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Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with the Batman universe. I'm not making any money here. I'm just having fun with my favorite villainess.

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Her Black Orchid

Flora_Winters

I do not own anything that has to do with the Batman universe. I’m not making any money here. I’m just having fun with my favorite villainess.

Summary: Venom and poisons are her weapons and all that which blossoms are her faithful pets. What if Pamela Isley, the Mother of The Green, had given birth to a son? Will his mother’s wickedness bloom with acidic thorns in his heart? Language, MM, OC, Violence, WIP

Prologue

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison

--Groove Coverage

Acid green eyes glowed in the dim shadows of a dark and desolate cell. Powerful anger, primal fury, bubbled and boiled, igniting with magma hot rage raced like destructive lightning through an ever-scheming mind.

A slender, graceful hand gently brushed with delicate fingers through silky strands of vibrant red hair like a pale phantom of whitest snow. A long sigh filled the emptiness and it seemed to echo, frozen like ice in the stagnant air.

“I’m all alone in the world,” she whispered like a gentle wind blowing through the emerald leaves of majestic trees, suddenly bursting into a fit of girlish giggles that mimicked that of songbirds.

She hopped to her naked feet, walking with regal strides to the barred window. She stood on the tips of her toes, grabbing hold of cold bars, looking out at the wasteland beyond the dusty glass. She could see city lights in the far distance.

Her petal red lips smirked with wicked ire. Oh, how she longed to press them against the quivering lips of all her enemies. She wanted to watch them cringe and writhe in agony. It was what they all deserved and much, much more.

“Come to me,” she called out. “Blossom and come set mommy free.”

Her honey-sweet voice was her only companion.

She cocked her head to the side when she saw a little bat dive down, chasing a fleeing insect. She remembered that kiss. It was the kiss of ultimate betrayal.

Her eyes narrowed into slits of reptilian wrath.

“Bloom for me!” She screamed, pulling on the bars in a sudden fit of madness. “Bloom and set me free!”

She threw her head back, howling with crazed laughter as snow began to fall like pollen from the starless sky.

“I’ll get you for this, Bruce,” she hissed, snarling with such white teeth. “I’ll make you suffer dearly.”

Just you wait, Batman. I’m going to cut your wings off and drop you from the sky.

“I’ll get you, Batman!” She cried, punching a metal bar. “And your little Robin, too!”

~*~

Sixteen Years Later

“Are you sure this is okay?” A deep voice asked, making him snicker even more, squeezing the large hand in his gently. “That old guy gave me that funny look again.”

“Don’t worry about Alfred, Tommy,” he said, leading the way up the carpeted steps to where his room was. “He gives everybody that look.”

“Everybody, Luc?” Tommy asked. “And just who is Everybody? Do I need to get upset? Who is he?”

Luc rolled his lime green eyes, shaking his mane of wild platinum hair, pushing open his closed door, leading the tall jock inside. “Nobody you need worry yourself over,” he said, closing the door behind. “Now, do you have the test for tomorrow or not, Big Guy?”

He looked up into the muscular swimmer’s sky blue eyes and smiled. He knew he could ace the test with no problem if he just took the time to study, but studying was boring. There were far more interesting things to be done than studying for a science exam. He would much rather strip and study the hard body that was before him.

“How long have we been secretly dating?” The dark headed teen asked.

Luc put a pale finger to his bottom lip, putting on a face of pondering thought. He grinned with straight and perfect white teeth.

“We have been dating long enough for you to help me maintain my awesome 4.0, Big Guy.”

The smart jock frowned.

“We’re graduating in four weeks, Luc,” Tommy said, taking a seat on his bed, stretching his large frame out, looking somewhat comfortable. “It’s been two years yesterday. Can we please just…you know…”

Luc cocked his head to the side. Had it been two years yesterday? Why hadn’t the dummy said something? He looked so very sad, dejected actually.

“I’m sorry,” he found himself whispering, meaning it most sincerely. He dropped his head, causing his curly hair to hide his eyes. “I’ve been so busy…I forgot…”

“Come here,” Tommy said, and he heard the bed groan just a little. “Give me a kiss and I’ll forgive you for forgetting.”

Luc slowly looked up, seeing that he was smiling across at him. He could already see the forgiveness in his pretty eyes. His handsome face was glowing golden with it.

How could he have forgotten something so important? What had he been so busy with that he had to cancel his date last night? He felt so very bad. Had he made Tommy cry in secret?

“I’m really sorry, Tom,” he whispered, slowly walking across the sea of white towards him. “I’m an idiot.”

“Well,” Tommy said, reaching out with muscular arms, taking his smaller frame into a strong embrace. “You are a blond.”

Luc sat in the taller teen’s lap, wrapping his arms around his neck, resting his head against his broad chest. He couldn’t help but laugh. The guy was always going on with the blond jokes.

Warm breath filled his sensitive ear. “Do you love me?”

He nodded.

“Then,” Tommy said, pulling him with him back onto the large bed. “Let me love you. It’s been a really long time, Lu.”

He snorted, slapping his left arm. “It’s only been three weeks.”

“Exactly,” Tommy snapped, squeezing him tight with his toned arms. “I’m dying.”

Luc rolled his eyes, pecking him gently on the lips with his own.

“Well, let me lock the door first,” he said, wiggling free from him. “And let me get the closet ready for you to jump into should either of my keepers come snooping in early.”

Tommy laughed. “You really shouldn’t call your dad and your older brother your keepers. That’s just rude, Lu.”

“Uh huh,” he said, going to the door, turning the lock with a click. “What do you think would happen should either of them come strolling in right in the middle of our wild throes of teenage lust?”

