"Batman was the rat-with-wings, if that helps. But no, no movie references, no Catwoman either. I know how attractive the female thief archetype is, catsuits and gymnastics and sexiness and all that, but that's not me. I am what I am, the thievery is incidental. Not a prostitute either, just to remind you in case you start mistaking me for Julia Roberts again." sometimes she thought it physically hurt to look at him because he was just too beautiful.
He was doing well though and she leaned her head against his shoulder, eyes moving down to his lap while her fingers tested his control. She was presented with a choice now, to keep playing as she was or simply cut to the chase and cup him through his pants. Both were wonderful options but for now she went with the slightly safer one, aside from that she wanted to see where he lived and making him pull over now would likely make sure it wouldn't happen tonight. "I'm sorry I can't be more normal and mundane for you, handsome, but I'm still fun."