The man wasn’t hard to spot and once she had, Bluebell just HAD to go say hi. She practically skipped over to the large man, following him at a bit of a distance until he was in a more private area of the park. Doing a wolf whistle, she slapped his ass.
Wayne hummed as he felt someone’s arms sliding around him from behind, he figured it was Sheldon since he was currently out with him and a look down told him yep, those blue hands were his mates.
Moaning softly at the rubbing over his crotch, he presses slightly against the hands before freezing.
They could have been Sheldon’s hands… Except the nails were painted and Wayne knew Sheldon hadn’t gotten his done today. The next moment he’d pulled away and turned, bumping back against the railing of the bridge and staring at the short, blue woman standing before him.
Wayne felt scandalized, and looked it, too.
“What the fuck, lady?!”
Bluebell, laughed as Wayne jerked away, “Ah come on now big boy! My trouser monster doesn’t bite,” she winked and grabbed her crouch lewdly, “It just wants to be your frand~” tossing her head back she cackled, “You’d think gay men were allergic,” she ran her hands over her curves, “Don’t worry baby boy, I won’t taint you.”
Sheldon raised a sculpted brow at the whole exchange, “She stole your wallet? How in the world did she steal your wallet?“ he looked between the two with a frown, torn between bafflement and confusion at his mate’s reactions. Focusing on the crass woman, he snorted, “Do you have no shame?”
“Look I was distracted, okay? I thought her hands were yours on my… Ahem, anyhow-” Wayne stops and groans at Bluebell’s continued taunting, covering his eyes and frowning.
“Give it a rest, would you? Get out of here, don’t make me call the- Call backup.” Wayne takes his hand away and glowers at Bell.
Wrapping an arm around Wayne’s arm protectively and to reassure his flustered mate, Sheldon raised a brow, “Backup? For what?”
Bell did a little shimmy, “Because little boy can’t handle all this,” she stuck out her tongue and waggled it suggestively at him, “Can you, pretty boy?”
“Oh sweet lord,” Sheldon groaned, she’d actually be gorgeous if she wasn’t so batshit insane. Actually, even that wasn’t necessarily a turn off in the right environment, but a public walkway was not it, “Turn down.”
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: oh I most certainly rule a smokey look! And oh my yes, every inch of that blue skin for me to lick and bite and kiss. To claim. My captive. My pet. My Harrison. ]
[TXT MSG: I want you to bite me, to mark me as yours, to send me home with a bright red sore ass from your spankings and perhaps a few marks from a crop or a lash. To make me yours. My overlord. My Syx ]
[TXT: All that lovely blue skin marked up so gorgeously like a canvas. Your hero will know every bit of fun we had whether he was there to see it or not. ]
[TXT: you wearing that tentacle cock ring under your clothing and imagining my tentacle wrapped around you, would you do that for me, my captive? ]
Bluebell was starving and things were not AT ALL going as planned. Chewing on her lower lip, she glared at the store window as she pulled the oversized hoodie up more. Minion was back at their Evil Lair, a cool abandoned firehouse they’d found, and was getting everything set up for sleeping accommodations. Bell was supposed to be getting supplies.
They’d been away from home for two days now. It was the longest they’d ever run away for. But two days meant all the food she’d brought with was gone. And that meant having to deal with people. In the sweater pocket, she closed her hand over the small de-gun and squared her shoulders.
Chin up, cock out. Walk like you’re going to put a boot up someone’s ass. She psyched herself up, walking with purpose. Now was time to man up or shut up, and Bluebell was going to prove that everyone needed to take her seriously as Megamind! She was a villainess and damn well she wasn’t going to starve to death just because no one wanted to sell food to the blue freak.
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: You’re astoundingly beautiful. I’ve never really used anything makeup wise other than black, but that sounds exquisite ❤ ]
[TXT: we’ll be jaw dropping together. Our mates wont be able to stand it ]
[TXT MSG: I’m always a sucker for a blue boy in eyeliner. And a nice smokey eye would look delectable with that corset. I want nothing on me but your jewels, every inch of my blue skin on display. All for you my overlord ]
[TXT: oh I most certainly rule a smokey look! And oh my yes, every inch of that blue skin for me to lick and bite and kiss. To claim. My captive. My pet. My Harrison. ]
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: that corset, thigh high boots, long gloves and nothing else. After you were a good boy and kissed every spike on me >;) then you’d get the tent~ ]
[TXT MSG: I live to serve my overlord and only hope he rewards me with his tentacle for a job well done ]
[TXT MSG: I can’t stop imagining the two us dressed up together. We would be stunning. I’m thinking a little gold eye makeup, maybe some lip gloss that brings out the purple on the tips of my ears… I want to be beautiful for you. ]
[TXT: You’re astoundingly beautiful. I’ve never really used anything makeup wise other than black, but that sounds exquisite ❤ ]
[TXT: we’ll be jaw dropping together. Our mates wont be able to stand it ]
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: oh sweet evil gods I can’t think of anything hotter than leading you around by your cock. Accept wearing this while doing it ]
[TXT MSG: I would worship you as my own evil god in that. I’d lick and suck every spike if you ordered me to. Once I picked my jaw up off the floor O_O ]
[TXT: that corset, thigh high boots, long gloves and nothing else. After you were a good boy and kissed every spike on me >;) then you’d get the tent~ ]
[TXT MSG: Unhand me you fiend!! *kicks and waves arms, pretending to struggle dramatically* ]
[TXT: oh ho ho~ I’m sure I can come up with something to satisfy that and the thought of you covered in jewelry is absolutely sinful ]
[TXT: a few ideas for my gorgeous captive >:-) ]
[TXT MSG: I don’t usually go for spikes, but I’d wear them for you. And that tentacle cock ring is exquisite. I’d relish being your gorgeous captive. How about incorporating this with the tentacle cock ring?
[TXT MSG: You can even keep me on a little gold leash that attaches to my cock. Make me your captive little plaything ]
[TXT: oh sweet evil gods I can’t think of anything hotter than leading you around by your cock. Accept wearing this while doing it ]
Arms crossed she held her ground as he walked away. The man was a defensive rich asshole and her life was far better without him. As a parting remark, she added, “You know, I’d far rather be kidnapped by Megamind, smelly bag and all, than put up with you. At least Megamind actually manages entertaining insults. I’m not the one bereft of wit.”
She should stop. She really should. She knew she should. But damn it, she always held herself back, around Megamind and Wayne was the only time she didn’t and faced with blue… it was hard to break that habit especially when her blood was as hot as it was currently.
Harrison rolled his eyes as he walked away. Of all the petty, self-centered, childish, boneheaded – that’s what she is!
Her final insults are frankly pathetic and the blue man doesn’t dignify them with a response. He just keeps walking away, frankly disgusted by her ignorant, privileged judgement. On his way out of the park he dumps the remaining donuts in a nearby trashcan. He’s lost his appetite.
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