70. ( Anna visits Syx in prison )

syx-blue:

Nuzzling firmly against her, Syx hummed, “I love you too.”

Things were finally seeming to stabilize again and with it, he longed to show off his beautiful love to the world, or at least to those others in his life he cared about.

@1000liveslived :

1000liveslived-aa:

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 heart soar at his words, never able to tire of hearing those four simple words. She nuzzed her nose against his neck, pulling away to cup his cheek, her expression incredibly gentle.. and best of all?

Calm. She was so calm. It seemed that inner turmoil from before, that lingering sense of depression, the negative emotions that had fogged her eyes for so long were gone.

“Shower..” she urged, giggling as she remembered just why it was they had come into the bathroom. She shifted, pressing a kiss to his lips with a soft hum before pulling away to get the water started

Eagerly stripping out of his prison uniform and tossing it aside Syx slipped his arms around her, seeking skin. Humming the blue man kissed the back of her neck as she helped her out of her own clothing, “I want to see all of the /new/ you.”

His fingers tracing over every inch of her as they touched soft and sweet beneath the spray of hot water, Syx found nothing but joy. Muted noises of pleasure and loving bliss.

When the pair finally emerged from the steamy shower, he wrapped himself up in his fluffiest black robe. Leaning his hip on the counter and grabbing up his razor, Syx gave her a lopsided grin, “We should celebrate!”

Jess, [30.07.16 21:29]
The light touches, the feel of his hands along her wet skin, the feel of his lips against hers.. the combination of all of it sent Anna to a place she never thought possible. To a place, she never wanted to return from. She thought she couldn’t possibly love Syx more.. and yet here she was, her heart filling even further, to a seemingly impossible degree as they showed one another just how much love they held.

Coming out with him, her cheeks were just a bit flushed as she wrapped herself in a towel, the ends of it just barely covering the curve of her ass.

“Celebrate?” She prompted, looking at him in the mirror. She looked curious.. and it was almost a ghost like image of her ebony ears perking.. but there were no ears. No tail!!!

She beamed, her eyes almost shining with joy, “You think so? What should we do?”

Spooder Sam, [31.07.16 19:16]
Lathering his face and beginning to shave off his stubble Syx hummed in thought, “Weeeeell,” he grinned at her in the mirror, the happiness in her eyes lifting his heart, “Something big. This is huge. It deserves something just as momentous.”

Chuckling lightly he tapped his eyebrow where a faint scar remained, “The first big milestones in my life I had one of my uncle’s pierced my eyebrow.”

Jess, [31.07.16 19:33]
The intrigue in her expression was clear, tilting her head just a bit, “A piercing?” She pursed her lips, “..You think I should get a piercing then?” She asked, clearly considering the idea of it.

Spooder Sam, [01.08.16 19:15]
“I think you should do something that will be meaningful to /you/,” Syx leaned in for a kiss, getting shaving cream on her in the process.

“That’s just one option!” he waved the razor about as he continued, “you could dye your hair, or get a tattoo…” he trailed off in thought.

“You could make it yours,” Syx offered softly, not sure if his sudden idea would be well received, “Instead of something you’re stuck with. Change it so that /you/ own it.”

After all, that’s what he did. Find a way to own the features he could never change.

Jess, [01.08.16 22:56]
Anna had quite honestly been prepared for an emotional response to what he suggested, prepared for a flush of unease and that lingering sense of depression to rise to the surface again. But there was none of that. She simply felt intrigued by the idea, her expression showing that as she mulled over what it was she could get.

“..You know?” She prompted, reaching to wipe at the shaving cream on her face that she had momentarily forgotten about. “..That sounds like a really good idea. That’s.. yeah! I like that,” she smiled easily, a casual ease to her now as she tapped his nose with the fluffy white stuff he used.

“What could I get, though? Where would we get one at?” She prompted, unsure of just how it would work

Spooder Sam, [02.08.16 11:47]
“Excellent!” Syx smiled back at her, finishing shaving his chin, leaving the thin stripe. Wiping his face clean and fussing with aftershaves and lotions he continued, “It should be something meaningful to you, but I’d suggest color. It’ll fade so you’d have to get it touched up occasionally but you could even have the color parts faded into the design already on your back so it seems intentional!”

His mind was churning with ideas and his hands itched to go get his drafting pens, “Rebellion and self-expression should always be about finding you,” he laughed, “I certainly did enough experimentation in my teen years to start figuring that out.”

Jess, [03.08.16 10:51]
Anna considered what he said quietly, thinking about it rather than acting or getting overly excited. She simply remained calm as he spoke, thinking over the various different things that they could do.. though.

“I think I want a separate one entirely..” she murmured softly, rubbing at her arm a moment. “Keep the old news apart from who I am now,” she smiled some, moving to come press a kiss to his now cleaned cheek.

“..I really like this, though.. maybe on my arm..? A phoenix?” She prompted. She wasn’t entirely sure why that particular creature had popped to her head.. or why an image of the fire bird soaring through the sky rose. But it stuck out to her, and she latched onto it

Spooder Sam, [06.08.16 13:34]
With a content hum at the kiss, Syx wrapped his arms around Anna and pulled her close, “Fiery rebirth and new life? That seems fitting to me,” running his fingers over her cheek and down her neck to rest over her heart, he continued with the thought, “Or on your chest, wings spread over your collarbones? Or on your arm, it could have a long tail that goes down onto your forearm?”

Jess, [06.08.16 14:44]
She stepped against his form easily, moving to press her forehead against his and closed her eyes with a soft hum as she felt his hand rest over her heart that beat strongly against his palm. She merely listened to his words, humming softly.. though quite honestly, the idea of it being  on her chest.. she liked that just a bit more than on her arm.

“..I really like it being on my chest..” She murmured, “Except I couldn’t show it off if I have it there,” She grinned some, pulling away so he could see how she smiled, her eyes shining merrily. “Unless I went around topless all the time, of course..” She trailed off with a giggle

Spooder Sam, [08.08.16 12:35]
“Oh since when have I ever seen a scrap of clothing on you of your own feel will?” Syx teased. He’d had to chase her half naked form out if his workshop far too many times, shouting about safety. The fact that they always ended up hot and heavy after wasn’t encouraging the behavior at /all./

“Besides, Minion can design you something with wonderful low necklines,” he murmured, kissing her neck, “no ulterior motive here, none at aaaaall.”

Jess, [08.08.16 13:41]
The laugh had started off soft, contained mostly in her throat.. though soon the sound was filling the bathroom they were still in, letting her head tilt back as she gave into the desire to full on laugh.

By the time she calmed, she had tears in her eyes, smiling widely at him, “..Leave it to Minion, ey?” She teased, poking his nose softly.

“I think… yeah. I really like the idea of it being on my chest,” she grinned, taking a teasing, playful step back from him before turning, giving him a delightful view of her rear end. “Well!? What are you waiting for, slowpoke?” She teased, giggling as she practically skipped away

Spooder Sam, [08.08.16 18:45]
Laughing Syx jogged after her. With an evil grin, he spend up behind her. As his arms wrapped around her, he shouted, “Gotcha!”

“Bwahahaha, oh my Miss Anna it seems you have once again found yourself in my clutches,” he spun her around and hefted her awkwardly over his shoulder in a shift moment, balance swaying with a grunt, “You’ll- urk! -never escape now!”

Jess, [10.08.16 10:51]
Anna’s soft exclamation reached his ears as she was suddenly spun and lifted. Laughing softly now, she wrapped her arms around him as she hung upside down over his shoulder.

“Whatever shall I do!?” She exclaimed with a soft trilling giggle. She enjoyed the games they played, they had always cut through where her mind brought her on most days.. but this? This was so much more suddenly

Spooder Sam, [10.08.16 20:05]
“You can scream for help but no one will save you! Bwahahaha!” Syx staggered to the bed and dumped her onto it. With an evil grin, his fingers found her sides, seeking somewhere ticklish.

Jess, [11.08.16 13:25]
Her squealing laughter filled the air as she squirmed and writhed beneath him, trying to lightly push at him, though she certainly didn’t really try all that hard.

She suddenly gripped his shoulders and brought him down to her, trying to pin him against her.. tough he certainly was stronger than she was, still giggling breathlessly

Spooder Sam, [12.08.16 20:40]
Not resisting her pull, Syx overdramatized the act, sprawling on top of her.

“Vicious fiend!” he wailed, clinging to her in a mock struggle, “What cruel twist of fate awaits me in your clutches?”

Rolling with her, Syx stopped with her above him, his hands resting on her hips. A grin playing across his lips.

Jess, [17.08.16 22:28]
Anna laughed happily as they were rolled, shifting to prop her weight onto her hands as she smiled broadly down at him. “All kinds of horrendous things,” She said, playing right along with his theatrics.

She leaned down, rubbing their noses together with a soft little giggling noise. “Wanna go do the tattoo now?” She asked with a smile

Spooder Sam, [18.08.16 15:40]
“Ooooh we should,” Syx kissed her lips, “But… I,” another kiss, “Want to draw on,” a kiss to her nose, “You, first.”

Jess, [18.08.16 18:26]
Anna’s laughter was a bit breathless, her eyes dancing with love and joy, “..you know, I would /love/ that,” she agreed without so much as a moment of hesitation

Spooder Sam, [19.08.16 16:08]
Eyes lighting up, Syx pulled her up off the bed with him, “Come on then. To the markers!”

Barely pausing long enough to clad himself in a robe and slippers, Syx danced out into the lair proper. Pushing her back into a comfortable chair he brandished a fist full of colorful markers and a manic grin.

Jess, [20.08.16 14:26]
Anna didn’t hesitate to follow him into the lair, her soft laughter following her as she slipped into a chair, humming happily. Shifting, Anna slipped out of her shirt so that her torso was bared to him, humming as she leaned back to get more comfortable.

“Your patient is ready and willing,” She teased, winking

Spooder Sam, [20.08.16 15:50]
With a sly grin, Syx slid to his knees before her. Kissing both breasts and then another over her heart before he cracked open a marker to start drawing.

Jess, [20.08.16 16:16]
Reacting to such a simple kiss, Anna squirmed just a bit in her seat. She stilled though as he began to draw, watching him as the markers traced along her skin. It felt oddly.. erotic.

She stayed still all the way through it, though, never letting her eyes leave his face that was intense with concentration

Spooder Sam, [20.08.16 19:58]
Almost like a wide necklace, Syx drew the bird on Anna’s chest. Its wings outstretched in flight. The feathers spread out in a cascade of colors, becoming wisps of flame. The blue man bit his lip with a wide grin as he doodles the flame job on his girl. The birds head was raised high and proud, he wasn’t sure what sort of bird phoenix were supposed to be so he mimicked birds he’d drawn from life before. The ones that littered is draft paper and appeared in the corners of his schematics. The tail was last, dipping low between her breasts.

With the final stroke laid, he leaned up and kissed her, “Let me go get you a mirror.”

Jess, [06.09.16 11:07]
Anna wasn’t terribly happy that the kiss was over as quickly as it was, but she did sit up and wait for him to return. She smiled some, looking down at the portions of the drawing he had made that she could see. Already she knew that it would be beautiful.

As soon as he returned, she took the mirror, but not before she stole another kiss. Humming against his lips, she lingered before pulling away to look at the tattoo.

What she saw literally took her breath away, her eyes widening, “…Oh Syx…” she breathed, her hand reaching up to gently trace the lines on her chest. “..I want it.”

Spooder Sam, [11.09.16 20:32]
Leaning forward as he set the mirror aside, Syx captured her lips again. Pulling on her lower lip as he drew back, “I’m glad. I want you to have it too. My gorgeous wild tiger.”

Jess, [20.09.16 14:19]
Anna’s expression grew more gentle at his words, her lips curling up some, her eyes glowing with love for him, “Then what are we waiting for?!” She exclaimed, letting her smile grow on her lips, moving to sit up.

Spooder Sam, [20.09.16 16:20]
Laughing joyously Syx grabbed her up out of the chair before she could finish getting up. Spinning her around he planted a kiss on her as he set her back on the ground, “Okay, but we should both actually wear clothing for this.”

Jess, [23.09.16 12:17]
Anna’s own gentle sound of laughter mingled with Syx’s, her lips happily meeting his before he set her down. Her eyes shone with love for him, nodding in agreement, “Perhaps.. its a shame, though,” she teased, reaching to kiss him yet again, unable to get enough of him. She didn’t think she would ever be able to get enough of him, didn’t want to get used to the feeling of love she felt pulse in her chest, and certainly, would NEVER ignore the soft whisper of ‘mate’ in her mind

Identity Crisis

syx-blue:

When Syx got the alert that his car eared love had entered his territory he’d perked up and started straightening out the Lair for company. With a wide grin, he’d thrown open the fire exit to call down to her, his face falling when he saw her posture.

With a panic and growing dread Syx scrambled down to the ground level and rushed over to her, “Hey,” he touched her shoulder gently moving to wrap an arm around her.

“Oh evil gods, what happened?” the emotions coming from her made him sick to his stomach. 

@1000liveslived :

She didn’t fight the arm that wrapped around her shoulder, though she almost didn’t register what it was that he had said, so far into her own head as she was.

“..I..” she could barely croak out that single word, before she broke. The wave that she had felt build beneath the surface that she had tried desperately to control completely overwhelmed her.

Sorrow.. gut wrenching sorrow had her sobbing against Syx, her knees giving out as she clung to him. He was all she had now..

“Oh no no no,” Syx panicked. Throat tight with worry he braced himself and managed to pick her up. His arms shaking with her weight as made his way back into Evil Lair.

“MINION!” he shouted for his friend, “Code: Emergency!”

Anna couldn’t hardly breath she was sobbing so hard, clinging to Syx as if he were a lifeline.. and to some extent, he was. She barely registered what he said, his arms grounding her to some extent to the reality that she was forced to be within.

Despite it.. the flashes of what had been and what she thought had been true kept warring with what she knew to be real. As if her mind was still trying to convince her that she was Emma, that her life before this all came crashing down on her was real.. she could feel it trying to alter how she was reacting.. though it was a very subtle, soft sensation that was easily ignored.

Syx sagged under the weight of her emotions, losing the fight against gravity to keep them upright. Sinking to the floor he looked up desperately at Minion, chest tight, “I don’t know what to do…”

Syx had never been the one to deal with these situations… Minion however had. Quickly accessing the situation he picked them both up as it was clear that she wasn’t going to release his charge. Carrying to two into the bedroom Minion set about making Anna comfortable on the bed. Syx wrapped around her, beside himself in shared grief. He hadn’t let him get this emotionally to someone in a very long time. He had no walls or defenses to keep his empathy from overcoming him.