He nearly choked on laughter. Tommy’s thoughtful face was very amusing. He reminded him of a young Sherlock Holmes.

“I would take a running dive through your window,” he said, kicking off his large shoes. “And you would more than likely be locked away in the tallest tower of this manor, until I could find a way to rescue you.”

Luc folded his arms over his chest. “You would run away? You mean to tell me that you wouldn’t take a stand, defending our love for each other?”

“Um,” Tommy said, scratching the back of his head with a big hand. “In case you didn’t know this, your dad is kind of scary.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” Tommy said, leaning forward, putting his hand over his mouth, whispering. “He gets this crazy look on his face whenever I or any other guy comes near you.”

“Ah,” Luc said, nodding. “But, he’s gotten used to you though. Surely he would only knock a few of your teeth out and bust your face open a bit.”

Tommy almost fell off the bed.

“Your mother is a respectable dentist and your father a notorious plastic surgeon,” he said, opening up his closet door, making room for his large lover to hide in case of a daddy break-in. “A few dentist visits, seven surgeries, fourteen months of recuperation, and you’ll be good as new.”

“The amount of your caring for my wellbeing is staggering, my love,” he said sardonically.

“Put your shoes under the bed,” Luc said, stepping from the walk-in closet, stumbling just slightly over an empty shoebox. His boyfriend was smart enough to pretend he hadn’t seen him do so. He had trained him well. “I hate it when he asks questions.”

Tommy chuckled. “I think my mom already knows there is something more than just friendship between us.”

“Oh,” he said, unbuttoning his silk shirt, revealing his pale chest with its soft pink nipples. He dropped the lavender material at his feet. “Does Mommy Dearest now?”

Tommy nodded, removing his own shirt, revealing golden flesh blessed by the fiery sun. “She wants you to come over more often. She likes watching you eat the food she prepares.”

That stopped him. “She does?”

“Oh, yeah,” Tommy said, pulling off his black socks. “She says you get this look of dining pleasure on your face.”

That made him nervous. The psycho dentist watched him eat. That meant she watched his actions very closely.

“Then she must see the way I’m always looking at you with such adoration then,” he said, taking off his own socks. “She must see how I’m always in the position to jump you at any moment.”

“Are you going to jump and have your wicked way with my body?” Tommy asked, grinning from ear to ear. His smile was so goofy, but it was his and only his smile. Nobody else got to see this wondrous smile but him.

Luc cocked his hip, putting his hand on it, posing like a sleek predator. The smile he gave the jock was practiced. It made his teeth look rather sharp from the angle he was looking at him.

“I’m debating on it…”

He watched Tommy pull his belt free from his black pants, taking them off. All he had on was a thin pair of boxers. He could see a large bulging four leaf clover over the crotch. He had never seen this pair before. They must be new.

“A four leaf clover,” he said, walking up to Tommy, going down on his knees between his spread legs. “If I were to pluck it, will it grant my wish?”

Tommy nodded. “Any wish that’s in its powers to grant, Boo.”

Luc lowered his head over it, taking the covered organ in his mouth, gently grazing with his teeth, making the jock grab hold of his hair. He adored that whimpering sound. It made him feel powerful.

That was when the phone began to ring from the desk. He lifted his head up, groaning.

“Forgive me?” He asked.

Tommy gave him the abused puppy look. “Only if you hurry…”

He jumped to his feet, rushing over, snatching the phone with his left hand.

“Hello?”

It was his dad. Apparently he was going to be late again tonight. Well, that meant he was going to have more time to spend naked with Tommy.

Well, crap! Dick was on his way home. They were going to have to make this a quick one then.

“Is something the matter?” His dad asked.

“No,” he quickly said. “Why do you think something is the matter?”

“No reason,” his dad said. “I’ll see you later.”

“Okay,” he said. “Love you.”

He hung up, putting the phone down, hearing a sudden thud from behind him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, turning around.

Tommy was on his knees in the floor with his hands at his throat. He looked to be gagging for breath.

“Tommy?” He asked, running to his side, grabbing him. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“Can’t,” Tommy spluttered. He was drooling and shaking. “Can…t…bweathe…”

He was pale and sweating terribly. This was no prank. This was for real. Tommy was suffocating.

“Oh, God…”

Luc scrambled to his feet, running for the phone. He picked it up, dialing 911 with lightning speed that only teens of the 20th century possessed.

He ran, unlocking the door, throwing it open. He shouted for Alfred at the top of his lungs.

A woman suddenly picked up.

“Wayne Manor!” He yelled at the operator, racing back to his boyfriend’s side. “I need an ambulance immediately!”

“Lu…” Tommy whispered, falling over onto his side, trembling terribly.

“Tommy!” He shouted, dropping the phone.

Tommy was convulsing and pissing himself. He was flailing his arms and kicking his long legs like a puppet being controlled by invisible strings. He bucked and flopped like a fish out of water, spluttering and spitting.

Tears were streaming from Luc’s eyes as he fought to keep him from hurting himself.

“ALFRED!” He screamed. “HELP ME!”

Tommy fell deathly still with just a few soft twitches here and there.

“Tommy?” He asked, shaking him, blinded with tears. “TOMMY!”

To Be Continued…

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Notes: Luc is pronounced like Luke. He and Tommy are 17 years old. Alfred is 80 (still very lively), Bruce and Pamela were 24 and Dick was 16 when Luc was conceived. Bruce and Pamela are now 40 and Dick is 33. Pamela does not age like humans do, so she still looks exactly like she did when she first became Poison Ivy. Oh, this tale is going to be most exciting to tell.
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