Syx had donned his holowatch, changing his face so that they could go out on an actual date. He’d put effort into dressing as nicely as he could, sans spikes and minimal leather. A mix of nerves and excitement as Wayne got them a private room in a karaoke bar. Drinking shots and eating spring rolls and karaage. He laughed when Wayne started singing Disney songs, crowing with delight at ‘I’ll Make a Man Out of You’ and Rocky Horror’s ‘Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch Me’. When his hero started up ‘Hot N Cold’ Syx lost it. His face turning from lavender to rose. Damn his hero could sing. All he wanted was to hear that voice again, singing forever.
His fluttering heart turned to racing when Wayne goaded him up to sing himself. After Wayne’s performance, there was no way he wasn’t going to embarrass himself thoroughly. After several more shots, the large man finally got Syx up to sing, drunkenly belting out the Mystery Skulls ‘When I’m With You’. He didn’t believe Wayne’s cheering and praise for a second, though. Giggling in his drunk state and leaning his head on Wayne’s arm.
It took all his willpower to not cling to Wayne’s arm as they left, he was still a man… it would cause the hero enough issues to be outed as gay even if the watch avoided the whole outing their relationship part. Syx kept the disguise going until they arrived safely back in Wayne’s bunker of a hideout. Twisting the watch and letting his true appearance reemerge in a flicker of blue light.
Wayne had had the time of his life out with Syx at that Karaoke bar, grinning at the man’s drunken antics as he guided him into his base and shut the door, coming over to him and smiling brightly as the man lost his holo disguise.
“There you are. I missed all that beautiful blue skin.” Wayne murmurs, coming up behind Syx and wrapping his arms around him, kissing his head gently.
–
A rosy blush rose to Syx’s face, more so than normal as flushed as he was from the alcohol. He still struggled to understand how Wayne could find him so beautiful. As blue and strange as he was. Raising up on his tip toes he wrapped his arms around Wayne’s neck and sought his hero’s lips.
“It was fun, you were right. Even if you’re a liar. I was horrible and you know it,” he breathed out with a laugh.
–
Wayne laughs softly and kisses Syx softly, nuzzling their noses together and lifting him up against his chest, holding him up easily and walking over to the lounge, plopping Syx onto it and kissing his nose.
He didn’t say anything about his singing, horrible or not, that was tons of fun.
“Wait here. I’ll get you some water.” He says and gently caresses one of his blue cheeks before walking off to go and get his lover some water. He’d drunk a fair lot back at the restaurant, he needed some.
–
Syx scoffed but let himself be manhandled to the couch. The moment Wayne turned though he smacked that perfect ass. Looking up threw his lashes with a cheeky grin before wiggling out of his leather jacket and tossing it on the armrest.
–
“Ay!” Wyane laughed and wiggled his ass as Syx and didn’t take too long in getting him a big glass of water, coming back and putting it on the table before looking his jacketless form over.
“You could make anything look good, you know?” He compliments, leaning in and placing his hands on Megamind’s hips and drawing him into a passionate kiss.
–
Syx snorted, “No I think that’s you,” but he kissed Wayne back hungrily, his legs falling open. With a hungry whisper, he adds, “I need you.”
–
Wayne blushes at the return of his compliment, moaning into the kiss and sensing his hunger in it. When the kiss ended and Megamind whispered that, Wayne felt a shiver of arousal rush hotly through him.
“ You do?” He asks, resting his knees on the edge couch either side of Syx’s backside and runs a hand down his neck, kissing his lips gently.
“ Tell me what you want, Syx.”
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Fingers moving to tug at the clothing separating him from Wayne’s skin, “Just need.”
Syx didn’t have words for this soft needy feeling that coiled inside of him. He just needed his man. His hero. Skin and touch and love.
–
Wayne eagerly obeyed the silent command to remove clothing, opening Syx’s shirt and pulling it apart, then removing his own jacket and button up so that the alien could touch him unhindered.
“ Anything you want, Syx.” Wayne murmurs with a smile and gently lay Syx down onto the couch, kissing down his neck and then down his bare chest, lips tracing scars and nicks, down to his nipples to bite and tug them gently.
–
Syx arched under Wayne, holding his head to press him closer as his nipples were bitten. Gasping out roughly, “Oh god Wayne!”
His legs wrapping around the hero’s waist, grinding against him. The scent of his arousal perfuming the air. The alcohol from earlier still strong on his breath and giving his a blissful fuzz reprieve from his anxieties.
–
“Mmh, Syx…” Wayne moans softly at his wonderful reactions, bringing his nipples to hard peaks while his hands move down further and rid the man of his boots, then stroked at his ankles as he moved his mouth down his beautiful abdomen.
Pressing wet kisses over Syx’s skin, Wayne brought his hands up to undo his lover’s pants, pulling them open and starting to drag them down his legs. Wayne’s mouth watered as the scent of Syx’s arousal grew stronger as his pants came off and he slowly brought a hand down to cup his mound softly with a large, warm hand.
“Syx… Tell me what to do… I don’t want to overstep what I can do with you.” He murmurs, gently rubbing the villain’s slit through his panties.
–
His legs falling open for his lover Syx keened out, grinding into Wayne’s hand. Blushing deeply he fought to make his voice work. He wanted Wayne. To feel him completely. The fear and anxiety that usually came with those thoughts were muddled by his buzz.
Head thrown back as he tugged on Wayne’s arms and hair, he groaned, “Fuck me. In me. I want you. I need you,” he felt so soft and needy, “Please, hero.”
–
To hear Syx say that after so many times of telling Wayne that it was his way or the high way, the hero slowly stopped and leant back.
Wayne looked right at Megamind’s face, trying to gauge his sincerity.
