Harrison returned the headrubs with some bemusement. Here was a big bad supervillain and natural dom getting all nervous about meeting his husband. Syx and Wayne were quite a pair of nervous nellies….
“Its going to be fine,” he emphasized, offering Syx his favorite pair of crocodile Brooks Brothers slippers, custom made for his slim feet in black leather and fleece.
“Let’s go worrywort,” he teased, trying to put a smile on his companion’s face. “There’s nothing like Wayne’s chocolate chip pancakes, I promise.”
Slipping his feet into the comfortable slippers, Syx put his game face on. This was no different from facing Metro Man, like anytime before! Slapping his cheeks to wake himself up, he huffed out a breath through his nose, “Alright! Pancakes.”
Chin held high and shoulders set he did his best villainous swagger out of the bedroom. Having pulled the robe’s ties loose, after much internal debate, he was happy he did. The long robe swooshed lovely, nearly like his cape.
“Oh ho! Is that breakfast I smell?” he cheered in his more Megamind tones, rubbing his hands together gleefully.
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