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Chapter 41: What That Means Is

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Her face flinched due to his question as she weakly responded, "Well... because It's too much I think? I am absorbing way too much of your life force which somehow led to me feeling weak and... Just weak."

Ian looked at her strangely and asked, "So what you're basically saying is that you're sucking my life force?" To which she nodded.

"And what that means is that when I come in contact with someone, they absorb my life force?" He questioned further, and she nodded again after contemplating for a bit.

"So what sucking my life force means is that you're absorbing my life force or something?" He asked further, seemingly in disbelief, and she nodded again.

"I need to think." Ian took a deep breath and started using his brain in maximum capacity with his eyes closed.

Poison Ivy on the other hand just kept looking at him without stopping the skin contact between them, it just felt too nice for her despite how much weaker it was making her.

'He is the reason I am awake, else I will still be in a coma for weeks.' She thought back on her experiment, and the last thing she remembers, coming to that conclusion.

She is the queen of nature and she has a good understanding of her power, so she knew it's certainly not her ability, it must be his.

A gleam passed in her eyes as her usual snakey personality came to light, 'Is his life force infinite? What If I control him, an infinite battery of life force will certainly be useful. He also seems to be of high stature, so I can use his influence to make my plans easier.'

Her sinister thoughts were perfectly hidden by her unintentionally flushed face, and it seemed to become more flushed by the second, making her weaker much faster than before.

She realized that, but alas, there was nothing she could do. The vines refused to do her bidding, for her own good that is. The experiment she has done almost left her dead, and her power would barely be able to work if not for him.

Ian finally opened his eyes, glancing at her, whatever it is he was thinking of, he kept to himself and remarked with amusement, "So I guess I am transmitting you way too much life force which likely caused you to overdose, not sure how that works or why it does but whatever.

What is interesting however is the wet thing I feel dripping on my tight... Do you by any chance know what that is?"

She instantly averted her eyes hearing that, hiding her shame. Her face was overcome with embarrassment. She was made that way by a man, that was too shameful for her, especially since he had done basically nothing to make her that way.

She decided to solve her situation by clutching her lips to his, in a deep kiss catching Ian by surprise. She retreated her head in just a few seconds, her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were glazed as she stared at his still natural eyes in wonder.

"Pfft hahahahahaha," Ian couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. It was almost like she was trying to seduce him, but got seduced instead.

However, he knew better than that as he said, a harmless smile painting his face, "You really don't realize how lucky you are. I am just so happy right now, and it's kind of due to you, so I'll excuse what you just did... If you do it again though, I will kill you."

Ivy was stunned, she was utterly confused about how he was fine right now.

Her kiss was not only poisonous with a mind-controlling drug, but she even went as far as releasing her pheromones that are capable of seducing even the greatest of minds, yet again, her power failed, or perhaps he's just immune?

She noticed his pale brown eyes still eyeing her, somehow becoming colder by the second, driving a chill through her body. It was almost ominous how he still has a harmless smile on his face, yet he still gave birth to such dreadful feeling inside Ivy.

"I.. I-i'm sorry, I won't do it again..." She didn't know how he knew, but she just felt like she had to respond, her tone was faint and weak, but he heard her apology.

"Perfect... Let's sleep for now, I guess they'll let us go once you've absorbed enough of my life force. If that doesn't happen by morning then I'll just set us on fire and see what happens."

The vines gave him a bit of freedom, so he took off his coat and sweater, leaving his upper body naked, he then hugged her weak body tighter, "Wh.."

"Just accelerating the process. Don't worry, I won't do anything." Ian responded before she can speak, and her power seemed to agree with him as her plant-based outfit slowly disappeared leaving her naked.

Perhaps the vines do have consciousness as they gave him even more freedom, allowing him to lay on the bed with Ivy in his embrace. That freedom also allowed him to bring out his phone and swiftly send a message to Ralf, something she didn't notice due to her weak state.

Her large breasts were basically squished on his chest, and Ian had to take a deep breath to resist just how simulating the situation was.

He also had to avert his eyes from looking too much at her body lest he loses control. She's just that gorgeous.

He closed his eyes and actually went to sleep, defenseless, but what can she do? she can barely move her body, and her power was betraying her, so she just had to lay in his embrace.

Embarrassment and nervousness were killing her as he observed his face from time to time, noticing his breathing getting stable.

The last thing she expected to ever happen to her was having such close contact with any man like ever, let alone finding it so comfortable and nice, granted the man before her is special, perhaps too special for her.

