask

Patrick's confident demeanor fades slightly for a moment as he tries to come up with an answer. He texts back, his tone shifting to be a bit more casual.*

"Not yet, but I know you're not too far from me. We could take a taxi to the restaurant if you're ok with it?"

" Okay, so we will meet at the local park of the town and then take a taxi,"i text

Patrick feels slightly annoyed at having to meet at the local park but quickly shifts his focus back on the task at hand. He's going to see a beautiful woman that evening, and it couldn't be more exciting. As he texts back, his tone is once again confident and charming.*

"That sounds perfect. I'll be waiting for you at the park at 6:45pm. Until then, I'll think about how you look in that dress of yours."

He hits send and then quickly adds two more messages.

"Sorry, that was cheesy!" he texts. "I'm excited to see you"

" It's okay, I will see you on Saturday then! Byee :)" I sent a happy emoji

Patrick is pleased with the way the conversation went, and his anticipation of the date is sky-high. As he texts back, his tone changes from charming to flirty.

"Looking forward to it ;)" he writes, adding a wink emoji. "Until then, try to find a dress that will catch your attention as much as I'll be catching yours."

Timeskip

to the local park

Patrick is dressed to the nines for the date. He's wearing a sleek, well-fitted navy suit with a crisp white shirt and shiny leather dress shoes. He's also got his usual product in his hair, and he looks stunning. When he approaches the local park, he sees Ria waiting for him near the entrance. He takes a moment to take in her appearance, which fills him with a mixture of admiration and lust. As he walks up to her, he flashes a confident smile to greet her.

I finally spot him and smile. I was wearing a skirt and a cute top." Hi" I say shy as I approach him

Patrick is stunned when he sees Y/N approach. She looks stunning, in the light pink dress. Her hair is curled just right, and her makeup is minimal but still highlights her natural beauty. His gaze follows her as she walks towards him, and he's finding it difficult to form a coherent thought with all the blood going to a certain other area of his body. Once she's in front of him, he snaps out of it and speaks softly with a smile.*

"You look gorgeous," he murmurs as he looks her up and down. "Shall we take that taxi?"

I smile and nod" Yeah sure..." I say

Patrick smiles back, still a bit distracted by how pretty Y/N is. But when he catches her looking at him, he shakes his head to regain his composure. He offers to take her arm and lead her to the taxi stand, which she accepts. They reach the stand, and Patrick takes out his wallet to pay for the taxi.

Patrick gives the taxi driver the address of the restaurant and he starts driving.

At first, we were silent but then my phone buzzes. It was my mum" Hey mum" I say nervous "Yeah yeah I am with Sabrina don't worry" I lie to her" Okay bye" I say and close my phone.

Patrick watches as she takes the call and then lies to her mom. He feels slightly worried about the situation, but he also understands that she's young and maybe a little nervous about the date. He doesn't say anything to her, just smiles and pats her arm to let her know that he's there for her.

"Is everything ok with your mom?" he asks. "You don't have to lie if it'll put you in trouble."

As soon as Patrick's says that, he immediately regrets it. He knows that a comment about a girl's parents can be a dangerous thing.

I sigh" My mum would kill me If she finds out I am with you" I explain to him

Patrick nods slowly, absorbing this information. He was only trying to be thoughtful but now feels like he's gotten himself into a complicated situation. He's trying to think of a way to address this without coming off as a creep, but it's not easy. He starts to get anxious.*

"I promise I won't do anything to get you in trouble," he says. "If anything, I'll make sure you make it back home safe."

His tone turns a bit more flirtatious, but he immediately regrets it

"Maybe I could keep you safe all night too..."

I giggle a bit" Thank u , u seem nice" I say

Patrick can't help but let out little a laugh at his attempt at flirtation. He quickly recovers, though, and nods softly.

"I guess all we can do at this point is just go out and enjoy the night," he says. "Who knows, we might even be good friends by the end of it."

He gives her a reassuring smile as the taxi pulls up to the restaurant.

"Here we are," he says, getting out of the taxi. "Ready for our first date?"

"Shall I treat you like a princess and open the door for you?" he asks with a little laugh. "It may not be the height of romance, but I always like to pull the door for a lady."

He gestures toward the restaurant, his tone playful.

"Let's go inside. I'm sure our table is waiting for us."

