Sheldon let out a soft whine, rising up with his hands on Wayne’s shoulders, “You’d best do a thorough job, just to be sure,” he gasped, cheeks flushed as he looked back towards Bell, “You could always… help him keep the number straight.”
He had a feeling that she wanted to see him just as much as he did her. To see a tentacle that wasn’t his own… god, he never thought he’d have the opportunity.
—
Biting her finger, Bluebell sat in rapt fascination, one hand wandering between her legs as she got comfortable. Just cupping herself as her eyes darkened, “You are naughty boys.”
Smirking, she commented, “You got plenty of bumps yourself there, big boy. Gotta say, I love that pretty ring too~”
Wayne was starting to feel a bit more confident as Sheldon rose up a little, reaching up to brush the robe off his shoulders and lower it from his body, exposing his beautiful blue skin and humming in appreciation as he begins to stroke from his chest down to his hips and over his thighs.
Wayne continued to stroke his lover gently like this while looking over at Bell and smirking, bowing his head a little towards her.
“Thanks. Sheldon picked it out for me. It’s my engagement gift to him.” Wayne says easily and proudly. He was only slightly embarrassed about being so nude in front of Bluebell but seeing as they’d fucked and also were in the shower together, the feeling was quickly leaving.
Trailing his fingers down Sheldon’s little treasure trail, Wayne just about purrs as his digits slip along his lover’s slit. “Mmm, already so moist for me, baby” Wayne murmurs, leaning in and licking up his neck slowly while playing along his excited flesh.
“You put a hole in your dick for an engagement?” Bluebell arched her brows and gave a wolf whistle, “I’d hate to think what the wedding’s going to be like.”
The smell coming off the blue man was divine, adding to the lovely scent she’d found earlier from Wayne. Biting her lip, she purred, “Fuck yeah, right up in there.”
Her own fingers followed suit, pushing into her own slit to tease the tip of her tentacle.
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Sheldon moaned at the touches, the exhibitionist display he was putting on. He hadn’t been turned on in this way since his times with his mistress. His mind went back to that place, being a good little boy and putting on a show. It helped that the smells coming from the woman were so incredibly enticing.
Holding Wayne’s shoulders, Sheldon dropped his mouth to his lover’s neck nibbling on the skin there, “Mine. My pretty boy. I’m always wet for you.”
Pushing his ass out, he presented himself to Bell while moving to give Wayne better access to his body and swelling tentacle. His open mouth kisses turning to bites as he finds the scar on Wayne’s neck that he’d left from the time he’d been under a mer curse. Biting as hard as he could to remind his mate.
Turning off the disguise watch so she could be truly and properly evil, Bell skipped in. With the night vision activated, she easily dodged the obstacles around. Throwing out her most evil voice she announced to any workers present, “Come out, come out, wherever you aaaare~ the big bad wolf has come to huff and puff and blow you AWAY!”
De-gun in hand, Bell looked for movement. All she needed to do was cube anyone in here and then she could easily pick through the shop for any useful tech. It would be a cakewalk.
Stumbling over one of the still-unfinished projects she’d set aside nearby, Lucy scowls in the dark, pulling herself up just in time to hear someone calling out. “You picked the wrong place!” she blusters, hearing how young her voice still sounds and wincing.
Searching out a source of light, she grins on finding a small penlight and quickly presses the on switch, swinging the small light around toward where she’d heard that voice coming from.
As the pen light hit Bluebell’s face, she screamed, her vision going white, “OH FUCK!”
Ducking down she pulled up the goggles and pointed her de-gun at the light source. Squinting and blinking as she tried to clear her eyesight, “That’s cheating!” why did she forget that flashlights were a thing, “And you picked the… the wrong villain to BLIND! Ha!”
It was surprisingly harder to be witty with her eyes watering. Maybe these goggles needed to be tweaked more. Obviously, the settings were off. With the goggles off, her blue face was obvious, her eyes accentuated with eyeshadow in greens and purples.
“You are a horribly difficult woman to work with. What in all of creation do you want from me? I offered you free Italian. All you have to do is physically get there. I don’t even care how.”
“I am attempting to be nice and you are reminding me why I shouldn’t bother.”
“Oh, what are you doing out this far little Miss? We don’t get trick-or-treaters out here.”
Actually, unless you count that witch that had dropped by one year, they’d never gotten any to the Evil Lair. Still, Minion was always prepared.
“Just a moment!” he returned shortly with a tray of cookies, offering them to the girl, “And what are you tonight?”
“….Mommy and daddy are at home.” She looked off to the side, knowing adults hated that. They hated how she went off on her own. But she didn’t see what the big deal was. “I’m a…big girl!”
“Not very big, though,” Minion corrected, “But then I’m not very big either.”
He spun around in the tank of his suit, “When we aren’t very big, that means its dangerous to go alone. It’s alright to need help. That’s why Sir built me this suit.”
“Why don’t I walk you back home, little Miss? We can get more candy on the way back. By the way, my name’s Minion, what’s yours?”
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