“I bought ice cream!”

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Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike.

He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.

“Oh… uh, thank you?”

“Oh, shit. You’re not Sheldon.” Wayne says as he walks up to Syx and stares down at him, blinking, a triple scoop icecream in each hand.

The man looked disappointed for a second before grinning and handing the blue man one of the iced treats anyway.
“Ah man, and here I thought you were my boyfriend dressin’ up for me. Oh well.” Wayne laughs and looks over the bike with a low whistle.

“Niiice. I’m Wayne by the way.” He had a feeling this blue man might already know that, but who knew?

“Your boyfriend?” Syx colored slightly but took the ice cream cone, it was a flavor he liked and he was willing to suffer the dairy intolerance issues for it now that it was presented to him.

“How many versions of us are hooked up?” he muttered under his breath as he shook his head, “So boyfriend. You’re not Harrison’s, so who’s are you then?”

“And of course it’s nice, I built it myself,” Syx raised his chin proudly as Wayne admired his bike.

“Oh, huh… I dunno. The only ones i’m aware of is Harrison and I. You’ve got a Wayne on your arm too, huh?” He asks, smiling happily at that and walking around the bike.

“I’m Sheldon’s. Sheldon Scott. I’m guessing if you’ve met Harrison he’s mentioned him at some point.” Wayne says, hand running over the bike seat as he travels around it.

Syx narrowed his eyes at the audacity of the man to feel he could touch his bike like that.

“Yes Harrison mentioned Sheldon. He’s a Scott like you,” he said snottily, but even as he did he questioned himself. This Wayne didn’t have the mannerisms he was used to. Mussed up hair, calm and laid back, simple clothing, and… assertive… Syx bit his lip, “Hands off the bike.”

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Syx froze and drew in a sharp breath, green eyes wide. Wayne powerless? Even when his Wayne followed his every order and gave under his touch Syx knew it was only because the hero was allowing it. He could never truly restrain or hold down. Only pretend. Control was still a fantasy… but true restraint… seeing Wayne tug and pull and unable to get free… all that power and invulnerability laying vulnerable before him?

Syx crashed his lips to Harrison’s, letting go of his wrists in order to cup the man’s face as he kissed him roughly. Breaking the kiss he leaned their foreheads together, “We’d be amazing together,” he kissed him again, he couldn’t stop himself, “Tied up at our feet, begging for release,” the word had a wonderful double meaning to it that made Syx chuckle, “Yes that pleases me.”

Harrison lets Syx claim his mouth as rough as he likes, wrapping his arms wantonly around the other blue man. The forehead touching always felt good but now it was tinged with erotic energy and bound in frenzied kisses that made his head spin. “You and I…. mmmm…. we’d be brilliant. Blue. And oh so very bad,” he muttered between kisses. The possibilities were endless.

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“What if I were to help you?” Harrison suddenly blurted out, lightheaded from the lusty mix of sensation and scent. “I have restraints. Magical. Even Wayne can’t break them. The two of us could bring him to justice. Together. If that pleases you.” He could just imagine it now, the two of them, standing over Wayne’s naked spread body, ready to do all sorts of delightful wicked things to the bound hero.

Syx froze and drew in a sharp breath, green eyes wide. Wayne powerless? Even when his Wayne followed his every order and gave under his touch Syx knew it was only because the hero was allowing it. He could never truly restrain or hold down. Only pretend. Control was still a fantasy… but true restraint… seeing Wayne tug and pull and unable to get free… all that power and invulnerability laying vulnerable before him?

Syx crashed his lips to Harrison’s, letting go of his wrists in order to cup the man’s face as he kissed him roughly. Breaking the kiss he leaned their foreheads together, “We’d be amazing together,” he kissed him again, he couldn’t stop himself, “Tied up at our feet, begging for release,” the word had a wonderful double meaning to it that made Syx chuckle, “Yes that pleases me.”

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Harrison moaned, his arms reveling in the stretch and relishing the attention on his neck. God damn, he wanted to give himself over to this man, to this villain. It had been so long since anyone had taken such control over him….

“And if my mate tries to stop you? Tries to save me from your evil clutches? What then?” he asked, goading Syx along. As much as he wants the other man and wants this to happen, he doesn’t want it unless Wayne is a part of the experience too.

His breath coming quicker as he gets himself worked up more, Syx growls against Harrison’s throat, giving it one last firm bite before leaning back, “Oh ho ho, he can certainly try! I’m well versed in epic battles of banter and wit against Metro Man. I’ll bend that might hero under my spiked boot,” Syx grinned, throwing himself into his more villainous mannerisms, “Your precious hero can’t save you from the sinful clutches of Megamind.”