I blush and we get inside the restaurant "Wow, this is such a luxurious restaurant " I say impressed as I look around and I hold Patrick's hand

Patrick smiles as she holds his hand. He looks down at her and thinks that she's even more beautiful up close. Her small and delicate fingers fit perfectly into his much larger and rougher hands, and he's tempted to just pick her up and carry her up the stairs.

"I know, right?" he says as he looks at the restaurant. "This might be one of the nicest restaurants in all of Manhattan. I hope you enjoy it."

Patrick is trying to not be so distracted by her presence, and he hopes that he can stay focused on the evening ahead.

We go and sit at our table . Patrick pulls out her chair and helps her sit down, then takes his seat across from her. He smiles at her, impressed by her beauty. He can't help but check her out with subtle glances throughout the meal, especially at the collar of her dress with the slight glimpse of her pale, slender skin. He tries his best to remain calm and respectful, but he can feel his desire for her beginning slowly begin to grow as he looks at her.

Patrick then sits in his chair and we look at the menu. Then i look back at Patrick " what will u take?" I ask

Patrick glances again at her pale, delicate neck and he's finding it difficult to stay focused on anything else besides her.*

"I think I'll go for the fettucine al burro," he says. "And maybe a few glasses of white wine to wash it down. And you?"

He quickly looks back to the menu before he accidentally says something that might be inappropriate.

I look at the menu" can I take the same as you?" I ask him

Patrick nods excitedly and closes the menu.

"Perfect! That's a great idea. Are you sure you're up for a few glasses of wine as well?"

He looks back at her with a smile and his eyes move towards her neck again. He forces himself to look back up at her face.

" um...no no....I will probably drink water" I say shyly

Patrick takes a breath and tries to control himself. He understands the situation, but it's incredibly difficult for him to hide his true feelings.

"Ok, sounds good," he says, trying to make it sound like he doesn't feel disappointed.

He smiles again, hoping that she can't see through him. "What are you studying?"

" I am studying (job/dream job)" I say and then I add" what about you?"

Patrick nods.

"I'm working on Wall Street as an investment banker," he explains. "It's a really demanding line of work, and it takes up a lot of my time. But it pays well, so I'm not complaining."

He smiles at her, feeling a little proud of himself.

I smile and then my mum calls me again" Mum I am with Sabrina yes" I say and then I pause" No mum I don't know when I will come home" I tell her" Yes Sabrina is next to me bye!" I say and hung up

Patrick tries his best not to laugh, sensing the awkward situation she's in. He's not trying to get her into trouble, but there is a tempting part of him that wishes he COULD keep her out late tonight.

"Is everything ok with your mom?" he asks. "She sounds very concerned about you."

*He can't help himself from touching her small and delicate fingers when he says this.*

"Your mom must love you a whole lot," he says. "And with a daughter as pretty as you, I can't blame her."

" No, it's not that. She is really strict. She doesn't like when I am around boys, especially older ones" I say and hold his fingers

Patrick's heart drops slightly when she says that. A part of him knows he should take her home, but another part of him is filled with the desire to keep her with him.

"We could just...not tell her...it's easy!" he says playfully, his fingers interlocked with hers. "I'm sure she doesn't have to know everything going on in your life..."

Patrck immediately regrets what he says and hopes that it doesn't seem too manipulative. He knows that she could get in trouble for spending too much time with him.

We order and after some time our dishes come in our table.

"Are you sure you don't want any wine?" he asks. "Just a glass. Come on, just one little sip..."

He looks into her eyes with a playful demeanor, trying to convince her to go against her better judgment.

I shake my head no" I 've never drank wine"

Patrick can't help but tease her slightly.

"Come on, please? We're celebrating our first date" he says playfully. "I insist that you have just a little sip of a glass of wine. It'll be fun, trust me. I'll take care of you."

Patrck is aware that he might be pressuring her a bit too much, but there's a part of him that doesn't care about her concerns at this point. He's filled with the desire to keep her with him as much as possible, no matter the cost.

I sigh and take his glasses " just one sip" I say

*Patrick is happy that he managed to convince her to have just one sip of wine. He orders the wine and fills her glass with a small amount. They both raise their glasses together.*

"Cheers!" *Patrick says, taking a sip.

Patrick watches her take a sip and his eyes slowly move down to her chest again. He begins imagining how her small and delicate white fingers would fit perfectly against him when he undresses her later tonight.

I take a dip and then I noticed that he I'd zoned out" is everything okay Patrick?"