With a watery sigh, Minion set about his normal Sir depression recovery tactics, simply applying them to both mammals. Comfort food was brought. Soft clothing. Relaxing music. Sweet drinks. Warm bath drawn.

Plans all canceled.

She didn’t even begin to calm until Minion began to draw the bath.. and at that point, the change in Anna had been startling. Going from a sobbing mess, to feeling as if she were…

Nothing..

Her ears were sunk low on her head, leaning heavily against Syx. She thought she had felt numb before.. but this? This almost scared her.. if she could feel anything, that is. She felt as if a massive hole had opened in her body, threatening to consume her whole.

“…Anna..” She managed to speak as Minion came to get them to the bath. Her voice was monotone, flat, lifeless

“What was that Miss?” Minion paused in settling the pair into the warm water.

Syx was far to gone into the pain that permeated from her. Arms coiled around her as if he could keeper her from slipping away through sheer force of will. Too choked up to even speak, his throat tight. He wasn’t emotionally prepared to deal with such crushing sorrow.

“..Anna.. my.. my name.. its Anna..” she spoke each word slowly, as if it were a chore to get her tongue to work enough to speak. The sound drawled out, her eyes dull. She made no move to get away from Syx.. a part of her felt a bit more settled at the feeling of his arms and body wrapped around her.. but in the long run it barely put a dent in anything

“Anna?” the confusion clear in Syx’s voice. Her words cut through the fog that had settled over him. She was speaking, that had to be a good sign, right? He stroked her cheek, pressing a kiss to her damp skin, “I don’t understand Tiger…”

She was Emma… had told him that, looked like the counterpart he knew. His brow creased, but his only true concern was what would bring back her smile.

The warm water helped sooth her just a touch.. but in reality it was Syx’s presence that helped her from going too far over the edge. Shifting at the confusion in his question, she leaned forward as she brought her knees up, putting her face into her hands..

The action brought her back into full view.. and the massive, intricate tattooing that spanned her entire back.

His hand running over her back, Syx traced the tattoo. He didn’t know what had happened, what had changed or why… but he understood that feeling. Of having been violated deeply. Of lose. He pressed kisses over her back, not understanding but knowing his understanding wasn’t as needed as his acceptance.

He held her close, whispering, “I’m here for you Anna, I’ve got you.”

The following days, Anna had slipped into a sort of state of shock. She had to be urged to eat, encouraged to bathe, and generally just led along just to survive. She seemed so far withdrawn into herself.. and she was honestly even beginning to scare herself. There were times when she came out of it, long enough to speak with Syx or Minion or both, usually a short question with what they were talking about.. only to slip right back into the thick fog of her mind.

It had been over a week, when Anna came to long enough to see herself in the mirror of the bathroom. Seeing the face she had begun to hate.. she felt the first flash of emotion since this all began. Anger.. she was so angry with how she looked..

She looked around, finding a pair of scissors. Taking a large chunk of ebony hair, she brought it up.. and began to chop it all off. The more that fell to the floor, the more the fog cleared..

She felt almost.. elated.. when she stood before the mirror with short, choppy hair. She hadn’t done a good job by any stretch of the imagination. Though spending a bit more time with the scissors made it a bit better..

Walking out, she took a good look around herself, before she made her way to find Syx

With hooded eyes, Syx could only watch as his new love stumbled through life. He’d made a home for her in his lair as best he could. Carving out room for her in their lives. A new chair appearing at the dining table in the kitchen. Salvaged and rebuilt, painted with little tigers in an attempt to bring a smile to her face.

He’d given up on his evil plans, he couldn’t focus on them. Instead, dragging is big rolling chair near his drafting table and sitting her in it. Ranting and theorizing out loud, as he was want to do regardless, drafting out random thoughts he hadn’t worked on previously. Anything to coax a word or to from her, to keep her in his sight.

Everytime Wayne checked in on him, he made an excuse. He didn’t have the energy for the hero… and while he’d been very adamant about the fact their affair wasn’t exclusive, Syx couldn’t help the twinge of guilt at suddenly having his girlfriend living with him.

And through it all, thank the evil god for Minion. He would never have survived the ordeal without his fish by his side. Caring for them both as Syx floundered. Food appearing when it was needed, blankets wrapped around Anna’s shoulders, carrying her to bed. Just getting them through each and every day.

Holding Syx when his walls came down. Curled up in the metal arms of his best friend because what else could he do? What else could he try? Lost and hopeless and exhausted. So he could put back on a brave face and smile at his Tiger again the next day.

Minion had been through this far too many times before. He knew the wheel always turned back around. He’d be strong, that was what he was for. No matter how much it drew from his reserve, he would be what his Sir needed him to be.

The day Anna wandered into the room, hair a mess of short spikes, Syx gapped at her. Bouncing out of his chair with true enthusiasm, his green eyes bright with hope, “Wow, your hair looks exciting!”

When she found Syx, she couldn’t help the slight smile that rose at the mere sight of him. Her eyes were brighter, quite literally containing a slight glow that amplified the pale blue color of her irises.

Her smile only grew a bit more, a shine of life in her eyes that hand’t been there in some time now. Lifting her hand, she glanced up up as if she were wnating to follow the motion, running her fingers through the short cropped hair.

“You like it?” She asked, running her tongue along a portion of her lower lip before capturing it between her teeth for a brief moment.

“Like it?” Syx laughed as he came up to her, his hand reaching up to caress the short locks, “I love it.”

Running long blue fingers through her hair, Syx lowered them to cup her cheeks. Winking at her he whispered conspiratorially with a wink, “I may have a thing for short hair.”

Her eyes lit a bit more with what he said, reaching up with her hands to cover his after a brief moment.

She chuckled softly at his words, swallowing after a moment “You do, huh?” She chuckled again, flushing.

“All the more reason to keep it short..”

Leaning in Syx pressed a kiss to her lips, her blush adorable. Breaking the soft kiss he leaned their foreheads together.

“’Ollo… it’s good to see you again,” it had been far too long for his liking to see the light in her eyes again. With this, he felt like he was meeting her again all over again. The real her now.

Anna made a soft noise as she closed her eyes at the press of their foreheads, and for thr first time since had seen that horrible woman.. she felt happy. Content..

If she knew cutting her hair would have helped her feel like this, she would have done it a long time ago. She owed syx so much.. so much she felt it like a weight on her shoulders, but it wasn’t xrushing.

If anything, it was the weight of the love she held for Syx a weight that she welcomed. “Hello yourself..” she murmured, pulling away to gaze at him, the small smile still in place.

“What’s on the agenda for today?”

First Date

Syx paced the lair waiting for Wayne. He didn’t know what to do with his nervous energy, still wasn’t sure if this was even going to work. Until recently he’d never entertained the possibility that the larger alien could like him this way… and now… he was excited but everything was so complicated… so a secret affair was the best they could try. To see if they could work. Then there was the question of sex… Syx shifted nervously away from those thoughts. Cross that bridge when they got there.

Minion had made a lovely dinner. Syx had bought wine and beer and more hard liquors, not knowing for sure what the larger alien might want. Or even what they were going to do really. Minion complained that he was wearing a hole in the floor with his pacing. He glowered and changed his pattern to a random geometric pattern.  

After much debate he’d worn a tight pair of jeans and a purple concert tee, this wasn’t a formal setting, they were just hanging out in his house. He even opted for slippers after taking his boot on and off five times. He was somewhat regretting the decision. Maybe this was too informal?

@tight-beige-undies

Wayne was… Taking his time.

Syx wasn’t the only one who was nervous. In fact, Wayne had checked his reflection out ten, perhaps twenty times trying to see if there was anything wrong or out of place on his outfit or his hair or face, even though this was casual, and he’d put on a light blue denim jacket over a white button up and a pair of black jeans, he still fussed over himself.

Now he was flying, he realized he hadn’t put the gel in his hair to hold it back and so now it was blowing this way and that as he flew and when the man touched down out front of Megamind’s lair, he tried to tame it back but too late. It was wind-tousled now and he sighed.

Well… Syx would just have to deal with it, he supposed. Clearing his throat, he made to confidently stride his way up but, found he just wouldn’t move.

Wayne flushed and took in a deep breath, trying again but this time, with just a steady walk towards the lair. Yeah, that was better.

“ Mega- Oh, uh, Syx?” He calls out once he was inside, looking around.

Syx saw Wayne on the monitors the moment got near the lair, watching as the man fussed with his hair he couldn’t help but giggle. Damn Wayne was just a sex god. Fuck he felt so underdressed. And he’d left his arms bare! Fuck fuckfuckfuck!

Looking around wildly he decided that was the higher priority.  With a soft distressed sound, he found some ace bandages in Minion’s emergency kit and quickly wrapped both wrists. It was hideous… but at least Wayne wouldn’t see the scars and he could still get the skin contact he’d wanted which had prompted him to leave the gloves off.

Hearing Wayne’s tentative call he shouted, “In here!” before remembering about his slippers. Damn it.

Hearing Syx call for him, Wayne tries to squash down how nervous he is and comes into the part of the lair Megamind was in, expecting to see him in… What? He didn’t know. He’d never really seen Syx in anything but a prison jumpsuit OR his villainous outfit.

When he caught sight of him, however, Wayne blushed.

“ Oh! Hey. I think I’m overdressed.” He commented, noticing Syx’s slippers but said nothing else on that fact. He did come up with his eyes on the bandages, though.

“Are you okay? Brainbots again?” Wayne asks with a worried tone.

A deep rose blush settled over Syx and he fidgeted in place, “Brain bots… yes,” he shuffled his feet together and suddenly jabbed his arm straight out pointing toward the den or at least what passed as one, “I bought alcohol, we should drink some.”

God, it was unfair how much of a sexy beast Wayne was with that tussled hair and god his arms. It was a crime for him to hide them in gloves all the time.

“Oh. Wow, okay.” Wayne was taken by surprise at that but he was all for it. At least, some. Looking towards where Syx was pointing, he looked between it and Syx before heading in that direction and having a look around.

“ Actually quite homey in here. I’m glad you’ve got comforts.” He says and looks at the lineup of alcohol.

“Man, all this? How much do you think I put away?” He laughs.

Syx only blushed harder and rolled his whole body as he marched into the sitting area, furnished with a large black leather sofa an odd wooden table, a mismatched chairs, and a huge tv, “Maybe they’re for me, Wayne,” he quipped then grunted, “I didn’t know what you’d like so I got everything I could think of and yes I did buy it.”

He cracked open a bottle of honey whiskey and poured a tall glass for himself to ease his nerves.

Wayne just blinked at Syx’s defensive words and gave him a gentle smile.

“ I don’t doubt it,” he says and looks at everything before taking a beer and opening it.

“Thank you for thinking of this, though, ” Wayne smiles and moves to sit down, petting the spot beside him.

“ Come join me.”

Syx shuffled over and flopped down onto the end of the couch, he felt awkward and he hated it. Tucking his feet up he sat cross-legged and sideways to face Wayne, further away than the man had wanted, but still in arms reach. Their tentative romance and brief make-out session before this didn’t change the fact that they’d been nemeses for over a decade. There was a lot of history to work through. He took a long drink of whiskey, “You look hot,” he choked, “Nice, I mean you look nice.”

Wayne couldn’t help bursting out laughing, face going red as he blushes and he takes a long sip of his beer.

“ You look hot too.” He says, not trying to change his wording at all and looks away shyly.

He nurses his drink, feeling just as awkward as Syx but unable to stop thinking about… When they kissed.

Syx stared down at his bat slippers, blushing, “Well good,” downing the rest of his drink in a few gulps he hissed at the burn and set the glass aside. He blew out a breath, “I don’t know how to do this… it was easier when we were kissing.”

He’d spent so much time and effort getting the hero’s attention, fighting him, bantering with him… what was he even supposed to do like this? He felt stupid.

Wayne gave a small chuckle, still blushing, and nodding in agreement.

“ Yeah, I guess maybe because the kissing was so mindless… Like a knee jerk reaction…” He offers, scooting in a little closer and looking up at Megamind through his lashes.

“Whenever you want to, we can do that again, if you’d like.”

It was unfair how sexy the man was. Syx groaned, “If we are going to have an actual relationship it’ll have to be more than just make-out sessions, no matter how hot.”

He hated this feeling of nervousness, it ate away at him. With an angry huff, he scooted over toward the hero and smacked Wayne’s shoulder, “Sit back.”

“I know, I know,” Wayne says softly, watching Syx approach and blinks at the smack, sitting back as he was told to and just looking at the man.

“Okay?”

At Wayne’s compliance Syx slid his thin ass into Wayne’s lap, blue hands resting on the large man’s shoulders, “Clothing stays on unless I say otherwise. If I say stop you fucking stop. If you push me so help me I will find a way to hurt you,” he swallowed and took a breath, “I reserve the right to change the rules at any point I please, understand?” he looked at Wayne with a deadly seriousness.

Wayne gasped when Syx slid into his lap and hovered his hands over the man’s hips, wanting to hold him but the villain was speaking to him firmly and Wayne paid attention, nodding at it all.

“I get it. Understood, Syx.” He murmurs, brushing his thumbs over the alien’s hips gently.

Syx let out a breath and rolled his hips, “Okay, then we can do the kissing thing.”

He stroked Wayne’s jaw with his bare hand, this was the entirety of why he left the gloves off. So smooth. Holding Wayne’s face Syx pressed a kiss to the man’s lips with a sigh.

Wayne smiled shyly as Syx said they could do the kissing thing, lifting a hand to touch it to Syx’s when his jaw was stroked.

When he was kissed, Wayne hummed and pressed into it lightly, trying to hold himself back from grabbing Syx firmly against him. The way the man’s lips felt against his was like an electric jolt to his nerves and spread warmth and need through him.

Syx deepened the kiss, rolling his tongue against Wayne’s, rolling his hips. His hand wandered into those wind swept locks, pulling and tugging, every bit and silky as he’d hoped. He bit Wayne’s lip, pulling on the flesh, so hard against his teeth but still movable, “Mine.”

Wayne gasped again as Syx rocked against his lap and rolled their tongues together,  licking into Syx’s mouth a bit more confidently than he had the last time they kissed and when his hair was tugged, and his bottom lip was bitten, Wayne’s eyelids fluttered and he groaned.

That was such a turn-on for him, and he never even knew.

Hitching his hips up just slightly, he tries to keep that under control and places his hands on Syx’s hips softly.

“ God, Syx…”

Syx growled, “I’m not made of glass,” he rolled his hips again, tauntingly, “You’ve roughed me up in battle before idiot. You can be at least that rough,” Wayne’s hands were far more comfortable than anyone else’s.  No one else would he trust to choke him. And god was that a turn on. He’d been nervous at first with turning it sexual… but this, he wanted this. Needed this.

