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Kate wasn’t sure what to do when Poison Ivy’s gas hit her. It hit Azrael too, and he was bowed over, dropping to his knees. Kate went to help him, but saw that he wasn’t injured, he was praying. Feeling Ivy’s control slipping over her like a bridle, Kate knelt down beside him and tried to conjure up her own faith.

Far from giving her strength, being in close proximity to him just seemed to make her more mallaeable. She couldn’t concentrate on resisting Ivy’s power, she could only think of Azrael’s aftershave in her nostrils. She trembled when she felt his hand caressing her ass.

“No, Az, I…” She turned to protest, but was silenced with a kiss, his tongue tangling with hers. She kissed Renee like this, Maggie, but never a man.

His hand slipped unnoticed beneath her costume, but Kate was so warm that she didn’t feel it until it was actually against her sex.

“I thought we were the good guys,” Azrael said dryly. “Don’t good girls wear underwear?”

“Under the costume, they’re too…” Kate found it impossible to think while his fingers were between her legs, sliding through the wet furrow that separated the lips of her labia. She forced herself to speak, trusting that a protest would come out, but instead she found herself saying, “panties are, they rub against me, make me feel hot all the… time…”

“You should wear them all the same,” Azrael said. As he spoke, he pulled her cowl back, with its wig of false hair attached, until she was left in just her short, boyish haircut. “God understands weakness of the flesh, but He’s less willing to forgive its perversion. It was His plan that men and women should lay together. Sinning with me is less grievous than other paths.”

“Oh God,” Kate gasped, not agreeing with him, feeling an instinctive disgruntlement with his words, but when her cunt felt so hot and wet and open, and her nipples tingled so deliciously, he made wonderful sense. 

Her costume was tossed aside. Azrael was naked too, his cock harder and stiffer than seemed possible, and the thought that she had done that, that she had brought the twinkling bead of precum to his engorged knob, filled her with anticipation.

I am going to kick the living shit out of Ivy for this, Kate thought to herself as Azrael moved to enter her.