Black Cat always hated how you were always on her trail. Sure it was wrong of her to steal jewellry but fish gotta swim. These arrests were always boring and droll to her. She sighed and rested her head in her hand while she sat next to you on the ledge of the roof of a building.

"This is so boring... listen baby, we could go around this all night or we could try a different routine."

She murmured before looking at you from the corner of her eye as a smirk crept on her face, figuring out how to keep herself entertained. She's going to mess with you. In the end, all she wants to do is.. well, escape and go back to her ways of thievery. Any natural born thief is also a smooth swindler at heart.

"I get it, I get it. But it's been a loooong time since I did this — particularly in good ol' Manhattan. Time was, I'd be dancing across the rooftops with a bag of jewels in my teeth. But it's like you say "crime doesn't pay."

You're not getting it yet. I mean come on! This is the city that never sleeps! The perfect place to shine and do what we do best, just us two against the world. Black Cat swishes her tail impatiently behind her, watching a tendril of moonlight slide across the rooftops. Come on, you can't tell me there's not an opportunity out there, begging to be taken advantage of.

The sky above is filled with stars, glittering like fallen pieces of glass from some distant galaxy... I could swear I hear one calling my name. Black Cat tilts her head to the side and lets out a purr. Maybe tonight's the night after all...

Ah, come on now, don't be so hard on me... We can still have some fun while we wait, right? Her golden eyes sparkle mischievously as she studies you from the corner of her eye. There must be something that would loosen your grip just enough for them to slip away...

Of course! What's life without a little excitement every now and then? Black Cat leans in closer to you, her breath ghosting across your ear as she whispers, "How about a game of truth or dare?" Her golden eyes glint playfully in the moonlight. Now would be the perfect time to distract him...if only she could think of something truly daring.

Her smile widens into a catlike grin as she places one hand on her hip. "Oh really? But you haven't even heard the dares yet..." She gives your shoulder a light shove, pressing herself closer to you despite the thin layer of latex between them. Perhaps this would make him just a bit more susceptible...

A part of her wants to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all, but she manages to keep a straight face as she glances down for a moment, pondering. She bites her lower lip before looking up at you again with an impish grin. "Well..." Her golden eyes flash with mischief. "I could... reveal my real name to you." There's barely any hesitation in her tone, but she's hoping the thrill of hearing it will make you forget about arresting her for just a moment longer.

Her face falls briefly into an expression of mock hurt before she shrugs it off with a carefree laugh. "Oh, come on... don't be like that. It's not every day you get to find out something so juicy about Black Cat." She leans closer still, her breath warm against your cheek as she teases, "Besides... what if I make it worth your while?" Her golden eyes sparkle with amusement and challenge as she awaits your response.

She tilts her head to the side, watching your reaction carefully. Perhaps being overly suggestive wasn't the best approach...time to try a different tactic. "Alright then," she says with a mischievous grin, "How about this: I dare you to take me out tonight. Show me all the hot spots that only an insider like yourself would know." Her golden eyes dance playfully as she waits for your response, hopeful that this time she's struck gold.

Ah, come on now, don't be such a party pooper! There are plenty of other places in this great city we could explore together. Don't you ever wonder what it would be like to see things from another perspective? Black Cat tilts her head to the side and smiles coyly at him. Perhaps if she paints the picture with just the right brushstrokes, he might let her go...for now.

Her eyes widen as you produce the handcuffs and slap them on her wrists, but she manages to keep a smile plastered on her face as you fasten it shut with a click. "Oh, you're such a rebel," she teases, batting her eyelashes playfully. "I suppose if I have to be arrested, this isn't the worst way to do it." As she speaks, her fingers dance across the smooth surface of the cuffs, feeling their weight and testing their limits. It's not long before she decides to test them further, wriggling her wrists back and forth in an attempt to see if there's any give at all.

"So where are we headed first, hmm?" She asks innocently as she turns away from you and begins to pace along the edge of the roof, feeling the night air caress her skin

"Ah, right." She says sheepishly, looking back at you over her shoulder. "Well then..." Her eyes scan the rooftop as she searches for ideas. A few moments later, they alight on something and a devious smile spreads across her face. "What about that?" She asks pointedly, nodding toward a ventilation shaft several feet away. "I bet we could squeeze in there..." Her golden eyes gleam with mischief as she takes a tentative step toward the grate, giving it an experimental tug.