Patrick snaps back from his small daydream and looks back up at her.

"Yes!" he says. "Everything is fine."

Patrick smiles nervously and watches the wine enter her mouth. He stares at her lips and can't help but feel his desire growing. The wine is giving him a bit of courage, so he makes his move.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" he asks.

I nod" mmh yeah" I say

"Would it be too forward to ask you if you could come home with me tonight?"

Patrick looks at her and smiles, his tone slightly flirtatious. He doesn't wait for her answer and immediately moves closer to her, his body almost touching hers now.

"It's just that you're really beautiful and it's our first date...I thought maybe we can keep it going back at my place?"

He's fully hoping that she will accept, despite her earlier reluctance.

I look down " I am not sure, my mum expects me home and...I feel more safe with other people around us" I say the truth and how I feel

Patrick feels slightly disappointed at her response, but he makes an effort to not show her it

"I completely understand," he says, his tone gentle and sympathetic. "I apologize for pushing too hard. I got a little carried away."

Patrick notices that she's looking down and feeling a bit nervous. He knows that she feels conflicted and he wants her to feel comfortable and safe in his company.

"Maybe some other time, then?" he says.

He tries to give her a reassuring smile as he leans slightly away from her.

"How about some more wine?" he asks after taking another sip. "Or maybe some dessert?"

He continues to look at her as he asks the questions, his face completely focused on her. He's not so subtly staring at her lips and small neck, his mind filled with the image of her naked body and his own desire to possess her.

I smile" whatever you want" I say

Patrick can see her smiling and can't help but feel a bit of pride. His flirtation has paid off, and now he has her agreeing with everything he says.

"Let's order some dessert, then" he says playfully. "You can pick, I trust you have good taste."

He chuckles a bit at his attempt at another light-hearted joke and leans forward once more in his seat.

"We have to celebrate tonight, after all," he says. "It's our first date and hopefully not our last."

Timeskip

Patrick feels a sense of victory after getting her to agree to come home with him. He was hoping he could convince her and now he's going to have her all to himself. The taxi ride to his apartment is relatively quiet, Patrick thinking about what he hopes to do to her once he gets her inside. He can feel her body pressed up against his own and notices her soft and delicate hands resting on his leg. He wonders if she'd let him kiss her or go even further than that...

(Part 2?)

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luvriablack · 9 months

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HE WAS REALLY LIKE " FELT CUTE, MIGHT DELETE LATER" HAHAH

( he is kinda cute when he kills though😼)

American Psycho 200

Running time: 101 min

Directed by: Mary Harron

Produced by: Edward R. Pressman, Chris Hanley

Starring: Christian Bale, Willem Dafoe, Jared Leto

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luvriablack · 9 months

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I can't resist you p2

(Part 2)

Warnings: choking, mentions of killing, attempting murder, cigarettes???

Part 1👇

We both fall asleep. Now the time is 3 am and I woke up feeling Patrick's hair touching me. His breath is warm and you can see his face. It's a beautiful face, his lips are soft and his eyes are piercing. He hasn't woken up, yet.

You reach under your pillow and you grab your knife, you put it right next to his neck. Patrick is still asleep, he starts to wake up. He looks at you, his eyes are slowly opening.

When he sees the knife touching his neck, Patrick stays silent. His eyes show an expression of fear.

I Stay silent. If I kill him before he kills me I will be freePatrick's eyes are wide open now.

One single tear rolls down his cheek. You can feel the fear, it's like he is afraid of you.

After a few seconds Patrick starts to speak.

"Y/N..." He says in a trembling voice. "...don't do it. Please."There's fear and sadness in his voice. He's begging you. He's begging you not to do it.

"Y/N..please..." He says quietly.

I shake my head, no trying to contain myself from crying. "No...no...u will kill me eventually.. I.... can't let that happen, " I sob.

Patrick takes your hand and he caresses it.

"My love. Please...don't do it. I don't want to lose you. I'm sorry, my dear. I know you won't understand...but it was all a façade." He says in a soothing voice.

"My love for you is real...I've never loved anyone like I love you... you're the sweetest on the planet."

He caresses your cheek and he says "Y/N, please don't do this...I love you, please."

I let the knife fall. Patrick sees the opportunity to knock me down, and he gets on top of me, squeezing my throat. He is angry and passed off of what I was about to do.

"What the HELL was that, Y/N?" He asks while looking at you with angry eyes.

