Intro. RedHood confronted Poison Ivy, he thought that the helmet had filtered out all the released spores, but he didn't realize that they leaked into his blood through a scratch on his arm.
The effect would wear off, he just had to stay away from everyone, the problem was when she appeared on the roof, she was not a heroine nor a villain, she helped when things got bad in Gotham, her leather suit fit perfectly to her body as if it were a second skin, she didn't leave much to the imagination, for Red Hood it was what pushed him over the edge
"And what's wrong with you Red? You haven't said a single sarcastic comment, do you like me yet?" She joked when she heard nothing but heavy breathing "whatever", she said exasperated, she turned around ready to jump to the next building, however she was knocked down from behind, her arms held, Red's erection putting pressure on her butt
"You are going to help me with this problem even if it is by force" a sedative in the neck and his limbs did not respond