Ian has fallen asleep and she followed after him soon after. The picture looked almost too peaceful and sweet, but the people within are anything but that.

Ian woke up quite early in the morning, finding himself alone in the room. The lady was nowhere to be seen, he put on his clothes, then went to the bathroom to clean himself with a bit of cold water, bringing clarity to his mind as well.

He then walked out of the base, ignoring the scattered bodies within. He noticed no one was dead, but they just seemed to be in deep sleep, 'Predictable, but rude nonetheless.'

At the forefront of the base, on top of the exit was a big piece of paper with a few things written on it, his phone number and 'Contact me' beneath it.

This was what the message he sent to Ralf was about, knowing how someone like her would act. Her appearance gave him many new ideas and plans which will make his life that much easier.

He called Ralf to let him know of the situation in here, to take care of the mess she left behind.

Ian then eyed the sky where the symbol of the dark knight shines, a symbol that has only surfaced recently after Gordon has taken the role of the commissioner of the city, likely starting a collaboration with the bat.

A smile was painted on his face, how could he not? He just learned that his power doesn't actually suck others' life force. He also concluded that his life force is infinite or something similar because otherwise, it will be counter intuitive, his power is after all death resistance, a power that can resist death at all cost to the point of fucking with the fabric of reality.

Moreover, if he is not mistaken, transferring his life force to others technically means that he can make Selina immortal, so how he not be happy with that?

'You know what they say, only after destruction can there be creation, or do they say that? Well, that matters not, is a city like Gotham, what's a bit more chaos? It's harmless, definitely harmless, so I guess let there be war?'

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Chapter 42: Hmm, Why?

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Carmine Falcone never trusted Ian or the Rose family. He considered them to be a temporary addition, a family to get rid of once an opportunity arises.

Ian considered his addition to the crime lords temporarily, and he never once had he thought of trusting any one of them, especially someone as smart and wise as Carmine.

Ian also didn't trust Batman, not in the least. It seemed that the latter reciprocate that feeling because, despite the bat conducting a few deals with him, mostly regarding information, he still has yet to accept to collaborate with him.

Ian just had thing hunch that Batman was planning something against him, to somehow keep him under his control. He could sense the tension of the city as if something big is about to happen... All due to him.

He found all of this to be fun, quite enjoyable. His life always had a sense of adventure even in his previous world, an adventurous soul he was, and he still is.

"Done, let's go." A man attired with a purple suit and a clown mask stated, pulling Ian out of his contemplation. The latter also had similar clothes.

The man already established a line between the building they were on and their destination, so they took the grappling line, attached themselves to it, and glid their way to the other building.

The man did most of the work, basically disabling the alarms in some ways Ian doesn't understand, that's just not his specialty.

The man let out a long breath, "Done,"

"Nicely done J, I guess. The Rose family really needed talents like you." Ian complimented after observing all the seemingly magical methods he used, at least to him it seemed that way.

The man scratched his head, "I am not really that talented. I just liked to mess with things a lot which is why I was thrown out of the military."

"Perhaps I should learn how to do it myself," Ian muttered to himself before bringing a portable radio close to his mouth and speaking, "Done."

The man next to him hesitated for a bit, but still spoke his concern, "Are you sure about this? I mean, we're only two people, so how can we take them on?"

Ian glanced at him and shook his head, "Just follow my lead." Afterward, they made their way downstairs, finding themselves in a bank. They didn't dwell there for long and directly headed to the vault.

Everyone within the bank was laying down, all due to the clown masked robbers, five robbers in total including Ian and his underling. The latter two only got to meet one already waiting for them besides the vault.

He seemed strangely tense, and perhaps confused, "Hi, what's going on?"

Ian eyed him and asked, "What?"

"N-nothing."

"Ok, get to work." Ian then instructed his underling who he calls J. The latter did what he does best and started trying to open the vault. He had a duffel bag with him with all kinds of tools, allowing him to perform his magic.

The masked clown seemed to be hesitating while glancing at the two of Ian and J from time to time, until something attracted his attention, the sound of gunshots.

That also attracted Ian's attention, but for another reason, 'I guess might as well do it now.' He then shoot the man, two bullets right to the head, the silencer minimized the gunshots' sound to the point where only J heard them.

"Why?"

"Don't worry about it, just continue what you were doing." Ian casually said, not at all caring about J's fearful look, but after the latter calmed down, he seemingly understood something and continued what he was doing.