Oh… He was sincere, but… He was also drunk.
Wayne swallowed and slowly moved his hand away from Syx’s slit and held his hips softly.
“Syx… You’re drunk… I can’t.”
No matter that his cock was hard enough to rip his pants open right now, and oh dear god he wanted to be in his lover, to show him that he could be the best he would have, well, wishful thinking from a virgin, right?
He just couldn’t. Not when Syx was under the influence like this.
–
Syx made a disgruntled impatient noise in the back of his throat, scowling at Wayne. His legs locked around the hero’s waist he pulled and tried to grind against the bulge he knew was there.
“You want me. I want you in me. The fuck is the issue, he-ro?” He snipped, being a complete brat, “Performances anxiety cherry boy?”
He was being cruel, he knew he was. Yet without the buzz he’d be too nervous to try this. And he wanted it. God he wanted it.
“Give me the dick. It’s mine.”
–
Wayne sighed as Syx pulled him in and got snarky with him, making Wayne hold his hips back and shake his head, leaning in to press a kiss to Syx’s forehead.
“No, Syx… You’re drunk. What if I did this, and when you got sober, you hated me for it? I don’t want to hurt you. Ever.” Wayne murmurs, leaning back and looking down at Syx with a serious, but worried gaze.
“ I know that… That something bad must have happened at some point, with how much you tell me that below the belt is off-limits unless you say, and that when you say stop it’s no if’s and’s or maybe’s. I don’t want to hurt you like you have been. Yes, my dick is yours but I won’t give it to you unless you’re sober. Unless you’re in your right mind.”
–
“Fuck you and your high horse!” Syx snapped, smacking Wayne in the chest as he pushed back, “I said I wanted it. I’m giving you per-mi-ssion to fuck me sense-less,” he enunciated slowly, anger creeping up.
Everything had been okay. The lingering fear kept at bay. He’d never be brave enough later. It had to be know. While he couldn’t think. While the shadows of his past couldn’t touch him.
He hit Wayne again for good measure. Pissed at the world and at himself for being so broken.
–
“Syx… Syx, no, listen-” Wayne tries to speak past the man’s angry words and his own shudder of absolute want and need at permission to fuck him senseless, reaching for his fists and capturing them in his hands, pinning them down beside his head and staring down at him in worry.
“ Look. I want you, okay. I want you so damn badly I nearly ache but I won’t … Not while you’re like this. Whatever it is, I want to help you, not hurt you… And that’s all i’ll be doing if I had you… Hurting you. … And you know it.”
–
Syx growled in frustration, using their position to his advantage to wrap his legs around Wayne’s waist. Grinding against him while glaring, “Don’t tell me what I feel, bastard!”
He felt like crying. Too many emotions swirling in his head. Being pinned down wasn’t helping. Shuddering as he focused on his anger instead, “Fuck you. Goodie fucking two shoes! Boy Scout extraordinaire! Just take me!” he goaded.
–
Wayne sucked in a breath as he was ground against, instantly pulling away and pushing Megamind up the couch a little so he couldn’t.
He looked sadly down at the man as he was cursed at, releasing one of his hands to stroke his cheek gently.
“ Then would I be any better than the monster, or monsters, that did what they did to you?” He whispers, lowering his hand down Syx’s body and pressing a finger between his cheeks and up against the outside of his hole, not pressing in but trying to see what reaction it would get.
–
Syx gasped and whined, bucking his hips at the contact, breath catching in his throat. Clinging to Wayne desperately. He didn’t care. Didn’t care about anything but the hot need coursing through him. Trembling in anticipation, unable to speak, mouth falling open in a ragged breath.
–
Wayne swore under his breath at Syx’s reaction. Well that wasn’t a bad reaction, it was a lot more positive than he’d been expecting and lowering his other hand, pushes the thin string of Syx’s thong out of the way and begins to rub firmly and slowly around his puckered ring with a soft moan.
–
Undulating his hips under Wayne, Syx clawed at his lover’s head to draw Wayne down into a passionate kiss. Breath coming in ragged pants as his legs fell further open. Biting and pulling at Wayne’s lips in a near frantic need.
–
Wayne groaned deeply and let himself be pulled into a passionate kiss, thrusting his tongue into Syx’s mouth and returning his biting and pulling, starting to push his finger into the blue man’s hole with a soft hiss at how tight he was, and wet.
“Damnit, Syx…” Wayne mutters, making up his mind that he really wasn’t going to fuck him tonight, but he would do as much with his fingers as he could for his lover. As much as Syx wanted him to.
–
Syx gasped and jerked as he was penetrated, clinging to Wayne. A low whine starting in the back of his throat. His hips bucked as he dropped a hand to his slit, fingering his tentacle in his sheath. His panting nearly coming as a desperate sob. Buying his face in Wayne’s neck, eyes closed tight.
–
Wayne moans softly as Syx burries his face into his neck, holding him against him and very slowly pushing his finger all the way inside of him, leaving it there, letting Syx get used to it before starting to thrust it in and out, murmuring soft, sweet things to his lover.
–
The moment his tentacle slides free Syx wraps both arms around Wayne. Trembling as he feeling Wayne’s finger move inside of him. Throat completely closed up, all he can do is whimper. His tentacle coiling around Wayne’s hand and wrist, coating his lover in his fluids and scent. The contact sending fluttering spasms threw his core, shivers of pleasure up his spine. At war with the swirl of emotion brought on by the penetration.
–
Wayne swallows thickly at Megamind’s reactions, he could literally feel his turmoil and he wanted to stop, even going so far as to pull his finger out.
“S-syx I… I don’t think we should do this…” He whispers, though rubbed two fingers against his wet entrance over and over.