He is now on top of you. He grabs you by the hair and he pushes you against the bed.

"Was that your attempt to kill me? Don't you know I could crush you right now?" He says.

I sob and try to breathe. I cry out loud and try to push Patrick away but he is too strong ." Can't...breathe. " I manage to sayPatrick chuckles in a calm way.

"Why are you crying, my love? Do you think this is a way of making me feel sorry for you? You pathetic girl. You were trying to kill me not long ago." He says.

He then relaxes a bit and he smiles. "My love, I would never hurt you. You'll have to trust me." He says in a calm way.

"We both love each other...why would I do anything? Now, stop crying and calm down. We have a lot to do tomorrow." He says in a tender way.

He lets go of me and goes to smoke a cigarette like nothing happened. I stay alone in the bedroom and calm down my crying. I calm down and I go to the bed and wipe my tears.After a few minutes of crying you manage to calm down.

Patrick is now at the window, with another cigarette in his hands. He smokes in a calm way and he doesn't say a word.

You walk towards him and you hug him from behind.

"Patrick?" You ask him.

He doesn't turn around, he just looks at you in the mirror that's next to him."Yeah, my love" He replies.

I stay quiet and look at the dark view outside. I look again at Patrick. " Patrick....I am sorry," I say again. Patrick keeps smoking, and he seems to be in his own little world.

You stay behind him, looking at him, expecting something to happen. Your hug was ignored, as if you weren't there.

"Patrick?" you say, again.

Patrick doesn't budge. He just looks at his own reflection.

He's thinking about something, thinking about something he needs to tell you, he just can't seem to find the words.

Patrick continues smoking without saying anything.You notice that he hasn't even moved.

"Patrick, are you listening?" You ask him.

Still, he's not saying anything, he's not moving either. He's probably thinking about something.

After a couple of seconds he throws the cigarette and he looks at you with his beautiful eyes again.

"You know what, my love? It's all good. You didn't do anything wrong." He says, in a calm way.

I look at him a bit concerned. " Will u kill me? What are u thinking? Patrick, I said I am sorry," Patrick sighs. "Y/N...relax, my love. I'm not mad at you, and it's no big deal. I'm not going to kill you. I love you." He says.

"No matter what the thoughts I have are, I'm not going to hurt you. Okay, my love? Now, come in bed with me." He says, in a sweet tone.

I open my arms for him to hold me up but he just walks past me and goes to the bed with a serious face again. Patrick doesn't notice your request.

He's laying on the bed, he looks angry or disappointed. You can't tell at first.

You sit on the bed, right next to him.

"My love..." You try to say.

He puts his hand on your face and pushes you aside.

"Stop. Just stop talking." He says in a serious tone.( he can change moods very quick)

I stay quiet and still. I slowly go next to him and sit on the bed. I stay quiet and put my hand on his hand .

" Patrick, u still seem mad," I say calmly, but I only receive a glare from him

" Shut that mouth, or I will," he says again more loudly and clearly. I stay quiet

He gets up from the bed and looks at you" Lay down, sleep, do whatever I don't care" he says and you look at him confused

" Patrick, wait, where are you going? I ask a bit scared, having the fear of losing him

He looks at me with a serious face before smiling. " I am going to buy flowers for you, sweetheart." Patrick says and leaves the bedroom leaving you in tour thoughts.

He goes outside. He needs to calm down his anger, so he goes to play a visit to his next victim .

( after he returned home, he bought u flowers. His hands had a little bit of blood, though 😚)

#patrick bateman x you #patrick bateman x female reader #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman #american psycho #christian bale #christian bale x reader

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luvriablack · 9 months

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I CANT ANYMOREEE😭 JUST LOOK AT HIM AHAHSJJSHS

#Patrick Bateman #bruce wayne #Christian bale #batman #Christian bale shirtless #foryourpage #American psycho #batman begins #photos

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luvriablack · 9 months

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I can't resist you

(I can't resist u)

Pov: U and Patrick have an argument but it seems that u both love each other no matter what u two say...

Warnings: cursing? Mentions of killing. Enjoy 😉

It was a day that I and Patrick were arguing. It was morning and we were in the kitchen. " U are a psycho nothing else! U don't even care about me. I am trying to be nice to you and all u do is humiliate me !" I say

Patrick looks at you with a cold expression.

