This story is based on the Batman animated series universe. This is a fun little fan fiction that is not to be taken seriously. Hope you all enjoy it.
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It was twelve in the afternoon, over twelve hours since Robin was abducted, and then raped by Poison Ivy. She was almost successful in using Robin's sperm to create an army of plant creatures to take over Gotham city. Unfortunately for Ivy, her best friend Harley Quinn, the on-again-off-again love interest of the Joker, popped out of nowhere and accidentally put a wrench in her works so to speak.
Robin was still on Ivy's bed, fast asleep due to her sleeping pheromone dust. However, his wrists and ankles were bonded with thick green vines to the bed, preventing him from escaping in the absent of Ivy or Harley.
The pink curtains that covered the entrance to the bedroom spread open, and Harley Quinn stepped through. She was not in her usual black and red costume and makeup. Instead she wore a large, baggy white t-shirt, and white pantyhose. Her blond hair was done up in her trademark pigtails.
Between her cherry coloured lips she sucked a fruit flavoured lollypop. She scanned across his helpless and defenceless naked body tied to the bed.
"Hmm... I see Batsy's little bird boy sidekick is still out. This will be my chance to make it up to red... and also have some fun for myself." Harley sinfully thought to herself.
She took off her t-shirt, revealing her topless, athletic body. She is quite the gymnast, and does her best to keep in shape. Her breast were not as big as Ivy's, however, like her body, she was more athletically toned with beautiful pink nipples.
Making her way to Ivy's makeup table, Harley picked up a bottle of perfume. The black bottle was labelled, "Eden's Seduction." She remembered Ivy creating this in her lab while she was training on her balancing beam. Ivy explained to her that it was specially designed for use against men. Bending their minds to the recipient's will, and causing a state of arousal.
Taking off the top, raising her head back, exposing the front of her neck and chest, Harley sprayed some of the perfume onto herself. Her nostrils were hit with a sensuous fragrance of black truffle, ylang mixed with blackcurrant and bergamot, exotic lotus wood, warming patchouli incense, vetiver, balsam and sandalwood. All mixed in with that hidden, special ingredient that would wrap any man around her finger.
After placing the perfume bottle back onto the makeup table, Harley approached the bed with wicked intensions. Climbing onto the bottom end of the bed, she made her way up Robin's body, taking one hand around the back of his head, and pressed her neck and chest against his face. The aroma from the perfume ravished through Robin's nasal passages, filling his lungs with each breath.
Harley moved her hand from the back of Robin's head to the side of his face. She took the lollypop out of her mouth with the other hand, and look at Robin's face. Her smile widened, her objective was clear.
"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!" Harley cried out, giving Robin a slap across the face. Robin stirred awake quickly; he started to register the pain from the slap. Trying to move, he soon realised he couldn't due to the vines keeping him restrained to the bed.
"WH... what... H-Harley, Harley Quinn!?" said Robin, as he regained consciousness.
"Rise and shine bird breath, you've had enough sleep for one night." said Harley. "You see, red had a little accident and spilled your spunk on the floor after jumping that bird bone of yours."
"So... so Ivy hasn't started to grow her plant monsters?" questioned Robin. His head was starting to feel a little light due to the perfume. His blood began to feel heated, flowing to his slowly aroused groin.
"Afraid so." confirmed Harley, who went on to explain. "I was kinda responsible for red to spill your spunk, so I've decided to make it up to her by milking that udder of yours for more of your milk!"
"What!" astounded Robin? But before he could get another word out, Harley planted her cherry lips onto Robin's for a deep kiss. Her tongue darted into his mouth and wiggled around his tongue and inner cheeks in a frenzied state. Robin could taste the leftover fruity flavour of her lollypop in her saliva.
Harley broke the kiss; a thin trail of saliva connected the two, until it dropped away. She licked her lips in satisfaction while gazing into his eyes.
"My engine is purring baby, don't you wanna rev me up?" licentiously enquired Harley into Robin's ear.
He didn't know how to respond to this. Remembering Batman's training, he tried to remain calm, but deep down he was getting more apprehensive. Harley smiled with a villainous, enthralling look of her own as she returned the lollypop to her mouth.
"Let's see what you're packing bird boy?" queried Harley as she rotated her body around so she was facing Robin's erection.
"WOWSA!" Gasped Harley, upon laying eyes on the boy wonder's swelling dick. She grabbed hold of it. It felt warm, and throbbed in her hand.
Pulling the lollypop out of her mouth, Harley looked at it, and then looked at Robin's member, then back to the lollypop before tossing it across the room saying "Ah, who needs ya!"
Turning her head to look at Robin she said, "Lay back little red Robin, red isn't the only one good with her mouth... Aaagmmmph!" With that she took his rod between her lips and sucked aggressively.
Ivy knew technique and rhythm, how to pleasure specific parts of the penis for a continuous and increasing effect. Harley was more wild, energetic and unpredictable, resembling her personality.
Harley's fellatio was more sloppy, and wetter than Ivy's. Her saliva drenched Robin's manhood. She released her vice like lip lock on his length, and vulgarly spat onto it, lubing the shaft with her own spit while stroking it viciously.
