Syx drew in a breath of anticipation as Harrison’s hands moved over him, hardly able to help how his body reacted to the potential behind those motions. This was a game, he understood games and enjoyed them. It was only without rules in place he wasn’t sure how far he could go… it wasn’t as fun to break the rules when you didn’t realize you were breaking them. Still…
Pushing it a bit further, the villain shifted in Harrison’s arms, one hand sliding along the man’s inner thigh, “Just as much of a show-off with that temple thing,” he whispered conspiratorily to Harrison, knowing Wayne could hear, before cheering on the hero, “Savior of my cocoa, defender of breakfast.”
Harrison laughed, low and sultry, and flashed Syx a conspiratorial grin. Oh, he liked that hand on his inner thigh, a move so bold from a natural dom and more than he’d hoped for when he put on the short flirty black silk robe that morning. But that was his villain alright, always pushing the limits.
“Able to leap tall shortstacks in a single bound,” Harrison quipped, turning his head to look at Wayne in a way that left his long slim neck temptingly exposed to Syx’s nearby mouth. Now he just needed to see how his mate would respond to the display of two naughty blue boys such as themselves. Would he be wary? Aroused? Shy? Harrison couldn’t wait to see.
[Even though he is deliberately not looking at the pair, Wayne is still distinctly aware of the sounds of them touching eachother and is becoming more aware of their increased heart and breathing rates. Normally, all of that is background noise, but he can’t help focusing on the things he isn’t seeing. It’s just cruel.]
How do you know that I don’t have to touch my temple to make it work? [He’s completely bluffing and trying to distract from the obvious issues, but it’s better than letting the blue men make him too flustered. It doesn’t, however, allow him to ignore them forever and he is forced to finally look at them properly once the cocoa is heated thoroughly.]
[The sight that greets him makes Wayne sort of freeze up for a moment, before he slaps a mask into place and slides the cocoa over to Syx. It’s not visible on the outside, but Harrison can undoubtedly feel that he is both aroused and confused and hesitant.] Here you go. Do tell me if it needs to be hotter.
Harrison’s exposed neck was far too tempting, Syx gave it a small lick as he squeezed the bare thigh in his hands. A shiver of arousal going right to his core and how horribly naughty and tantalizing this all was. His darkened green eyes slid back over towards Wayne, unsure what he’d find there.
The blank mask that covers the hero’s features before Syx can get a read on him, has the villain slightly worried. He wants this fun and he’s getting ridiculously attached to Harrison, but he doesn’t want to cause a fight. Mostly waiting for Harrison for ques on where to take this, Syx removes the hand on the other blue man’s tight to accept the cocoa.
“Exquisite,” Syx purred after taking a sip. Answering Wayne’s earlier question, he added, “Well it’s a concentration trick, isn’t it? And I’ve seen mine do it without his hands before.”
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