–
Syx wanted to swear at him, curse him out for stopping. All that would escape his mouth was a sob. His fingers digging against his lover’s impenetrable skin as he cried. Hips rocking and tentacle writhing against Wayne’s skin. Body and mind at odds with each other.
–
“Syx… Syx I love you, i’m so sorry…” Wayne whines, pulling Syx against him but removing his fingers from his hole and just settling for letting his tentacle curl around his hand, stroking it gently.
“I love you so much, i’m so so sorry…”
–
He didn’t want Wayne to stop but he didn’t have words to explain what he needed. The frustration only making the sobbing worse. Wrapping himself around his lover and he shook in silent sobs.
–
God, he just didn’t know what to do, gathering Syx up in his arms and holding him comfortably against him, letting him cry, giving soft hushes every now and again, telling him it was okay, and that he was sorry.
He hated to see Syx like this, because he’d done something he shouldn’t have.
Because someone had hurt him at some point, and Wayne hadn’t been there to stop it.
He felt tears in his own eyes, even though it was a silly thought, of course he couldn’t have been there for Megamind, they’d never been together until recently but it hurt him to know that it happened.
“I love you… So much…”
–
Curling up against Wayne, Syx felt like a child again. Hiccupping as he slowly began to calm down. Feeling like an idiot. Pathetic and unworthy. Why should Wayne even want him? As fucked up as he was. Rubbing his head against his lover he tried to focus on the truth of the love and comfort he was being offered.
Finally, shakily, he murmured, “I got… when I was… fifteen…” he swallowed and closed his eyes. His mind violently rejecting further though on the matter, all he could manage was, “sorry…”
–
Wayne gave a shakey breath as Syx said that, closing his eyes, tears leaking slowly down his cheeks.
“God, Syx…. I’m so, so sorry… I should have known better…. You have nothing be be sorry for… Please forgive me?” He asks, rubbing over his lover’s head slowly and kissing the top of it, tears gently pattering on his skin.
–
“Idiot,” Syx muttered, sighing and laying his head oh Wayne’s chest. Slowly moving to rub his hand through the thick fuzz, “I told you to.”
Sniffing and nuzzling into the wide chest that smelled like home. Wayne was safe, was his. He loved him. It shouldn’t be this hard. Swallowing he tried again, or at least something more pertinent than his past history. A reason he was glad Wayne hadn’t simply taken him up on his drunken offer.
Biting his lip he admitted, “You should know… that I’m not… completely… male, not the way humans are,” he looked down at his strange body, feeling awkward and wrong.
–
Wayne nodded slowly and enjoyed the hand rubbing through his chest hair, humming and laying back on the couch a little so he was propped up against the arm and Syx was laying on him, Wayne’s arms curled around him comfortably.
Tilting his head to the side and listening to Syx, he blinks slowly at his words.
“ … You know… I wouldn’t expect you to be.” He says simply, thinking about the fact that Syx had a tentacle, instead of a dick like he, or a human male did. So, if anything else was different then really, where was the surprise? He was an alien after all.
Cupping Syx’s cheek, he tries to turn his face up to him and smiles lovingly down at him.
“Do you want to tell me?”
–
Not really, was the truth, but if they were ever to have sex fully then Wayne needed to know. Sighing Syx muttered, “It’s important.”
He fidgeted before continuing, “It’s a cloaca. My ass. I… uh… my species lays eggs,” he blushed and hid his face, “I lay eggs. I don’t want to get pregnant,” again. It would destroy him he was certain.
–
Wayne nodded, paying rapt attention when Syx said it was important, waiting patiently for him to stop fidgeting and tell him.
When all that was suddenly thrown at him, Wayne nearly got dizzy from how fast he had to backtrack and re-play that in his head to realize he’d heard Syx correctly.
“Oh.” He lets out after a moment, unsure just how he felt about it.
It wasn’t like it disgusted him, quite the opposite in fact. Wayne swallowed and blushed deeply trying to shoosh those thoughts away and stay in the present.
Stroking Syx’s cheek, he bows his head and kisses the man’s forehead with a smile.
“I understand, hey… We don’t have to do anything that’ll give you that risk. Okay?” He murmurs to his lover, trying to get him to unhide his face and smiles at him lovingly.
“Did you know you’re perfect?” He asks and plants a kiss on Syx’s cheek.
“And handsome” A kiss on his other cheek.
“And gorgeous, and wonderful?” A kiss on his nose, and then his lips.
–
With a soft sound, Syx leaned up into the kiss, moving his lips against Wayne’s. With a sigh, he pulled back enough to disagree, “Not perfect.”
He was anything but. Wrong. Always wrong.
Pressing himself closer, seeking as much skin contact as possible he breathed, “Love you too,” chewing on his lips, “I want it to work. I don’t want to feel like this.”
–
“I disagree. You’re perfect to me.” He murmurs, cuddling him close and humming in pleasure at the chewing on his lips, rubbing over his back and his butt a little.
“I know… I want to help you, any way I can. Just… Not when you’re intoxicated, hm?” He murmurs, kissing Syx’s nose.
“I want you to tell me when it’s too much, or if you can’t continue.”
–
Syx heaved a sigh and kissed Wayne again, shifting to try and make himself more comfortable with his languid and twitching tentacle pinned between them, “Stupid,” Wayne was right, of course, he was right. Damn it, “It’s just… I just… need to be… safe,” he didn’t know how else to describe it, the anxiety that always gripped him.
–
“I understand. I do.” Wayne murmurs, stroking over Syx’s thigh and down his leg, up and down gently.
“I hope that someday you’ll feel safe enough with me that we can be together that way but I’m more than patient.” He says with a smile, cupping Syx’s cheek and kissing him softly.
