Booty Call

Syx showing up at Wayne’s bunker, just knocking at the inner door after slipping in. Just kinda nervous because he wasn’t expected and doesn’t know if Wayne’s home. Chewing on his lip, “‘Ollo?”

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Wayne rubbing sleep from his eyes as he comes out to meet him, shirtless and in a pair of comfy boxer briefs.

“oh. Hey. You okay? What’s up?”

Syx moved inside, looking around and rubbing his arm, “I just wanted to see you… if that’s okay…”

“Yeah, hey, that’s okay lil buddy. That’s fine.” Opens his arms for him.

“I’m never off limits to you”

Syx just looking up and him and worrying his lip but he goes into those open arms. Burying his face in the chest fluff, “Things are never going to be easy for us…” he trailed off. He wanted them to be though, wished they could forget the decades of fighting and battles, ignore their responsibilities, just pretend that they could just have a simple life. In this place, in Wayne’s arms, he could pretend. Just for a time.

He kissed Wayne’s chest, voice rough, “I need you.”

Wayne could sense all of syx’s worry, could feel it reflecting back in his own heart but whenever it was just them, down here… nothing else even mattered.

Wayne takes in a soft breath at the kiss and rough voice and scoops megamind up, kissing him softly on the lips before deepening it slowly.

Syx wrapped his arms around the larger man, holding him close. Biting Wayne’s lip and tugging with his teeth. Thrusting his tongue into his one time nemesis’s mouth, exploring his taste. It was ridiculous how perfect Wayne was. His thin blue legs wrapping around that chiseled waist, hips rocking with a moan of growing need.

Wayne tasted like minty toothpaste and mouthwash. He hadn’t been asleep all that long before megamind showed up.

Wayne echoed his moan of need much more deeply, slowly walking megamind up against the wall and rocking against him in return, the biting of his bottom lip hitting his instant on switch and getting his cock hard steadily.

Syx broke the kiss to move his biting along that large jaw and down the thick neck. Biting the impenetrable skin as much as he could with a growl of, “Mine!”

Possessively he pulled on Wayne hair as they rocked together. Rolling his hips to find the man’s hardening cock. Grinding his slit over it through the layers of his leather. He shook his shoulders trying to shrug out of his studded leather jacket.

Wayne panted softly and tipped his head back as megamind bit at his jaw and neck, whining in agreement at the declaration.

Groaning as he feels the man grinding that sweet slit against his hardening cock he reaches up to try and help megamind out of the jacket and then his shirt.

Free of his coat and shirt Syx guided Wayne’s hands over his thin frame, craving touch. He tipped his head back exposing his neck, groaning loudly. Letting Wayne’s strong arms hold him up as he arched back, pressed firmly against that wonderfully ridged cock. Gasping out, “Oh evil gods, Wayne!” rolling his hips and demanding, “Bed. I need to taste you, fuck you, I want you in me.”

Wayne moaned deeply as they ground against each other, running his hands firmly over his blue skin, pinching his nipples and making them peak.

When syx started demanding, waynes mouth went dry. He wasn’t allowed to heat that phrase very often. Syx wanted him inside… oh god yes.

Wayne growled lustfully and pulled syx away from the wall, floating him to his big ass bed and dropping him on it, laying over him and starting to work on the blue’s shoes and pants, a little hurried.

Syx impatiently kicked his boots off and helped wiggle out of his tight pants. He needed his boy desperately. Pulling him down for a firm and demanding kiss. Running his bare foot over Wayne’s hard cock he decreed, “Suck me off. I want to feel your tongue on me, in me. My nemesis. My lover. Mine.”

Wayne obeyed like a faithful dog, licking megs lips after they kiss and moving down his body, pushing syx’s legs apart and taking in a deep breath before diving in and starting to lick and suck and slurp at that delicious little slit.

“Mmnhallyours…”

“Ahh!” Syx cried out arching under his boy, his hands fisting in Wayne’s hair. He pressed himself against the sensations, grinding hard on Wayne’s face, “Fuck yes oh fuck yes!”

Moaning forced his slit against Wayne’s lips as hard as he could, pulling his hair with all his strength as he gushed fluid into the man’s mouth. His tentacle moving forward to play.

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