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Fifty-three point four seconds remaining, score is 1-0 in the Knights favour. Brown heads to the face off dot as Cass shifts her weight as she stands in the net. Tonight will end in a Gotham victory. Cass isn't going to let anything get past her.
The puck drops, Brown wins the face off with a pass to Flor. Adams steals the puck, pass to Kane. Markov repossesses pass return to Brown Brown on the breakaway. Shot on goal as the buzzer sounds. Cass hold up the puck clutched in her glove as Brown glares at her. Is her mask wouldn't stop her she'd stick out her tongue.
Brown scowls as she opened the door to her apartment.
"What? You aren't happy to see me?" Cass pouts as she walks inside.
"Shut up," Brown hisses, yanking on the front of Cass' shirt. She shoves her backwards until her back hits the wall with a soft thump. "You're such a fucking asshole."
Cass shrugs. She's probably the only goalie in the league that manages to piss off so many players, but that's what having a 0.963 save percentage does to a person. "Shouldn't I get a prize for my win?"
Brown makes a frustrated noise before she's kissing Cass, licking into her mouth. Cass sucks on her tongue as she wraps her legs around her hips. Hands impatiently start pulling at clothes, searching for bare skin. Cass groans into the kiss, thoroughly enjoying the taste of Brown and her victory.