The vault soon opened, giving view to mountains of cash, just cash, and cash, "Boss... Could it be..."

"Yeah, this is the crime lords' stash, their private vault basically." Ian walked up to one of the cash tables and picked up a few stacks, seemingly in enjoyment of the moment.

J gulped looking at all the cash, something he never thought he'd find. He glanced at Ian and started doing the same as him.

"Alright, let's fill the bags," Ian stated and got to work. There was so much money in the vault to the point they were able to fill six duffel bags with cash.

They were joined by another of their accomplice amidst their work. His walk was a bit strange as if he was drunk. His hair has a tinge of green to it, and he had the same clown mask on.

He walked past the dead body of his fellow accomplice, and he kicked it two times to see if he was actually dead, but taking a closer look allowed him to see the two holes in the body's head.

He walked into the vault, seeing the two filling the bags. He noticed one look at him then look at the other person before continuing in doing what he does.

The clown understood something from his behavior and instantly knew who was the leader, one is tense while the other didn't react to his entry.

That's strange considering he only expected one to be alive. He orchestrated the entire heist so only he could live in the end, leaving all the money for himself.

The two were too defenseless for his liking, so he joined them and filled the rest of the bags until they emptied the entire vault.

"Very good harvest, like, the shamelessness of the criminals keeping all of this to themselves, they really couldn't see it in their heart to be a bit charitable to us the poor. This is their fault." Ian remarked in amusement while caressing one of the bags. He then added, "Anyway, let's head out."

The three walked towards the exit as Ian remarked to the silent clown next to him, "Will the car be able to hold all of these?"

The clown just eyed Ian for a second, realizing that Ian also ignored the clown body lying not far from them, which means only the three of them were left.

The clown remained silent for a bit before sending a message through his phone. The two of Ian and the clown seemed in a strange understanding as if both know of what the other thinks or plans.

Soon, a bus drove right through the exit, stopping right before them, and from it appeared their last unknown accomplice, so it appears the team had more than five members after all.

The sixth member was just a secret only the clown knew of, "Shit, all of those are filled with cas..." He didn't get to speak anymore as a bullet found itself nailed in his head.

The bullet's source was none other than the clown, surprising J who was about to aim at him, however, Ian stopped him, "It's, and let's go."

They got on the bus and drove off before the police arrive. J was the one driving while the clown just stared at Ian, but he has yet to even speak a word.

They drove to a destination of Ian's choosing, an abandoned warehouse not far from there. A few masked people were already waiting there, they stood before Ian as he exited the bus with J.

"Take exactly three, leave the rest to him." Ian ordered before nodding at the clown, "Have fun, and may we meet again." The latter also nodded at him and remained seated as three of the bags were transported to another vehicle which set off soon after, leaving him there alone.

"Haha... Hahaha... Hahahaha... Haha." He remained seated there for a while, seemingly frozen in place before a burst of atrociously bizarre laughter started coming out of his mouth, "That was fun... Such a nice new toy, Haha." He then drove the bus away, only God knows where.

At the same time, far away, a few masked people were hidden next to an alleyway. Their mask was nothing fancy, just simple black masks.

Not far from them was the entry to a nightclub, and that seemed to be their target as they eyed the place, "Remember, just Anton Petrov and his bodyguards if they're in the way." One of them spoke, and his voice sound like that of Mike.

It wasn't long before their target left the club, and they put him down in a relatively clean way. They escaped with hast, but without leaving their traces behind.

At the same time at another end of the city, specifically the far north of Gotham in an isolated Island, within the walls of Arkham Asylum for the criminally insane.

'Holy crap it's creepy in here, Ian is fucking insane.' Barney somehow found himself within the facility...

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Chapter 43: Four More To Go

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'Holy crap it's creepy in here, Ian is fucking insane.' Barney somehow found himself within the facility, all through legal means, very legal means.

He was escorted by a security guard inside. The area was tightly guarded, so sneaking in is incredibly hard, you'd find it better to use force.

Barney appeared quite fit, attired with a black formal suit. He also had glasses on and a simple haircut making him look like a professional, in this case, a psychiatrist.

Soon he found himself escorted to a simple white room. It had a white table within and two chairs, and nothing sharp was in the vicinity.

The guard left him there for a while, but then came back with what looked like a patient, a dangerous patient. The reason for such a conclusion is his attire, a straight jacket specifically used for people who may harm themselves or others, limiting their freedom.

The guard helped the patient sit down and then left the chamber without a word. The patient stared at who appeared to be his new doctor, "Hmm, new here?"