“S-sorry…” Wayne mutters a sheepish grin on his face and his blush deepening on his cheeks.

“ I’m just…. Don’t laugh okay?” He says firmly and stares at Syx before looking away and rolling his head back a little.

“Iiiii uuhh, I’ve never done more than, kissing… This is new territory for me…”

Syx let out a small laugh and dropped his head to Wayne’s shoulder, “Well I’ve never let anyone into my pants before, so we aren’t on all that uneven of footing.”

“Maybe… But you’ve obviously got more experience than I do…” Wayne murmurs, lifting a hand and stroking the back of Megamind’s head gently, turning to face him and draw him into a soft kiss.

“ I don’t know anything, really… Why don’t you lead?” He offers, wondering how fast this was going to end up being.

He was terribly nervous.

Syx snorted and raised up slightly so that he was cradling Wayne’s head, “I was going to anyway,” he raised a cocked eyebrow.

It was different being with Wayne then the other men he’d been with. Still… he wanted this desperately. Capturing Wayne’s lips Syx moaned and thrust his tongue in to tangle with the hero’s. His hands wandering across his neck and into his hair again.

Wayne looked up at Syx in anticipation and when their lips met again, he groaned softly and eagerly let his tongue inside, rolling them together sensually and placing his large hands on Syx’s back, rubbing up and down.

Syx shivered in anticipation and delight as those large hands moved over him. He was still nervous as fuck, but he tried not to let it show. He bit Wayne’s lip hard and pulled back, trying in vain to abuse the flesh between his teeth.

Wayne groaned deeply as Syx tried hard to really bite into his bottom lip. It wouldn’t work well, though but he still felt it, loved it.

“Don’ break y’r teef” Wayne murmurs, letting his hands slide down lower and lower until he was gently cupping the villain’s backside.

Syx let go of Wayne’s lip with a growl of frustration. This wasn’t working. He felt useless with Wayne. Like no matter what he tried he couldn’t touch him, “Invulnerable bastard,” he pushed his ass back into Wayne’s hands, “you can do better than this surely, he-roh.”

He desperately wanted a sense of normalcy to end the awkward feelings. In his mind being physical with Wayne always meant banter and fighting.

Wayne whined when Syx got frustrated with him and grabbed his ass more firmly, pulling him hard against his front and shoving his tongue deep into his mouth. Maybe that was how he wanted it… Wayne could try to comply.

Syx gasped, then moaned as Wayne grabbed him roughly, a shiver of excitement going through him. He fought back with his tongue. Knowing he’d loose if Wayne didn’t let him win. He could never win against the larger alien, the pleasure was always in the fight itself. A reckless feeling of throwing yourself against a brick wall until it crumbled. Knowing you were softer and weaker and would leave bloody. Stubborn determination fueling passion.

He threw himself into the kiss with the same violent determination that he showed in their battles. Crushing himself against Wayne as he bit and pulled.

As their making out became more energetic, Wayne found a growl building up in his throat which he let out low and deep into Syx’s mouth, one hand on his ass the other moving up to grab at the back of his shirt collar, tugging and holding firmly.

Syx shook in Wayne’s arms. That growl oh it did something to him deep inside. If anyone else handled him like this he would be a mess, but Wayne… he’d already come to trust this impossibly strong man through their fights. Wayne has had his hands on his collar, his throat, all over his body. This, though… this was so much better. His arousal spiking Syx let out a needy whimper, grinding himself against Wayne, his hips rolling as he panted, breath ragged.

That needy whimper was doing things to him he didn’t like to admit to himself. Made him want to throw Syx down and have him like an animal, bury his face between his legs and devour him whole. God, he didn’t even know himself sometimes, it scared him.

Breaking the kiss, Wayne panted softly and rocked up against the grinding, erection straining against his jeans.

“S-syx this… This isn’t going too fast for you… Is it?”

Syx leaned his forehead against Wayne’s and chewed on his lip. How far was he prepared to go? He honestly didn’t know. He stilled against Wayne, just breathing as he tried to center himself, “This is okay… but, I don’t know if… I’m not sure…” he leaned his head on Wayne’s shoulder to hide his blush.

“I know… It’s alright, though… I just, don’t want to miss anything about you.” He whispers, pressing kisses to the side of Megamind’s head softly.

“We can wait, just talk if you want or, if you’re really so keen on it…” He goes red and smiles shyly, “ I could give you a handjob, and see where that goes~”

Syx shivers at the other’s words, he’d never hand anyone else’s hands on his tentacle before. He chewed his lip as he thought, “I don’t have a dick. Not a normal one…”

“Oh?” He asks, lifting his hand and stroking Syx’s cheek, trying to look at his face.

“ You know, that doesn’t matter, right? Whatever you’ve got, I just want to make you feel good.” Wayne smiles, kissing Syx’s lips softly.

Syx returned the kiss, lips moving softly against Wayne’s before he pulled back and looked away, “I have a foot long tentacle,” he said abruptly, waiting for the rejection, the reaction, something. He smoothed his hands over Wayne’s chest as he fidgeted.

Wayne stared at the abrupt exclamation, blinking a few times before chuckling and pulling Syx in for a long, deep and passionate kiss.

When he finally broke it, Wayne gave Syx a smoldering look and nuzzled their noses together.

“ Well, just my luck. I have a massive dick with ridges all along it. I reckon if you squint a little you might see a xenomorph.”

Syx burst out into a fit of nervous giggles, “Really?”

He blew out a breath, “I haven’t shown anyone it in a really long time now…” he blushed, hiding his face in Wayne’s neck. His hips rolled in Wayne’s lap, though, between dick and hands. He craved touch, “Maybe you could see it, though.”

Wayne giggled as well, quite nervous himself. “Yeah? Well, you can see mine too. I’ve never shown anyone ” He whispers as if it’s a big secret and grins at Syx like some big kid about to see something really cool, and show off something he had in hopes it would be liked too.

Syx sniggered and leaned up to kiss Wayne again, “I feel honored now. The first to ever such the hero’s dick,” he purred and nipped at Wayne’s ear. His hands slowly wandered down the larger man’s torso, this… this he was comfortable with, he’s sucked a lot of dick. Wayne’s, now that would be a treat.

“Mmm, I’m happy that you feel that way” He murmurs, pressing his chest out against the wandering hands and whining softly when they got all the way down to his strained jeans.

He was very shy about his penis, though, so the further they got to having it exposed, the redder his face went.

Biting the corner of his lip as he looked up at Wayne through hooded eye’s Syx murmured, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” he felt like a young child, not that his childhood had ever been like this. No, he’d spent his youth either in prison or on the streets… but this is how he’d always pictured it, through media and books. Leaning forward he pressed a nearly bashful kiss to Wayne’s lips as his hands pressed over their goal, cupping the larger alien through his pants.

Wayne giggles at Syx’s words and kisses him back, moaning deeply as his erection is cupped and bucks against those beautiful blue hands.

“Mmh god…”

With a soft sigh Syx started to explore Wayne’s erection through the cloth, rubbing his fingertips over the shape of it and marveling at the size, “Oh, you are a big boy,” he purred as he moved to nip at Wayne’s ear, his hand moving lower to cup his balls and squeeze, “Oh I can’t wait to see this gorgeous thing of yours.”

Wayne shuddered and whines as syx murmurs in his ear and nips at it, teasing him and rubbing all of his crotch through his pants.

Wayne was beet red, panting softly and wriggling a little.

“m-maybe you should get my pants open, then…” he murmurs nervously but feeling eager anyway.

With a soft moan, Syx moved back enough to begin working at Wayne’s zipper, unfastening them and slowly pushing the material down. With hooded eyes as he looked at his prize being revealed he murmured, “Gorgeous.”

Wayne sucked in a breath when his pants were pulled down, having wriggled and lifted his hips to help Syx pull them down and blushed softly as Syx called it gorgeous.

“That’s one word I wouldn’t have had for it.” He chuckles awkwardly, but his dick throbs as it springs free and a little bead of fluid appeared at the tip making Wayne blush even more.

“But, um… Tadaa…”

It was huge, Wayne’s cock, and so unlike anything that he was used to from humans. Syx licked his lips eagerly to find out what his nemesis tasted like. Ducking in he pressed his lips to the large smooth ridges on the underside and run the flat of his tongue up to the bead of fluid at the tip.

“W-wait!” Wayne gasps out as he realized what Syx was about to do but a little too late as that warm, wet tongue was running over his flesh and licking up his precum.

Wayne had been staring but couldn’t stop from tipping his head back and moaning deeply at the feeling, more pre leaking from his tip.

“O-oh my god, ooh god…”

Registering what Wayne had said, Syx leaned back on his heels, “Wait?”

He blinked, he had thought Wayne had wanted it, but if the man changed his mind Syx would stop. Idly he rubbed a circle on the larger alien’s thigh with his thumb as he looked up at him through dark lashes.

Wayne took in a deep breath as Syx leaned back, all that delicious contact stopping making him whine softly.

“I…. I-I thought, it was just going to be touching. I don’t expect you to, uhm, to do this there’s no pressure to…” He rambles a little, cheeks red and hot as he looked down at the gorgeous sight that was Syx on his knees between his legs.

Oh, fuck Wayne swore he could cum just from that.

Syx grinned wolfishly, “But it is touching. With my tongue,” he waggled his pink tongue at the man, “I like tasting,” his eyelids low with want. He ghosted his lips over Wayne’s cock, breath prickling over his flesh. Pressing a kiss to the head before rolling his tongue over the slit.

“Aah! D-damnit Syx I’ve never… I’ve never had this done to me-eeah!” Wayne gasps and whines when the head was kissed and the slit was licked over again, making his hips jerk slightly.

“I m-might cum too soon…” He whispers, looking down at Syx with wide eyes, with how red his face was, the blue of his irises stood out intensely.

Syx grinned widely and nipped at the tip of Wayne’s cock as he wrapped his fingers around the man. The taste was divine, heady and erotic. He purred, “To think I could defeat you so easily,” he sucked the whole head into his mouth as his hands squeezed.

Wayne was panting heavily already, hands clutching at the seat below him and his thighs trembled with each touch and lick to his cock.

“N-no you don’t understand I-” And then that hot mouth was sucking at the sensitive head and those hands squeezed at the shaft.

He was gone instantly.

Wayne let out a strangled shout as he came hard into Syx’s mouth, pumping it full and then even more.

As the spray hit the back of Syx’s throat he choked and tried to swallow, finally pulling off and sputtering. Licking his lips he went back for more, latching on and suckling as if to milk Wayne dry before moving to lap up as much of the semen as he could that had dripped down the man’s hard cock. Syx hummed in delight, one hand wandering between his own legs to run his mound.

Wayne panted as he watched Syx pull off, then open his mouth and get right back on, swallowing down all he spilled. The sight was so fucking arousing, Wayne felt like he was in heaven.

Whatever heaven was.

Swallowing thickly, Wayne lets go of his grip on the couch, which had pretty much crushed the cushion into a flat print where his fingers and palms were either side of him and licked his dry lips watching Syx rub between his legs.

“ Wow… Uhm… Heh.” Wayne blushes, looking away briefly before turning his gaze back.

“ You’re really something… Can I…?” He asks, reaching out to very gently pluck at Syx’s shirt hem, wanting more, to see more. To see him nude, to give him as good as he’d just gotten.

Syx was suddenly painfully aware of how powerful the man before him was. How naked Wayne was. How big his fucking dick was. This wasn’t safe, wasn’t anything close to safe. Wayne could take anything he wanted from him and Syx could never stop him. He froze, slowly becoming aware that he’d stopped breathing.

He sucked in a breath and jerked back a bit. He cursed himself, this was Wayne. Virgin Wayne. He closed his eyes trembling. It was stupid. To feel this way. His voice shook more than he wanted it to, “No that’s fine. I’m fine.”

Wayne may be a virgin, but he’s had his fair share of dealing with panicked, out of their comfort zone people so when Syx jerked back after holding his breath for so long, and his voice shook, Wayne quickly pulled his own pants up and tucked himself away.

He then got on his knees on the ground with Syx and rubbed the middle of his back hesitantly.

“No, that’s alright. I’m sorry to ask.” He says with a soft smile. He couldn’t begin to wonder what the problem was, although his mind instantly jolted to the worst-case scenario track and he felt a lump in his throat, but he didn’t ask. He wasn’t going to pry, Syx was shaken up enough as it was.

Syx was still under Wayne’s hand, back ridged. He let out a shaky breath and forced himself to look at Wayne. This was the man who’d cried when he’d accidentally injured him, who’d nearly had a panic attack anytime Syx got himself hurt. The man who’d always held him so gently no matter what insults he’d hurled at him. Relaxing slowly he leaned bonelessly into the large hero and turned his cum smeared face into his shirt. He felt like he might cry. It’d all been going so well till now. Everything that had gone wrong was because of him. Wayne was too perfect. Always perfect. Syx ever the fuck up.

Wayne let out the breath he didn’t know he’d been holding himself as Syx relaxed slowly and leaned into him. He reached up and used the hem of his own shirt to wipe at Syx’s messy face gently, cleaning him off then moving into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around him.

“Hey, it’s alright. Do you want to watch a movie instead?” He asks, trying to give Syx options, he felt like the alien needed them.

Syx curled listlessly into Wayne’s arms. The feeling that he was just wrong wouldn’t leave. There was something wrong with him, inherently so. He nodded numbly, “Sure, that sounds good.”

Wayne nods and very gently lifts Syx into his arms, sitting him on the couch and looking around. Television? Check. Did Megamind even have any DvDs? Wayne went a looking, wondering what minion was doing.

“Hey if your fish buddy isn’t making dinner, wanna order something?”

“Minion, his name is Minion,” Syx frown and curled up on the couch fiddling with the wraps on his wrists, “Minion already made dinner. He didn’t want to intrude on our date so it’s in the oven and just needs to get warmed up,” it took him awhile as distracted as he was to realize what Wayne was doing, “The movies are in the cabinet to the left,” Syx pointed out the large black metal cabinet along the wall by the tv and next to a huge stack of cloth bolts.

“Minion, yes. I knew that.” Wayne says with a grin and when he was told where the movies were, he went to go and browse.

“Alright, what do we have here… What are we in the mood for…” Wayne muses to himself as he looks. Hmm, there were a lot of action DvDs here. Wayne wasn’t really in the mood for it but he turned and asked Syx what he wanted to watch anyway.

Syx shrugged, not even looking up. He’d finished whipping his face clean on the ace bandage wrap and now was playing with his bare toes, having kicked the bat slippers off. He sighed, “Something stupid n funny,” he bit his lip, feeling useless, “Rocky Horror or maybe The Big Lebowski?”

