“OW!” Megamind jerked, and wrestled for control to get her into the shadow of the alley before yanking her arms around to try and pin her to the wall. Strength at least was on his side, though thin he’d learned to fight dirty in the prison yard and his alien biology made him stronger and more durable than he looked.
“Ha ha ha, Miss Ritchi,” he deadpanned, “We both know how well that worked out last time,” he tried to think of his quirk of anatomy as a biological blessing, not having external genitalia to be vulnerable to such attacks and not something that just made him freakish and alien.
“Oh,” Roxanne visibly relaxes at the sound of her attacker’s voice and turns her back to the wall. “It’s you. Just means I’d have to find a different soft spot.”
Roxanne tries her best to cross her arms over her chest, around the intrusion of the villain’s strong grip. She succeeds in accidentally pinning his hand under her arm on one side, and surreptitiously reaching for the switch to her hidden microphone on the other side.
“What do you want, Megamind?”
It’s not lost on her that the blue-skinned genius seems to be using more physical force tonight than usual, though she declines to comment rather than skirting awkwardly around a hastily-worded query.
As Megamind tried to shift his grip as she moved, thwarted by not using his full strength on her as after all he didn’t want to hurt her, he blushed as his hand touched something soft. Oh evil gods above. Trying to play it cool he, placed his other hand beside her head, locking green eyes with her blue.
“We are forgoing the knockout spray on this kidnapping, Miss Ritchi,” he explained as if it was the plan all along, “I shall, however, require that you withhold your screams of utter terror until we are properly in position for the main event. We wouldn’t want your boyfriend in tights crashing the party early, now would we?”
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