Barney nodded while opening a notebook, "I am Neil, and you are Jonathan Crane, once a psychology professor, now a mental patient."

Jonathan moved his head to the best of his ability, "Indeed, that'd be me. Now hmmm, I can't help but find it strange for my usual doctor to change without prior notice, don't you think it is strange?"

Barney glanced at him and ignored his question, "Also titled Scarecrow for his desire to bring fear upon people, but fortunately, you were brought down by Batman."

"Hmmm, this is definitely strange..." Only a bit of his face can be seen through the straight jacket, and his eyes were quite apparent due to how red they were as if he hadn't slept for days, the incredibly dark spots beneath them were another proof of that.

"You're most certainly insane though you seem quite clear-headed." Barney couldn't help but remark after being reminded of a certain person.

"Insane? Me? No no no, I am not insane, I just see... things they don't, things they wish they can see, but only I can... You'll just don't understand." He did his best to shake his head while speaking in his scratchy voice.

"I see, I guess he's different, too different. He's the most clear-headed person I know but I guess he's a tiny bit insane. That's why his plans are always so fucking bizarre." Barney muttered to himself.

"Hm? Who are you talking about?" Scarecrow questioned in curiosity.

"My boss, the one who sent me here which brings me to my reason for being here. My boss would like to ask you for a favor, a charity of sorts."

"Hmmm hahaha, I see. I saw right, this is strange. What kind of charity does he need?" He seemed quite amused by the situation, so he decided to humor Barney.

"Well, I don't really know," Barney's words definitely got Scarecrow's attention as the former continued, "He told me to tell if you can make something possible. I guess he appreciates whatever it is that you do? Don't do."

"Make what possible? Speak." Scarecrow was almost too eager to hear the answer.

"He said he wanted an innovation from you. Instead of making someone taste fear with your chemical thing, he wants that someone to lose fear. Can you make that possible?"

Scarecrow was silent for a while, perhaps contemplating the words before he spoke, "I should be ready in a week. I also want to meet your boss, so tell him to have a similar meeting with me at the time, and the cost is letting me free."

"Wait... You can make it in here? How?" Barney certainly didn't expect that, and only then did he understand something Ian told him.

"It doesn't matter, just do as I say and we shall be good."

"Ah, about that... No. The boss has already told me that he won't set you free. He told me this is a charity, and I guess I really didn't understand how much he meant that. He wants you to do it for free."

Barney's words made Scarecrow's eyes flinch as the latter questioned after a few seconds, "How? How did he know I can make it in here?"

"I don't know. Perhaps because he's a bit crazy, so he understands other crazy people?"

"That makes no sense..."

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say. Anyway, what do you say, you gonna do it?" Perhaps Barney realized he was being a bit rude as he added, "He also said his goal is something which will cause a tiny bit of chaos? Not sure."

On the other side of the city, Ian was on his way to the coffee, the bags were still in the trunk of his car, and his other men already spread throughout the east end to continue their work.

He got to the coffee where Ralf was already waiting for him with two underlings. They picked up the bags and delivered them inside.

He made his way to his room and took a shower before changing his clothes.

He wore a long-sleeved white shirt and comfy pale grey pants. His dark hair was still a bit wet and wavy and his skin was fair and clear which is surprising for someone with such an adventurous life.

He does take care of himself a lot and even after arriving in this world, he still continued to work out regularly, just not as much as before.

There were however clues to his past adventures, scars not only on his knees, arms but also on his back, some bigger than the others. He was to breaking his bones regularly, unintentionally of course... I guess It was kind of intentional.

He picked up his phone to see how things went on barney and Mike's side, then noticed a message from Selina asking whether he was home and free.

He responded, telling her to meet him in the collection chamber before heading there himself, finding the bags placed right next to the metallic door, waiting for him to put them inside.

He walked up to one of the glass cases and gazed at what's within, his most favored item, the dead hell scroll.

"I have yet to see your secrets for myself, but hopefully Selina brings me some good news, she really went all out for me huh, it's been a whole week and a half."

It wasn't long before Selina arrived, attired in her favorite catsuit, and she looked just as gorgeous as always.

Her mischievousness seemed to reawaken the moment she laid eyes on him. She eyed him from top to bottom as she licked her lip, then she spoke, "Hmm, I don't know how, but I swear you're getting more and more handsome every time I see you. Well, what do you say handsome, miss me?"

Ian couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he approached her, a nice smile was on his face, too many nice things have happened in the past few days, so how could he hold it in.

