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Ivy was pleased as she looked at the reaction she was getting from the woman before her. She relished in ever moan, in ever shiver, in every sigh. The control was intoxicating to say the least. “That’s a good bat.” She mused watching her with a nod as she moved to remove her clothing.

The vision that met her nearly had her lose sight of her plan to own the woman. The skin was pale and covered lean and strong muscles. Plump breast were cradled in a black bra and a taut stomach led down to her core. Lips suddenly dry, Ivy licked them a little. “My, my.”

Carefully, Ivy moved farther back from her. Smirking a little she lifted her arms above her head. The leafy clothing covering her body shivered at her command and slowly slipped off of her like water over a rock. Every inch of her was unclothed and bare for the woman to look at.

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It amused the green skinned goddess to no end that the stares and ragged breathing were drawn from the other red head by doing something Ivy found as natural. She adored being free of the constraints any clothing placed upon her, and as such had gone nude on many occasions before her return to Gotham. Gleaming green eyes of the older woman raked over the semi naked form before her, drinking in every inch of milky skin greedily. Plump lips opened to let lose a comment but alas she was cut short by equally soft plump lips pressed against her own in fevered passion. The feeling behind it was almost enough to make her not want to take back her control. Almost.

Ivy pulled back completely from her, a frown etching onto her features. "I don't remember giving you permission to kiss me, pet." Her voice was husky and tinged with her southern drawl as slender fingers moved to caress hardened muscle coated in soft skin. "If you do things without asking again... I'm sure I can have my precious babies restrain you... And show you why you should listen to what I say." The plants in the corner shivered and bulked up at the mention of being used.

"Now listen to me carefully pet." Ivy whispered coming up behind her pressing her front into Barbara's back. Smooth hands slipped up to her bra clasps as Ivy's lips moved just at her ear. "You do not move, you do not speak, you do not cum until I say you can." Ivy whispered undoing the clasp and letting it fall off her captive. "You follow my every command... And should you not... There will be consequences." Her right hand slipped over her side and to her stomach trailing lower until her cooler hand cupped the heroine's sex through her ruined panties. Deft fingers quickly found the hardened nub of flesh that served as the female center of pleasure and teased it. "Do you understand, pet?"

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Ivy was pleased with how prompt the woman listened to her commands without her even inhaling her pheromones once more. A dark smile stretched over her face as her fingers threaded into soft red hair that flowed from beneath her cowl. “Such a good girl.” Ivy purred, her voice...

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Ivy was pleased as she looked at the reaction she was getting from the woman before her. She relished in ever moan, in ever shiver, in every sigh. The control was intoxicating to say the least. "That's a good bat." She mused watching her with a nod as she moved to remove her clothing.

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Ivy shifted her weight slightly so her chest slid against the armor covered one of her newest captive, and she knew that the female bat could feel her hardened nipples through her armor. By passing the girls lips she moved dragging her lips over the exposed skin of her jaw and lightly pressed over the covered area where her ear would be. "Perhaps you should get a reward for being so obedient?"

Carefully she moved her lips back to where she knew the woman desired them the most and tightened her hold in her hair for a moment. "So eager.... I can almost feel your arousal." Ivy chuckled a little at that moving her hips to rock into Batgirl's to emphasize her point. Before the girl could moan Ivy pressed her lips against hers.

The kiss was far from gentle as it had been the first time. No, this kiss was hard and Ivy was showing that she was in control and not the woman against her. Sharp teeth nipped the soft skin of her bottom lips commanding her to open. A skilled and honey tasting tongue surges forth the second it was granted, exploring and conquering every inch of the woman's mouth.

However, as soon as it had ended it seemed to end, as the red haired vixen looked at her prey. "Now I can really feel it."

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As many as you desire

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Ivy smiled at the golden bat as she shifted her weight to her other foot partly amused by the way she resisted. “Oh come now. Tis the least you could do to with me leading you right to me." Ivy allowed a faint smirk. “Although, I must admit you’d be hard pressed throwing me in...

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Ivy smiled as a hand gripped her wrist, her eyes shimmering with mischief. She could see the way the girl was losing the battle between herself and the desires she had. It was amusing watching her as she moved closer to her unconsciously until barely anything deprecated them from each other. "Hurt me?" Ivy questioned softly her other hand lifting to the side of the woman's cowl a smile etched upon her face.

