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70. ( Anna visits Syx in prison )

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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 felt her chest tighten at the state she saw Syx in.. god this was painful to see. It had been almost a rough wake up call when she had been told that Syx had been captured and taken to jail. She had been in a bit of shock.. and then outraged. It was the very first time Anna had actually demanded to be a part of one of his plans.. her request to see Syx had only put the plans into motion. 

Keeping her hand on the glass, her thumb ghosted over where Syx’s cheek was in her line of sight, wishing she could touch him. 

“Yes..” she assured him softly, her expression softening. “We had pigs in a blanket last night.. he made me wait for a couple minutes before I was allowed to eat them.. but you know how he can get with safety.. always so concerned..” She chuckled softly at what she said. “..I’ve been trying..” she added, swallowing heavily 

Well that one was fairly straight forward, pig in a blanket was plan 987 and a couple minuets indicated variant C, “I’m sorry I missed out. That’s one of my favorites and hell of a lot better then the food here.”

Syx nodded and licked his lips again. It was so much harder this time. Solitary always was the worst thing about getting arrested… but now that he had her in his life, now that his and Wayne’s relationship was changing… he shook with the need to physical contact and loving touch. 

He looked into her eyes, wishing he could speak freely, “I swear i did nothing but pace until ten least night. You’d think with so many channels that there would be more the five things to watch,” he told her the guards changed at 10 and their were five guards in his detail now.

One on the guards near by made a disgruntled sound, the visit would end soon. Quickly Syx added, “I love you,” he didn’t care if word got around that he had a lady love. He needed her, wanted her, he’d scream it to the world all the people that meant the world to him.

(ง •̀_•́)ง

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The fencing lesson had been going well, Syx was having more fun then he had in ages and this was far better then sparing with a brain bot. Emma however had a bad habit of using far too much strength for the thin blade, so when her lunge missed she punched Syx square in the jaw. His head snapped back as he staggered. 

Syx rubbed his hand over her hips gently as she fired. The laser canon, though it was far more then just a laser but he liked to simplify descriptions, shot out a stream of white goo. Hitting the stacked boxes it caused them to be knocked back against the cargo container where they instantly stuck, the glue quickly hardening into a shell.

Grinning widely he moved his hands around to her stomach, “That one comes in very handy as a crowd control. Want to try another one?”

Goosebumps again rushing along her skin at the contact at her stomach, making a humming noise as he purred into her ear. “..I kind of do,” she giggled sweetly, turning the thing to de-hydrate. “..Can I use the same target?” She asked, turning to look at him. 

The action brought their lips within inches of one another.. oh how easy it would be for her to close that short distance.. 

“Oh most certainly,” Syx voice dropped lower as his breath brushed over her lips. He leaned in until lips just touched her and then turned his head to press their cheeks together, “You ready for this?”

“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. 

Shine Bright Like A Diamond

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Syx let out a small gasp as Harrison’s tongue touched his ear, torn between playing his role and letting it continue. Oh this was going to be amazing the more time he got to spend with this man.

Turning his head to keep his ear away from Harrison’s mouth, Syx nipped the man’s jawline, letting his teeth graze the skin there. His voice low and rough as the fire of desire kindled up again, “You are a naughty boy. Am I going to have to spank you?” 

Harrison’s breath catches at that suggestion; there’s no way Syx could miss it.  He’s longing for a good spanking, has been for so long.  He’d tried with Wayne but it hadn’t worked out well.  A few swats sure, but Wayne wasn’t a dom and he didn’t know how to truly turn Harrison over his knee.

But Harrison knew Syx would have no trouble figuring it out.  

“I don’t know,” he finally retorts, the response sounding weak even as the words left his mouth.  “Are you?”

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.”

Shine Bright Like A Diamond

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“And if I refuse?” Harrison replied back, eyebrows wiggling flirtatiously as he plays along.  He tries to pull his hand away, testing Syx’s grip.  “What then?”

Syx leaned up putting more weight on Harrison’s wrist, ghosting his lips along the other blue man’s jaw, “I’d have to punish you of course,” he breathed out, “Naughty boys get punished after all.”

He took Harrison’s earlob in his teeth again and pulled, “The more rebellious you are the more creative I’d have to get.”

“Well you’re going to have to put that mega-mind of yours to work,” Harrison purred in reply.  “Because I am often very, very naughty.  And it has been a long time since anyone brought me to heel.”  And with that he reached out, his tongue flicking the very edge of Syx’s ear.

Syx let out a small gasp as Harrison’s tongue touched his ear, torn between playing his role and letting it continue. Oh this was going to be amazing the more time he got to spend with this man.

Turning his head to keep his ear away from Harrison’s mouth, Syx nipped the man’s jawline, letting his teeth graze the skin there. His voice low and rough as the fire of desire kindled up again, “You are a naughty boy. Am I going to have to spank you?” 

Blue Paint

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Huffing a breath of annoyance despite knowing he had good reason, Megamind rolls her eyes. “You’ll have to learn to be, then.” is her response, one of her Brainbots now hovering at shoulder level.

His own bots moved defensively around them as Syx glared at her. It was a gamble, but he kept his own weapon lowered. Looking her in the eye, green eye to green, he put the de-gun into its holster and raised his hands, “Well he-ro,” he overemphasized, eyebrows raised, “What now?”

Syx seeming to settle down made this easier, Megamind waiting until his de-gun was holstered before lowering hers, meeting his eyes in turn. She’s notably not arguing with the name, not calling attention to his pronunciation. “To begin with, get familiar with this world.”

Syx rolled his eyes, “That’s what I was doing,” he crossed his arms in a huff, “So are you going to keep threatening me in the street for painting graffiti or shall me go somewhere and talk. I have a lot of questions.”

He didn’t like being so exposed as this with his new possible threat, all to aware the cops could be drawn here at anytime. Plus he didn’t want to speak openly where there might be ears.

Shine Bright Like A Diamond

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“I think you’ll find that I rarely have trouble rising to the occasion,” Harrison drawled smugly, slipping back into flirting with practised ease. “If you think you can pose worthy a challenge that is…..

What do you prefer?”  He waggled his eyebrows at the other man.  “Sir?  Master?  Daddy?   Or just Mister Blue?”

Syx’s eyes widened at the question, a slight blush returning to his cheeks as he worried his bottom lip. His inexperience throwing him off terribly, “I… um… not Sir or Daddy…” he blew out a breath trying to recapture his confidence again, instead he found himself admitting, “I’ve had prison bitches, but other then Wayne and Anna I haven’t done anything outside of that. This is all still… new…”

Harrison smiled at him, a soft smile.  “For someone who is new, you seem to be a natural dom.  And a cute one too,” he adds, just to be a brat as he reaches up to playfully pinch Syx’s blushing cheek.  “I’m a sucker for boys who blush.”

Syx pushed Harrison’s hand away and grabbing his wrist pinned it to the couch again. His blush only grew brighter at the teasing though, “I’m not cute, I’m devilishly handsome,” he growled, teeth clenched, “You keep that up and I’ll have you call me ‘my Overlord’ in bed,” he joked, he really wasn’t sure what he wanted.

“And if I refuse?” Harrison replied back, eyebrows wiggling flirtatiously as he plays along.  He tries to pull his hand away, testing Syx’s grip.  “What then?”

Syx leaned up putting more weight on Harrison’s wrist, ghosting his lips along the other blue man’s jaw, “I’d have to punish you of course,” he breathed out, “Naughty boys get punished after all.”

He took Harrison’s earlob in his teeth again and pulled, “The more rebellious you are the more creative I’d have to get.”