“Did you want to do anything else?” He felt like a lecher for asking, half of his mind still throbbing in his pants.
–
Syx fisted his hand on Wayne’s chest, growling, “I never told you to stop,” very aware of his tentacle still curling between his legs. He felt soft and weak but damnit he still ached. Still wanted. Reaching up he bit Wayne’s lip, “Please don’t leave me wanting.”
It was hard enough how the hero always had control, was always in control. Syx always felt at the edge of insanity around him. His carefully constructed armor cracking and falling to pieces.
–
Wayne blushed but hummed at the biting of his lip and moved his hands down to undo his own pants, tugging them open and then pushing them and his boxer briefs down, freeing his large erection with a soft moan and helping shift Syx over him, so that his tentacle could have something to wrap around.
“ Here… It’s all yours, handsome.” Wayne purrs, nuzzling his forehead.
–
His tentacle coiling eagerly around Wayne’s cock Syx let out a soft sigh. Rocking his hips against his lover and moaning in delight. Wayne was safe. He was. If only his trembling heart and mind would obey.
The night fading away to their cries of passion and sweet love.
…
It was several weeks later that Megamind showed up expectantly at Wayne’s door. When the hero let him in he looked Metro Man dead in the eye, “I’m sober this time.”
He’d done everything he could think to prepare himself for this. He wanted it. GOD he did. Picturing Wayne’s hands on him while he rode the largest dildo he could find. He could have the real thing. Wanted it. Desperately so. He tried to quiet the shaking in the back of his mind that always lingered when he made himself vulnerable. This was Wayne after all.
–
Wayne hadn’t expected Megamind to show up, but he wasn’t complaining. Never did, whenever the man wanted to visit.
Though the words out of his mouth gave him pause.
He knew exactly what he was talking about, and Wayne blushed a deep red as heat crept through his body.
“Oh.” Was all he could say, smiling down at Syx and leaning in to kiss him.
–
Syx stepped in closer to Wayne, nervous and excited. Leaning into the kiss and pouring his emotions into it.
Letting out a shaky breath he reiterated, “I love you. I trust you,” meaning every word even as it made his heart race.
–
Wayne made a soft noise into the kiss, gasping softly when Syx said those words making Wayne kiss him again and pull him close, burying his face against his blue neck and kissing over and over at his skin.
“I love you, too. If you’re sure, only if you’re absolutely positive…” He begins, before trailing off and slowly leading him towards his bedroom.
He was going to make this perfect. As perfect as he could, for everything Syx gave the go-ahead for.
–
Syx smacked Wayne’s chest, protesting, “I’m not made of glass.”
Didn’t matter that he might as well be. Nor that his emotions on the act were fragile at best. Being handled like that only made it worse. He wanted passion, not to be reminded of how broken he was.
He bit Wayne as hard as he dared with a growl in his throat.
–
Once they were in the bedroom, Wayne gaped when he was bitten and was unable to stop a moan at the action, pulling Megamind up against him and flopping onto the bed, rolling them over and pinning him down, kissing him deeply.
Wayne smoothed his hands up and down his lover’s sides, nipping and sucking at his lip.
–
Syx rolled his hips, lifting up enough to start struggling out of his clothes, “Naked, now,” he commanded of his lover.
Leaving up on an elbow, Syx bit his lip and waggled his brows at Wayne, “Come on, you know you want to. Plus it’s not like you can’t afford to lose a pair of pants.”
–
Wayne laughed a little, blushing but grinning at the look on Syx’s face and stood up off of the bed, reaching down and grabbing a hold of his own shirt and with a tug, tore it off of himself and gave a little growl for show.
Next came the pants.
–
Syx bit at his fingers in his mouth, moaning at the sinful display his lover was putting on for him. God how he loved Wayne in shredded rags. Far too many battles had left him horrible worked up for that very reason.
With a mischievous grin, Syx leaned back and spread his legs, having wiggled out of his own pants, “Oh come now. I want to see that dick of yours rip out of your pants like the monster it is,” he ran a finger over his wet panties as he gave his lover a smoldering look.
–
Wayne watched Syx, now sans pants move back on the bed and spread his legs making the hero swallow thickly and move the hand he’d grabbed his pants with firmly over the growing bulge in his pants, moaning at the contact.
“ I… Uh… Are you sure?” Wayne asks, face turning completely red.
Even thinking about it himself, from an outside perspective, made him think it was absolutely frightening but… He did want to give Syx everything he asked for…
–
Fingering himself, Syx murmured, “God yes,” his voice husky and eyes hooded. God how he loved the blush that spread across Wayne’s face.
His other hand wandering up his torso to push up his shirt and roll a purple nipple between his long fingers until it pebbled.
–
Wayne ducks his head and grins a little, moving a hand into his pants to pull his hard dick up from down one leg of his pants and rest up against the button and zipper of his jeans.
Making sure he was in place, Wayne came in a little closer and rubbed at his bulge, watching Syx closely and moaning until he was completely hard.
“Y’watching? Mmh, here I go…” Wayne murmurs, and after a heartbeat, flexes his pelvic muscles and his thighs hard which serves to make his cock absolutely tear past the fastenings and send the button off somewhere else (thankfully away from Syx), absolutely destroy the zipper and with how tense and large his thighs got, the legs of his jeans shredded completely.
–
Syx mouth fell open, gapping at the sight. A shot of pure want tightened his core. With a needy cry, he pushed aside his panties and plunged his fingers into his sheath. Head thrown back, “Oh fuck Wayne,” after a heartbeat he gave into the corniness. They’d always shared absolutely ridiculously cheesy banter. Why should this be different, “Take me! I’m yours!”