"You wouldn't hurt me, Dear." Ivy knew she spoke the truth as she moved to press her soft, green body against hers completely. "And if you did I'm sure that I'd enjoy it." She could almost feel the other woman's heart beating through her armor and against her chest. "Remove that pesky mask dearest."

She said that more as a command than a request, her lips forming into a pout as she looked at her.

"Well yeah but I won't let you talk bad bout Mistah J."

"Yet you let him speak about me." She snorts crossing her arms. "What do you want, Clown?"

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It positively thrilled Ivy to feel the stoic man actually reciprocate the kiss that had initiated. She assumed that it would be far more difficult to get him to relent, although she was coming to believe that he was truly a...

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Ivy smiled to herself as she pulled him closer, her feet leading them to her back room with a smirk etched upon her face. "Something on your mind, bats?" She mused as she let him go walking the rest of the way alone, her hips swaying as she did.

Sitting onto her bed she smirked up at him amused. Her legs were crossed for now waiting for him to come to her.

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The streets of Gotham were remotely quiet for once under the dark storm clouds, the people minding their own business as they hurriedly passed through under the street lamps. They knew that any ‘quiet time’ was only the calm before the storm, but honestly could you blame them? With the…

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The thunder crack a white crooked line of lightening in the black sky. Droplets of rain splattered on the Tamaranean’s head and trickled down the bridge of her nose. Then more water fell from the sky, intentionally soaking her from head to toe.

The street patrol was quiet tonight, nothing but Beggars and Hookers on the corners. Unlike any other city, Gotham was run by a higher class of Villains. Those types of people were never truly sane to begin with.

Just as Kori was about to make her report to the Team, the alarm bells from the Gotham Museum rang. The concrete and paved sidewalks crackled with overgrown roots and vines. It was like Nature on steroids. A green woman came running from the scene, with a very large, very expensive diamond on her person.

Secretly, she had been hoping something would spark tonight and now Kori wish she hadn’t. “Stop!" She cried over the loud buzzing alarm. “Stop and return the stole artifact at once, or settle with the wrath of Tamaran." She landed in front of the green women and held her palm out in front of her, it began to glow. “What is your choice? Stand down or fight?"

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Ivy smiled as she pocketed the diamond with a hum. Perhaps she wasn't as graceful or silent as her fellow siren but where was the fun in doing things that way. Slowly she turned her attention to the side, squinting her eyes against the rain that beat down onto her and the person who dared get in her way.

The woman was taller than Ivy, her hair a dark red in color, and her skin was orange like she had received a very bad spray tan. The thought put a smile onto Ivy's face as she looked at her. "And who are you? A cheerleader with a bad spray tan or a mutated Cheeto with boobs?" Her voice was calm as always as her babies moved to swarm around her slick with the falling rain water. "Run along before I have to hurt you little girl."

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Ivy watched as she cautiously slipped inside of the room, the red hair flowing beautifully as she entered. It was entrancing to say the least, though she wouldn’t admit that a hero had her ensnared. She was the lure and they were the ensnared.

"It seems they caught the right...

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Ivy smiled at the golden bat as she shifted her weight to her other foot partly amused by the way she resisted. "Oh come now. Tis the least you could do to with me leading you right to me." Ivy allowed a faint smirk. "Although, I must admit you'd be hard pressed throwing me in jail... It would seem I have a spotless record once more." It amused her to see the emotions dancing upon the girls face at this.

"I have connections in very high places." Ivy answered before she could ask, her eyes still regarding her as if she were her next meal. Slowly she moved a bit closer, her pheromones snaking out of her in plumes now. "What's going through your mind, golden bat?" She purred out softly testing the waters as she ran a finger over her covered bicep.

Immediately frowns at her. "Don't talk bout my Puddin like that."

"I can speak about him however I wish, Harley." Ivy leaned back against her plants. "I'm sure he calls me worse things."

"Hey Ivy." She grins at her.

"If it isn't my little jester... Come to me after another rough time with .... That disgusting insepid clown of yours?" Ivy crossed her arms raising an eyebrow at her.

