Author: Kat Lee
Character/Pairing: Ivy/Harley, Batman/Catwoman, pre-Ivy/Catwoman
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: dove_drabbles 69: Embrace optimism.
Word Count: 494
Date Written: 8 June 2018
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC Comics, not the author, and are used without permission.
“I swear, Selina, one day that damn madman is going to be the end of us!”
Selina’s claws gently kneaded Ivy’s bare back. “Ivy, I’m surprised at you,” she chastised. “What did I tell you?”
She could hear the roll of Ivy’s eyes, a habit they’d both picked up from their little blonde friend who’d landed herself in danger yet again that night, in Ivy’s retort. “Yeah, yeah.” She snorted as a vine drew over Selina’s foot. “Be positive. You and Harls are on the same kick. Okay, so I’m positive he’s going to kill us one night. How’s that for positivity?”
“I didn’t say anything about embracing optimism,” Selina responded. If she had had a tail, she would have lashed it across the ground. “I said picture what you want and go after it. Your desire is your ball of yarn. Let no man stand between you and it. Well,” she said, withdrawing her claws and allowing Ivy to turn over, “Harley is your ball of yarn.”
Leaves drew together across Ivy’s bare front, covering her breasts and core from the Catwoman. Selina gazed down at the redheaded beauty through the moonlight. It would be so easy to fall for her, but she knew better. Her life was complicated enough because of the man she had chosen. She wasn’t about to let anything interfere with her yarn ball or come between the only two women she still considered her friends after everything that had recently went down in Gotham. “How’s that?” she asked instead, and if her voice dropped into a lusty purr, they both chose to overlook her instinctive tone.
Ivy’s lips arched up into a big smile. “You’re a lifesaver, Sel. I’m feeling good as new now.” She hesitated. There was a part of her that wanted to ask for more, but she never would. She knew the Catwoman’s heart belonged to Gotham’s defender. She could never love her, and besides Selina was right: Ivy loved Harley, and that was more than enough complication for Mother Earth’s chief warrioress.
“Good. Now about our deal?” Selina purred, her claws arching and kneading the empty, humid air in her excitement.
Ivy sat up and withdrew a long, planting box from underneath her canopy of vines. She handed it to Selina. “As promised. The best catnip to be found across the globe.”
Selina’s emerald eyes lit up. She could not have been more pleased if Ivy had handed her an entire box of diamonds. She purred, and Ivy barely kept herself from giggling aloud. She really had been spending too much time with Harley. “Enjoy,” she told her.
“Oh, we will!” Still purring, Selina stood and strode from Ivy’s little garden. Cats, both large and small, followed their mistress on silent paws as the vines swayed their mistress. Ivy laid back into their embrace, the leaves drawing closer around her. Oh, yes, she sighed, it would be so easy to fall for that woman!