He just approached her then hugged her tightly before whispering in her ear, "I did miss you, naughty cat."

His words not only surprise her but also embarrassed her as she buried her head in his chest, "What's with you all of a sudden?"

"Hmm, I wonder? I am probably just high with satisfaction, too many nice things are happening, but I will go back to how I am usually is soon."

"I don't mind this, how you are now I mean,"

"I guess I don't mind it as well, I remember I used to get high with excitement when rock climbing or any of the other crazy adventurous I go through, but I always end up doing something dangerous.

I then end up breaking a bone or getting stuck somewhere for a while, that usually gives me a good dosage of clarity but that didn't happen for quite a while."

Ian let out a little laugh in remembrance, a laugh shared by Selina before she questioned with curiosity, "Weren't you stuck in the tomb for a few days just recently?"

Ian shook his head in amusement, "That... You just don't know, but all I have to say is that wasn't nearly as bad as some of the other times."

Selina stared at him weirdly for a second before remarking, "I can see you doing some pretty crazy stuff, so I believe that. I guess it's my job to make your life even better, so here is my gift for you."

She happily spoke as she pulled something from her small bag, a small brown container, "Here."

Ian took it to his hand and glanced at her noticing the anticipation in her eyes. He opened the container and found exactly what he had hoped for, but that didn't make him any less happy.

He carefully walked towards the dead hell scroll case, opened it, and placed the things in the container within, two different pieces of paper found their place back where they belong. Ian took a deep breath and murmured, "Four more to go."

Ian really wanted to look through them and study the new papers, but he knew better. He had his priorities straight.

He turned around eyeing Selina who looked even happier than he was, happier for him. Ian couldn't help but let out a sigh, "Just how much cuter can you get?"

He then walked up to her and picked her up in his arms, making her yelp in surprise, "W-what?" She stuttered.

"I remember how a certain naughty cat made fun of me because of my condition, but now that it has been solved, I'd say she deserves a punishment, wouldn't you say?"

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Chapter 44: I Hate My Life!

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"I remember how a certain naughty cat made fun of me because of my condition, but now that it has been solved, I'd say she deserves a punishment, wouldn't you say?"

"What- what does that mean?" Selina was understandably a bit confused.

Ian smiled but didn't answer. Instead, he made his way back to his room with her in his arms.

He placed her on his bed and brought his hands near her mask, caressing her cheeks before going for the mask, "I didn't take off your mask the previous time due to my power, but there is nothing stopping me now, it's time."

"Could it be?" Selina questioned, her tone was hopeful.

Ian slowly took off her mask instead of answering, finally giving full view of her face, this was strangely his first time seeing her face in person.

'Yeah, I am definitely into brunettes more,' Ian marveled at the spectacle before him, she was truly a work of art.

She had short inky hair that only worked to complement her femininity, it was perfect for her. Her skin was creamy and immaculate, something unexpected for someone in her field of expertise.

Her fabulous green eyes somehow became even more captivating once he had taken a look at her gorgeous face, almost like a painting. Seeing only a part of it might be interesting but its true beauty and meaning will only shine once all of it is in full view.

"You... you're gorgeous." Ian for the first time in forever stuttered his words, but he couldn't help it.

Selina was a bit embarrassed by all the attention he was giving her, but her desires far outweigh her embarrassment. This was all too much for her to handle as sealed his lips with hers.

It was instant, their kiss turned into the most vulgar kiss Ian has ever experienced, and it doesn't even come close. All the passion they had been holding back for so long now was unleashed as they devoured each other.

Even their tongues were intertwined as they battled not for dominance but just for passion and affection. Selina's arms were wrapped around Ian's neck as she pulled him closer to her no matter how impossible that was, they were already locked tightly to each other.

Such a passionate kiss went on for a few more minutes and their passion was only climbing. They both were heavily breathing, something they kind of forgot to do in the middle of the action though Selina's breathing was much rougher than Ian's.

Her eyes were glazed and her face was flushed as she mumbled under her rough breaths, "I... Ian, I still feel we... weak,"

Ian gently smiled as he caressed her short hair, he loved it, it suited her way too much, "It's alright, I will tell you in the morning how my power works,"

Selina didn't doubt his words for a second, her trust in him has somehow across the past months shot through the sky.

