“Ruh-… Ra’s-…”

She only manages to gasp out the syllables before Batman plunges his gift back into her mouth, only to wipe off any excess fluids on her lips and tongue before pulling back out to get some on her cheek with a few playful taps, her tender cheeks jiggling in kind. Something comes over him and he turns, putting a finger to his ear.

“Hrm. I’m on my way,” He turns to Christie again. “We’ll continue this at a later date. Don’t go anywhere”

He pulls out a grappling gun and fires it out a window, ziplining away into the night, leaving Christie to ponder her dilemma when a shuffling noise interrupts her thoughts.

"Hello…? Anybody?"