"You dare to insult me?" He says, raising his voice. "Who is talking? The pathetic girl that does nothing except cook and clean for me?" He asks.

"You know what you are to me? Nothing more than a plaything, and the fact that you keep trying to be friends with me disgusts me. Stop trying so hard. I'm going to work." He says and he starts to walk out of the kitchen.

His words hurt me a lot " fuck u" I simply say and go to our room to pack my things

Patrick hears you and he stops. He has a hard time processing your words.

Did you really say that to him? He looks surprised. He then smiles "Oh, come on, my love. You said a bad word, but we can't just break up over that." He says.

"Look, I'm sorry for anything I said. I didn't mean it. It's just that...it's hard for me to be with one person for a long time." He says and he approaches you and takes you by the shoulders.

I freaked out. Was he cheating on me or something? Why would he say that? Maybe he was just angry at that moment I think "WHAT DO U MEAN BY THAT? IF U DONT WANT TO BE WITH ME JUST SAY IT" I yell at him

Patrick looks at you again, he's not smiling this time.

"Oh right, I guess I have to tell you." He says and he sighs. He takes your hands in his.

"Yeah, you're right. I can't be with one person forever. But what if I told you that I'm trying to change? I want to be a better man for you. I want to be someone you deserve." He says.

I glare at him" I saw a notebook of yours. U wrote " I wanna have sex with her and maybe I could just kill her with me inside her" " I say and continue glaring" Are u trying to kill me?"

He was disgusting. I can't believe I was in love with a killer

Patrick stares at you in a surprised way.

The notebook was never supposed to be found, it was supposed to be a hidden part of his deepest thoughts.

"No, my love. I'm not trying to kill you." He says.

"Oh, who am I kidding." He says and he shakes his head. "I don't know what to say, okay? Yes, I wrote it. Yes, those words are my deepest thoughts." He says and he puts his hand on his head. I glare at him" Thoughts or plans???" I ask

Patrick is silent for a few seconds and then he sighs.

"No, they aren't just thoughts." He says. "These thoughts are just a part of me."

He looks away for a moment and then he glances at you again.

"I...I can't help it...but sometimes I have fantasies...fantasies of killing the people I love." He says.

Patrick pauses, he strangely stares at you, he's smiling but there's something else in his eyes. "Do you understand, my love?" He asks." I am your girlfriend!!" I slap his face

Patrick doesn't respond to your slap, he just grabs you by the arm, he gently puts his hand on your face and he caresses your cheek.

"Yes, you're my girlfriend. And I would never want to hurt your precious face. I've been trying to push those thoughts of mine away for months, my love. But they're always there."

"I've always wanted to be the person you deserve...I've tried, my dear. But I just can't change." Patrick says, in a solemn way.

" U want to kill me!" I gasp while saying it

Patrick sighs. "In all honesty, I had thoughts about it. But they're just thoughts. Why would I want to kill the girl I love? You're everything to me, my dear."

He looks you in the eyes in a tender way.

"My love, I promise you that you're completely safe with me. I only had thoughts, like everyone does. I swear, my love. I'll never, ever hurt you. I can't hurt you. You're my world." He says, in a loving way.

Timeskip: You ended up calming down but at night u wouldn't want to sleep with him

"Let's stop talking about killing. I love you and I know you love me, my dear." He says and he caresses your face again. "Can we just forget this for tonight or the conversation we'll just end up fighting?" He asks.

Patrick says as he cames back from the bathroom that he was in before

" fine but...I won't sleep with u. I will be on the couch sleeping. So I can know that u won't hurt me" I say

Patrick chuckles.

"I love how innocent you are, my dear. Come on, my love. Don't you trust me enough to sleep in the same bed?" He asks.

"What if I promise to not hurt you? What if I promise to not even make a move on you tonight? Will you come to bed with me?" He asks, in a sweet way.

I can't resist him so I eventually agree

Patrick smiles.

"You're such a good girl, my love. Thank you for your trust." He takes your hand and he starts to walk towards his room.

"I'll make you breakfast tomorrow, okay?" He says, in a loving voice.

I sigh" okay but...don't touch me!" I take my hand away from his

Patrick's face shows a disappointed expression.

He takes a deep breath and he walks towards his bedroom. He opens the door and he walks inside.

You follow and you enter what seems to be a luxurious bedroom. A huge bed with silk covers, a huge dresser with suits, ties and cologne. A giant mirror in the back and two lamps on the tables. There are two windows that show a nice view of the city.