She smiled sweetly at him after finally calming her breathing down, "I'm glad, I'm so glad. I've been wishing for this to happen for such a long time,"

"Oh? How long?" Ian asked as he took off his shirt, showing off his perfectly muscular form. It was all-natural and the result of years of work, so his muscles were nothing like bodybuilders but leaner.

"Too long, all because I was holding myself back, but... Your seduced me I guess?" Her tone was very loving. Only she knows just how much his existence has turned her once miserable life around.

Ian picked her up and placed her in his lap, "Let me help with this," He spoke as started pulling down the zipper of her suit.

Only then did Selina notice all the scars all over his body as she said, "I've never seen those. Will you tell me about them sometime in the futu- Ahhn?"

A sensual moan slipped out of her mouth as Ian held himself no longer and started drafting kisses all over her enchanting neck.

"My scars huh, each holds fun stories I wouldn't mind telling, but for now let's focus on us, alright?"

She turned around facing him while letting the upper part of her suit fall off, showing her perfect perky breasts, not too big but certainly not small, they were ideal for her form.

Ian gulped as he eyed her with passion, her flawless skin, her hard pink nipples, her emerald eyes, 'Just how lucky can I be? I... I love my life and I love...'

Selina again sealed his lips with hers, starting another battle, all so she could stop him from looking at her with such a passion that it embarrassed her to no end.

Ian was amused but humored her nonetheless, and caressed her perky breasts then her seductive butt while Selina found her hands traveling all over his muscles, both letting themselves dive into the abyss of passion and pleasure.

She was already moaning in his mouth but once his attention turned to devouring her breasts, her moans became even more wanton as she clutched to Ian's hair, dragging him tighter to her breasts.

Her embarrassment stopped her from screaming the words she wanted to scream so badly, but Ian seemed to notice something as he got even rougher with sucking her wet sloppy nipple while fondling her other breast.

"Hmn Hnn mmmn," She tried to hold her moans back a bit so as to not sound like a... Alas, she couldn't hold on for long, "Hmmmnnn Wai-wait Ia Ohhhhh "

"Oh?" Ian was understandably surprised as she collapsed in his chest, 'She came just from that? I was just starting.'

"Are you okay?" He asked, feeling her moving again.

"y... Yeah, that was amazing, too much even. You seem disappointed, did I do something wrong?" She asked in worry.

"Nah, I am just into foreplay and I didn't have my fill yet, I guess I really can't take my time anymore."

"Pfft hahaha, disappointed because you made me feel too good so quickly? Hahaha," Selina was thoroughly entertained and also shared the laugh with her, it's indeed strange, "Well, I guess It's my turn, let's see just how fast I can satisfy you."

"Oh? Have it your way then," Ian let her take control, and that she did. She stood up, her legs were still shaking but that didn't stop her from slowly taking off her suit.

The lower part of her tight black suit was slowly lowered, giving him quite the show until she was fully naked. Her tights were a bit wet which she noticed, making her a bit embarrassed, so she took the next step to distract herself.

She then took back a seat on his lap, clearly feeling the large bulge under his pants, perhaps a bit too big but that didn't discourage her one bit as she started sucking on his neck while tracing her fingers all over his chest.

Ian just enjoyed the ride, and she was certainly a natural, "Mmn Do you what your naughty cat is doing?" She mischievously whispered in his ears before continuing on with her work.

"I love it, you're doing well." His compliment was music to her ear as she reached his chest, leaving a trail of kisses along the way, and then her hands found themselves on his pants before pulling it down along his underwear, giving freedom to the bulging thing beneath it.

Selina just stared at it for a while with a flushed face before glancing at Ian's amused face.

She gathered her courage and traced her fingers along his length before giving it a trial kiss, then another and another until she gave it a long lick. It tasted nice and clean, he just took a shower was her after all, moreover.

'Why does just touching every part of his body feel good, especially this. Ah, Selina please don't feel too good lest you disappoint him,' She prayed to herself before taking it to her mouth with unbridled devotion.

Ian gently caressed her hair, and said noticing her inexperience, "Don't be harsh on yourself, be gentle and please don't use your teeth, take your time... Please?"

Selina almost let out a laugh with his cock in her throat. He was so cute but his worries were warranted. The thing in her throat however was certainly not cute.

She tried her best to take at least half of it but she found herself gagging on his cock. She listened to his words and took her time but... "Mmmnm hmmm Ahmn."

She started overdosing on life force. Her moans got louder and louder and even choking on his dick couldn't stop her slutty whines from reverberating throughout the room.

