Fun at home

He sent her a look, got up, and unzipped his pants. There was a small gap between them.

Thwap!

There was a reason for that gap.

While eyeing his soft piece of meat, she tied her hair into a bun. "Now that's what I call a cock."

No other man in Gotham could stand there and claim to have a cock as long as his, flaccid or otherwise. As it hung there between his legs, Poison Ivy licked her lips and understood this was a gift. She seduced ten of thousands of men in her time as a villain and had found none with a manhood half as impressive as Aaron's.

Aaron put a hand on his hip, waiting. His cock lightly twitched. "Such patience," Ivy remarked, her hands wrapping around his shaft and beginning to stroke it up and down slowly, teasingly. His cock twitched. His cock rose. Its size was a monument and Ivy knew it. She treated it with respect; or in other words, jerking it off to the best of her abilities.

When that massive, throbbing cock tugged under her chin, Ivy pulled back and let it kiss her on the lips. Whatever pre-cum had accumulated was swiftly lapped up, "Mmm…" Ivy gave the tip of his cock a juicy kiss. Following the kiss, she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

So thick, so long, there was no question that only this dick could conquer Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. Only this big, fat dick that could make them want to separate and do their own thing willingly. Before, there were fights. Aching hearts and cunts. But as long as Aaron was with one of them, they would be okay.

Ivy's lips were wrapped around his cock, though she dared not to go deeper than the bulbous head. She comprehended her limits and also understood that his flaring glans were his weakness. Perhaps in the past. But now? Not as much.

He reached down to caress her red hair gently, running his fingers through it as she continued to pleasure him. Her eyes were closed in concentration, and he could tell that she was enjoying herself just as much as he was. His fingers tenderly massaging her, urging her to go deeper. She eventually did.

Aaron was able to climax at any time and get to his family, but he didn't want it to end just yet. He wanted to savour every moment with the supervillain, to make this last as long as possible, to show that he was in control of this eco-terrorist. Her lips were to serve him and she better know that.

"God, you're amazing," he said breathlessly, running his fingers through her hair once again.

Ivy's eyes opened as she stared up at him. His praise triggered something in her and with a smile she took him in deeper. At this point, she was halfway through, accomplishing that few could. Then, in one fell swoop, she took all of him in.

"Mmmmm…!" Her nose touched his pelvis, smelling that delicious musk all over again. She remembered their first encounter. She remembered seeing his dick under the behest of Harley and getting absolutely destroyed at it.

She remembered it all and her full lips seemed to want to pleasure him more, her green eyes glowing slightly.

Aaron couldn't help but smile at her response. She wasn't overly sentimental or romantic, or even erotic. Oh, sure, she seduced men, but it was a part of her powerset. It was a character. Here, in the privacy of his home, the real Poison Ivy surfaced. A smart, cunning woman with a brain that was too attached to plants and too horny for his dick. Put simply, only for Aaron did she play up the character of a seductress. Only for Aaron did she throw away her dignity.

"That's it, Ivy."

All the training and knowledge she received from their time together was kicking in. Indeed, while Ivy was a slow starter, she amped up the ante fast. She sucked dick like a ghoul that hadn't swallowed meat in decades. She went up and down, up and down, at a speed that was impressive though certainly not the fastest.

Yet still she was getting faster. Adapting. Growing.

Her green eyes continued to glow. Her powers shouldn't have been usable here but Aaron was purposely granting her some leeway. When his dick was in her throat, then he didn't mind loosening up the rules. Ivy quickly understood what was happening.

She pulled her lips back. Back, back, back, leaving back inches of his thick shaft. Coated in her saliva and promptly being jerked off by her hands, she exited his member with a plop!

"Mmmm…" Ivy took a second to catch her breath, nose flaring as her hands pumped his dick. Then, a minute later, her hands went down to his sack. "Tender balls waiting to breed…" She carcassed them and then went forward and cleaned them with her wet tongue. "...just as mother nature intended."

She started on his left testicle and licked to the middle of his balls. Ivy's tongue swished and flicked, then went across the wide grapefruit-sized nut through the satchel. Aaron's breath hitched, his cock pulsated madly. Bits of pre-cum leaked out and that was when Ivy gobbled him up again. In the brief moments that she was taking him in, when his shaft was still exposed, she gripped his cock and jerked him off.

A hefty load was incoming. He exhaled once, twice, and then…

"Ngh!"

Ivy held his cock deep in her throat as he came. His cum shot out, hot and thick, filling her mouth and sliding down her throat. She swallowed every drop greedily, savouring the taste of him. Aaron's shaky breath and hold on her tightened. His cock pumped out the last of its baby batter.

As he finished, she slowly pulled back, letting his softening cock slip from between her smiling lips. "Mmm…delicious." As if conducting photosynthesis, she absorbed his cum like a power source. She didn't merely swallow for the sake of it, she did it to test out a theory. "We are so compatible, you know that?"

Aaron stared down at her. Her wonderful tits were perked up and her full lips were licked by her masterful tongue. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He was softening but it was out of obligation—because he needed somewhere to be.

Their eyes met. Lust was sparked. Even so, Aaron tore himself away from her.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself…" He lifted two fingers and his pants magically fastened up to his waist. "...because I have somewhere I have to be."

"I did." Ivy licked her lips. "Until next time, my beautiful Aaron."

"Yeah—"

Alas, Aaron didn't even get to turn before he felt a hand grab him by the balls. Someone with an invigorating grip that surpassed the bounds of humanity. Someone that put their head on his shoulder and cooed in his ear.

"I will say it as many times as I need: I will empty you."

"Shiva…" Aaron warned. He had sensed her though he didn't think she would try and ambush him. Her black hair brushed down on his shoulder and her nude form was pressed against him. Her sharp nails were eager to plunder his sack. Too eager. "I will deal with you later."

"Morning after morning, woman after woman…" Her hold tightened and his balls stirred. "You must be running low. Is that why you cower from my challenge?"