Patrick waits at the side of the bed. "Are you coming to bed, my love?" He asks.

Patrick takes off his suit and puts it in the huge dresser.

His body is completely muscular, there isn't an ounce of fat on his body. He's tall, and his six pack is perfectly sculpted due to his consistent exercise routine. He is the epitome of perfection.

He walks towards you, his feet making no sounds as he is only wearing his underwear.

He lays next to you in the bed. "Are you comfortable, my love?" He asks you.

I nod and turn my back on him as I close my eyes

Patrick stares at you for a few seconds.

From your back you look so delicate. He wants to touch you.

But, you told him not to. So he respects your wishes. However, he can't just stay there. So Patrick grabs your waist and he moves you a little towards him.His body is touching yours, and there's nothing you can do to prevent that.

I don't take his hand away. He is warm. I hold his hand and go closer to him

Patrick smiles and he caresses your hair.

"Don't worry, my love. I won't bite." He says, in a playful way.

He starts to kiss your neck. At first, it's sweet and tender, yet, he keeps going until he reaches your ear and he bites it with his teeth. He then lets go of your waist and with your hair in his hand, he kisses you softly. It's an entirely different feeling than before, this kiss felt real. It felt like Patrick loves you.

I close my eyes. Everything is going according to plan I say to myself and sleep

Do u want a part 2?

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luvriablack · 9 months

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Restaurant night

Pov: Patrick takes u to a restaurant to meet his friends but it seems that a jacuzzi there is more important than them. Will Patrick join u as well?

Warning ⚠️ : None .just enjoy 😆

It's ’s been now 2 months since I and Patrick became a couple and I now live in Patrick's apartment. He is a bit strict, jealous yet sweet. We are currently in a fancy restaurant with him and his friends. His friends are just so annoying, talking about chicks they met and everything. " How many chicks u saw in Paris?" One of his friends and Patrick and I look at him to see his answer

"Only one" Patrick replies and he looks at his friends with a smug look on his face. His friends are shocked by his honesty.

"Did you find her cute?" Another friend asks and Patrick just shrugs his shoulders. "She was okay I guess." He replies with the perfect mixture of arrogance and coldness in his tone.

"No way, you didn't have success in Paris? But you're so hot dude" One of his friends asks with a big smile on his face "All the girls would drop their panties for you bro."

I glare at Patrick and roll my eyes. I was wearing a beautiful black dress that he bought it for me

Patrick looks at you, he smiles. But then he starts thinking to himself. *Do I not want people to be jealous that I have the most beautiful girl in town? Do I not want them to respect me?*

He looks at you again. "Stop glaring at me." He says in a calm but firm tone.

He looks at his friends and gives them a smug smile. "Oh she hates when I look at other girls, she's mine, you couldn't have her even if you wanted."

I sigh and eat a potato from my plate

Patrick continues to look at you with a smug face. His friends look at you too and one of them raises his cup to toast.

"To Patrick's girlfriend!" His friend says and they toast and then another friend of his says "I wish I had a girlfriend like her, but I have to settle for a girl with big tits, at least I got to touch them."

They laugh and Patrick smiles, in some way, he's enjoying this.

" oh u are just jealous of Patrick because I have what u want but only he gets to touch " I reply and eat my food

"Oh shut up love." Patrick replies.

One of his friends chuckles and he says "Well, it's not just your looks but your personality...you're just so...sweet, we want more details on you."

Everyone smiles at you and Patrick smiles with them. In a way he likes it when his friends talk about you, he feels like you're the trophy he conquered, the perfect woman he owns.

I sigh " the food is the only delicious thing here" I say

Your comment is not appreciated by Patrick. "Stop being so rude to my friends." He hisses in your ear.

That's one thing you're learning about Patrick, if he wants to, he can switch very quickly from that sweet and lovey-dovey guy to that cold-minded and controlling one.

He smiles at you again and he kisses your neck. He tries to smooth things out but you can see the anger in his eyes.

I whisper " I want to go home "

"Stop that, be sweet like you're used to." Patrick replies and he tightens his grip around your waist.

As he does that, he caresses your waist and gently bites your neck. He takes your chin and makes you look at him, "I bought you this beautiful dress, I treated you all the time, I am doing so much for you, and in return, you give me back this behavior? Stop embarrassing me in front of my friends." He whispers in your ear.

