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There was a slight moan that escaped the lips of the Dark Knight as the gloved hand of the red headed seductress stroked along his length. The rest of Batman's body relaxed as she spoke, more so than it already had, save for one area. His member ached to be freed from its prison, to spring out into the air like a cobra striking at its prey. Yet that moment didn't come, not yet, and couldn't will himself to do it. He worked hard to keep his mind focused on what she was doing. This woman was dangerous and deadly no matter how sweet, innocent, and seductive she managed to look and sound.<br/>
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He watched as she circled him, her smooth sweet voice ringing out once more. The threat crept into the back of his mind, the way she said the word hate so calmly though lessened it all. Her gloved ginger on his lips opened his mouth a slight bit, his lips craving to meet her, his tongue wishing to play an enticing game with her own. He was everything she described, and he melted at her proximity, he tried hard to lurch forward to get a sweet taste of her charming lips, Poison Ivy had managed to playfully avoid, but he was not deterred by his failure. As she commanded him to put his hands on her his body reacted.<br/>
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Why are my hands listening to her, and not to myself? Damn her, Must...resist. His hands lifted up from his sides and took Poison Ivy gently by the hips to hold her close to him. Must fight this...what is this liquid... He felt the needle insert into his neck, the thin protection there allowed her easy access as he felt something released inside of him. He could only assume what it was, though he wasn't stupid. Based on all of her words and actions thus far he doubted very much it was a poison to kill him, she had plenty of those opportunities, no this was likely a drug to subdue him further. Though he didn't feel as though he was anymore under her control, and his mind was still his, but his body was hers for now.<br/>
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It was his body that closed the distance between their lips quickly this time. His right hand came to rest at the back of her head, his left hand pulled her waist even closer, as if that was at all possible, grinding the bulge of his suit into her sensitive regions. Lips met in a fiery passion, lust and cravings came out as he did so. Her taste was seductive, addicting, his tongue darted out to part her crimson lips, slip past her pearly whites, and find her own pink tool that sweet words had rolled off of not too long before.<br/>
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In this moment something happened, it was slow at first, maybe a side effect Poison Ivy hadn't counted on, but Batman realized he was beginning to gain control back. It wasn't much, but he was able to stop his left hand from sliding down Ivy's waist to grab her round and plump ass as he desired to do. His willpower sped up the process as he managed to break the kiss. "It seems your charms are fading." He quipped with a sly smile, he had enjoyed the kiss after all, but now it was time for business. His limbs were still slow to respond to all of his movements, but he was able to make them resist. It would take a slight bit longer before he could restrain her. He was vulnerable again, but at least he was happily in control, and no longer under her spell.<br/>
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