Authors note: general disclaimer, I don't own any characters or anything to do with batman (I wish!)
Any feedback good or bad is always appreciated. As mentioned due to the responses I have had on my other story I am concentrating on that at this moment in time, but I have in no way given up on this it just means this will be made up of mini chapters for now.
also this is in the comics category but as you will notice from this chapter I am also drawing from tv series and possibly later on from film/games as well as different comics, as you will notice it is loosely set sometime in Gotham city sirens but again encompasses all things batman really so I figured comics would be the best category as it started as a comic. Hope this makes sense just didnt wanna confuse anyone x
Harley was caught up in a muddle of vines, hanging upside down with no foreseeable way out. And she was not happy. "RE-mmph!" Her angry shout was cut off abruptly by a slap across the mouth by a leaf that proceeded to tighten its grip over the blonde's usually vocal appendage.
The disappointed tuts seemed to echo around the room as the various different plant forms dotted around appeared to take up the unhappy chant of their mistress. The flaming haired vixen materialised from nowhere shaking her head at the mischievous blonde. "Now, now Harley, I believe I told you to keep quiet." The green skinned beauty sauntered over to her captive, hands on hips accentuating their sway.
From her upside down position in the plants Harley's muffled cries died completely as Ivy made her way to stand directly underneath her. Not only did she not want to anger the plant queen anymore than she already had done but she was also rather distracted by the direct view she had right down Ivy's generous cleavage.
Poison Ivy looked up and smirked seductively as she caught the clown princess of crime's gaze directly focused down her already rather sparse top covering. She ran her hand affectionately up some of the vines holding Harley in place and hummed with satisfaction at how strong her babies had grown.
The blonde squirmed as she watched Red run her hands over the vines holding her, they reacted to their mother's touch and writhed with pleasure which in turn squeezed Harley in some rather delicate places. She frowned and wriggled trying to loosen their grip when Ivy ever so gently ran her fingers across the leaf silencing her lips. She could feel the redhead's touch as if she had touched her lips directly, it burned and tingled and sent a shock down her body and sparked between her legs.
To her surprise when Ivy ran her fingers across the leaf gag to release the gymnast's mouth, Harley didn't cry out. In fact her bright blue eyes seemed to darken as her pupils expanded, her skin flushed red under her clown white greasepaint and her breathing deepened. It was no lie that Poison Ivy was much closer to her plants than she was any human and she knew infinitely more about plant species but there was no mistaking that bodily reaction, she saw it every time she blew her special dust onto humans or just after she pressed her lips to theirs before they collapsed. Harley was aroused.