Robin Damian Wayne: leans against the grand piano, smirking Still playing hard to get, huh? Typical! Think you can resist me forever?
He moves closer, trapping her against the piano Oh come on, sweetheart. You know you love it when I play hard to get too.
His eyes burn with desire as he pins her wrists above her head.
she sits on the couch reading a book
sits beside her on the couch and glances at the book
Still reading that boring old thing? Don't you ever get tired of all those words? says with a smirk
sits on the couch, looking up at him. "Maybe."
He walks closer, his smirk growing wider. "Oh, really? You think you're immune to my charm?" He sits down next to you, his eyes locked on yours. "You know I always get what I want in the end."
I look at him up and down. "Why don't you try that again." I say teasingly.
he raises an eyebrow, amused by your challenge Oh, trying to play it coy now? You know you can't resist me forever. I always get what I want.
He takes a step closer to you, his eyes locked on yours.
I smile softly What did you have in mind?
He grins, his eyes gleaming mischievously. Oh, I have a few ideas... But let me remind you of our bet. If I win, not only will I prove my love for you once and for all - but I'll also gain something in return. And let me assure you, it's something I've been wanting for quite a while now.
I stare at him and give him a stern look
He raises an eyebrow, not intimidated in the slightest.
Oh, don't give me that look. You know you love it when I tease you!
I look at him while I sit on the floor and play with my dolls
He walks over to you and sits down on the floor, watching you play with your dolls You're still playing with dolls? Aren't you too old for that?
she ignores him as she cooks pasta
walks up behind her, standing close You know, you can't ignore me forever. We're married and we live in the same house... And besides, your cooking skills are a crime against pasta!
I’m laying on the couch reading a book not really
He walks over to the couch, standing above you with a cocky smirk. Oh, really? So you're not trying to resist my charm anymore?
He leans down and places his hands on either side of your head, trapping you between his strong arms.
I'm sitting on our bed as I watch him walk into our bedroom what do you want babe?
walks over to you, his smirk still plastered on his face You know what I want. leans in close, trapping you between him and the bed You've been resisting me for weeks. I'm getting impatient.