–
Wayne’s face is completely red now but he can’t help laughing at the corniness coming from Syx, pouncing him on the bed with a playful growl and answering him with some corniness of his own.
“ Oh yeah, Megamind! Who’s your man?” He asks while trying not to chuckle.
–
Syx raised his arms up to brace of the hero’s shoulders, “Metro Man!” he laughed as he lifted his legs and wrapped them around Wayne’s thin waist.
Fingers raking through that glorious fuzz, enamored the red in his lover’s cheeks, “Well now he-ro, I seem to have lured you into my clutches. However shall you escape,” he tightened his legs, rolling his hips.
The cheesy banter doing wonders to ease his nerves about what he’d offered.
–
He gives a gasp of mock-surprise, lowering his hips to let them press together, humming in pleasure as the underside of his prick grinds against Syx’s slit and he rocks gently.
“No! You have?! I thought I came willingly… I think there might be something wrong with my justice-meter.” He purrs, leaning down and nuzzling his lover’s neck.
–
Syx snickered at the pure ham of his man, turning into a soft moan as his neck was given loving attention.
“Oh well,” Syx purred, “It must be because I called for a hero,” he kissed Wayne, hands wandering over him, “Are you going to deliver me, my hero?”
–
“ Well, I can’t refuse your gorgeous blue hide. I’ll deliver you, alright~” Wayne murmurs, starting to trail his mouth lower, getting rid of Syx’s shirt and latching on to a nipple with a little hum of enjoyment.
He loved using his mouth on his lover.
–
Syx moved to help Wayne get rid of his shirt, his fingers threading into the hero’s hair as he arched under him. Sucking in a breath at the sensation. Yanking hard on Wayne’s hair in encouragement the blue alien let out a whimper, “Moooore, dear, evil god more.”
–
Wayne’s hands moved down to rub and stroke along the insides of Syx’s thighs as he paid attention to his chest, remaining there until his nipples were hard and oversensitive before starting to move lower, looking up at Syx for his permission before his mouth came into contact with his crotch.
–
Syx bit his lip as he spread his legs for his lover. His slit already slick with his arousal, tentacle swollen in his sheath. With a roll of his hips he commanded huskily, “Swallow me all the way down, I want to see Justice choke on Evil’s might.”
–
Wayne moaned softly at Syx’s command, teasing his tongue just into his sheath, seeking the tip of his tentacle and when he found it, flicked the end of his tongue against it, drawing it out and into his mouth.
As it slid out, he eagerly swallowed it all down with a soft, gurgling groan and sucked firmly, looking up at Syx through his lashes and humming happily.
–
With a shudder rolling threw him Syx’s tentacle slid into Wayne mouth. Oh he always adored this feeling. His lover’s mouth hot and wet, but tonight there was a main attraction.
With a groan Syx grabbed Wayne’s locks and ground against him. Always rough on his invulnerable man. He panted, losing his commanding tone as he asked, “Fingers…”
–
Moaning as Syx grabbed his hair and ground against him, he continued to contently suck his lover’s tentacle until he was told to give him some fingers.
Shivering a little, Wayne pulls his mouth off of Syx’s cock and blushes before suggesting something.
“M-maybe, I can give you something a little better…” He murmurs, pushing Syx’s legs up to expose his backside a bit more and slowly trails his tongue down from his slit to his hole and began to lick at it slowly.
–
Syx gasped, oh this was more than good. His hips bucked in response, “Ooooh oh fuuuuuuck Wayne!”
As Wayne ran his tongue over his moist puckered hole, Syx’s tentacle coiled down, rubbing over the man’s face. Eager to join in the action still. His thighs shook around the hero’s head as his hands moved to fist the sheets below him.
–
Wayne moaned deeply in enjoyment as Syx bucked against his face, chuckling as that slick tentacle rubbed over his face and made it damp and switched between licking that pretty little hole and tangling his tongue with the twitching length.
Wayne brought a hand up further inwards and pressed his thumb between the alien’s cheeks, rubbing up against his entrance while he tongue-tangoed with his tentacle.
–
Wayne was doing a wonderful job of keeping Syx pleasurably distracted. His tentacle eagerly trying to push itself back into the larger man’s mouth as it writhed with his tongue. He bit his lower lip hard as Wayne’s thumb pressed against him, making a mewling noise as he tried to control his reactions. Lifting his legs and letting them fall further apart to give his lover the encouragement he couldn’t voice.
–
Wayne nearly purred at the way Megamind’s tentacle was so forceful about what it wanted, suckling it down as he slowly pushed his thumb inside the man’s tight body, gently withdrawing it and pumping it back in a little further each time.
–
Syx gasped at the dual sensation, hands clenching rhythmically as he rocked his hips. Eyes shut tight all he could do was whimper under Wayne’s ministrations, shaking like a leaf. It was hard to relax, his muscles tight around the hero’s thumb.
–
Wayne gently rubbed at syxs thigh with his free hand as he heard him whimper, wanting to pause but not wanting Syx to get mad.
He kept working his thumb in and out slowly, eventually sliding it out and replacing it with two fingers. Pushing them in slowly he gently works Syx open while deep throating his tentacle and sending vibrating moans through it.
–
“Oh fuck!” Syx spasmed, legs tightening around Wayne’s head, mouth falling open into a ragged pant.
This was so much better and so much worse than a toy. Ripping his hand from the bedding, Syx gripped Wayne’s hair, fisting it and pulling his hero closer. So deep in Wayne’s throat, he was getting close in spite of his anxiety.
Wayne groaned as he had his hair tugged at, burying his face hard against his crotch while slowly starting to spread his fingers inside of Syx.
