Romans & histoires Batman X Poison Ivy Fanfiction

I tipped my head back, looking up, "Never had a supervillain before...but I'm developing a taste for them." She was grinding to get my tongue as deep as possible, and I savored the taste. Breathing in the feminine arousal, as my tongue worked back and forth through the steamy warmth, I was definitely intoxicated with the musk. It had to be rich in pheromones, unmistakably, one of Poison Ivy's superpowers.

The second outfit looked worse, so she ripped the fabric as she pulled it off. By the fifth outfit, she was fuming and ready to burn her entire closet down. Finally sensing her presence, Ivy spins and finds Vivian leaning against the door frame, drinking blood from a straw and amusement dancing on her face. “I liked the outfit before the last one, but you tore it,” Vivian said. Ivy growl-yelled as she picked that outfit up and threw it at Vivian. Vivian laughed as she covered her face with her left arm, protecting her cup of blood.

“Five Batton, I’m impressed with what you just did there,” Xyla Quest said. “Were you?” Stanley Batton took a long puff at his cigarette before turning around and looking up at the starry sky as he blew smoke rings out of his mouth. The smoke rings came out of his mouth and quickly disappeared into the night. “Yes. How were you cruel enough to allow her fall to the ground?” Xyla asked before bursting into laughter. “Because I hated her,” he said.

} Before Ivy could respond, something materialized in her hand. A… basketball bat? She blinked, staring at it. "Seriously?" she muttered under her breath. "I was expecting something like a bomb or maybe a gun…" Then she paused, exhaling sharply. "…Actually, no. That would probably be more dangerous for me in this situation." Tightening her grip on the bat, her expression hardened. "Alright. Let's do this." With a surge of enhanced strength, Ivy kicked the car door open. The impact was so forceful that the door tore clean off its hinges, crashing onto the ground with a loud clang all while flinging the monsters at the door miles away from her.

“To honor her.” My throat bobbed painfully, and I couldn’t find the words to respond. I simply walked forward, sinking onto the stool beside Ivy’s bed. The sight of her body, lying so still, was nearly too much to bear. Her skin, once full of life and warmth, had taken on a strange pallor, starting to decay. Patches of gray and purple spread across her arms and neck, the venom already working its way through her system. Her body was sweaty, the scent of her decay mixing with the faint, lingering smell of pumpkin spice—the scent that had always intoxicated me.

"You are a bad girl Ivy. I will punish you later for making me do this." "I am so scared," Ivy feigned a gasp. I chuckle, my heart lightening at her playful banter. "You should be, little one," I tease as I continue to take my shirt off. Ivy's eyes stay fixated on me, eyeing all my curves and muscles. I can see the admiration in her eyes, so I smile proudly. As I remove my shirt completely, Ivy runs her fingers over my chest, tracing the lines of my muscles. "You are so beautiful," she murmurs, her voice filled with admiration.

The boy held his head high, declaring with pride beyond his years: "I'm Lucas! Mama told me my Alpha bloodline father is in this sacred hall!" His words struck like thunder, instantly shattering the sacred atmosphere of the bonding ceremony. Five years of exile had left their mark on Ivy. The innocent girl of the past had transformed into a dangerous, mature woman. She moved like a panther—graceful yet lethal—leading her pup toward our altar. I felt Ethan's Alpha pheromones beginning to destabilize. He stared intensely at that familiar little face, his voice emerging hoarse from deep in his throat: "This is impossible... Ivy, this pup..."

So, we will be going to school together, you know your mom wants us to get along with each other…" "I don't want to get along with you, I thought I've made myself clear from the beginning that I want nothing to do with you, don't you get that at all." "You sure talk a lot, Ivy,' he came closer to my ear and whispered seductively. "I'm quite a Badboy, a billionaire and I would do anything you want. Don't think I missed that look, when you were admiring how handsome I was, when I separated you guys. I definitely know how handsome I was. Thank your stars…" I pushed him away from me and I nearly panted in front of him.

She decided to call Ivy, she was done covering up for Bastian before her best friend. Ivy was surprised when she saw Amy's call. She immediately answered it and said, "I hope everything is well, my dear. It is quite late now and I was thinking you will be with Bastian." Amy sighed, "Ivy, you were all right and I was too blind to see. I was blinded by my love for Bastian and made a very big mistake. Bastian is indeed a monster, I just wish I could turn back the hands of time." "What happened?" Ivy asked. "I thought he was warming up to you so what happened?"

The room was quiet except for the loud fan that was on and as I finished dressing and was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat , Bianca called out to me "Ivy, come here for a second " she said while patting a side of her bed and I walked to her bed wondering what she wanted to say to me "Is everything alright?" I asked her as she was looking at me intensely "I should be asking you that. Are you alright?" She asked me and I sighed at her question "I'm fine" I lied between my teeth and I had no idea why I did because I knew that she definitely knew I was lying. "That's not true and you and I know that, what is it Ivy? I know you're not fine, that's why you are up so early becaus