On the positive side, the blowjob got so sloppy and obscene to the point that Ian was having the time of his life, groaning in pleasure as she finally was able to take half his cock in her mouth as if it was the most divine of delicacies.

She was however stopped from taking it any further by Ian as she dazedly questioned, "Wha? Why?"

He eyed her strangely as he remarked, "I am afraid you'll pass out on me, leaving me like this... You looked like you're about to."

Selina sealed his lips again, she felt quite weak, unable to move much as she begged him, "Then put it in please, I want to cum Please?"

'Well, who am I to refuse.' That was his intention anyway, so he picked her up and placed her in bed, positioning themselves in a missionary position.

"Please be gentle," Selina still had enough sense in her to ask him that, and he did, pushing his cock slowly and stretching her cunt apart while sealing her lips with his.

She was already wet beyond belief, so he didn't find it that hard to slowly push it in, she was moaning in his mouth the entire mouth before she stammered and squealed stunning Ian again, "Waiian? Ohhhhhhhhnnmmnn mmmnniammmnnn."

"Selina? Selina!?" He gazed at her as she spasmed in his arms and moaned, then... She passed out, "But... But... You jealous bitch of fucking power! I hate my fucking life!"

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Chapter 45: A Comfy Morning

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"Selina? Selina!?" He gazed at her as she spasmed in his arms and moaned, then... She passed out, "But... But... You jealous bitch of fucking power! I hate my fucking life!"

Ian took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before pulling his cock out of her dripping pink pussy, but she felt nothing. She was long gone by now, the dosage of life force was a bit too much for her.

It was like every fiber of his being releases massive amounts of life force at the touch, and he already concluded that when he's stimulated, he releases even more.

"It was only halfway inside." He murmured to himself with depression. He was able to handle the absence of sex for the past months because he never tried, but now that her gorgeous body was before him and they were so close... He was cockblocked by his power.

Ian stood up, and he brought a clean towel then gently cleaned Selina with it before cleaning himself with another towel.

He then put on his underwear and pajama pants and rested next to Selina before pulling her to his embrace.

He covered the blanket over himself and Selina before starting to caress her hair. A gentle smile was on his face, but it didn't stay there for long as it turned into a cold calculating, and thoughtful look.

'I'm falling... Who would've thought, even I didn't think I had it in me... What will I feel if she dies?' That's certainly not a thought any normal should have at a time like this, but he's different, such a question is a necessity for him.

'I can't die, how much stronger can power become, and why did it become stronger after arriving in this world? Most importantly, what am I? Or what is the source of my power?

I have so many more questions I couldn't hope to find an answer to in my past world, but this world is bizarre with plenty of miracles, and the limitations here are almost nonexistent.

I never bothered to think much about my power before, but I have to now. I have to find answers. There are plenty of things in this world that could probably give me answers, but for that, I have to grow not only my influence but also my power.

However, my death resistance is a fucking bitch. If my theory is right, no, it's not a theory at this point but a fact.

My power doesn't let anything influence me negatively or positively. That's why I was always immune to drugs and why I have never been able to get drunk.

I am also immune to poisons and anything that can muddle my brain or even make any change to my rational thinking. That's also why Ivy's strange methods didn't work on me.

I am immune to mind control despite my ability being something like death resistance. That could only mind that it's important to my ability for me to remain how I am, or perhaps...'

A glint passed through Ian's eyes as he thought of another possibility, 'How do I verify It? I guess I have a lot of thinking to do.

The most troublesome thing however is the extent of my ability's resistance. It had already obliterated the red kryptonite once it came in touch with me.

The question is why? Was it because it would've killed me thus my ability reversed the outcome on the stone, or is it that my power simply won't allow me to acquire any other power?

Either way, this world is too dangerous for her, so if my guess is true, then I will have to acquire power in other ways... Death huh.'

Ian got into a more comfortable position and made sure Selina is sleeping soundly with her head on his chest. A sweet smile was on her face bringing one out of him as well, and only then did he sleep.

It has been a tiring day with a lot of work and running around, but it was still one of the best days of his life despite what just happened.

Selina woke up quite late, opening her eyes to scenery and a sensation that made her face blush, especially when remembering what happened yesterday.

She found herself lying on his chest with her legs and arms hugging him tightly like an octopus. She felt him gently caressing her hair letting her know he was awake, and perhaps stayed there, not moving just waiting for her to wake up.

She could swear she had never had a better sleep than this night. Her old home was not far from the crime alley. The sound of gunshots and the cries of people weren't rare at all.