“ Rocky Horror it is! God, I haven’t watched this in ages.” Wayne chuckles and once he spots it, grabs it out and sets it up in the player, coming back to the couch with the remote sitting and putting his arm around Syx while driving the remote.

“ Sometimes I’ll just quote it out loud. No reason for it, just out it comes.” Wayne admits with a grin.

Syx slowly started coming back to life as the movie played, giggling during the time warp. When frank-n-furter came on started singing Syx perked up and sang along very poorly, “Don’t get strung out by the way I look. Don’t judge a book by its cover. I’m not much of a man by the light of day. But by night I’m one hell of a lover…”

Wayne smiled as Syx got more into it, singing along with him much better and possibly almost just like tim curry and poked Syx in the side here and there, playfully trying to find a ticklish spot and make him muck up his singalong.

Syx laughed and smacked away Wayne’s hands. When the song had ended though he moved back up into Wayne’s lap, laying out across the hero’s lap with his head on that broad shoulder.

Wayne gave a mock yelp and pulled his hands away, though kept grinning.

When Syx climbed back into his lap, Wayne didn’t touch him until he settled down, then placed one hand just above his knees and the other hand wrapped around him to join the hand on his knees.

Wayne hummed and nuzzled Syx’s head softly, watching the movie silently for a while.

“Tim Curry was oddly hot when he was younger. Like… I feel like he’s not my type but, hah.”

“No he was definitely hot,” Syx argued, “He’s wearing his corset backward and his hair is horrible, but I’d still fuck him.”

He nuzzled into Wayne’s neck, simply enjoying the smell of the larger man.

Wayne blushed at the language but chuckled anyway, sighing in enjoyment at the nuzzling of his neck and relaxing down to lay lengthways on the couch with Syx on top of him, smiling up at him and unable to focus on the movie now.

Not with this beauty on him.

“Hey” He murmurs and lifts a hand to cup his cheek, kiss him gently.

Syx was more than happy to be distracted, “Never as beautiful as you, though,” he murmured before kissing Wayne back. His lips moving softly against the larger man’s. Fingers coming up to lovingly brush against his jawline, “Hey yourself.”

Wayne hadn’t realized he’d said Syx was beautiful out aloud and blushed deeply once more and smiling when his Hey was returned.

“Nah I can’t be. Because you’re right here.” He purrs and nuzzles their noses together.

This was a good speed, he felt. Just cuddling, watching movies, having dinner. Speaking of-

“Hungry?”

Syx hummed as he spread out languidly, hands wandering slowly. It took him a while to connect the question, “Oh… yeah, I could eat.”

He really had little interest in moving, though; he was quite comfortable where he was. As close to heaven as he’d ever found.

Wayne took note of how comfortable Syx was and smiled, rubbing his hands up and down the man’s thighs softly.

“Or, we can eat later.” He offers, he wasn’t really all that hungry himself if it meant Syx had to move from where he was laying on him.

Syx played with the hem of Wayne’s shirt, finding skin and exploring what he could. Shifting up he kissed Wayne’s neck lightly. He never had this before… soft cuddles… not since he was very little. God he’d missed this, “Staying like this is nice,” he murmured, then had an idea that made him blush, “We’d uh… we could spread out more if we moved to my bed…” he didn’t want Wayne to get the wrong idea, but he wanted to keep cuddling up with this gorgeous man as long as possible.

Wayne smiled as Syx explored his skin and body hair, whatever he wanted. When he suggested moving to his bed, Wayne tried to quell a shiver.

He knew it was just for more of this, had to be, not anything else. He wasn’t thinking like that.

Sitting up and taking Syx in his arms, he carries the man bridal style to where he’s directed and eventually was laying him out on his bed, smiling down at him softly, lovingly.

Syx shivered in Wayne’s arms feeling both vulnerable and safe. It was a strange feeling. He swallowed and licked his lips as Wayne laid him out. The man’s earlier offer playing through his head again. That couldn’t happen, but touching in other areas was sounding more and more appealing.

Biting his lips and drawing his feet up to wiggles his toes at the hero, Syx offered, “If you still wanted to touch, any exposed skin is fine, just don’t remove anything.”

Wayne leaned back and was getting ready to lay down beside Syx when the man pulled his legs up and wiggled his toes.

His dainty little feet, so delicate looking with long toes and well-kept nails. If it was exposed skin he was allowed to touch, he was going to take up that offer like no tomorrow.

“I would love nothing else.” He murmurs, leaning in and kissing at Syx’s neck, running his hands over his torso through his shirt then up his arms to pin them gently to the bed above his head.

If Syx wanted to he could easily pull his hands back without effort, Wayne made sure not to hold him down as he playfully blew a little raspberry on Syx’s neck and nibbled around his neck and jaw hoping that using his mouth was as okay as his hands.

Syx sucked in a nervous breath as Wayne pinned his wrists, he tested the hold immediately. The looseness on the hold relaxed him, but he was still on edge. The raspberry to his neck breaking the tension in him, Syx broke into nearly hysterical laughter, his legs drawing up around Wayne as he tipped his head back to expose his throat.

Wayne was so relieved when his playful antics helped ease the tension in Syx, making playful growls as he bit around his neck and down his collarbone, threading his fingers between Syx’s and holding his hands while he nuzzles, licks, bites and kisses the blue alien’s neck.

“Mmm~”

Squeezing Wayne’s hand’s Syx arched up into Wayne. A shuddering moan falling out of him as hips legs moved to wrap around the larger man. He was so vulnerable like this. Exposed and weak. He felt like his face was on fire as his eyes slide shut. A whimper escaped him as he rocked his hips.

As Syx moaned like that and wrapped his legs around him, Wayne shivered in arousal before scolding himself internally and pulling away from Megamind’s neck, leaning back and reaching around to untangle those slim legs from around him.

“Hey, I’m sorry if I went too far.” He murmurs, scooting back a little so he could easily rest Syx’s foot on his thigh and begin to rub a thumb up and down the arch, gently pinching his toes and rubbing around the ball and pad of his foot.

Syx opened his mouth to respond but all that came out as an orgasmic moan. He arched and his feet twitched. He’d forgive Wayne anything as long as he kept doing that. Legs twitching as he rocked and bit his lip Syx pushed his other foot at Wayne as well, “… keep going…”

Wayne bit his own lip at that moan. Dear god, that was hot. He kept himself in check, though, even though he was getting erect in his pants again.

Continuing to massage Syx’s foot, he moves to the other one after a bit and gives it the exact same treatment.

Syx gripped the bedding beneath him as he squirmed in pleasure. The room filling with gasping cries. Noticing Wayne’s erection Syx dropped a foot to his crotch, rubbing his cock through the strained fabric.

Wayne gasped when Syx’s foot rubbed at his cock through his pants, pressing up against it and moaning.

“S-so sensitive…” He murmurs about Syx’s feet and before he could even think about what he was doing, he brought the man’s foot up and swirled his tongue around Syx’s toes, darting it in between them before sucking the middle toe into his mouth with a groan.

“AAH! Aaaaah! Oh, fuck!” Syx shouted and arched under Wayne, one hand automatically dropping to cup himself through his pants. It took a moment for his brain to start up again, rubbing his foot in more earnest over Wayne’s ridged cock. Safe behind its cloth covering.

“Again,” Syx demanded.

Wayne panted softly, face flush and loins aching with the need to have more, to be with Syx more than just this.

This was what he was afraid of, that he’d want more and more if this happened. Why did he have to start… Doing this, to Syx?

Wayne moans, thoughts cut short when the man rubbed his foot firmly over his dick, taking a deep breath in he could smell his arousal, that intense smell that drove him nearly crazy with need.

Despite wanting to slow down, Wayne did what he was told, sucking up Syx’s toes again and swirling his tongue around them, nipping at the ends before moving to his other foot with a low growl.

Syx panted open mouth, head rolling back and forth as he writhed under the onslaught of sensation. He’d never had anything like this before. He’d thought fingers were good, but this?

“Oh evil god YES!”

He wasn’t even aware he’d shouted that out loud. As Wayne sucked another toe, combined with that low growl that shot right to his core, Syx suddenly bucked. Jerking out of Wayne’s grip he scrambled with the zipper of his pants making pained sounds, there was suddenly a noticeable bulge in his very tight pants.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck, SHIT!” finally shoving them down to the top of his thighs, Syx sighed in relief as the pressure relented. His foot long tentacle uncoiling into the air, slick with his arousal and deep pink with tinges of lavender. His scent perfuming the air as he leaned back, face flush and eyelids heavy.

Wayne moaned deeply as Syx shouted that, doing his best to please when suddenly the man was bucking and jerking, making his foot slip away from his mouth and Wayne watched with wide eyes as Syx scrambled to get his pants open.

What greeted his vision was something he’d only seen in his anime or sci-fi pornos. Wayne’s jaw had dropped, and his mouth was watering at the heavy scent emanating from Syx now.

With the man having been so flat on the front he might have expected something like it, but seeing it was a whole other matter.

Taking his foot back in hand, Wayne kisses down the arch then up his ankle, eyes locked onto the lazily curling tentacle.

“ Syx… You’re beautiful.”

Syx turned a deep shade of magenta as Wayne looked at him like that. So few people had ever seen his tentacle before. No one but Minion had as an adult. He shuddered, but the continued kisses to his feet had him moaning again. His fingers slid around the shaft of his mobile member, thrusting them into his sheath as the hero sucked his toes, “Aaah fuuuuuuck ~”

Wayne swallowed thickly around Syx’s thin, clean and well-kept toes as he watched him finger himself, not noticing he was panting softly until he let the digits slip from his lips again and moaned in want and need.

“ C-can I… I… I would love to, to suck your cock…” Wayne murmurs, face flushed and pupils dilated making his eyes seem a darker blue.

Syx looked wide eyed between Wayne’s lustful face and his writhing tentacle, his own green eyes dark with lust despite nerves. He swallowed and licked his dry lips. Would that be ok? Dear god, he wanted it to be.

He let out a shaky breath and scooted up, “If I say stop you HAVE to stop,” a deep pleading in his voice. He focused on what he wanted and forced a tone of command into his voice, “Lay on the bed.”

Wayne nodded eagerly, holding up a hand to halt things so he could undo his own jeans and pull out his hard cock, looking apologetically at Syx for having it out again before laying on the bed and gazing up at the alien lustfully.

Syx’s eyes slid over Wayne’s form, all spread out before him. He wanted to commit this to memory forever. His hands at the top of his jeans, Syx hesitated again. Wayne was behaving so well. He could trust the hero, right? Letting out a breath he pushed his pants and underwear fully down and stood over Wayne. Blue skin covered in faint scars, well-toned and thin legs fully on display, slit spread wide around the writhing tentacle between his legs. Syx bit his lip, blushing down at Wayne.

With a demanding tone to ease his nerves and settle in his mind that he was the one in control of this situation, Syx demanded, “Open that pretty mouth,” as he sunk down over Wayne’s face.

As Syx took his pants off, Wayne gazed longingly over all that blue skin, traced scars and even the thin trail of fluid leaking down his inner thigh from his slit.

Wayne licked his lips and whined, cock pulsing as he forces himself not to arch a little.

“So damn gorgeous…” He whispers lovingly, keeping his hands to himself as Syx climbs over him and lowers himself down to his face.

Wayne did as was demanded of him, opening his mouth and letting his tongue slide out after he did, eagerly awaiting.

Syx guided himself down onto Wayne, using a hand to help steer his tentacle into the waiting mouth. The second Wayne’s tongue touched him he groaned and sank down fast, settling firmly onto the hero’s face in bliss. His tentacle sliding eagerly into Wayne’s mouth and throat. It was a sensation he’d never experienced before, he didn’t even think to be concerned about how much Wayne could take as he pushed in deeper, his fingers gripping into Wayne’s hair, thighs trembling around the hero’s face. This felt so perfectly right, having a mobile muscle pushing back against his tentacle, surrounded by warmth and heat.

Wayne was surprised at how fast Syx pushed himself into his mouth and sat against him, relaxing his throat and giving a gurgling groan as that tentacle slid in deep, filled his mouth and throat and writhed within.

It made him choke just a little, but Wayne swallowed thickly around Syx’s tentacle a few times and moaned at the amazing taste of the villain’s lubrication.

The way Syx was gripping his hair and trembling around him, was perfection. Wayne laved his tongue along the underside of the man’s tentacle as he looked up at him, shivering in hard arousal.

Syx gasped, grinding in wanton pleasure against Wayne’s mouth. He wasn’t going to last long like this, “Wayne! Oh GOD WAYNE!” he screamed as his legs lost their strength, his entire weight resting on the hero’s face. He curled over him, he couldn’t think of anything but rocking into the man as his tentacle twitched inside that hot tight warmth. Heaven, this was heaven.

Wayne groaned deeply as Syx shouted his name and fell against his face more, swallowing every thick gush of fluid that came from the man’s tentacle and sucked him harder. He felt his nose pressing in against the top of his slit and he nuzzled the area while sucking, swallowing and unable to help himself, rocked his own hips gently.

Pushed quickly over the edge Syx shouted unintelligibly and gushed thickly into Wayne’s mouth, tentacle twitching violently as he did. Drooping bonelessly, Syx finally became away that there was no way Wayne could be breathing right now and rolled off his hero in an uncoordinated tangle of limbs, his tentacle sliding languidly from Wayne’s swollen lips, “…fuuuuuck…”

Eagerly drinking him down, Wayne sucks Syx as best he could while that tentacle thrashed in his mouth and when the man rolled off of him, took in a soft breath and groaned in pleasure, his lips wet, Syx’s juices dripping down his chin and cheeks making them wet.

When Syx rolled off of him, Wayne reached down and took a hold of his own cock, stroking himself steadily with a firm grip, tipping his head back and panting heavily. Fuck he was so close just from that.

Syx wasn’t sure he was comfortable with doing anything more than what they just had, Wayne had already hit quite a few first for him. Post mind blowing orgasm, though he had no desire to stop touching the man, “My hero,” he purred, sliding up behind Wayne and pulling the larger man’s head against his stomach, arms wrapped possessively around him, bare legs stretched out by his arms, “Such a good boy,” he let himself play out his fantasies, words coming so much easier now. His face flushed and eyes barely open as he gazed down lovingly at the man in his arms, “Taking me so well. I want you to cum for me now. Make a mess of yourself.”

Wayne groaned loudly as Syx pulled his head against his stomach, Wayne nuzzling into it as he pants hard, speeding up the strokes of his hand and using his other to pull the hem of his shirt up and expose his furred abdomen, muscular and tensing the closer that Wayne got to coming.

