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Harrison couldn’t help but show his disappointment when Syx was no longer in his lap.  And normally if left unattended in a new place he would wander and touch whatever he pleased.  But Syx had told him to stay and so he decided to obey.  If you don’t count getting up to reclaim the plate of cookies before heading right back to his place on the sofa.  By the time Syx returns, all the lightning bolt cookies are nothing but a few crumbs and Harrison has brainbot 8 on it’s back while he pats its belly.  

“Djinn… like a genie?” Syx wrinkled his nose, much of the book didn’t make sense to him which was why he’d never really dug into it before, “There is one paragraph and it seems more theoretical then from experience,” he sighed, “I might have to ask for a favor from Hot Flash if I have to deal with this Drago then.”

Seeing that his ‘spot’ was now occupied by #8 Syx stood frowning at the bot who was very much enjoying the attention of the ‘other daddy’. He could go back to sitting next to Harrison, but his previous seat had been far preferable. For the time being he simply cocked a hip as he stood before Harrison and grabbed a gear cookie for himself.

“He used the word djinn, but yeah, he seems like a genie.  I know he has powers over sand as well as telekinetic powers and the ability to curse people.  Other than that, I’m not entirely sure what he can do.  Only that he opened a door to a pack of demons that want my entire family dead,” he said bitterly, biting his bottom lip.  He gave eight a few more pats, then let out a loud sigh. 

“Sorry to be maudlin.  It’s just been rough.  Even with Wayne’s powers and having the Horseman of War on our side, it’s not enough.  I’m learning a little magic, but nothing powerful enough to fight a demon or a djinn.  Mostly I can just put up defensive shields and float small objects.”  With that he focuses on a cookie on the plate and soon the cat shaped sweet is levitating in the air.  That catches eight’s eye and the bot leaps up to tackle the cookie with it’s giant bear trap jaws.  Apparently Syx wasn’t lying about the biting.  

Syx raised his brows at the magic trick, “There is a good several chapters in here about demons…” he sighed, “But I’ve never dealt with them directly myself. I got the impression the D.S. had a run in at least once in the past though,” the villain shrugged.

He waved off eight who was in a mood now and bobbing around excitedly and snapping it’s jaws, raining cookie crumbs everywhere. After a moment of hesitation Syx slid into Harrison’s lap again and took the man’s chin in his hand, “I could potentially call in some favors and set you up with a meeting with Hot Flash using my rep with her as your in. However…” he let the word hang, “Such business between us would leave you indebted to me and I don’t care about money. Favors and information are far more useful,” plus he was having far to many dangerous thoughts about the man. Like what he’d taste like.

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Sensing the very abrupt change in mood Syx frown, “Djinn?”

Letting go of Harrison’s wrists he stroked his goatee thoughtfully before clapping his hands and hoping up, “Oh magic is annoying but considering that half the D.S. is magic I’ve had to learn to cope.”

He spun around trying to remember where he’d put the thing. Jogging off he froze and pointed a finger at Harrison, his voice full of command that he expected to be obeyed, “Stay.”

With that he moved over to one on the storage racks a bit away and started digging through it. Not so long ago he’d had to put aside his rivalry with Psycho Delic in order to fight off a powerful magic user that had tried to muscle his way into Metrocity. Hot Flash had given him a reference book of sorts to help. Pulling the dusty book out of a box he wandered back over to the couch, skimming through the hand written book as it didn’t have an index.

Harrison couldn’t help but show his disappointment when Syx was no longer in his lap.  And normally if left unattended in a new place he would wander and touch whatever he pleased.  But Syx had told him to stay and so he decided to obey.  If you don’t count getting up to reclaim the plate of cookies before heading right back to his place on the sofa.  By the time Syx returns, all the lightning bolt cookies are nothing but a few crumbs and Harrison has brainbot 8 on it’s back while he pats its belly.  

“Djinn… like a genie?” Syx wrinkled his nose, much of the book didn’t make sense to him which was why he’d never really dug into it before, “There is one paragraph and it seems more theoretical then from experience,” he sighed, “I might have to ask for a favor from Hot Flash if I have to deal with this Drago then.”

Seeing that his ‘spot’ was now occupied by #8 Syx stood frowning at the bot who was very much enjoying the attention of the ‘other daddy’. He could go back to sitting next to Harrison, but his previous seat had been far preferable. For the time being he simply cocked a hip as he stood before Harrison and grabbed a gear cookie for himself.

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And with that, Harrison relaxed fully under the other man’s body.  He’d won, but he was suddenly very aware of how close they were, of how good it felt to have his arms pinned like this, and of the heady mixture of scent and feeling coming from the aroused blue man.  God, if this kept going he would let this man suck him, would let him fuck him a half dozen ways to Tuesday.  The villain might be a little awkward, but he was worlds apart from the Megamind that Harrison knew.  No, this one had a naturally dominant spirit to him, even under the blush.  And the part of Harrison that hadn’t submitted in so long was aching.  His old playboy instincts were screaming at him to pull the villain into a deep tongue-heavy kiss and let this man have his way with him.  