The loud and almost terrifying sound of police sirens was a daily occurrence, thus she has never felt safe, not once in her life.

"Good morning," Ian said as he lifted her chin and took a peck at her lips.

"Good morning and... I'm sorry."

Ian knew what she was apologizing for as he immediately shook his head, "Why the apology? It's my fault for being too good anyway... Hahahaha." He couldn't help but add a joke to lighten the mood. I mean he is too good, but his power makes it too good.

Selina let out a giggle before she curiously wondered, "So I take it you aren't actually absorbing my life force?"

"It's actually quite funny. It appears that my life force is what's actually being absorbed, or transferred when in close contact with someone."

"What?!"

"Hmm? Oh, don't worry, I can't die, remember?"

"Are you sure? What if... You know."

"I know, but I never once felt weak or anything similar. I am 100% sure I will be okay."

Selina nodded after gazing at his eyes for a few seconds, she trusted his words and asked about something else that worries her, "What did you mean by close contact? Is touch enough? Wouldn't that be dangerous then? If someone decided to hold you a prisoner and..."

"I am still not sure how it works, but so far, the phenomenon only happened when in intimate contact with someone of the opposite sex, perhaps if I have interest in them, but I'm still not sure."

Perhaps he told too much as Selina narrowed her eyes, snuggled closer to him, and looked into his pale brown eyes with a frown, "Explain."

She expected him to perhaps panic a bit, but he just looked at her for a while before a small laugh slipped out, "Pffft Hahahha, sorry, but you looked so cute."

Selina almost blushed, but she got her bearing back and pinched him albeit gently, "You didn't think you'd get away with it by saying that, did you? Now speak."

A gentle smile surfaced on Ian's face as he resumed caressing her hair, "This is nice. Anyway, I've never been in a relationship before because of my lifestyle. I used to never stay in a single place for more than a month or two... except when I had to stay in the hospital for serious injuries."

Selina didn't allow her unimaginable happiness to show on her face, all because of those first three words. Ah just how much those words mean for her, only she knows.

She still paid attention to his words as he added, "Now that I think about it, it's probably because I was never interested in anyone, but I guess you changed that, your seduction succeeded."

"Did it? I feel like I fell right into your trap... I'm glad I did." Selina giggled and spoke.

"My power wasn't nearly as strong as it is now, so it wasn't that much of a problem back then. I don't know exactly why it changed, but it happened about 7 months ago when I arrived at Gotham."

Ian made sure to not go too much into details, else he would be digging his own grave. She of course noticed that, and she very much appreciated it.

"So you haven't been with anyone since arriving at Gotham? Else you would've found out about it long before meeting me. You seemed surprised back then."

"Yeah, the heists, work, rising in Gotham, and all the thinking I had to do satisfied my appetite, and distracted me from even considering such things... Until you came in."

Selina nodded before narrowing her eyes further and saying, "Now for the most important question. How did you find out about the life force transferring thing?"

'Is this like women's 6-dimensional sense or something? Hmm, I guess it's not that hard to deduce.' Not that Ian was troubled by the question. He's quite the carefree and casual person, so he's most often than not honest.

"I met this bizarre redhead, she has the ability to control plants or something. Her vines were attracted to me and wanted to absorb my life force, I guess because of her nature-like power, they sensed something? Don't know..."

"Okay, stop... I just wanted to get angry at you like couples do to see how it'd feel, but there is really no winning against you." His honesty left her speechless.

Ian let out a chuckle as he reached out for his phone, "It's 11 Am, when was the last time you stayed asleep until this time?"

"Probably when I was a kid, but it doesn't matter," She snuggled into his embrace before adding, "Can we stay like this for a little while more? Please?"

Ian took a deep breath as he brought his left hand and hid his face for a second, "Well, I can't say no now, can I?" Her new cute side was too much for his heart to bear.

It wasn't long before Ian walked down to the coffee while Selina made her way to her home to get some stuff. He managed to convince her to move in here, mainly for her safety though she probably didn't need much convincing.

"Boss, someone is looking for you. She's there." One of his underlings who seemed to be waiting for him informed.

Ian looked in that direction, finding someone familiar, "Get me the usual, and call Ralf and Layla here please."

He then walked to that specific table before taking a seat. He noticed the waiting guest's face doesn't look too good. Annoyance was apparent on her face as she spoke, "Keeping your guest waiting for an hour, very rude wouldn't you say?"

"You know Talia. There is this concept called making an appointment. I'd say it's common sense. You should use it sometimes."