“Mmhohgodyeah, oh yeah, f-fuck, Syx, aahhnh… Gunna cummh..” Wayne whimpered lightly in response to his partner’s words and a few seconds later he was climaxing with a loud moan, pumping his cum out over his stomach and trying to catch a little of it in his hand but to no avail. There was just so much.

Leaning forward Syx scooped up a finger full of that white cum from Wayne’s stomach and pressed it to the man’s lips, “Suck.”

He ran the fingers on his other hand through Wayne’s hair, relishing the softness and the simple act of touching in post-coital bliss. Relaxed and content, “Hey,” he echoed softly.

Wayne whimpered and does as he was told, sucking himself off of Syx’s finger, loving the action and sighing when it slid from his lips, enjoying the stroking of his hair and lifted a hand to rub Syx’s leg softly.

“ Mmm… Sorry if that was… A little too much.” Wayne murmurs but was smiling with his eyes closed.

“No, it was good,” Syx murmured, “Really good,” he blushed as he settled against Wayne more snuggly. He didn’t want this to end. It was too wonderful. Blushing brightly he offered, “Would you… uh… like to spend the night?”

“Yeah?” He murmurs at the question, a big smile on his face as he looks to Syx.

“ I’d love to, actually… I’ll need a shower, though, but not just yet…” Wayne mumbles, too content to want to do anything.

Syx laughed lightly, “Yeah I’ll need a shower too… and I think we made a mess of my sheets,” he pressed a kiss into Wayne’s hair and lay peacefully with him. Arms wrapped securely around him, fingers wandering over skin. Perhaps this dating thing would work out well after all.

Truth or Dare (fixed)

The sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows through the
warehouse district. Syx rubbed his face, sleep hadn’t happened when it should
and now he was well into an exhaustion high. It didn’t matter. He didn’t want
to sleep. Thing were insane enough right now. There were multiple versions of
himself in the city. Everything had changed. There were multiple Waynes,
Roxannes, Minions… hell there was more then one of the purple drug lord and his
cohorts. Looking down at his hands he realized they were covered in grease that
was likely now on his face.

“Fuck it,” he mumbled. Shrugging out of the top half of his
blue coveralls he’d been wearing while he worked on the mech suit, he tied the
arms around his thin waist. Underneath was a simple black tank top. He exited
on the second floor balcony, leaning on the rail. He could see the skyline from
here. The city was beautiful from a distance. When you looked close though you
could see the scars, the rot, the corruption. It was like a sickness. As much
as Syx cut away at it… it remained. Worse now that the city had altered and
with it erasing so much of his hard fought work.

He was beginning to think maybe it was pointless. The game,
the battles, just… he sighed and pulled out a pack of smokes. He’d picked up
the habit in his teen years, he didn’t crave them often… but this was one of
those weeks. Closing his eyes to the shining sun and beautiful day, Syx took a
drag from the cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke as he leaned listless
against the railing.

 @1000liveslived

Jess, [29.05.16 21:57]

Below him, quite the different sight came into view. A dark
haired woman with ebony ears rounded a corner, looking as if she were taking a
Sunday stroll through the park.

Emma wasn’t the type to let a good day like today go to
waste. The last time she had come this far, she had ran into a man who fancied
himself as a super villain… who also happened to be the father of her other
half. Or the other emma.. whatever it was. She hadn’t gone this far since.
Staying away never really was her style as she meandered around the warehouses,
humming softly to herself as she let her eyes roam where they would

Sam Dains, [29.05.16 22:25]

Syx stared dully out over the area below him, not paying the
woman any mind until he saw the ears and tail.

“Hey Crimson Fucker! A little far out of your turf hell
cat,” more to just make conversation then to start a fight. They had a truce
and even when they didn’t harass each other it was more a game then true spite.

Jess, [30.05.16 00:07]

Emmas ears twitched a bit at the sound of the voice, looking
around with a soft frown. What in the world? When she saw the blue man up
higher staring down at the world, she stopped walking all together, “..who are
you?” She asked without thinking

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 10:20]

“What? Get hit on the head, Fucker?” Syx snorted, “We both
rather stand out… or did…” he looked her over more critically, “Ah fuck there’s
more than one of you too now isn’t there?”

Great just great. As if things weren’t bad enough. He sighed
and dropped his head in his hands, “My bots are instructed to harass a woman
who looks just like you, so do refrain from causing trouble at the very least.”

Jess, [30.05.16 10:23]

She huffed indignantly, her ears turning back, “Good god!
You don’t even know me and you assume I’m going to cause trouble!? Fuck me, why
does everybody just assume-okay well maybe I do get in trouble a lot, but that
doesn’t matter!” she complained.

She looked up at him, “..Who are you, anyways?” She
prompted, taking note of his state of dress

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 10:29]

“Your alternate has a great love of spray painting graffiti
on my mechanizations of destruction,” he pointed accusingly at her, still
unused to the idea of multiples of people, “And I’m Megamind, only that doesn’t
seem to narrow it down any more,” he threw his hands up in the air,“ because
apparently there are at least three people using that name.”

Jess, [30.05.16 10:35]

Emma made a noise, looking about. Jogging forward, she
leveraged herself up, clamoring up the sides of several different things until
she was crouched on the small railing just before Syx, her head tilting just a
bit, “..Three people using Megamind? Well then, what’s your actual name?” she
prompted. “Cuz if I Just go around calling you Megamind, it really wouldn’t set
you apart, now would it?” She asked with a cheesy smile

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 11:17]

Syx jerked back and scowled at her as she popped up on the
railing, “That right there, hell cat, is why you are already as bad as your
double! Personal space is a thing.”

Stuffing out his cigarette on the wall he crossed his arms,
“Mr. Blue,” he raise an eyebrow as if daring her to laugh at his name.

Jess, [30.05.16 11:22]

Emma laughed, but not at his name, “Well Mr. Blue. Care to
join me for a drink or five?” She asked, her eyes shining as her tail swayed
and twitched behind her

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 17:18]

Syx gave her a long look, “Where exactly are you proposing,”
he said finally. It had been a long and exhausting week and a chance to gleam
more information about the city could be helpful. But mostly a drink just
sounded too appealing, “I do rather stand out…” he stopped and started out over
the city again, “Fuck it all, I suppose I really don’t as much anymore.”

He rubbed his hands over his face again, “Two questions
first, why do you want to and what’s your name? The other with your face was
Emmalyn.”

Jess, [30.05.16 18:06]

Her trilling giggle filled the air at his reactions, unable
to stop herself from comparing him to Sheldon, “First answer, I want to because
meeting new people is fun, and I want to know what you’re like. You remind me
of my friend Sheldon. And second answer, my name is also Emmalyn. Just Emma
though.. I know about the double already, so yeah. Not her.”

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 20:01]

“Sheldon?” Syx frowned, “He’s one of the versions of me,
isn’t he?” reminds her, it would only make sense that could only be another
blue person. He hesitated, but at the same time his curiosity rose, “Ah fuck
it. Fine. But your buying,” he pointed a long blue finger at her.

That settled in his mind, he stalked back into the warehouse
and jumped lithely down from the second floor, slowing his fall with a rope and
landing on a box, bouncing and rolling to a landing.

Glancing towards her, “I’m going to get changed. If you
touch anything fifty five will bite you,” he indicated a very aggressive
looking brain bot that was hovering nearby. With that Syx disappeared deeper
into his lair.

Jess, [30.05.16 21:01]

Emma watched him curiously, “..but I’m touching something as
I stand here..” she complained though she kept the words to herself. She
plopped down and sat, her feet dangling over from the second floor as she
simply waited, for once not pressing her luck

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 21:39]

When Syx returned he was wearing tight leather pants, his
usual leather boots, a dark blue fitted shirt and a studded biker jacket. His
hands were gloved again as well though he’d forgone anything with spikes. He
hadn’t bothered to take the time to shave, leaving the stubble. He couldn’t be
bothered to care right now and he wasn’t in costume.

Looking up at her, he rolled his eyes, “You can come down.
I’m not walking where ever we’re going. We’ll take the bike.”

Whistling, a flock of brain bots wheeled out a sleek custom
built bike that had once been a Harley but you could barely tell under his
modifications. The paint was in shimmering blues and silver and the metal work
flat black. Straddling it easily he jerked his head to indicate she should get
on the back seat.

Jess, [30.05.16 21:46]

She grinned, climbing to her feet, only to drop down, using
the rope much like he had to slow her fall. Landing on all fours, she
straightened and moved over, the swinging of her tail seeming to accentuate the
slight sway of her hips. Shifting, she climbed onto the back, looking about,
“..I’ll admit to you now this is the first time I’ve ever been on one of these
before,” She informed him, leaning forward to wrap her arms around Syx’s form

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 22:01]

Syx let out a breath as her arms wrapped around him. He
didn’t want to admit to her that he’d given rides to very few people. The
second seat was always more a hope then it was ever used. Future proofing
really. He tried hard not to think about how good her arms felt around him.

“Just lean into the turns and follow my lead,” he touched
her arm lightly, then leaned forward to rev the engine. It purred with power
between their legs, “So where are we going?”

Jess, [30.05.16 22:05]

She hummed in delight, giving him the address to the bar she
worked at, “It’s really easy to find,” she assured him, not wanting to admit
she liked the power between her legs more than she thought she would.

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 23:10]

The address was a very public place downtown, that made him
insanely anxious. He tried not to show it as he kicked off and reved the bike
into gear. He had his holowatch on him and his de-gun tucked inside his jacket.
He’d be fine.

Syx took the trip gently at first giving her time to get
used to the way the bike moved. Once she seemed to be getting a hang of it, he
started kicking it up. Speeding comfortably down the road and leaning deeply
into the turns. Not nearly how he would ride on his own, though.

Jess, [30.05.16 23:17]

She was comfortable with riding with him swiftly, and
quickly found herself enjoying it immensely. When they stopped there was a
wide, joyful smile on her face. “That was… wow! That was awesome!” She
exclaimed with a jubilant smile. “You won’t need to worry about blending in.
Most of the regulars here are used to Sheldon, so they won’t hackle you. And if
they do we can just go upstairs,” She grinned, offering him her hand

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 23:27]

Syx grinned smugly at her excitement, “We can go faster on
the way back then,” he promised, he did love showing off.

He tried to hide just how nervous he was about entering the
bar. His green eyes shifting about. He straightened his shoulders and used the
jackets bulk to look larger than his small frame, his face set in hard lines
that read ‘don’t fuck with me’.

“You and… Sheldon… come here often?” he raised a brow as he
looked around. It actually did look like the type of place he’d enjoy.

Jess, [30.05.16 23:30]

She nodded, smiling warmly over at him as she led him to the
bar and sat down, “Well I kind of live above here in the loft, so yeah,” she
giggled lightly at the information she gave him.

When the woman came over that was working the bar, Emma
ordered, “A long island, and whatever he wants. On my tab.”

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 23:38]

Syx was very tempted on something sweet, but right now he
needed a strong drink to calm his nerves, “Just whiskey. Do you have the honey
or maple stuff though?” he could have the best of both then hopefully.

He really had no idea how to behave, feeling awkward and out
of place. No one had screamed or panicked though when he came in. No one was
eyeing him with suspicion or threatening to call the cops. It made him feel
almost normal. To the point that he double checked that his holowatch wasn’t
activated.

Jess, [30.05.16 23:41]

The woman nodded, “We have both, actually,” She clarified,
waiting for Syx to make his choice before she went to get what he wanted. “So
what do you do on your spare time?” Emma asked, looking at him with a smile

Sam Dains, [30.05.16 23:52]

Syx ordered the honey whiskey and leaned against the counter
as he waited for the drink, still marveling at the nonchalance of all this,
“What we do every night Pinky, try to take over the world,” he quipped.

Jess, [30.05.16 23:58]

She blinked at what he said, “..Pinky? I mean.. I get
nicknames, but Pinky? Where in the world did that come from?” She raised a brow
as she spoke

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 00:00]

Syx tipped his head, “You’ve never watched Pinky and the
Brain? I’m fairly certain that is a childhood staple for people our age. I was
all but raised in prison and even I watched that.”

Jess, [31.05.16 00:05]

She raised a brow, “I wasn’t raised here,” She answered.
“There are things I still miss out.. I only got here.. “she trailed off,
thinking about it. ”..Nearly a year ago now.“

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 00:12]

"Really?” Syx asked surprised, “The one I knew appeared
in the city as a rug rat, huh,” the different versions and universes were quite
different. More so then just a gender swap with the one he’d met of himself it
would seem, “I build things. When I’m not in prison or epicly fighting Metr…”
he grunted, there was no point in theatrics or giving away who he was to those
listening, “harassing Wayne… then I just build things.”

Jess, [31.05.16 00:18]

Her ears perked fully forward, “You do? Like what? Those
robots that you have, did you build those? How did you do it?” She asked
curiously, shifting almost eagerly at the question that presented themselves.
His drink came first

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 00:45]

Syx took a long swig of whisky and shook his head with wry
grin, “I thought you were friends with this Sheldon guy, he doesn’t build
things? And if you were talking about the brain bots, yeah, I’ve been building
them for years. I built number five hundred and twenty four yesterday. They’re
cyborgs.”

Jess, [31.05.16 07:49]

She laughed, “He builds things, but I’ve never got the
chance to really see anything other than a phone up close,” she said with a
grin. “Why in the world would you need five hundred cyborgs though?” She asked
unable to help herself as her drink was finally placed before her, smelling
strongly of alcohol.

“Bottoms up,” she mused, taking a long drink

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 11:21]

“Because someone keeps smashing them,” Syx grumbled
bitterly, “I don’t /have/ five hundred, only two hundred and twelve are
currently alive and twenty eight of those are elderly models that I have to
keep in evil lair. Their programming just isn’t sophisticated enough.”

He took another sip of his whiskey, “So if you aren’t one of
my rivals in your universe, what are you here?”

Jess, [31.05.16 11:24]

She nodded, truly listening to what he had to say, trying
hard to not laugh when he called his place his evil lair. Made her want to
giggle and roll her eyes.. from what she saw she saw nothing truly evil about
him. Not yet.

“I’m just a citizen,” She answered, shrugging. “I don’t
particularly care to be anything more, or anything less,” She answered honestly

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 11:35]

“That’s a cop out. You’re obviously a player, or could be.
This city is a shit hole,” he waved his glass, voice rising in passion and his
drink nearly spilling, “Just look at it! Corruption everywhere, unchecked
destruction, people all over trying to create chaos, the whole system is
fucked! The wage disparity alone is disgusting and don’t even get me started on
the state of the prison system. Good people end up with life sentences for
stupid things. The drug war, HA! And the fact alone that there are people whose
lives are better IN prison then out, should prove just how bad poverty levels
are, but noooooooooo, no one fucking cares,” he ranted.

