“Oh is that so?” Syx purred and rolled until he was on top of Harrison. His mouth moving to nip at the other blue man’s neck. Lips moving against delicious blue skin he murmured, “Maybe I’ll just have you for breakfast.”
He actually was quite hungry. Prison food sucked. It always did. Seemingly to get worse every year. Or maybe it was just because he knew what food was supposed to taste like now.
“Mmmmmm.” Harrison sighed happily as Syx rolls him onto his back and takes control. God, the blue villain knows just how to bring out Harrison’s rare submissive side, by a perfect cocktail of dominance and sensual persuasion. “I am quite delicious. But not quite as delicious as chocolate chip pancakes with fruit, whipped cream, and bacon,” he says, reaching up to caress and squeeze Syx’s pert little blue ass.
Syx let out a soft groan, pushing back into those lovely hands, “Bacon sounds delightful.”
Rolling his hips and looking down at the equally delightful sight below his, Syx bit his lip, “I do hope dessert is an option afterwards, though,” god how he’d love to continue exploring Harrison with his mouth.
Sitting up he settled so that he was straddling Harrison, he tried to psyche himself up for meeting a new Wayne. Realising how little clothing he was wearing… and borrowed clothing at that, Syx blushed brightly, “Can I borrow a robe? A long one with sleeves?”
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