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The fleeting moment that ended with his being lifted on his feet had felt like a long process. His mind had been slowed, there was something about her he just couldn't put his finger on. Though being called Poison Ivy might have something to do with it. The entangled web of green vines that made their way around his ankles was poetry in motion. The way they had reacted was nothing short of wondrous. Tightly they bound each ankle before forcing them together, his balance staggered, but there was no where to go until he found himself hung like a bat.<br/>
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Being upside down wasn't the end of the world. It was merely a race against time. He had sharp objects in his utility belt, and he tried to reach for them, but his free hand was jerked behind his back with sudden force. As this Poison Ivy spoke he felt a tightness around his chest slowly wind, the vines were encasing his like a mummy and the more he wriggled the tighter they became. There appeared to be no escape, but Batman didn't give up easily.<br/>
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He watched closely as what was once her crotch, her very attractive and enticing green tight leggings didn't leave much to the imagination, suddenly became her face as she knelt down to his level. Batman gazed into her emerald green eyes, it wasn't like he had much of a choice. The vines had wrapped around his pointy bat ears and forced his head to do so, they also prevented him from head-butting her. When Poison Ivy pushed his chest he swung like pendulum for a moment, the sensation like hanging upside down from the monkey bars, but with not control at all. He tried to flinch as she wiped her lipstick on his forehead, but there was nothing he could do. "You are crazy, I will never join you." He stated as she walked away.<br/>
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The struggle was real, but it didn't last long, though his escape was not his own doing. Almost as quickly as he had been snatched off the ground he suddenly fell to it. Batman curled his head so as to not land directly on it, but instead he flopped onto his back. The wind had been knocked clean out if him. It took a few moments before the caped crusader was able to make it back up, but he did so and noticed something of interest. She had left the poison she had intended to distribute into the water supply one last time.<br/>
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The near torturous experience, the sexy encounter, it had all been worth it for this moment right here. Though his head was killing him, not a normal headache by any means, Batman persisted as he collected the toxins. He brought them back up and to his Batmobile, the trusty car that had saved him numerous times. It was time to get the toxins back to the cave, formulate an antidote, and distribute it back to the good people of Gotham.<br/>
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