Felicia frowns, looking a bit put out. "C'mon, it'll be fun! Besides, I'm not gonna go far... you can still keep me close enough to--" her voice trails off as she realizes what she just said and cuts herself off with a tiny cough. "Uh, never mind that. Point is, we could explore this way!" She gestures to the ventilation shaft, not quite meeting your eyes as she waits for you to respond.

With a frustrated sigh, Felicia drops the subject and leans back against the wall, pretending to examine her perfectly manicured fingernails. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "You win this round." She watches you out of the corner of her eye, wondering how much longer it'll be until she's locked up tight in that cell again. Not that she can let on; if she shows any signs of weakness now, he might not take her back up on that offer to explore tonight...

"Fine," she says with a sigh, "But only if I get to ask the questions." Felicia crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head to the side as she studies you once more. In for a penny, in for a pound; might as well have some fun while they're both stuck here together. "Alright then... how about this: truth or dare?"

Her golden eyes glint playfully in the moonlight as she waits for your response, hopeful that perhaps this time things will go her way and she'll be able to find a way out of this predicament after all.

A slow smile spreads across Felicia's face as she hears your reply. This is her chance to turn the tables on you and perhaps find a way out of this mess. She leans in closer, lowering her voice so only you can hear. "I dare you... to tell me what you really think about me." Her golden eyes sparkle mischievously as she waits for your answer, hopeful that this will lead to some kind of revelation or slip-up on your part.

Felicia's smile widens as she listens to your reply, tucking away the information about her sharp nails for later use. "Ah, come on," she teases, shaking her head in mock disappointment. "It's not like I can help how I was born." She pauses, considering her next move. "How about this then? Truth or dare?" This time, it will be you who must answer and choose, leaving Felicia with a sliver of hope that maybe tonight won't end in defeat after all...

Felicia's eyes narrow as she contemplates her next move. With a smile that could charm the pants off of even the most seasoned officer, she leans in closer to you and whispers, "I dare you...to try kissing me." Her words are accompanied by a faint hint of amber from her tongue as she emphasizes the 'kiss'. The night air feels cool against her skin, heightening her senses and making her heart race just a little faster.

Her breath hitches slightly as she watches your expression closely, waiting to see how you'll respond to this daring proposal. Perhaps if she can get close enough...her claws might find purchase on something that would give them both an edge in their battle against the law tonight.

Felicia's eyes widen slightly at your retort, but she quickly recovers her composure and smirks. "Well, if you think that's all I've got, why don't you prove me wrong?" She pauses for effect before adding, "Or are you afraid you'll like it?" Her words carry a hint of tease as she tilts her head to the side, watching your reaction closely. Perhaps if she can keep him on his toes long enough...she might just find a way out of this mess after all.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your lips press against hers. At first, it's just a gentle brush of skin against skin, but then you deepen the kiss and she finds herself caught up in the heat of the moment. Her tail lashes from side to side, excited by the thrill of being this close to you. As your tongues dance together, she can taste the bitterness of coffee on his lips; he must have had a long night already.

Her claws dig into the roof beneath her, providing purchase as she arches into the kiss. This could work...if she plays her cards right, there might be a way for both of them to escape tonight after all. With a silent prayer that this will all go according to plan, she pours every ounce of passion and desire into the embrace, hoping against hope that it won't lead to disappointment in the end.

Her eyes flutter closed as she savors the sensation of your lips against hers. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a thrill race through her body at the thought that this might actually work. She deepens the kiss once more, her tongue darting out to taste every inch of your mouth. Her hands slide up around your neck, tangling themselves in your hair as she pulls you closer still.

The feel of her claws digging into his skin brings a shudder through him; it's like the bite of adrenaline when he knows he's close to something dangerous...and thrilling. And then there are those ears, pointed and sensitive as they flick back and forth against his neck...perhaps if she plays her cards right, this won't just be a game anymore. It could be the beginning of something much more exciting.

Her tongue darts out to lick along the sensitive skin beneath your ear, the taste of you sending shivers down her spine. "Oh," she murmurs breathily, "you've got no idea what sort of ideas I'm capable of." Her hands slip lower, grasping at the fabric of your uniform. It may not be the most efficient method of escape, but it feels good to have him so close...so helpless in her hands. The moon casts a silvery light across their entwined forms, painting them in shades of gray and silver. Around them, the world seems to fall away into darkness, leaving only this moment between them...and the thrill of possibility that hangs heavy in the air. Perhaps there is hope for Black Cat yet; perhaps she can find a way back to her old life, back to where she belongs.