Pumping them in and out a little faster, he does his best to seek sensitive spots inside of his lover, rubbing and caressing against them as much as he could.
Syx fell apart with a shout. Walls fluttering around Wayne’s fingers as his fluids gushed out and into his lover’s mouth.
Trembling as he came down from his high, Syx struggled to breathe. This was okay. Just like their normal sex, only a little different. He was safe. He wasn’t tied down. It was OKAY. He was okay.
Repeating that in his head until he believed it, Syx tugged on Wayne’s hair again, trying to pull him up. He couldn’t find the words to ask for what he wanted but he needed to be wrapped up in his love’s arms.
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Wayne moaned deeply as his mouth filled with his lovers fluids, swallowing it all down and pulling off with a sucking pop.
Without pulling his fingers from Syx, he moved up and wrapped his arm around the villain kissing his face and lips and still slowly finger fucking him.
“Do you need me to stop?”
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Syx gave a needy whine as he kissed Wayne back. Teeth pulling at the larger alien’s lips. Reveling at the taste of his fluids in the kiss. Wayne loved him, wanted him. He tasted of it, the want and love. His cum of his lover’s lips helping reaffirm in his mind that this was safe.
Wrapping his arms around his lover’s neck, Syx shook his head. His face flushed as he moaned, his tentacle coiling around Wayne’s wrist as the hero’s fingers continued to slide into him. The tight ring of muscles relaxing, letting Wayne’s fingers in even deeper as his inner lubrication built up, making Syx gasp.
Finally finding his voice again he cried out, “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
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Groaning in pleasure as he lip was bit and sucked at, he nuzzled at Syx and shivered as he could feel his fingers slide deeper into him, humming in a pleased way as the villain got wetter, and then he was pleading for him not to stop.
Wayne nodded and slid his fingers all the way inside of his lover, feeling around gently, taking note of every sensitive area before pulling them back and preparing to push in a third finger.
“ I won’t, Syx… I won’t.”
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As the third finger entered him, Syx moaned loudly. Alternating between keening and whimpering as Wayne found every wonderful spot inside of him, the pleasure of his snaking through him.
Syx shifted against Wayne, giving his lover more access to his tight body. Moving to press kisses along Wayne’s jaw, “Oh… oh god, Wayne.”
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“You’re perfect” Wayne murmurs to Syx as he thrusts his fingers in and out at a steady pace, curling them up against his passage each time he pulls them out.
Moaning under his breath as his erection throbs heavily, making its needs known, Wayne grinds himself on the bed a little as he starts spreading his digits inside Syx carefully, waiting until the tension leaves his hole before pressing them open further.
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Eyes closed tight Syx cried out again, clinging desperately to Wayne as his hips rocked, “More,” he gasped, “god more… please…”
His tentacle twisted along the hero’s wrist as it pulled him in, encouraging the intrusion into his body. Finger nails digging into Wayne’s tough skin, Syx tried to force Wayne deeper into him. He needed something more desperately, though he could articulate what. With a frantic drive, he bucked his hips again, his sounds filling Wayne’s room.
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God that was so hot and encouraging, to have Syx bucking hard on his fingers and asking for more. The way that slick tentacle curled around his wrist and tugged his hand in as much as it could.
“Alright, alright…” He chuckles, pushing his fourth finger in and pushing in deep, slowly working them and past his knuckles into Syx’s body.
Moaning at the feeling of the alien clenching around his hand, he coos at his lover, nuzzling his neck.
“Look, gorgeous… You took all of them~”
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“Nuh…” Syx sobbed, walls fluttering around Wayne’s fingers, “Want five.”
Stubborn and willful to a fault, he wanted to push himself. He knew how _big_ Wayne was… and that having a real dick inside of him. The fist dick since…
He shoved the thought away violently, focusing on how much he was enjoying Wayne’s fingers. How good they felt. His fingers fisted the hero’s lovely locks as he begged for more, “Want everything.”
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Wayne couldn’t help but blush at that, whining into Syx’s neck as his cock throbs heavily and spreads his four fingers inside until there’s hardly any resistance against them, and pulls them out.
Leaning back, Wayne uses his wet hand to stroke his erection, tipping his head back and letting out a sigh of pleasure. God that felt so good. Looking down at his lover, Wayne bites his lip at the view.
Reaching down, Wayne places one arm beside Syx and uses the other to guide himself down and rub the head of his dick against his lover’s worked hole with a soft hiss of pleasure.
“ Do you want to do it now?” He asks, face flushed with desire as he gazes up at Syx.
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Wayne had misunderstood. He’d thought his lover had known what he wanted when those fingers had spread him wide. Hadn’t questioned it more than a soft moan when that lovely hand had withdrawn instead of giving him the thumb he’d been trying to ask for.
Now with Wayne’s dick pressed against him. Naked and vulnerable. Ass gaping and tentacle eagerly coiling around the hero’s dick. Syx froze. He couldn’t speak or even make a sound. Throat locking up in his sudden panic. Not even breathing.
He couldn’t. Just couldn’t.
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As soon as Syx froze up, Wayne pulled his hips away from Syx and gathered him into his arms, making sure his cock was nowhere near his hole.
“No, no… I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to- Did I misread you? I’m sorry.” He apologizes over and over, giving his lover gentle kisses on his face and his neck.
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“Fuck…” Syx sobbed into Wayne’s shoulder, “… sorry, ‘m sorry…”
He couldn’t think what else to say. He was broken, unbelievably so. Why this wonderful, perfect man, was even putting up with him… he’d never know or understand.
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“ No, no, ssshh, it’s not your fault.” Wayne murmurs, caressing the back of his head and kissing his forehead over and over.