Jess, [31.05.16 11:38]

She raised her brows in surprise at his obvious passion, “Yeah,
I could probably be a player but I don’t’ care to be. I want to live a normal
life, something I never had in my world. Corruption is going to be the same in
any place, regardless of what world you are in, what city you go to.. it’s
everywhere. And you certainly aren’t going to change things if you call
yourself a villain. I mean seriously, people react more favorably to a hero,”
she made a face at the name though, clearly hating the term.

“Though if you start calling yourself a hero I doubt I could
be seen around you.”

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 11:47]

Syx gave her a flat look, “Hero’s don’t change shit. The
only way to control the criminal elements is to /control/ crime. I do that very
well. It’s taken me decades to learn how to fully play the game, to build /my
city/ into something better. And now!” He flung out his hands again, “It’s all
GONE!” he drained his glass. All his decades off work undone. And what hadn’t
been undone was thrown off by there being so many new players suddenly in the
city, “Besides a hero has to follow the rules and it is generally frowned upon
when the go after the corruption amongst those running the city. Lord Scott is
the worst of the lot and his son is the /hero/,” he rolled his eyes so overdramatically
that his entire head moved.

Jess, [31.05.16 11:53]

She laughed, “So you control it through manipulation,” She
mused, looking amused with the way he said it. “Heroes are over rated.. I
generally hate anybody who calls themselves as such,” she agreed, taking a long
draw of her drink, laughing again at how dramatic the blue boy was.

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 11:57]

Syx hummed in agreement, “Thus Mr. Blue, and the theatrics.
Though it would seem that you aren’t aware of them,” he shook his head, it
didn’t matter and the game was falling apart now anyway.

“It’s Syx, by the way. Syx Blue,” he was pleasantly
surprised by how much he was enjoying her company. To talk to someone new who
wasn’t already invested in the game he’d built.

Jess, [31.05.16 12:22]

She smiled broadly, “Well Syx, I believe with all the work
you have its about damn time you get drunk and have some fun,” She winked at
him, tipping her glass and draining it all. Though their fun didn’t last long
before a burly man ran right into Syx.

Grumbling about a blue freak, he straightened, growling with
a putrid amount of alcohol on his breath. Emma’s eyes narrowed, her ears
turning back, bristling

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 12:26]

Syx was just in the process of ordering a refill when the
man bumped into him, spinning in his seat he elbowed the man hard in the
stomach, “Say that again!”

Jess, [31.05.16 12:28]

The man’s breath whooshed out at the impact, making a
growling noise, “That’s enough!” Emma snapped, getting between the two.. not
because she didn’t’ want Syx to get hurt, she simply didn’t want a scuffle in
her place of business, “Get the hell out of here, Artie. Don’t be an asshole,”
She growled.

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 12:39]

Jaw clenched Syx watched the man go, “Fucking racist
assholes,” the way he closed in again as he turned back to the bar made it
clear just how much the word freak hurt him. His hand twitching toward his
watch, before reaching to his now full whiskey. He downed a good bit, feeling
the building buzz quite strongly, “Fuck humans,” he muttered.

Jess, [31.05.16 12:41]

Emma grumbled, smelling the change in him, though seeing it
made it clear.. “Come on, follow me,” she urged, taking his hand and tugging.

Sam Dains, [31.05.16 19:36]

Taking the glass with him, Syx rose and followed her. Happy
to be leaving the crowd behind, visibly relaxing as they did.

“Where are we going now?” he asked with mild curiosity as he
sipped more at his drink. Even though she was new, she was also a familiar
presence in a way. He had a general sense about her through her alternate, even
though they were proving to be quite different people.

Jess, [31.05.16 20:01]

“My place,” She stated simply, moving through the kitchen.
Nobody there paid them any mind as they went through, then up the stairs before
emerging into a decently sized loft. The furnishings were mismatched, the walls
exposed brick, and the decorations to a minimum.

“There.. Now we can talk in peace,” she turned to him with a
smile.

Sam Dains, [01.06.16 10:29]

Syx looked around the small apartment, “Is nice,” he offered
honestly; the aesthetic was very similar to his own lair which was with an odd
mix of salvaged and repurposed furniture.

Walking over to the couch and once sitting it finding it
heavenly wonderful to be on something soft, Syx sighed, “Yeah, this is better.”

Jess, [01.06.16 10:33]

Emma laughed, “Want something to drink?” She prompted, “I
have that honey whiskey you had up here too,” She offered, moving to the open
kitchen area. She hummed softly as she mixed up her own drink of rum and sprite
as she did

Sam Dains, [01.06.16 11:03]

Look down at his mostly empty glass, Syx mused, “I wouldn’t
say no to a refill.”

He was starting to feel the flushed heat of the drink
though. Setting the glass down on a table he shrugged out of his leather jacket
and laid across the arm of the couch.

Free of it, he revealed the gun strapped in the shoulder
holster as well as that his gloves went up over the elbows, covering his arms
nearly completely.

“So Emma, what now…?” he was at a loss, he’d not just
socialized ever with someone who wasn’t Minion or one of his uncles.

Jess, [01.06.16 17:00]

Emma laughed, bringing the bottle over with her and
refilling the glass, setting the bottle down on the coffee table before her.
Plopping down beside him, she sighed, “Well, that’s up to you,” She said
easily.

“We could sit and chat, talk and have wonderful debates that
I would cream you in, or we could watch movies, or play games drunk, because
that is FUN. I find that I really like truth or dare,” She grinned over at him
with a gleam in her eyes as she sipped

Sam Dains, [01.06.16 23:41]

All those were things he often did in the evenings with
Minion, but the last drew him up short. It was something more from books and
movies then his life.

“I’ve never played truth or dare,” he admitted biting his
lip as he realized just how much he wanted that. It was a thing that normal
people did. He blushed, a light rose coloring his cheeks, it was a stupid thing
to want, but it was there.

Jess, [02.06.16 07:43]

Emma giggled, “Well me either! So let’s do it!” She
exclaimed, shifting about on the couch so she faced him and sat cross legged.
“Okay okay okay. I’ll go first. Truth or dare?” She asked, her ears perked
fully forward as she took a long drink of her alcohol.

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 09:56]

Her giggling was starting to make Syx question if this was a
good idea, but fuck it. He shift to face her more and took another sip of
whiskey, feeling very buzzed now, “Truth.”

Jess, [02.06.16 09:57]

Emma beamed, downing the last of her alcohol and quickly
filling the glass again as she spoke, “What is your weirdest habit?” She
prompted, smiling broadly as she took up the now full glass and faced him

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 10:04]

“Weird by what standard?” Syx tipped his head, “I suppose my
idea cloud is pretty weird,” he frowned fidgeting with his glass, “I hang my
notes from red strings on the ceiling in a giant cloud,” honestly there were likely
too many weird things to even begin to pick just one.

Jess, [02.06.16 10:07]

Emma laughed, “That’s actually kind of cool,” she grinned
broadly, her eyes dancing. “It would be a cool way of thinking out loud, now
that I think about it,” She mused.

“Alright, I’ll take a truth too,” She mused, motioning for
him to go ahead with a question for her

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 10:11]

Syx chewed on his bottom lip as ideas for questions flashed
threw his mind and were dismissed, “What’s the most embarrassing thing that
you’ve done?”

Jess, [02.06.16 10:19]

Emma cackled at the question, “Oh dear god.. what should I
pick from?” She asked, leaning back as she sipped and pondered all the
embarrassing moments she had.

“It was probably when I first came here. I was still trying
to get used to everything, and I couldn’t figure out how electricity worked
just yet.. so I asked somebody to come help me.. yeah it turns out I didn’t
have it plugged in.”

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 11:22]

“Really?” Syx laughed, “That is pretty embarrassing. Though
to be fair one of my uncles once called me for computer help and he’d failed to
plug his printer in because it said wireless on the side, and he was born
here.”

Shaking his head he added, “Truth.”

Jess, [02.06.16 11:25]

Grinning broadly, “Chicken,” She stuck her tongue out.
“What’s your guilty pleasure?” She asked, grinning as she downed that glass of
whiskey as well, feeling the pleasant burn of alcohol before moving to fill her
glass

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 11:30]

Syx opened his mouth to say something he wasn’t sure what
now, but in his drunken state instead he told her, “I really like giving head,”
his cheek turning rosy with his deep blush, he got off on the act immensely,
“and deep throating them when I do.”

Jess, [02.06.16 11:41]

Emma perked up, “Really? How can you deep throat though? How
did you learn to give head? I still can’t.. my ex hated it so I never was able
to.. I always wanted to though,” she mused, pursing her lips as she considered
that

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 12:21]

Syx only blushed deeper, “You just do it? I mean I watched
one of the other men to it to each other first but you just…” he waved his
hands about, “Follow what they like? Don’t bite unless they like it? And I like
being choked so if the go into my throat I don’t really care, but that does
take practice,” he flustered, “But they were /my/ prison bitches, ok? It
doesn’t matter what role I played in the sex,” he clarified for his pride’s
sake.

Jess, [02.06.16 12:45]

Emma nodded, listening to what he said.. he made it sound so
easy. She frowned, tilting her head when he finished, “..That’s it? That’s all
there is to it?” She asked, the wheels in her head visibly turning as she
considered that. Her tongue ran along her lower lip as she thought

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 14:07]

“Practice makes perfect really,” Syx said, taking a long
drink a whiskey without thinking about it. Getting more animated in his
drunkenness, “How else can you learn anything but by doing?” His glass waving
dangerously about, close to spilling.

Jess, [02.06.16 14:15]

Emma cackled at his reasoning, “well fuckin hell find me
somebody so I can practice. God my ex hated it. Didn’t even like kissing
hardly, and certainly never went down on me!”

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 14:24]

“What?” Syx leaned forward eyes, “but oral is so much fun!
Seriously, no one’s ever gone down on you? That seems a horrible shame,” he
flustered, “I mean, I know it’s not for everyone, but still…”

Jess, [02.06.16 14:26]

She flushed, shaking her head, “No, nobody has gone down on
me..” She admitted, her blush only deepening when she admitted that. She
quickly drained the last of her glass

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 14:50]

“Weeeeeell,” Syx dragged out, “that seems like a pretty easy
thing to remedy if you wanted to.”

He worried his bottom lip between his teeth again before
making a soft sound. Hating being nervous and unsure, vulnerable; he set his
glass aside and set his face into something far more confident then he felt.
Leaning in toward her the villain touched her chin lightly, his stomach
fluttering as he fought to keep his nerves from showing. His eyelids heavy he
purred, “I /could/ fix that for you. If you wanted.”

Jess, [02.06.16 14:52]

Emma frowned as she went to refill her glass to let her
cheeks cool, but she paused when he set his glass down. “How wi-” She stopped
as she straightened and his touch was felt as her chin. Her eyes widened
fractionally, her breathing growing a bit more shallow as her cheeks colored
yet again.

“..I think I would like that a lot..” she breathed, letting
the buzz of the alcohol without food make her decision for her

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 15:46]

Letting out a shaky breath, Syx leaned in and pressed his
lips against hers. She smelled divine and it had been far too long since he had
a partner that wasn’t mired in weird rules and secrets. His odd relationship
with his nemesis was just too much sometimes.

Leaning back slightly, his breath still light against her lips,
“There are rules,” he said firmly, “If I tell you to not touch me, don’t. If I
say stop, everything stops. Don’t force me, don’t hold me down, I stay in
control. Understood?” his heart fluttered in his chest, it was always somewhat
terrifying with someone new, before he knew how they reacted, before he trusted
them with his body. Trusted them not to hurt him.

Jess, [02.06.16 15:54]

She responded in kind, her lips tentatively moving against
his with a low moan of submission. She tried to follow as he pulled away,
unwilling to end the contact. Her mind reeled at what he said, struggling to
keep up.

“I’ll do my best,” She promised him, her expression serious
and earnest. She would never do anything to intentionally harm him

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 17:15]

With a sigh of relief, Syx moved in closer to her, running
his fingers across her cheek and into her hair. His lips against hers starting
gentle and building in passion. Shifting around until he was straddling her,
tipping her head back as he deepened the kiss, biting and pulling on her bottom
lip.

Jess, [02.06.16 17:33]

The way he moved and straddled her reminded her of Sheldon,
her own moan getting lost against his lips as she eagerly returned the building
passion. She let her hands fall to his hips, eagerly trying to lean forward to
press their bodies against together, growling softly as he bit at her lower
lip. She returned the favor as soon as he released her, the bite of her teeth
gentle against him as she did

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 19:33]

Syx let out a small whine as she bit his lip, but her hands
on him sent a shiver through him. A nervous excitement. His buzzed state drove
him forward past it. He tugged her hair, drawing Emma’s head back to expose her
throat, keeping a firm hold as he sought a form of dominance in their dynamic,
it was more familiar, more comfortable.

His lips found her neck, licking and biting. One hand
wandering down to her breast and rolling in in his hand.

Jess, [02.06.16 19:56]

Her wordless cry of growing pleasure at the force made it
clear that Emma liked her hair pulled, willingly letting her head tilt as he
demanded it be, making a soft keening noise as his lips found her neck and hand
found her breast.

She tried pressing her breasts out more so they filled his
hands more. Her hands tightened around his hips, trying to grind

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 20:27]

“Hands,” Syx warned, half demand and half plea. Responding
to her needs he slid off her lap and onto the floor, kneeling before her, “Your
clothes are in the way,” he informed her huskily, his voice carrying a weight
of command despite his more submissive posture, “Remove them.”

Jess, [02.06.16 20:38]

She immediately let him go, her hands pressing to the couch
as she undulated instead, making a noise of need. Her eyes darkened at his
command, responding instinctively with a low moan of need as she slid her
leggings and underwear down her legs at the same time.

She didn’t wait to wrench them off from around her ankles,
her legs falling open to reveal herself to him

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 20:56]

Syx licked his lips in anticipation, leaning in and placing
a hand on her inner thigh once she spread herself. He remembered his gloves
then, looking at them in frustration. Glancing at her with one last look of
hesitation he pulled off his gun harness and tossed it aside, then set about
his gloves. Tugging at the buckle on his upper arm with his teeth and loosening
it enough to slide the first off.

Jess, [02.06.16 21:03]

She hummed in delight, “..want help?” She asked him softly,
her eyes watching his every move as he took the clothing off.

