He’d gone to visit Wayne at the man’s hidden bunker. They’d been growing increasingly distant again. The brief magical romance and affair, just that, brief. He worried that they just weren’t compatible. His and Wayne’s needs. The love was there… but Syx couldn’t give him what Wayne needed… and it obvious how much it pained the hero. Wayne knew about his other lovers. Yet… he could taste the jealousy on Wayne. Palpable in the air.

It was more than just that which pained the hero… but Wayne seemed to have no want to let Syx in. To talk to him or Roxanne. Not really.

So Syx had come over unannounced. To check in on him. Wayne assured him that everything was fine. That he didn’t want him to change. That he wanted Syx to be himself. It didn’t help. It never did. Syx knew better. He worried that one day Wayne would just disappear. Leave him forever.

It had been bad enough the day Wayne had left in a hurry after sex. Left him naked and covered in their fluids, standing in his room. He’d never felt so betrayed. Even knowing the turmoil going on in his lover didn’t help ease the hurt.

Yet he ached at the thought of losing Wayne. The hero had been a part of his life since the beginning. They’d always been something to each other. He needed Wayne.

Syx leaned on his hero with a deep sigh, “Doesn’t mean I’m not still worried.”

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“Haa, don’t be, it’s okay I’ve only just been running across the country every day I’m fine haha,” strained laughter and grin that is actually a grimace “I need a drink, want a drink? Ineedadrink”

Wayne got a couple really strong drinks in two glasses and brings the bottle. Sitting down, he drained his glass. Going to fill it back up, drinks from the bottle instead.

–

Syx nursed his glass and watched Wayne drink warily, “Maybe it’s time for a vacation? …for both of us?”

The hero/villain thing had been wearing on them both. He could see the bags under the hero’s eyes. Wayne needed a break from babysitting the idiot populous. They didn’t deserve him. If it helped Wayne feel like he could retire, Syx would give up being Megamind for him.

–

“Maybe it’s time we had sex again instead how about that?” Wayne doesn’t want to admit how much those words made his heart stop. That Syx was saying they should part ways…

–

Syx hated the way those words make him close up almost instantly. He doubts Wayne even knows how much last time hurt him. He’d avoided sex since. Syx tried not to let the hurt show.

Finally, he chokes out, “We could… cuddle… see how that goes… I won’t… I can’t…” to feel used like that again would kill him.

–

Wayne reached out and pulled Syx towards and under him by his hips, with a warm purr, “Mm c’mon, I could take you on vacation riiight here, make you scream like you’re on a roller coaster~” but he doesn’t do more than put his nose and mouth against Syx’s neck and hum.

“Gotta be this tall to ri~ide”

–

Syx couldn’t stop the whine of distress at those words. It wasn’t that he didn’t want it. He did. But a much larger part of him was afraid. He went limp in Wayne’s arms, finally whispering, “Are you going to fuck and leave again?”

–

“No….” Wayne muttered against his neck then bit it briefly.

“You’re the one who’ll probably leave at some point…” Seeing as they were in his bunker and Wayne wasn’t going anywhere.

–

Whining again, Syx gripped Wayne’s hair tightly, his need apparent in the slow rock of his hips, “Don’t… don’t hurt me…”

Don’t break my heart. It’s too fragile. It’s so close to shattering already.

–

Wayne didn’t want to make promises… Not emotionally… Physically? Maybe…

“ I want to be inside of you…”

His hands grab Syx’s hips, then his ass firmly, Wayne pulled him up against his crotch, grinding long and hard.

“I want to fuck you deep into this couch..”

–

Whimpering Syx looked up at the ceiling, he could feel tears pricking at his eyes. His breath shaky, he wasn’t sure entirely what he was agreeing to, but in his heart, it felt like saying goodbye. At the very least goodbye to the man he knew and loved.

“…you can cum inside…” it was one thing he could give him. One last gift, if nothing else.

–

That made Wayne pause and shiver, then lift up to kiss Syx deeply on the lips.

–

Shaking and near tears he kissed him back, desperate for every last bit of love he could get. After all… this might be the last

–

Wayne kissed him, getting more fiery and passionate as he did, bucking his hips against Syx’s. Then reaching down to rid the blue man of his pants and started working his mound over with his palm while his fingers travel down and rub at his hole, a low growl building in his throat.

–

His body responded eagerly, but in his emotional state, Syx was more complacent in the act than active. Wayne’s ministrations drawing whimpering moans from him, but what he wanted more than anything was to just be wrapped up in the man’s arms. He could and would give Wayne this. Owed him this at the very least.

–

Wayne seemed to be rushed, lost in his passion for the blue body below him. Quickly pushing his fingers inside, thrusting them in and out and spreading them open while biting and marking down Syx’s neck. Panting in need and quickly freeing his cock from his pants before adding a third finger to Syx’s body.

–

Syx gasped and writhed beneath him, legs wrapped around Wayne’s waist. Hips bucking deeper onto those fingers.

“Wayne… Wayne…” like a chant, like a prayer.

–

Wayne moaning softly against Syx’s skin as he worked him open, then, holding him open with his fingers, slid his cock into him long and deep with a deep, growling moan.

–

Groaning deeply as he’s filled, Syx’s guts were pushed out around Wayne’s cock. Finger’s gripping tight on the man’s shoulders, his head thrown back, long neck exposed. Tentacle swollen but still sheathed.