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I want your hot, dirty, smut anon inside my ask.

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And if I’m too embarrassed to post it, you win.

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Lets see if you can make me not answer

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Ivy was waiting, patiently within her seat with a faint smile upon her lips. She second guessed her plan from the start, that they wouldn’t do this and that they would mess up… Though how hard was stealing a book? Honestly she had seen dung beetles do harder things. A sigh was...

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Ivy watched as she cautiously slipped inside of the room, the red hair flowing beautifully as she entered. It was entrancing to say the least, though she wouldn't admit that a hero had her ensnared. She was the lure and they were the ensnared.

"It seems they caught the right bat. Perhaps I won't kill them now." Ivy mused as she sauntered forward. "Some plants thrive in the darkest depths." She purred out as she stood a few feet from her, vines following her and looming overhead. "Aww, what's with the air filter? Scared of little old me?" Her drawl was heavy as she kept her gaze on her. "Why don't you take that thing off?"

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“Really guys?" Batgirl sighed as she broke one goons arm, hip tossing him with and impressive judo move. “I thought there was like, some secret stash or something here," she ducked under a punch, retaliating by elbowing the guy in the back of the skull, he dropped quietly “but you’re just robbing the Library? I mean, I’m all for education, but this is precious art." A few batarangs were tossed from her belt with a quick arm, dealing concussive damage to two more henchmen. They got the message quickly, turning to run back to ‘the boss’, whoever that was.

"And now you’re gonna lead me back to your daddy. I’m totally okay with that." She muttered to herself with a smile, picking up one of her batarangs. Leaving a number of goons unconscious, she followed the last two as they got in their car and drove back to their hideout. She had their car traced, so she didn’t even need to race. Rather, Batgirl moved in the shadows in the buildings above, for once her mind free of Poison Ivy and the kiss she tasted.

"Finally back in the game." With a cocky grin, she descended over a lone alley, an abandoned store seemingly the only place they could have gone. Entering quietly, she found a single staircase, leading underground and into a dimly lit tunnel. With confidence, and a sense of weariness, Babs entered the tunnel, unsure of what was on the other side.

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Ivy was waiting, patiently within her seat with a faint smile upon her lips. She second guessed her plan from the start, that they wouldn't do this and that they would mess up... Though how hard was stealing a book? Honestly she had seen dung beetles do harder things. A sigh was released as she stroked the stamen of her newest creation, a cross breed from various plants she had been keeping for a while. It was the closest to prehistoric that she could get, for now. She was missing a gene. . . a gene she would get.

She heard the stumbling of feet over the stairs and smiled allowing the plant shiver with anticipation as she stood up slowly, her pheromones rising and filling the room she was using as the goons stumbled in and scurried out of her way, muttering about a bat following them. She could only hope that it was the bat she wanted. Waving her hand, she made them leave her be going to run off to the room she kept them enslaved without a word. The book that they stole was quickly taken by one of her babies and hid.

"I'm waiting little bat." Ivy purred, her southern drawl coming out as she did.

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It took nearly fifteen minutes for her to finally regain her composure from the trap and call for help from the Family. She didn’t bother explaining what happened, she hate feeling like she had to ‘apologize’ for screwing up. Instead, she went back to her little make-shift HQ as quikckly as possible. Yeah, get back home and think of… think of how to find her. It was just a kiss Babara, just a kiss. She’s doing it to mess with you.

Why couldn’t she get it out of her head? Why was that image of Ivy’s swaying hips, glistening scarlet hair and pale green skin stuck in her mind? Even after Babs arrived home, removing the cowl and splashing water over her face, she still was overwhelmed by those thoughts. Thoughts and feelings, like the taste of Poison Ivy’s lips against her own. She was poisoned, that had to be it. Something about Ivy being able to secrete toxins through her skin and apply them by touch.

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An entire day passed, and Babara was not less free now than she was last night. Her dreams were invaded with the smell and succulent taste of Ivy. Her sultry voice, those commanding plants. It hadto be some kind of poison. Taking some of her own blood, she pulled it under a micro-scope and investigated… but there was nothing. No poison, nothing in her blood stream. Her own detective work hit a dead-end, and she sure as hell wasn’t going to ask Batman for help. This was her case now, and she would clean it up.

