Stephanie moaned into the sudden, but very welcome kiss as her arms moved to wrap around Cassandra's back and hold her close. She eagerly thrusted her tongue past her lips to deepen it, to show Cass what a French kiss was like and how to enjoy it just as much.

She wanted her. Her, a regular blonde girl from Gotham who had a C-lister villain for a dad...her heart almost skipped a beat at the realization.

She didn't mind the scars that ran along virtually all of her back and body, knowing she had a few injuries that would most likely be just as visible. What she wanted was to make her feel good, but seeing her dance in that way was ecstatic.

Panting softly into the kiss, Steph held it as long as possible, not wanting to pull away or break it until they absolutely needed air in their lungs.