Instead he let out a long breath.  “You’re right, I’m sorry.  I often don’t realize where the line is until I go flying across it.”  He flexed his wrists, testing to see how tightly Megamind was holding them.  It surprised even himself how much he wanted to behave for the other man now that he’d been properly chastised.  “This has happened to me before; when we get together after so long without other blue people to practice controlling our emotional senses.  From here on out, all business.”

Syx keep his firm hold on Harrison’s wrists, he wasn’t really sure he wanted to go back to ‘all business’ now. Especially now that he was getting more comfortable with the other blue man relaxing under him. This was how it should be. Harrison had started this, he could damn well live with what he started. Syx found he trusted the man to behave much more in this position. 

“Business fine,” Syx shifted to get more comfortable, but didn’t let the man go or get off his lap, “For starter if we’re talking business it’s Syx Blue. As for the interrogation…” he struggled to remember what he wanted to know, “Who are the power players in the city?”

Harrison was certainly comfortable with the other man in his lap, but wished he would let go of his wrists.  Oh well.  He had certainly pushed and it was certainly better than an alligator tank.  

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Syx Blue,” Harrison replied, still testing the waters to see how the villain would respond now that he was in control.  “As for power players, it really depends.  Are we talking legitimate financial and political powers, or are you wanting a roster of the city’s heroes and villains?”

Now that he was in control the blush was fading away, Syx was still incredibly distracted by the other blue man under him though. He loosened his grip but didn’t let go. Not trust Harrison not to push the touch too far and go into territory Syx wasn’t comfortable with. Now that he was relaxed he let his eyes roam over his captive. He was a truly gorgeous man.. and blue… that was very tempting.

“Both. I’m going to take a safe bet that you’ll be one of the rival financial powers in the city. I know Lord Scott would be another. I’ve always butted heads with the man,” the villain smirked he always kept a diverse portfolio and had income both legal and illegal, “Even if he didn’t know it was me.”

Settling into Harrison’s lap with an experimental roll of his hips, Syx hummed, “I’ve already checked and all the ones I know are still around. The full Doom Syndicate and my Wayne… but there are quite a few more now aren’t there?”

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Harrison finds it fascinating that someone who claims to not want to be flirted with has managed to practically crawl into his lap.  But he doesn’t say that.  In fact he doesn’t say anything.  Instead he weighs his options… and chooses the worst one.  

He waggles his eyebrows at the other man, but if the villain wants him silent, he’ll comply.  However that doesn’t stop him from reaching up with one finger and trailing it feather light up and over the point of Megamind’s ear, then down to the lobe and slowly, oh so slowly, tracing the sensitive tendons of the other man’s neck.  

A shiver runs through Syx’s body as he sucks in a breath, the touches going straight to his groin. Jerking he removes his hand from Harrison’s mouth and grabs both of the man’s wrists, pinning them to the couch. He blew out a breath and glowered, “Fucking hell man!”

He could just tie the man up and deliver him back to his husband… it was an option. But he still wanted to ask questions… only…

Syx swallowed and tried to sort out his head but Harrison was making it impossible to think, “Fuck, just fuck. Either I’m going to suck you off or you need to stop.”

And with that, Harrison relaxed fully under the other man’s body.  He’d won, but he was suddenly very aware of how close they were, of how good it felt to have his arms pinned like this, and of the heady mixture of scent and feeling coming from the aroused blue man.  God, if this kept going he would let this man suck him, would let him fuck him a half dozen ways to Tuesday.  The villain might be a little awkward, but he was worlds apart from the Megamind that Harrison knew.  No, this one had a naturally dominant spirit to him, even under the blush.  And the part of Harrison that hadn’t submitted in so long was aching.  His old playboy instincts were screaming at him to pull the villain into a deep tongue-heavy kiss and let this man have his way with him.  

Instead he let out a long breath.  “You’re right, I’m sorry.  I often don’t realize where the line is until I go flying across it.”  He flexed his wrists, testing to see how tightly Megamind was holding them.  It surprised even himself how much he wanted to behave for the other man now that he’d been properly chastised.  “This has happened to me before; when we get together after so long without other blue people to practice controlling our emotional senses.  From here on out, all business.”

Syx keep his firm hold on Harrison’s wrists, he wasn’t really sure he wanted to go back to ‘all business’ now. Especially now that he was getting more comfortable with the other blue man relaxing under him. This was how it should be. Harrison had started this, he could damn well live with what he started. Syx found he trusted the man to behave much more in this position. 

“Business fine,” Syx shifted to get more comfortable, but didn’t let the man go or get off his lap, “For starter if we’re talking business it’s Syx Blue. As for the interrogation…” he struggled to remember what he wanted to know, “Who are the power players in the city?”