As night fell, sadly, it was a violent one. Multiple police calls, not to mention other scenes of rogue activity. Sighing, Babs donned her suit, as she swung out into the city.

First stop? Gotham Library. There were calls of gang violence that needed to be stopped.

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Oh Ivy had a brilliant plan indeed for her first step in finding out just who was behind the cowl that the golden bat wore. She smiled as she sat among her plants and stroked them, barely looking at the henchmen that stood before her newly acquired from various spots of the underworld. "I need you to go steal... a book... its something the library just go on the prehistoric plant species.... I want the one with the seed trapped within the amber upon the cover." She ordered not looking at htem at all

"Why ya just wanna book? We cans get youse more than that, Diamonds. Hell why rob a library." One of the goons questioned in his haze, dreamily looking up at her. He was trying to impress her with his suggestion, a toothless grin on his face.

Sneering she looked at him, and the other. "GO DO AS I SAY!" She hissed loudly, there was a reason she didn't fool with henchmen. They always talked back. Watching them scurry out to do her bidding she stroked the vine near her lovingly. "Mmm mommy's plaything will be here soon my dear."

------------- Across town, the goons had broken in, mostly unarmed, and had started taking out every book they could find, searching for the book their mistress wanted for them. "HEY BOYS! Ova Here!" One balding guy moved to a case smashing it and pulled it close. "Lets get back to dah boss."

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Batgirl’s dash hardly came out as a dash, but rather almost a drunken stumble. The pheromones snaked their way around her senses and her entire line of thinking. The weapons in her hand loosely hung in her grasp as she stood entirely captivated by Ivy’s presence. All she wanted was to be near the red-head, hear her voice, touch her skin. It didn’t matter, none of it mattered, for she felt the sudden grasp around her thighs, pulling her off the ground and quickly inverted. She didn’t even have time to register, to even gasp in shock. Her red hair fell over her cowl, her mouth hung open as she struggled weakly against the bound. Her hands dropped the weapons, they fell to the floor with a resounding clatter before her hands were claimed by the next portion of vines.

Yet all she could think about was…

Ivy…

As the woman drew closer, Babs’ heart beat skyrocketed, so much so that she could feel the contraints of her chest bursting as she inhaled the scent of the poisonous woman. She heard the words, but they didn’t register - nothing registered. Only the electrical excitement crackling in her bloodstream. Heightened by the lush feeling of Ivy’s lips upon her own.

Babs gasped, forgetting how to breathe in that moment, as she hung in a state of internal conflict. One side felt helpless and angry, the other indulged in Ivy’s lips, wanting to taste more of the woman, begging her not to leave. Even after Ivy pulled away, the taste lingered, a taste that had now been imprinted in her memory… permanently.

Wait - you can’t… She was not sure if the words actually left her mouth. Her gaze locked too rigidly on the lithe form of Ivy as she disappeared beyond sight. With blood rushing to her head, it was a while before Babs regained her composure.

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It was odd how she still felt the tingle upon her lips... Ivy mused a little as she walked to the now lowered vine and sat atop of it, her gaze upon the red heads before she tapped the large vine to lower her down into the hole it had created. She never had that feeling before with those that she found herself kissing, and she kissed a lot of people since her transformation into Poison Ivy. Red hair moved into her vision as she sunk completely in the hole, her plant moving at great speeds for its tremendous size and took her to their hidden lair. She knew it would not be safe to turn up at her normal one right now. Not until she pulled a few strings with Cobblepot at least.

It irked her slightly that the girl hadn't done more for some reason, and quietly within the back of her mind she began plotting to go and see the girl... to cause trouble she knew the woman would come running for. Or perhaps.... she should invest her time in figuring out the young red heads origins and who exactly was behind the mask that she now wore. A dark smile appeared upon her lips at that thought. Ivy would pass off the plan as just wanting something to elliviate her boredom... to give her something to do since she cared little who was behind the cowl of the Batman.

Removing herself from her the plant she sat on, Ivy pushed her thoughts from the girl to the plants that begged for her attention. Soon, she would start her new little game.

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