Poison

Oswald had been trying very hard not to smile at Ivy. She was previewing her new act for Fish's approval and he knew Fish would notice if he was staring at her with a silly smile on his face and wonder what was up. She didn't like surprises and she didn't approve of mixing business with pleasure. Although their relationship was one of friendship and never romance, Fish did not like competition in any way. Oswald looked down at his lap as Ivy swayed and curved on stage. Fish watched her with intensity but Oswald didn't notice her eyes flitting back and forth between them both. She had seated Oswald at a separate table so she could watch him closely. One of her thugs had been keeping an eye on Oswald for her as she suspected he and Ivy were having a relationship. She felt the jealousy rise inside her as she watched Oswald sheepishly smiling at Ivy on stage. She finished her act and Fish began to clap, standing up to show her approval.

     "Marvelous my dear, just excellent. I have no doubt the men will be packing this house to the gills. That being said, I want you to take the night off tonight. Rest up for top billing tomorrow night." Fish said moving towards Oswald's chair.

     "Oh thank you Ms. Mooney!" Ivy beamed.

She hurried back stage leaving Fish standing behind Oswald's chair, he long black nails digging into his shoulders.

     "You take her home and hurry yourself back here Ozzie, my pet. I need you here tonight to look after things. Mama has an important engagement to attend this evening." She whispered in his ear.

Oswald looked at her with some confusion. He detected an edge in her voice that was only present when she was upset. He nodded and walked backstage to get Ivy. She was sitting by the back door exit holding her things. Oswald took her bag and led her out to the waiting town car. All the way back to her apartment he held her hand in his. He felt his heart skip a beat when she laid her head on his shoulder. They had been carrying on this relationship for months now. He was trying so hard to keep it from Fish. Her jealousy was unmatched as was her cruelty to those who aroused it. He wanted to do everything in his power to spare his Ivy from her wrath. When they arrived at her apartment, Oswald sent the driver on his way stating he needed to check the inside of her apartment. Once inside, Oswald took Ivy's face in his hands and kissed her gently. Her apartment was their haven. Their world. They could shut out the crime and sirens of Gotham and be together entirely. He had her every room. Against the exposed brick wall in the living room was his favorite. He wrapped his arms around her as she put her head to his chest.

     "Do you have to go?" she purred into his neck.

Oswald held her tighter.

     "I do Ivy, I'm sorry. Fish has some meeting or something tonight that she has to attend and put me in charge of the club. Believe me, If I didn't' have to go, I wouldn't."

He kissed her again. More fierce this time. He felt his heart beat quicken as he backed her up against the wall. His passion for her was sometimes overwhelming to him. She instinctively jumped and wrapped her legs around him as her back his the wall. He loved that she wore dresses often and never wore underwear. Made it easy to have her whenever his heart desired. He felt her unzipping his pants and freeing his already hard member. Whatever awkwardness Oswald had felt as far as his sexual abilities had long since dissolved. He felt like a god with her. She was usually a shaking, wet mess when he was finished with her. He slid into her now, her tightness gripping him like a vice. She moaned as his thrusts quickened. Banging her hips against the hard brick. He felt her throb around him. Her orgasm making her shake. She held tightly to him as he railed against her. He felt the orgasm grip him and rip through him. He moaned as he felt himself spasm within her. He carried her to her bed room and laid her on the bed. He lay  next to her momentarily, smoothing a piece of hair back from her face.

     "Do you love me Oswald?" she asked quietly.

Oswald felt his heart stop. Everything became still. Like the world had stopped spinning for that one moment. No one in his life, save for his mother had ever uttered the word "love" to him.

     "More than anything in this world, Ivy." he whispered to her.

She smiled that beautiful smile he adored so dearly and pulled him into a kiss. As much as Oswald never wanted to leave he had to get back to the club. The sun was setting as he emerged from Ivy's apartment. He smiled and whistled as he walked towards the club. Fish watched her from her vintage Bentley parked around the corner. The rage swelled within her, her nails digging into her palms, making them bleed.