–

Wayne’s mouth went to that long, exposed neck, biting and sucking as he started to fuck into his lover long and deep. Over and over at a steady pace right from the start, panting and groaning and growling almost like an animal.

Mine, mine, mine, Wayne chanted over and over in his head.

–

Mouth open and panting hard, Syx shuddered as his tentacle slid free in a hot gush of fluid, coating Wayne’s cock. Shouting at the relentless force of his fucking, he clung to his lover with an incoherent declaration of pleasure.

–

Wayne held Syx down with his hands on his hips, plunging his cock deeper, as deep as he could into his lover. Pulling out almost all the way each time before driving back in, grinding hard up over all his sweet spots and groaning loudly.

It was heaven, pure fucking heaven. This was where it felt right, and good, and absolutely perfect but it wasn’t, because Syx wasn’t just his.

Wayne growled under his breath, “…Miiiiinnnne” As he picked up the pace, grazing teeth over soft blue flesh.

–

Coming undone at the seams, Syx whimpered, “Yours, yours!” under the assault.

Tentacle coiling and wrapping around Wayne’s dick as it disappeared in and out of his body. Leaving Syx a drooling mess that could only take.

–

With each thrust, Wayne nearly snarled the word, having been slowly rising in volume until he was saying “Mine!” with each slap of their hips together. He stopped saying it after a while, his teeth grit hard as he fucks Syx with abandon, fucking him into the couch like he promised.

“… Mine, mine all fucking MINE!” He was going to cum soon, he could feel it, but god he wasn’t going to stop at that, no sir.

–

All Syx could do was keen. He couldn’t think straight, his body and mind at shaking odds.

“Yours,” his voice quavered around a moan, “Please… please~” he was so close, he needed it desperately.

–

“Nngh I’m gonna cum inside you Syx… I’m gonna fill you so fucking full you won’t want anyone else to do it…” He grumbled as he pounded into the alien. Taking a few more moments to climax and when he did he let out a strange, rumbling shout, a dominating growl combined with a deep and raspy vocalization of pleasure as he pumped his lover full of his thick, hot cum.

–

Wayne was right, but for the wrong reasons. It was doubtful he’d ever let anyone use him like this again. Ever.

Keening as he felt the hot liquid fill his guts, Syx fought old memories. Clinging to Wayne and trying to ground himself in reality. Made so much harder by the man’s behavior. He’d been close, but now he could feel his orgasm fading away as his guts expanded with cum.

–

Wayne groaned as he continued to pump Syx full, moving a hand down to feel his belly distend a little and shudders. Moving that hand lower, he fingered the base of Syx’s tentacle.

He could tell Syx hadn’t come yet, and he couldn’t have that. He didn’t want Syx to have nothing, so he began to move again, rubbing and caressing the base of his tentacle.

–

Eyes closed, Syx pressed his forehead into Wayne’s neck, whimpering. Hips rolling to grind that large cock deeper. He couldn’t speak anymore. Couldn’t. Just whine as he was worked back up.

–

Wayne rocked into the alien a lot gentler now that he’d gotten that first orgasm out of his system, and started to finger Syx’s sheath as he fucked him steadily.

–

Gasping the blue man finally shouted, fluid squirting out around Wayne’s fingers. His inner walls fluttering as if milking that large cock inside of him. Tentacle writhing in pleasure. Syx’s back arched and his fingers tightened in Wayne’s hair.

–

“God yes…” Wayne moaned as Syx came around him, the sight and feeling and pleasure making him cum again. Shuddering as he spilled another smaller load inside of Syx, thick white cum gushing out around his cock. When he was done, Wayne laid down over Syx in a way that he wasn’t squishing him, or even putting much weight on him, and began to nibble and mouth at his neck again.

–

Wrapping his arms and legs around Wayne as if trying to keep him from fleeing, Syx let his head fall back. Trying to stop the near sobs from escaping him as he shuddered. He loved the feeling, full and gushing. It terrified him just as deeply he did. He didn’t want to think about it. To remember. Chest tight as he made soft needy sounds.

–

Wayne didn’t say anything as he lay there, still mouthing at Syx’s neck, leaving a great big mark, slowly his lips stopped moving and his breathing evened out.

He’d fallen asleep right there, still buried deep inside of Syx and wrapped around him.

–

He couldn’t relax, not really. After a while, Syx rubbed his face on Wayne with a soft whine. Trying to push and himself free.

–

Eventually, Wayne’s cock softened and he slipped out of Syx, the action of that and the nuzzling making him moan and shift his position, picking Syx up and rolling them over so Wayne was now on his back and Syx on top of him.

A soft sigh escaped him as he easily settles back into sleep.

–

Syx could feel himself leaking as Wayne finally came out of him. The hot gush of fluid from his ass. With a choking sob, wiggled and detangled himself from his lover. Stumbling into the bathroom and locking himself inside.

Running the shower he crouched, crying and leaking. Trying to get as much out as he could. Until the water ran cold.

In the end, he dressed, kissing Wayne’s forehead and left the hero sleeping peacefully. His heart felt ripped in two, but today would be the last time. He couldn’t keep doing this to both of them.

They just weren’t good for each other.

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