<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 15px">There was a flash of anger in her face, the stoic calm that Madam Payen had kept was no more. Her voice had kept its control, but he saw it and her turning away to collect herself was the icing on the cake. It gave Batman hope that maybe she was not all that dangerous as she appeared to be. Of course another shot to the back by Catwoman's whip snapped Batman back to reality. The slight smug smirk faded quickly as he could feel part of his lower left side exposed by the blow. Of course she knew where his suit was weakest, she had punctured it with her razor sharp claws before. <br/>
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With her voice in his ear Batman realized the irony of her statement, bats were like flying rodents, and he was definitely caught in the trap. While he wasn't quite sure they were all catty like she was, they were all predators nonetheless and he was the prey at the moment. He saw her approach from the side as she came around to his front, her razor sharp talons sliced into the rubber on his neck, the cool air hitting it like an ocean breeze. The suit was hot and stuffy, all the more accelerated by the dangerous and erotic situation he was in. He could feel her tongue run along the flesh of his neck she had just exposed, sending tantalizing waves of pleasure throughout his body. Her hands running down his chest, cutting into the fabric of his suit even more. There were sparks created from the contact between her metal talons and his Kevlar plate, soon though, at her current rate of destruction the Kevlar itself would fall exposing his chest entirely. It only covered from one pectorial to the other, and stopped at the bottom of his ribcage, meaning his abdomen was left with just thick rubber padding. Catwoman's subsequent bite was none too playful either, though he could tell she enjoyed it, and he knew she wouldn't break his skin.<br/>
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During all of this Batman could feel Ivy's vines begin to pulsate as they moved around. They wrapped around his legs individually, moved upward on his thighs and he could tell they restsd just below his crotch. He felt other vines around his waist that also pulsed, and some of them decided to moved onto his codpiece, and through the thinner rubber he could feel her vines pulse as they contracted. It was stimulating, and it caused Batman's eyes to roll into the back of his head as waves of erotic pleasure were sent throughout his body. Due to where the head of his cock was positioned her vines were rubbing up against it, the fabric of his suit shimmering across it. <br/>
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It was in the moment his eyes were closed that Madam Payen had approached him once more, and he opened them again when she pulled up the right side of his cowl to expose that part of his neck. His feet shuffled as she forced him backwards, the force of the impact with the wall expelled the air from his lungs. "Oooof," he let out as his eyes went wide when he saw the hate in her eyes. He didn't know what she meant until she bit down hard on his neck, Catwoman doing the same, "ahhhhhhhh!" He screamed out in agony, even Batman had his thresh hold for pain. Then came the slap, and he knew what she referred to in that moment. <br/>
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With Catwoman's body on his left side he felt her switch between licking sensually, like a cat might, and biting hard to leave a mark. Her claws shredded into his suit, from the front they exposed the rest of his Kevlar as the ten pound plate fell to the floor, ripping through some of the tiny vestiges of rubber that had tried to hold it in. He felt her rip through the abdomen of his suit too, cool air letting him know it had happened. Ivy's vines avoided the sharp claws instinctually, and always came back quickly to keep him bound up nicely. On the backside he heard the fabric of his cape shred as her sharp talons ran through it, she dug into the rubber on his back and exposed holes there as well. This suit had been ruined, and now getting home without being seen was more pertinent then ever before.</span></span>