Harrison bursts out laughing, a true belly laugh that makes his sides hurt.
“I tell you to ask me anything, and that’s the first question you ask me in this interrogation?” Harrison finally manages to say, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. “God, you’re fantastic. To answer your question, no, my goal is not to get you to suck my dick ‘or something’. I’m not opposed to that course of action if you’re interested, however that would have to be cleared by my mate in advance. Spoiler warning, he’ll probably say yes if he can watch because dear god we would be hot.” He shakes his head, trying to imagine the look on Wayne’s face when he brings that up.
“And as for torturing you, no I am not trying. I’m just flirtatious, it requires no extra work for you in particular,” he adds, fully aware that the is being an absolute smart ass. If he gets dangled over alligators, he figures it will be worth it because he’s still chuckling.
Syx makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat and clamped his hand over Harrison’s mouth. Practically sitting in Harrison’s lap, “Okay you need to stop talking now.”
He couldn’t even think straight. He closed his eyes trying to calm down, not able to decide if he was turned on or pissed. A little of both. Ooooh the smells, that was making it worse, especially being this close to the man. And likely the other could read him too. Fuck.
He glared down at the man, eyes narrowed, “You’d have to ware a gag or I might end up punching you eventually. Or biting you. Maybe both. You have no respect,” he leaned in dangerously, though his blush was still firmly in place, “I could teach you some though.”
Harrison finds it fascinating that someone who claims to not want to be flirted with has managed to practically crawl into his lap. But he doesn’t say that. In fact he doesn’t say anything. Instead he weighs his options… and chooses the worst one.
He waggles his eyebrows at the other man, but if the villain wants him silent, he’ll comply. However that doesn’t stop him from reaching up with one finger and trailing it feather light up and over the point of Megamind’s ear, then down to the lobe and slowly, oh so slowly, tracing the sensitive tendons of the other man’s neck.
A shiver runs through Syx’s body as he sucks in a breath, the touches going straight to his groin. Jerking he removes his hand from Harrison’s mouth and grabs both of the man’s wrists, pinning them to the couch. He blew out a breath and glowered, “Fucking hell man!”
He could just tie the man up and deliver him back to his husband… it was an option. But he still wanted to ask questions… only…
Syx swallowed and tried to sort out his head but Harrison was making it impossible to think, “Fuck, just fuck. Either I’m going to suck you off or you need to stop.”
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