To peer into Poison Ivy's eyes gave Batman great relief. He saw her features soften ever so slightly, he was trained and well versed in noticing subtle changes such as that. Of course he didn't let it show, it would ruin the moment that was clearly being set up by this amazing woman. He was grateful to be awake again, with<b>this</b>Poison Ivy and not the one from his nightmare. She was pure evil, at least from what he could tell, and this one just had an agenda of cleaning up, and as he soon found out owning him.<br/><br/>The soft tender pecks to his lips were tender and sweet, a nice touch, as she said she wasn't done with him yet. He felt the pressure on his chest loosen up as the vines there retreated and when Batman popped his head up they suddenly appeared behind his head like a pillow. The thorns had retreated as comfort was more the style though there was some restraint when a few coils wrapped around the ears of his cowl. He watched her fingers dig into a tear on his chest as she ripped the area where the bat emblem on his chest was wide open. The air felt cool as he was exposed to it from the confines of his suit. Of course it did not take long for her hands to travel to other regions of his suit. The landing of her hand had impeccible timing with her words. She was not being subtle, though she also was not vocalizing exactly what she wanted.<br/><br/>It was then that she played her Ace of Spades, she removed the satin outfit that hugged her every curve, in a strip tease that seemed to have one goal, make Batman submit. He internally questioned if this was all necessary, the pheremones inside of him had him lusting after her body. Perhaps it was also his mind that she craved too. When she sat on him she applied the cherry to the top of the sundae.<br/><br/>It was amazing to see her body, her fair skin was amazing to see in all of its glory, her breasts covered by her crimson hair was teasing, and then her fkat stomach led to the promised land. It was neatly kept from what he could tell. She laid on his body and when their private areas aligned Batman moaned as he knew only the fabric of his suit seperated him from her promised land.<br/><br/>"It isn't like I have much of a choice," he started with moans of pleasure from her kisses to his chin. "But yes, I will give you what you want." Of course he assumed that what she wanted was his body, and not his willing servitude.