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 21:23]

Wiggling to get out of the first glove he leaned up and
offered her the second, then a then on second thought offered her both arms,
“They’re a pain to take off alone…”

Jess, [02.06.16 21:25]

Emma smile was warm and filled with a genuine caring. Leaning
forward, she took the one that he had loosened, gentle in her work to slide it
off. Moving to the other, she loosened it and worked it off with the same
gentle tenderness

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 21:39]

Syx chewed on his lip as he watched her work, incredibly
torn on how to feel about this. He settled for the one that required less
contemplation and was less of a potential mood killer for him.

“I’m not made of glass,” he snipped, then tossing the gloves
aside pushed her back on the couch with an aggressive eagerness. Moving readily
to her legs, his hands parting her legs as he pressed a kiss into her inner
thigh. He bit the flesh there lightly, sucking as he ran his finger across her
lower lips. Lowering himself until his breath ghosted over her damp pussy, growling
possessively, “Mine.”

Jess, [02.06.16 21:42]

Goosebumps rose up on her skin as he kissed her inner thigh,
moaning as her muscles twitched once his finger came in contact with her wet
pussy. She glistened for him, arching and making a soft noise of want.

“Oh god…” she breathed, her muscles spasming already from
anticipation alone.

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 22:27]

With a moan, Syx pressed in hungrily, pushing his tongue
between her folds. Long flat licks across her pussy, coaxing out the nub of
flesh of her clit and sucking on it. Sucking on her glistening lips and
experimentally biting them. His hand rubbing her inner thigh, his other
disappearing between his own legs and rubbing himself through his leather
pants.

Jess, [02.06.16 22:31]

She cried out at the entirely alien feeling of his tongue
slowly licking at her pussy. She was a bundle of nerves beneath him, her hips
gyrating for him. As soon as his teeth closed down, her cries grew in volume
and pitch, her entire body spasming. She felt as if she were jelly beneath him,
desperately trying to find something to grab onto, anything.. anything to
anchor her to the real world.

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 23:04]

Feeding off her enjoyment eagerly, the scent of her desire a
heady scent to him, Syx groaned. Feverishly he worked open his pants and pushed
them down enough to slip a finger into his sheath. Rolling his hips with need.
Hearing how well she responded he pushed open her entrance with his fingers and
drove his tongue into her as beep as he could, alternating between fucking her
with his tongue and biting and sucking on her folds.

Jess, [02.06.16 23:08]

The alternating pleasure both heightened the sensations that
she felt and prolonged the release that she was beginning to grow desperate
for. She made desperate noises, growing so wet it was beginning to stain the
couch beneath her.

She began to tremble with the impending force of her orgasm,
crying incoherently, unsure of just what she was waiting for.. but she couldn’t
find that release, that trigger to go over.. as if she were waiting for him.

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 23:14]

Syx made a soft keening noise as his tentacle slid out into
his hand, curling eagerly around his wrist. He bucked as he fingered himself
and redoubled his efforts on Emma. Sucking hard on her clit as his bread
brushed against her sensitive pussy.

Jess, [02.06.16 23:18]

His efforts didn’t go to waste. He scream of pleasure filled
the room as her entire body bowed off the couch at the force of her first
orgasm through oral. She clawed at the cushions beneath her, writhing before
she finally came down and calmed. Her breathing was ragged, her muscles twitching
in random places at random times, “..O-oh.. oh my g-god..” she managed to gasp

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 23:26]

Syx drank her in as she climaxed, moaning at the taste of
her. Panting heavily, his mouth damp with her juices he lay his head on her
thigh. Both hands wrapped around his tentacle. Normally he would try to hide it
more, but the pants he was wearing were too tight. They were pushed down his
legs, his odd dick out and writhing around his hands as he made soft needy
noises, face flushed.

Jess, [02.06.16 23:35]

She panted and trembled on the couch, “..I never.. how
could.. oh my god..” she made a soft needy noise, smelling the desire in the
air that mingled with her own. Opening her eyes that glowed a bright blue,
looking down at him with a low needy noise. “..Do you need more..?” She breathed,
shocked to find that she was more than ready for him

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 23:45]

Syx blushed a deep rose as he glanced between her and his
cock. He swallowed and licked his lips. Would it be ok if she touched him? He
closed his eyes as he questioned his reactions toward her. Finally nodding he
rose slightly, reaching up to press his fingers to her lips, sharing his scent
and fluids.

“You can touch me,” he allowed, his need coloring his voice
heavily.

Jess, [02.06.16 23:51]

Emma lurched up, taking in his fingers into her mouth with a
moan, her tongue pressing between the digits to lick him clean entirely as her
hands eagerly roamed his body as if she reveled in the feeling of her hands
moving along his body.

“Show me..” she breathed the pleading words once her mouth
was free of his fingers.. she didn’t know how this game worked, the game of
seduction when it came to being able to touch the other person.. though despite
it her hands drifted instinctively to his writhing cock, uncaring of what it
was as she reached for it

Sam Dains, [02.06.16 23:58]

Syx gasped as his tentacle met her hand, it twisted beneath
her fingers and coiled up her wrist, pulling her hand down to where it joined
his body. With a breathy needy whimper, Syx slid back into her lap. Laying his
head on her shoulder, he guided her fingers to the base of his tentacle, showing
her the sensitive spots just inside the sheath and all along the thicker base
of it. His breath ragged as he hid his face in her neck, nervous but far too
needy to turn down her offer.

Jess, [03.06.16 00:05]

Her touch was feather light as she tested out the spots he
showed her, moaning as her lips found his ear lobe, gently sucking it into her
mouth and gently biting.. though not hard at all. She twisted her hand all
about the base of his writhing dick as if she were stroking a normal cock,
making small adjustments to the differences she was finding and he pointed out

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 00:21]

Syx keened as she sucked on his ear, the flesh very
sensitive. His hands moving to roam over her as his climax build, “Ah, oh fuck,
oh god, oh god.”

His rips rocked, seeking more. He added his own hand to
hers, pushing their fingers in deeper. Taking her head in his other hand he
crashed his lips to her, hungrily. His mouth still tasting of her. Kissing her
deeply, tangling his tongue with hers with a moan.

Jess, [03.06.16 00:29]

She eagerly followed his lead.. she was a fast learner,
immediately adapting how he pressed and touched to how she did it herself.

Her lips moved against his hungrily, the sound that came
from her was a combination of a growl and moan. “Come for me..” she breathed,
having pulled away just enough to be able to speak

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 03:28]

Breath coming in ragged gasps, Syx fell apart, crying out in
his pleasure as his core tightened and fluttered, tentacle tightening its grip
and writhing. A gush of thick clean fluid floating her hand and dripping down
onto their legs. Trembling he pressed himself into her with soft sounds.

“Fuck oh fuck,” he breathed, leaning his head back on her
shoulder as he calmed, his alien dick languid in her hand.

Jess, [03.06.16 07:32]

Emma shivered at the feeling of the liquid on her hands,
slowly releasing him as he leaned his head onto her shoulder. She felt a rush
of pride, knowing that she had been the reason he felt such pleasure..

“..Good..?” she murmured, nuzzling his ear

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 10:08]

A shiver ran through Syx as she released him, his tentacle
twitching as the loss of contact. He could so easily get worked up again.
Nuzzling softly into her neck he sighed, “Was very good.”

He surprised himself with how comfortable he felt laying of
her like this, making a soft contented noise, he shifted. His pants where
becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Lifting his head though he pressed another
kiss against her lips with a breathy sigh.

Jess, [03.06.16 10:10]

She felt a spark ignite within at his words, smiling just a
bit before murmuring gently against his lips. The kiss was slow and sensual,
tilting her head to fit their lips together better.

“..I never knew it could be like that..” she murmured,
pulling away with a content sigh, biting lightly at her lower lip

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 10:31]

Syx nipped at her lower lip, “Like what? I know I’m a master
of oral,” he said smoothly, kissing her jaw.

She seemed happy so he wasn’t going to bring up his strange
genitalia and just be delighted that she was so willing to touch him. He was
uncomfortable now though. Sliding off of her Syx toed off his boots and wiggled
out of his pants with only minor hesitation. The shirt soon followed. His
cheeks rosy and fully on display before her.

Syx shifted nervously before returning to her side. Without
clothing it was obvious how inhuman his proportions were, stretched out and his
rib cage too long. His tentacle a foot long and dangling lazily between his
legs, bright pink and flushed with blood against his blue skin. As he settled
beside her the scars were obvious. A faint network of lines covering him, past
wounds, cuts and gunshots. Knowing what to look for they were faintly on his
face as well, a cut on his cheekbone, one on his forehead. Standing out ugly on
his skin though were a surgical looking old scar on his stomach and very jagged
scars the cut across both wrists.

Jess, [03.06.16 10:36]

Emma was shocked at the scars, though did her best.to not
show it. Shifting, she cuddled up against him, making a soft humming noise. “I
do hope you haven’t ruined me for other oral..” she joked lightly.

Though her heart sunk when she saw the extensive array of
scars. Her ears dipping off to the side, she sighed softly. Her fingers began
to trace along his body in an absent minded manner. “..I’m sorry..” she
murmured softly, feeling her heart swell for what he went through. She knew how
badly it hurt to gain a scar such as the one on his stomach and wrists.

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 10:52]

Stilling at her words Syx’s face fell into hard lines,
“They’re just scars,” he could easily guess which ones she meant, “In the past
and done with,” he spoke with an air of finality, suddenly regretting being
naked and pulling his hands back to himself to hide his wrists.

Jess, [03.06.16 10:54]

Taking his hand gently, she brought his wrist to her lips,
pressing a gentle kiss there, “Not done with.. they make you who you are..” she
murmured. She knew that she probably was overstepping her bounds, but she couldn’t
help it.

“Scars just prove how strong you are.”

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 10:59]

Trembling as she kissed his self-inflicted wounds, Syx
leaned his head against her shoulder, keening softly, “Please don’t…”

He didn’t want to think about the lowest time in his entire
life. Shying away from the memory always. If he ignored it, he could pretend it
didn’t rule huge chunks of his behavior.

Limp in her arms though, he didn’t stop her.

Jess, [03.06.16 11:01]

The way he reacted made her feel as if her heart were being
squeezed, closing her eyes. Shifting, she gently put his hand back, turning so
that her lips slanted against his, murmuring softly as she did, hoping the
distraction would work against her foolishness

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 11:14]

Shifting up Syx accepted the kiss. He still shook, too raw,
too close to the memories. Far to close considering that he’d just had sex. He
desperately didn’t want these memories to mingle, didn’t want this soured.

With a growl he twisted and pressed her down onto the couch,
pinning her hands as his kissing took on a greater aggression. Finally,
breathing hard he released her lips, looking down at her with hooded green
eyes. His tentacle languidly curling along her inner thigh making him shiver.
His voice was soft though, “Thank you… for stopping… when I asked.”

Jess, [03.06.16 11:22]

She made a soft growling noise, testing the strength of his
hands as she returned the kiss with equal passion. She met him emotion to
emotion, responding to the subtle changes as if she were born for this. She
tried to follow when he pulled away, making a keening noise as if wordlessly
trying to ask for more, her legs scissoring beneath him.

“..I’ll never put you in a bad situation,” she promised him breathlessly

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 14:42]

He believed her, the way she said it. Leaning down Syx
claimed her lips again, biting and tugging on her lower lip with a grumble of
need. As he settled over her he shuddered as his tentacle slid up against her
wet and swollen entrance, mobile and slick against her. His hand found her
breast, sliding under her shirt.

“Mine,” he claimed again, lips on her throat, hands seeking
to rid her of the remainder of her clothing.

Jess, [03.06.16 14:46]

Emma’s arms snaked up under his arms, her hands resting on
his shoulder blades as his lips came in contact with her throat. She made a
frustrated noise, suddenly lurching and shedding her tank top over her head.
She made quick work of her bra, tossing it blindly somewhere into the loft.

“Mine..” She growled, just before she claimed his lips with
hers, kissing him passionately as his alien dick teased with her, making
possessive and desperate noises as she kissed him

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 16:35]

Syx keened as she claimed him, “Yours…” tumbling from his
lips before he could stop it.

Curling over her, his mouth went to her breast with a
delighted moan, his lips fastening around her nipple. Sucking and teasing the
pebbled flesh. He traced his hands over her skin, his lips following, finding
her scars he paused only for a moment, looking up at her with a sudden kinship.
He covered every one he could find with his mouth, licking and biting, tracing
the marks. Moving back up her again to crash his mouth to hers in a desperate
passion.

Jess, [03.06.16 16:40]

She felt a rush of passion and something deeper as his mouth
moved to each of her scars, jumping just a bit as his lips found the stab scar,
making a soft noise of surprise with the barest hint of panic that immediately
turned to a growl of desire as his mouth again claimed hers.

“..I need you..” She breathed against his lips, making a low
noise to try to express the need she felt.

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 17:05]

Settling against her Syx found he echoed that sentiment
entirely, “Emma,” his voice husky and low, “Mine, you’re mine,” his hands
moving to her hips as his legs moved with hers. He hadn’t done this much at
all. And his very first going this far with a woman.

His tentacle pushed up into her, twisting and curling,
trying to go in further then she had room. Turning back on itself until he felt
far thicker than his actual width, “Aaaah fuck,” Syx gasped against her lips,
holding her tightly as he ground his spread slit against her pussy where they
joined.

Jess, [03.06.16 17:15]

Emma made a mewling noise of need, arching and undulating
beneath his hands settled on her hips, “Yours..” She breathed. Her exclamation
of pleasure as his cock pushed into her filled his ears.. but when it curled..

Her mind short circuited, her fingers curling until there
was a light bite of her fingernails was felt at his shoulder blades. “Syx!” She
tried hard to not scream his name, goosebumps erupting all over her body as he
began to grind against her.

She was making unintelligible noises of pure pleasure,
writhing desperately beneath him as flexed her internal muscles to make her
pussy clench around him

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 19:07]

Syx’s cries mingled with hers as she squeezed around him.
Bowing over her with a desperate fervor as he moved with her.

“Emma, oh fuck, fuck,” gasped and breathless. His dick
curving as he rubbed it over her clit, legs in a senseless tangle.

Jess, [03.06.16 19:40]

The feeling of him coiling and moving within her was so
strange.. but /damn/ did it feel good. The sensations were like nothing she had
ever felt before… and she never wanted him to stop.

She cried out in pure pleasure, trying to rock her hips against
the contact against her clit, rearing up in a carnal desire to have something
against her mouth. She came in contact with his neck, sucking and biting at the
skin

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 19:58]

Syx cried out incoherently as she bit his neck, letting out
a keening whimper. His arms wrapped around her, crushing her against his slight
from, lost in the pleasure, “Fuck oh FUCK harder! Harder!”

