Batman invaded her space, wedging himself between Ivy's legs, and as he lowered to hover slanted above her, her breath hinged in her chest.  He lingered, and there was a slight, inquisitively taunting, tick of her head to one side before he laid his kiss upon hers without a word and the intentions of his proximity became clear. That decadent shade of crimson that glazed her lips, smiled against the lust he greeted her with.  The strength of his hands hoisted her, lifting her against him, and Ivy's arms snaked around the hero's neck to press her supple figure firmly into his while he moved them from the desk to the bed.  It had come as a surprise, the Dark Knight's submission to his urges, but Ivy enjoyed the warmth of his lips and the rigidity of his form against her.  It wouldn't last, but she would enjoy it while it did.<br/><br/>Straddling her caped opponent, Poison Ivy's hips rolled in a sensually fluid and heavy motion as the heat of Batman's kiss amplified and his tongue came to graze her plush pout.  Here the villainess pulled away, breaking the seal of their folding lips to rock her forehead against his as she shook her head softly.  A hand lifted, and the pads of her fingers played gingerly at his gape while a disapproving murmur rattled in her throat.   "Slow down there, big boy.  You may be bitting off more than you can chew," she cooed in fair warning, the tender touch of her digits being all that separated her mouth from his.  "As much as I admire your enthusiasm, Batman," she continued, her body rocking purposefully above him, empathising the separation of her legs as she needed into the piece protecting his manhood. "I'm afraid you're confused about how this works."<br/><br/>Her hand lowered, fingers dripping from his chin until their reach formed around his throat.  The other slithered down his rubber encased chest and Ivy nuzzled herself into slope of Batman's neck to murmur, "You've yet to meet my demands, Dark Knight, and if you think I'm the kind of girl who just gives it up for nothing…well…you're going to be terribly disappointed." The glide of her palm contradicted her words in a way as it extended between them to venture scandalously low.  A breathy sigh escaped her, and feelers softly reached; the vines of her living walls beckoning for Batman just as Poison Ivy's own body did, and coiled in silence towards her victim.  "Though painfully tempting, and undoubtedly delicious; I'm going to need more than the promise of a good lay to give you what I have to offer.  So, what's it going to be?"<br/><br/>New growth replaced the hand she had braced at Batman's neck, not necessarily violent in their tether, they still coiled with purpose as more began to do the same at his feet.  Poison Ivy peeled herself away from the man on her bed to stand before him, and looking down at the courageous hero her expression was nothing short of maliciously entertained.  "Better make your decision quick, pretty soon those toxins are going to start to work and without my help, both Batman and Bruce Wayne are going to die.  I don't really want that, you are quite enjoyable to look at, but if you can't give me what I want, I'll exterminate you like the pest you are." It was her turn to hover over Batman, much like he had done to her, and her rich green eyes peered up at him.  "Convince me to not let that happen...Gotham City needs you, Batman."