“ Honestly, we don’t have to do this. I don’t care about doing it, I just want to make you feel good, and safe, and happy…” He purrs at his lover, lips pressed against his skin and gently rocks the villain back and forth.
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He felt like a small broken child. He HATED it.
Fighting his way out of Wayne’s grasp he pushed the man back. Or tried. Pretended. He could never move Wayne if the man didn’t want to be moved.
Huffing and trying to force control over his body Syx snapped, “Lay the fuck down,” it didn’t really come out right. Less a demand and more a plea. His voice cutting out and quaking.
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Wayne gasped as he was shoved back a little. More like Syx shoved himself out of Wayne’s arms. When Syx said that, Wayne raised his hands and did as he was told, a worried look constantly on his face as he watched the villain.
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Swallowing and trying to control his breathing, Syx straddled Wayne and slowly lowered himself. He was in control of the situation. It was HIS choice. He could stop anytime he wanted.
Letting out the breath he was holding he settled his dripping hole over the head of his lover’s cock. Just letting it rest there, trying to get used to the feeling. It was just like riding the dildo. That was all.
Hands braced on Wayne’s shoulders, Syx rolled his hips, his eyes closed tight and face a picture of concentration. Not at all with the picture, his deep rose tentacle wrapped its slick self around Wayne’s cock eagerly lubing it up.
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When Syx lowered himself just to rest against his dick, Wayne’s eyes widened a little and he threw his arms up above his own head.
He’d be way too tempted to grab Syx’s hips otherwise, and he didn’t want to risk making the poor man panic again.
Gripping at the sheets, Wayne groaned softly at the feeling of Syx’s tentacle wrapping around his shaft and slicking him up, looking up at his lover in awe, cheeks red and blue eyes bright, almost swallowed up by his pupils.
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His hands on Wayne’s chest to brace himself, Syx started bouncing. It was just like he’d practiced last night. He was in control. Steady breaths. The fact that it really was Wayne under him only made it better. Focus on the pleasure. Nothing else.
Eyes closed tight he chanted that over through his mind. Working the head of Wayne’s cock past the tight ring of muscles with a deep groan. Each bounce brought him deeper, mouth open and panting, cheeks flushed rose.
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Moaning softly in tandem with Syx, Wayne forces himself not to move his hips, not to move a single inch of his body as Syx starts to bounce on him, starting to push himself down and get Wayne’s cock slowly into his body.
At the moment it was just the head, but oh holy hell that was enough to have his toes curling, lips parting and a whine escaping him as the villain started to push down over the first ridge.
“Oh god… ”
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At the sound of Wayne’s cry Syx’s eyes fluttered open, panting he licked his lips in concentration. God, it was almost cruel how hot Wayne looked with his hands over his head like that, “I…” he swallowed a moan, “I should tie you up like that. All stretched out for me. Riding you like this.”
That helped, affirming that he was the one in control. He bounced deeper, the first ridge sliding firmly inside. Syx gasped aloud, head thrown back. Up and it popped out, down and two popped in, “Ooooh oh god Wayne!”
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The things Syx saying he should do made him moan deeply and tip his head back, gasping and twitching slightly as he sunk onto his even deeper.
“Ah, Syx! Yes, please, god, tie me down. M-make me yours.” He stammers, panting and slowly, gently rocking his hips to meet Syx on each downward bounce.
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“Yesss,” Syx growled and sunk lower, his tentacle writhing around the base of Wayne’s cock, “My hero all bound and helpless under me. At my mercy!”
His next bounce bottomed him out. As the last ridge popped inside of him Syx whined, fingers tightening on Wayne’s chest hair, “Oooh fuuuck,” he hissed, hips rocking. He couldn’t think straight past the need. Eyes heavily hooded he begged softly, “Until… until the hero breaks his bonds and punishes the wicked villain.”
He hopped Wayne would understand permission being given. That it was a game. Like all their others. Like this… like this it could work. His thighs trembled around the hero’s hips he was stretched so wide.
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Syx was painting such lovely images in his head making him writhe as if he really were bound, then when he felt Syx bottomed out on his cock his eyes went wide and he looked down to see their bodies completely joined, shuddering and groaning softly.
“ J-jesus, are you… Okay?” He asks, eyes still wide as he sees the bulge in Syx’s abdomen.
That… Was his cock . Holy shit.
Somehow, he was jerked out of his staring by Syx’s continued speech and after a moment thought he got it. Grinning a little, Wayne pretends he’s breaking a pair of cuffs or something and brings his hands down to smooth them over the villain’s back, sides and down to his hips, grabbing and rubbing.
“ The hero will punish his wicked little villain as much as he wants~” Wayne purrs, and hoping beyond hope and all his nervousness that this was what Syx wanted, began to lift him up slowly, and thrust long and deep up into his lover.
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Syx keened as those ridges popped back out of him, his eyes fluttering shut again. Letting Wayne guide their movements, he tried to get his shaking legs to obey him and help.
“Fiend!” Syx moaned, “It takes more than that to take me out,” his tentacle writhed around his lover’s cock as it was withdrawn from him. Panting he added, “… faster…”
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“You’re so beautiful…” Wayne can’t help but whisper as he watches Syx’s face lost in pleasure like this, tightening his hold on the alien’s hips and starting to buck up into his faster, moving his fingers down to pull Syx’s cheeks apart a little and groaned at the amazing sensation of his ridged cock pumping in and out of his partner’s body.
“ I’ll take you out, take you down, Megamind… Nnngh…”
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Syx was panting hard now, whining as his pleasure built. A cry ripping out of him as Wayne was sheathed inside of him again, deeper than any of his dildos. Rubbing over spots inside of him that had never been touched before.
“M-Metro Man!” he cried out, “Take me!”
