“Yeah its” He trailed off as he pulled his pants up and did them up, looking her over before untying the arms of his coat from around his neck and fitting it over her. He was glad he had this, and that she was so small. It would hide her pretty much until they got there and Wayne wasn’t planning on letting her walk, either.
Helping to get her pants up at least most of the way, Wayne then scoops her up into his arms and takes a deep, steadying breath.
“Okay we’re off. Just relax.”
It felt like an extremely long walk back to the penthouse even though it wasn’t and Wayne made it as quick a trip as possible once they got inside the building. It was without incident and he was grateful and eventually they were walking in through the foyer.
Wayne slowly let Bluebell down onto the floor and gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze, feeling himself tremble in uncertainty and fear.
Fear of himself.
“Th-the bathroom is… Is just down the-” He stops talking, as Sheldon had that moment come out of his study.
Arranging the clothing to cover herself as much as possible, Bluebell still felt small and exposed in his arms. They were big strong arms, that helped as she turned and buried her face against his chest. She didn’t want people to see her like this, small and weak. How could the humans not smell what they had done? They reeked of sex.
Going into the main floor of the huge tower was the worst, the fact that it was called Megamind Inc gave her some small consolation, though their eyes seemed glued to them. Feeling their looks and judgment crawl over her skin. She didn’t want to see the looks on their faces, the disgust in their eyes for everything she was. Her armor had fallen to pieces and she just wasn’t strong enough to face them.
She didn’t relax until Wayne set her down in the penthouse. Unsteady on her feet, Bell blinked at the open, spacious decor. All polished wood and white interiors. She belonged here as much as she belonged in the Scott Manor, which was to say not at all. Her eyes followed as Wayne pointed out the bathroom just a bit further in, to her right. Thank god, the congealing mess on her thighs was far from pleasant, “m‘K”
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Sheldon could smell them the second the penthouse door opened. Sex and his mate and something he couldn’t place but went straight to his groin like nothing ever had before. It smelled blue, it was the only way he could describe it. Swallowing thickly, he rose from his office chair and peeked out into the main room. Blinking owlishly at his mate from over his tiny reading glasses, the blue man wasn’t even sure what he was seeing.
That was clearly a blue woman. The blue woman who’d been bugging Wayne earlier that week. But… bite marks, sex smell, wrapped in Wayne’s coat… and guilt reeking off his fiancee.
“Wayne…?” Sheldon stepped out, brows furrowed in confusion as he neared. Eyes sliding between the woman and his mate, the picture his brain kept putting together seemed impossible, but damn if it wasn’t like looking into the past, “What happened?”
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