Batman took up a fighting stance, but poison ivy didn’t back down. She strutted towards him, the sway of her hips hypnotizing batman.
“Don’t be so tense, batman, I only want to have a little fun,” She said softly. “Where’s the harm in that?” She was slow and graceful in her movements, slowly moving batman’s arms out of the way. “You can’t resist me batman, no man can,” she whispered.
If her flowing red hair, her lithe legs, and her tantalizing lips weren’t enough to make any man head over heels for her, then her pheremones would finish the job. The air was thick with them, making hard for batman to think of anything beside the fact that he wanted her more badly than anything he had ever wanted before.
“Come batman, kiss me,” she said as she wrapped her arms around batman, pulling him closer. Her sweet scent was intoxicating, and her lips promised him that they were to die for.
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