He could just about perfectly envision the a more sexy and accessible variant of his normal costume for such roleplay. Or that would be the best kidnapping yet. He idly wondered if his Wayne would be interested in something like that.

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Syx ran his thumb over Harrison’s lip, so strange to see a it from the other point of view, that gorgeous blue lip being bit. He was getting increasingly more excited about playing out more of the fantasies he’d envisioned in his long nights in solitary. The idea that he could do them with this man, touching blue skin, made it all the sweeter.

“If you still insist of being a naughty boy,” Syx growled, leaning in until his lips brushed against Harrison’s skin, “Then I’ll work you up into suck a state, but but never let you cum. Until begging you plead to me how good you’ll be if I just give you that sweet release.”

Harrison let out a soft noise – not a whimper, he would never call it a whimper. “Oh you are a villain,” he exhaled, still trying to keep himself under control. Once more he half-tried to break Syx’s grip on his hands. “And what if I can’t keep my hands off you? Then what?”

Keeping his grip on Harrison’s wrists Syx stretches their arms high over the other blue man’s head, forcing him to stretch out on lovely ways. It would be so much more delightful without all that clothing in the way. Pushing his wrists together over his head Syx leaned forward and rolled his hips against Harrison’s groin.

“Then I would take that silky tie of yours and bind you up. My captive plaything so that I could have my wicked way with you,” his head dropping low as his arms sagged a bit from their stretched position Syx mouthed Harrison’s neck, biting and sucking, before kissing the spot, “I’d cover you in marks so you would remember me until next time.”

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Anna held the phone to her ear, pressing her hand flat against the glass that separated them. She was wearing his hologram watch.. she had changed her features just a bit, so she didn’t look as who she normally was. Her expression was warm and tender, swallowing.

“..I miss you..” She murmured softly. Hyper aware that they were being listened to and watched, she sniffled, “..I found the car.. you had left it at the corner of Night’inham..” she told him softly

Anna quickly grasped onto the information that he gave to her, her fingers curling on the glass as she heard the guard grunt. She had to fight against her own nature, physically biting her lip to prevent herself from doing or saying anything stupid… no. She couldn’t..

Seeing him as he was broke her heart, craving his touch and affection from the instant he had been taken. She had tried her hardest to rush the break out.. but Minion was stubborn and he knew how these things worked.

“I love you too..” She made sure to speak it loud enough to Syx to hear. “..I’ll wait for you, forever..” were her next words, spoken more softly now. They were true, from the heart.. she would wait however long it took. Luckily enough, she wouldn’t be waiting for much longer..

Standing, she strode out of the building with her head held high, uncaring of any looks she certainly got. She made her way along the streets, moving along before she went to get into the invisible car, sighing.

After a brief moment of silence, Anna relayed what bit of information Syx had given to her, staring hard at the dash before her as she fiddled with the watch, her normal appearance returning

When Syx was carted back to his cell and finally released back into the round room he curled up in his chair. Head on his knees as he began the count down to freedom.

Every second an eternity.

Every moment without touch hell.

To long.

Always too long.

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Syx sensed the shift in the man under him, a wickedly evil smile spreading slowly across his face. Oh ho ho, yes this would be wonderful.

“Naughty little boys will get turned over my knee and get a good hard spanking,” Syx purred, smooth and huskily as he gripped Harrison’s jaw and tipped his head up to him as he straightened and looked down. Stroking Harrison’s cheek, “I’ll make you count them all out and if you forget I’d have to start over.”

Harrison bit his lower lip and tried to steady his breathing. He gulped down a dry swallow. God that sounded like exactly what he needed. He was buzzing with the thought of his ass red and more and more sensitive with every slap. If the other man truly bent him over his knee like that, Harrison might cum all over his lap. Especially if Wayne was watching to take notes.

“And if that doesn’t work?,” Harrison asked, voice thick with obvious lust. “Then what?”

Syx ran his thumb over Harrison’s lip, so strange to see a it from the other point of view, that gorgeous blue lip being bit. He was getting increasingly more excited about playing out more of the fantasies he’d envisioned in his long nights in solitary. The idea that he could do them with this man, touching blue skin, made it all the sweeter.

“If you still insist of being a naughty boy,” Syx growled, leaning in until his lips brushed against Harrison’s skin, “Then I’ll work you up into suck a state, but but never let you cum. Until begging you plead to me how good you’ll be if I just give you that sweet release.”