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At that cry, Wayne couldn’t just lay back anymore. Grabbing Megs and holding him against him, he scrambled up onto his knees and held onto his ass firmly, pulling him up off his cock and back down onto it again with a loud moan, establishing a fast, deep and rhythmic rocking motion for them both and licking up Syx’s neck as he did.
“ Oh Syx, oh god, Syx… Y-you’re gunna make me cum so hard, uuhnh~!”
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With Wayne holding him up in his arms, Syx clung to him. His arms wrapped around his hero’s neck, head lolled to the side to give the larger man access, “Yes, oh god yes.”
He did his best to try and help the motions along, to keep rhythm, but he was lost to the sensations. Moaning he didn’t quite register Wayne’s words at first. He was so close. Then it hit him. With a low panicked whine, he begged, “Not inside!”
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Wayne panted hard and nodded, a deep moan building and getting longer and louder, broken by his thrusts as he got closer and closer. He wanted to make sure Syx came first, though.
“Y-you first… Cum for me, Syx… Wanna make you cum so much…” Wayne groans into the man’s ear and bucks up into him roughly, unable to help himself with how close he was getting.
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Syx whined low, he was nervous, but he tried to trust Wayne in this. His fingers clawed into his lover’s back as he sought to center himself again. The cock sliding into him drew his attention. He panted, “Tell me how much you want me, my hero. How much you’ve always wanted me.”
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“ S-so, so much… God, Syx I’ve wanted you for… Forever, since I can remember, mmffhmmhh!” He whimpers, muffling his sounds against his lover’s neck, trying so hard to hold back from orgasm so his partner can cum first, trying to angle the way he pulls Syx onto him so each stroke really ground against all those sensitive spots inside.
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His tentacle pinned between them as Wayne grinds into him, Syx was finally pushed over the edge. Shouting he muffled the sound by biting onto the thick tendons of Wayne’s neck. His walls spasming as fluids gushed and leaked from where they joined. Rocking his hips through the pleasure, half sobbing from the ecstasy of it all.
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Wayne let out a loud, unrestrained moan as he felt Syx coming around him, panting hard and after a few more seconds pulls himself out of his lover and takes his cock in hand, stroking once, twice and then coming with a hoarse shout, all over Syx’s front.
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Syx let out a whoosh of Breath as Wayne pulled out, his tentacle languidly coiling around the hero as he stocked himself. He ran his hands through the thick white cum that coated his stomach, smearing it around and painting his body with it. His finger painted a heart in cum over Wayne’s chest with a content expression and a goofy grin. Licking his fingers clean before leaning up to capture his hero’s lips. Whispering against them, “Heeey.”
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“Oh come on…” Wayne playfully whines as Syx paints a heart in his cum in his body hair, letting out a huff and a smile and kisses Syx back with a blush and a returned grin.
“Hey yourself~” He murmurs, letting himself fall back onto the bed with a groan and Syx remained on top of him, now straddling his stomach.
Closing his eyes, Wayne took in a few deep breaths, letting them out slowly and humming contentedly.
“That was just… Mmm… Wow.”
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Syx cuddled on top of him in the congealing mess of their fluids to tried to care, “That was good,” he kissed Wayne’s jaw, arms looped around the man, “Very wow.”
His head rested on the hero’s shoulder he felt relaxed and proud of himself. Content and satisfied. He _could_ do this. And god was it glorious.
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Wayne couldn’t even grimace at the fact they’d be stuck together soon, just stroked Syx’s back, and slowly began to giggle to himself.
“… Oh my god” he whispers in awe and grins down at Syx.
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“Hmm?” Syx twisted to look up at Wayne, languidly sprawled out on top of the larger alien. His fingers were playing through the drying cum again, idly making sure Wayne was just as sticky as he was.
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“ …We just had sex…” He whispers, pulling his bottom lip in under his top teeth to try and stop his giddy grin.
“ Like… First time… Oh my god-!” Wayne giggles again.
Maybe he was a little over-giddy, but all his life he never really thought he’d get anywhere near this far. To lose his virginity this way – to penetrate anything with his monster of a dick.
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Syx blinked. Virgin. His virgin hero. He kissed Wayne’s jaw again, all he could reach at this angle. Glad that he could be all of Wayne’s firsts. Lifting himself up onto his elbows he kissed Wayne’s lips, “Our first. First of many,” he promised. Softly he added, “The first I chose.”
For him that meant everything. To be able to have Wayne like this. Without the demons of his past keeping him from truly being with his love.
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Wayne blushed deeply and kissed Syx back, nuzzling against him.
“Always choose me… Please, you’re all I ever want.” He whispers, unable to keep the grin off his face, so god damned happy he could have experienced this, to give Syx pleasure, to help him enjoy it despite his panic over his past.
God it was dumb, but he felt like he could die happy, right here.
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Settling back on top of Wayne, Syx pressed his head over his lover’s heart, “Always mine. Always will be,” nuzzling sleepily into the thick chest fuzz, “my love.”
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Wayne smiled and strokes Syx’s skin before gently lifting him and taking him to the bathroom. They needed to get clean, Wayne didn’t want dried cum in his body hair.
Eventually, though, they were clean and bathrobbed and cuddled in bed, Wayne stroking Syx’s face as he admires him, everything about him, heart aching he loved him so much.
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Clean and curled up at Wayne’s side, Syx asked, “I can stay the night?” wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in those strong arms till morning.
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“ Yeah, Syx, anything you want.” Wayne smiled brightly and kissed his lover softly, wrapping him up in his arms and tugging the blanket over them with a happy hum.
He never wanted this to end, and resolutely not thinking about the next morning, let himself lay there and hold Syx until he dozed off.
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