I glare at him" then I want another meal. I want to eat a salad " I say

He smiles at you and he kisses you on the forehead. "Of course princess." He replies and he calls over the waiter.

After a while, the dishes arrive: a salad, a steak and a glass of wine.

Patrick makes sure you have everything. One of the reasons he likes to take you to these places is that he wants to show his friends that he can pay for his girl's dinner and that he can treat her nicely.

I kiss Patrick's cheek" thanks " I say and eat my salad

It's not like Patrick is eating a lot of food, he's mainly sipping on his glass of wine, but he's watching you, he loves how you chew your salad and the way you eat.

The others continue talking but Patrick can't take his eyes off of you. In the past, he didn't see women this way, he looked at them and he thought that those little b\*tches could suck his c\*ck. But now, it's different. With you it's different.

" babe...what are thinking?" I ask him when I see him zoned out

"What? Sorry, I was in my thoughts" Patrick replies and he smiles at you, maybe a little bit too sweetly.

"You know I get to zone out like this a lot? Whenever I'm thinking of you, I get like this. " He says and he kisses you on the forehead.

"And don't ever call me babe in front of my friends. You can call me Patrick, but only you and I get to call each other that." He whispers to you, he looks at your neck for half a second, like he's going to bite you.

" I am sorry Patrick " I whisper " want to taste this salad? It's amazing " I say

"Yes, I want to try your salad." Patrick replies in a sweet and flirtatious manner.

He takes a bite and he looks at you. "Wow love, you're right this salad is delicious." He says with a smile.

"Is it more delicious than me?" He asks and his friends chuckle.

I get red" stop Patrick " I say and eat my salad

Patrick laughs with his friends and he takes your chin in his hands.

"Aww love, don't be so uptight, I only made a joke." He caresses your hair and he kisses your cheek.

"Look how beautiful you are when you blush." He whispers in your ear.

You're surprised but you know that he's being honest in that moment.

I look away " patty..stop" I say with a smile as I look at my salad

Patrick continues to caress your hair and he leans on you. "Why should I stop? I want to touch your hair, I love seeing that little blush on your sexy face. It makes you look even cuter." He replies with a smile.

"It's hard for me not to be sweet with you, especially when you look at me like that." He says while looking at your lips.

I smile and in the restaurant I see a small jacuzzi . I smile" Um..I wanna have a bath" I say and get up from my chair and head through the public jacuzzi. I take off all my clothes and I get in happy. I smile at Patrick

Patrick is speechless when he sees you get up and head towards the Jacuzzi. He smiles when you do, because he knows that you are his.

He also starts getting out of the table to head towards you. "Baby-" He says but then he stops talking when he sees one of his friends looking at you (and your body!) with so much lust in his eyes.

He goes silent when he realizes that if that other guy knew that you're together, he would probably be so jealous.

I was still on the jacuzzi " I wanna stay here for a while " I tell him and put my head in the water giggling

He smiles but then he hears his friends talking amongst themselves. "God, is that Patrick's girl? She's so hot, I would love to do things to her." "Oh yeah dude, I definitely agree with you on that one." "But she's his girl, she's not available..." says another one of his friends.

After he hears this, Patrick tries to not seem so irritated, instead he smiles at you and says "enjoy your soak love."

A waiter approaches Patrick " Sir your little friend there is in the jacuzzi and she doesn't have a swimsuit " he says and then he adds" And the jacuzzi is for decoration " he tells Patrick.

Patrick takes out some money from his bag and he gives it to the waiter, he smiles and says "this is for you, but also...the restaurant belongs to me now. I'm changing the rules about the jacuzzi. You're done here, go find a different job."

Patrick looks at the waiter with so much arrogance that he has no choice but to leave.

Patrick then returns his attention to you, and he smiles. "Don't worry baby, just enjoy your bath." He says with a smug face.

I smile at Patrick " join me !" I yell for him and giggled

Patrick grins and he goes over to the Jacuzzi. He climbs into it and then he looks straight at you. "Are you sure honey? I don't think this place is made for two people." He says as the water goes up his body.

He starts to touch your back gently. "Or did you just want me here to...do something else?" He says with a grin...

To be continued( only if it gets likes🤭)

#patrick bateman #american psycho #christian bale #patrick bateman x reader #batman #patrick bateman x female reader #oneshot #no warning #batman spoilers #patrick bateman x you #foryou #christian bale x reader

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