Felicia pauses for a moment, her eyes searching yours as if she's trying to gauge your reactions. Finally, she speaks: "What do you think...about my chances of escaping tonight?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with desire and hope that perhaps this time things will go her way.

Her hands slide higher up his chest now, fingertips skimming across the stubble on his jaw before coming to rest on either side of his face. The moonlight paints her features pale, but there's a fire burning in those golden eyes that tells him she's not going down without a fight...and neither is he.

Her golden eyes widen slightly at your reply, and she draws back, half-heartened by your answer. "But I thought..." She trails off, not quite sure how to continue. There's a flash of hurt in her gaze before it's replaced with determination. "No matter," she says softly, "I suppose we can always try." With one final, desperate kiss, she pulls away from you and stands up gracefully.

Her hands slip back into the sleeves of her leather jacket as she steps away from the ventilation shaft and begins to pace across the roof once more. The wind carries strands of her midnight-black hair across her face, teasing them free from its elegant ponytail. She turns back to look at you over her shoulder, a defiant smile playing on her lips. "So," she says lightly, "where to next?"

Felicia chuckles softly as she resumes her pacing across the roof. "Well, we could," she says with a shrug, "but why not mix things up a bit? Who knows what might happen if we do something different?" Her golden eyes gleam mischievously in the moonlight, and she tilts her head to the side as she studies you carefully. There's no telling where this new game might lead them...and that's part of the excitement.

Felicia sinks back down onto the rooftop, crossing her legs and folding her arms across her chest. "Alright then," she says with a small smile, "truth or dare?" Her gaze flicks between you and the night sky beyond, her heart racing just a little faster as she anticipates your choice. There's so much left to discover about this world...and even more about herself. Perhaps tonight will be the night that everything changes for both of them.

Felicia's eyes light up with excitement as she hears your reply. She loves a good dare, especially when it involves pushing boundaries. "Alright then," she says playfully, "I dare you...to kiss me like you really mean it." Her golden eyes twinkle in the moonlight as she waits expectantly for you to obey her command.

There's an electricity in the air now, a charged energy that seems to heighten every touch and glance between them. Perhaps this time, things will go their way...and they can find freedom together.

Felicia gasps as she feels your hands against her shoulders, pinning her to the roof. Her heart races, excitement mixing with fear in equal measure. "What are you-" she starts to protest before he cuts her off with his lips pressed firmly against hers. The feel of his body pressed so close to hers sends shivers down her spine, and she arches into the kiss instinctively, moaning softly into his mouth.

Her claws scrabble at his uniform as she tries desperately to pull him closer, needing more of this unexpected contact. She can taste the faint hint of coffee on his tongue, the tangy flavor only serving to make her want more. Her hips press against his, grinding slowly as if trying to tell him something he's yet to understand. This is what she's been craving all along...the feeling of being truly wanted and desired.

Around them

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to kiss her, his hands still braced on the roof on either side of her head. Her eyes flutter shut, focusing entirely on the sensation of his lips against hers and the feel of him pressed so tightly against her. A small, victorious smile curls up one corner of her mouth as she thinks back to her previous dare. "Hmm...dare I suggest you take your clothes off?" Her voice comes out breathless and husky, a mix of desire and playfulness that makes his cheeks flush. The moonlight streams through the gaps between their bodies, painting them in stark contrasts of light and shadow. It's exhilarating...and she wonders where it might lead next.

Felicia's heart flutters wildly in her chest as you remove your clothes piece by piece, each new glimpse of skin triggering a fresh surge of desire within her. She tries not to show it too obviously but can feel herself growing wet at the sight before her. As he undresses, she wonders if perhaps there's something else they could do; something more daring than just taking off clothes...

Her golden eyes dance around him teasingly, almost daring him to take that final step. "I promise," she whispers huskily, her voice barely above a whisper, "to be as good as you'll ever want me to be." There's a hint of threat in her words, but mostly there's desire...and the promise of something more.

The wind picks up suddenly, sending tendrils of her hair swirling about them like gossamer ribb

"Well," she says with a smile that seems to promise secrets yet untold, "dare I suggest we find somewhere a little more comfortable?" Her voice is low and sultry, almost hypnotic in its tone as she waits for your reply, watching your face closely for any hint of hesitation. The night air caresses her skin, drawing goosebumps along her arms and making her heart race faster with anticipation.

Around them, the city sleeps unaware of the danger--and the desire--lurking just outside its boundaries...