He was so close, his core fluttered and spasmed as he coiled
his long dick in and around her pussy. His arousal perfumed the air heavily as
his leaking fluids coated them and the couch below them.

Jess, [03.06.16 20:00]

Her own fluids mingled with his, making a keening cry as she
bit down on the skin of his neck even harder. The scent of his arousal had her
responding instantly as she drew his skin into her mouth, sucking and biting
hard.

Her orgasm shook her to the core, and took her entirely by
surprise, his skin muffling her scream of pleasure as she came hard enough to
see stars.

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 20:05]

Gushing out a clear fluid Syx writhed above her, his
whimpers filling the air, eyes rolling back as she bit into him. He’d have a
mark, a very noticeable one. Claimed. He shook again in her arms with the after
tremors of his orgasm.

Panting he fell limply on top of her, “Oh fuuuuuuck… that…
damn,” he mumbled unintelligently.

Jess, [03.06.16 20:06]

Emma felt boneless beneath him, random muscles twitching and
spasming with aftershocks. She hummed, pressing a lazy kiss to the nearest body
part. “..I didn’t hurt you, did I..?” She asked, her voice gentle and softl

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 20:12]

Syx shifted, his tentacle sliding out of her to lay
twitching between them. Reaching up he gingerly touched his neck, “You didn’t
break the skin. It’s fine,” more than fine really. A smile graced his features,
happy for the mark. He hardly wanted to move from her, but the couch was
narrow. He gave a hum as he contemplated his unwillingness to move.

Jess, [03.06.16 20:17]

Emma smiled softly, shifting beneath him with a long happy
noise, “Good..” She murmured, a deep feeling of happiness and sleepiness beginning
to rise.

“..Want to use my shower?” She prompted gently, nuzzling the
skin of his neck with a soft sigh

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 21:00]

Syx sighed, they were a mess and he really should. Nodding
he rose slowly from her, “You likely need it too though…”

Jess, [03.06.16 21:08]

She laughed, “Then we can take a shower together,” She
reasoned easily, still nuzzling at his neck with a happy murmur. She pressed a
gentle kiss to the skin, before pulling away gain

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 22:48]

Syx let out a shaky breath at the continued expressions of
affection on his neck, it made it very hard to pull away from her one he ached
for more of her touch already. The logical part of him recognized the social
bonding nature of the act they shared, the emotional repercussions of the act
on his mind and heart. Currently all he cared about it that he was comfortable
with her and that he needed to continue to be touched.

Finally pulling up and off of her, Syx offered her a hand
up, “Showering together sounds lovely.”

Jess, [03.06.16 22:52]

Emma smiled warmly, taking the hand and using it to help her
up without rubbing herself onto the couch.. yeah she would need to get that
cleaned.

Keeping her hand in his, she led him towards the bathroom,
oddly comfortable naked around him. The bathroom was horrid.. the toilet, bathtub
and the sink were all pink, as if the 70’s threw up within

Sam Dains, [03.06.16 23:47]

Syx moved a little awkwardly, it always felt odd to move
around when his tentacle was out. It made him question how human men put up
with the feeling. It would take a while of no stimulation before it would start
to retract however. He didn’t so much as bat an eye at the decor of the
bathroom, he’d been in much worse far too often. He was however horribly
distracted by Emma herself, his free hand moving to her waist. Moving close and
nuzzling his head against hers instinctually. He was hers and she was his,
they’d claimed each other. He didn’t care who else he shared her with, that
fact was all that mattered right now and he craved the touch.

Jess, [03.06.16 23:55]

Emma was leaning forward as his hand moved to her waist,
turning the water on to heat up. Straightening, she hummed happily as he
nuzzled against her, leaning back into his touch and making a low noise of contentment.

Turning in his arms, she wrapped him into a hug, nestling
close and pressing her nose up against his neck, inhaling his scent deeply as
if she could memorize it. “..Mmm.. would you be against staying here
tonight..?” She asked softly

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 00:06]

Syx froze, that was something new… would that be ok? He
licked his lips as he thought, but her warmth and smell won out in the end,
“I’ll have to call Minion and let him know.”

Jess, [04.06.16 00:11]

She smiled warmly at the idea, her arms tightening around
him as she tried to nestle even further against him. “..I’m really glad..” she
murmured softly. She pulled away, smiling. Winking, she backed away, beckoning
him after her as she stepped into the tub, the steam beginning to curl from the
water

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 00:32]

As soon as he was under the spray of water with her Syx’s
lips found her skin. Soft and lazy kisses as his hands wandered her. The mark
she’d given him was a dull ache of bruised flesh, bright and purple on his blue
skin. His fingers brushing up to play with her hair as he ran his nose over her
cheek.

Jess, [04.06.16 00:40]

To say that Emma was delighted with the immediate contact
was a bit of an understatement, humming happily as she stepped flush against his
body with a low moan. She tried to keep her hair from the water.. but it was
too long to do so. She finally just laughed and tipped her head back, shaking
the locks out to wet down.

Once that was done, she leaned forward and pressed a firm
kiss against his lips, murmuring before switching places. Breaking apart from
him, she turned and bent over, giving him a view of her ass as she grabbed her
luffa

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 10:31]

Smoothing his hands over her hips as she leaned down, Syx
groaned, his tentacle twitching lightly against his leg, “Temptress! You keep
that up and I’m just going to make a mess again.”

As she stood he rubbed his hands across her stomach, pulling
himself flush behind her, his nose on her shoulder. Voice as soft as a whisper,
Syx claimed, “Mine, my tiger.”

Jess, [04.06.16 10:44]

Emma’s laugh filled the small room as he spoke again,
finding that she liked that nickname maybe a little bit /too/ much. “Keep what
up?” She prompted as innocently as she could manage, her voice sugar sweet as
she smiled broadly.

“..I am yours, yes..” She murmured, though she swore at
herself for just how much she meant it. She shifted, suddenly encompassing in a
tight embrace

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 11:48]

Syx shivered despite the warmth of the shower, it terrified
him how quickly he was getting comfortable with her being rough with him. He
let out a breath and a light laugh, “You seem to have captured me, what
nefarious plans do you have for me now Tiger?”

Far too comfortable. She was outside the game. Not part of
plots. A self-proclaimed neutral. This would be fine. He certainly hoped it
would. He was enjoying it far too much.

Jess, [04.06.16 11:51]

Emma made a soft murmuring noise, “..Nothing..” She murmured
against his neck. “..I just.. I just want to stay like this for a bit..” She
murmured, nuzzling at the skin of his neck with her nose. She just wanted to
hold and be held, orient herself again..

Except after a minute it still didn’t happen. Pulling away
finally, she shifted to turn for the body wash, remembering just why they got
in here

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 15:43]

Syx wrapped his arms around her feeling lost. Softness
wasn’t really something he got much off. Even the love he had was full of hard
edges and hard people… this was welcome but never new territory. There were
those he’d wanted to cuddle, but the option had just never been there for one
reason or another. His arms wrapped around her, “Ah, okay…”

As she got the soap his fingers traced over her scars again.
They were both covered in the road maps of past battles, “I have to admit I’m
curious…”

He realized it was hypocritical as he’d not wanted her to
ask about his… but there were only a few of his that carried pain behind them
and he cringed away from pity.

Jess, [04.06.16 15:58]

She looked at him, smiling some as she began to later the
loofa up. “About the scars?” She prompted, turning back to him. The one to the
side of her stomach clearly ran all the way through.

“Just some mementos from where I come from,” she mused,
shrugging. Running the loofa along her body, she began to clean her body,
humming in delight. “They really aren’t that big of a deal.. these,” she paused
to show him. “I got caught in a heard of demons. Long story short, they try to
overwhelm you in sheer numbers to eat you.” she chuckled at her words.

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 17:45]

Syx hummed in thought, “You really wouldn’t like fighting my
brain bots then, that’s the strategy I’ve trained them to use. Only they tend
to just gnaw on things,” those the bear trap like jaws he gave them could do
serious damage. He chuckled, “Any fight you walk away from is a victory.”

His fingers continued to trace patterns over her, “Do you
still fight? You made it sound like you were… retired? Out?”

Jess, [04.06.16 17:52]

She shivered at the light contact of his fingers, passing
the loofa between her legs and over her thighs, “I can’t say I blame you for
teaching them that.. its effective. I almost didn’t survive that one,” she
mused, flushing at how easily she found she shared that.

“I used to fight a lot, yes. My world.. its..” She trailed
off. “..It’s a lot different than this. Think medieval. I have a sword,
actually.. it’s here in the place somewhere.. so yeah, I fought. Or fight
still.. I haven’t fought in a while though.”

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 17:57]

“Hmm swords aren’t very useful here. You’d be better off
with a knife or a chain. Close combat and brutal. There are plenty or hard
people in this city, powerful players that don’t care about neutral parties,”
Syx mused, “I prefer nonlethal whenever possible, long range as well, there is
something to be said for the grace of a sword though. I learned fencing a while
back.”

Jess, [04.06.16 17:59]

She laughed softly, “I have a dagger too.. I prefer close
combat rather than with a sword. Generally I saved sword fighting with somebody
I really need to get serious with,” She agreed.

She paused though, tilting her head to the side,
“..Fencing?” She prompted. Without thinking to ask him, she pressed her soapy
loofa to his body, gently beginning to clean him

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 18:13]

Syx made a soft noise as she turned the loofa on him,
blushing but shifting to give her access to his body, a blush rising on his
cheeks as he swallowed.

“Fencing is a very flashy sword fighting technique. It’s
more for duels and showmanship then for killing,” he explained, “you use a very
long thin blade rather than a broad sword. I’ve been developing motion control
for a suit. It should be all that much more impressive to fence using a giant
mech. It’s still early in development though,” blushing as he realized how
easily he was admitting his evil plans to her.

Maybe there was something to the idea of using love as a
weakness to extract information. This could be problematic if she was being
deceitful with him… but he was a good judge of character and he didn’t smell
anything on her to suggest anything but mutual feeling.

Jess, [04.06.16 18:40]

She laughed, “A giant robot to fence?” She grinned, though
by the look in her eyes it was clear the idea intrigued her. “I think I’d like
to learn fencing.. maybe do it with you sometime? I’m intrigued how it would be
different from what I know,” She smiled, still moving her hand about to gently
clean his body.

“It sounds interesting.. maybe sometime I can come over and
see it? See how it works? I haven’t been here long enough to really get a
chance to see anything of that caliber.”

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 20:50]

Syx let out a slow breath, “You do understand I’m a super
villain, right? Just being around me may well label you as my cohort. I use the
robots like this to wreak destruction? Foreknowledge of my plans would label
you as an accomplice in the eyes of the law…” he frowned, he went to great
lengths to keep the neutral parties in his life safe from his criminal
activities.

He bit his lip as her hands continued over his body, his
tentacle slowly retracting, “I’d gladly show you fencing though. I find good
sparing partners hard to come by and my most consistent one… well the strength
difference does prove unbalancing.”

Jess, [04.06.16 21:06]

She nodded, “..I understand. I just don’t really give a damn
what they think.. though being arrested wouldn’t be all that great for
business,” She admitted. She looked truly regretful.

“If all I can get is fencing, I’ll take it,” She smiled
some, finishing washing him. She leaned forward, kissing him on the lips a
moment before pulling away. “There. All clean,” she grinned a lop sided, goofy
little smile

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 21:17]

Laughing, Syx returned the kiss, “You can still come over to
the lair, I just won’t show you anything that I’m actually going to use to
commit a crime. That still leaves all the prototypes and experimental ideas
though,” god he was moving far too fast. What was he even saying? It wasn’t
like he could blame drunkenness anymore. Yet still… he pressed another kiss to
her lips as he reached around her to turn the water off.

Jess, [04.06.16 21:35]

Emma giggled, looking utterly delighted, “I would like that
a lot! I love learning about stuff like that,” She said honestly, opening the
curtain and stepping out. Carefully to not slip, she bent and got into the
cabinet beneath the sink, she grabbed two towels, offering him one before she wrapped
herself up

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 21:56]

“Minion will insist on inviting you for dinner, just so that
you know. He’ll also not forgive me if I don’t ask ahead of time what your food
preferences are and if you have any allergies,” Syx accepted the towel, patting
himself off and wrapping it around his waist rather wishing a robe was
available. He had no desire to put his tight clothing back on.

Jess, [04.06.16 22:14]

She shifted, drying off and wrapping the towel around
herself as well, “Well.. I don’t have any real allergy, but meat is kind of
something I have to watch. I get sick on meat that is highly processed. I
generally need to spend the extra money on meats that are more natural.. so
yeah that’s really about it. I love italian though! That’s my favorite,” She
laughed, stepping from the bathroom. She moved along to the bedroom area, “Did
you want something to wear?” She asked

Sam Dains, [04.06.16 22:29]

“I don’t you have anything in my size but it would be
appreciated,” Syx followed her, “I have an uncle who runs an Italian restaurant
and since we got out on our own Minion goes out of his way to get the best cuts
of meat. Mostly from Nancy, she’s a local butcher.”

Jess, [04.06.16 22:50]

She nodded, “Well.. I have some sweatpants with draw
strings?” She prompted, looking back at him as she took up her own set of
sweatpants. She shifted, shimmying into them without bothering to put underwear
on first

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 02:49]

“Sure,” Syx accepted the pair or overlarge sweatpants and
drew in the waist until it was puckered around him. Flopping back onto her bed
he propped himself up on an elbow, “So… do people normally do now when invited
to sleep over?” this was new and he didn’t want to waste it, “Or what do you
want to do?”

Jess, [05.06.16 08:59]

Emma slipped a tank top on, before joining him with a laugh.
“..I honestly don’t really know,” she grinned. “But I vote we cuddle. Maybe a
movie?” She prompted, wriggling about until she was on her side, propped up on
one elbow to look at him

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 09:28]

Sliding up closer to her, Syx nodded, “That sounds nice.”

It was obvious he was starting to fade though, especially
now that he was quietly laying down. Eyelids drooping he slipped a hand under
her tank top, seeking skin contact. His head nuzzled against her shoulder and
he yawned, “Which ever one you want to.”

Jess, [05.06.16 09:32]

Emma smiled some, shifting to wrap her arm around him
casually. “..This is good right here..” she murmured. She shifted, snuggling up
against him with her arm still around him. She nuzzled her nose against the top
of his head, sighing softly as she closed her eyes.

She was warm and tired.. and the combination had her
beginning to drift right along with him.

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 18:39]

When she awoke Syx was still dead asleep, his head nestled
against her breast as he lay over her. His face relaxed into complete peace.

Jess, [05.06.16 18:44]

Emma wasn’t accustomed to having people over.. so when she
felt something, she had startled awake before relaxing again. She smiled
gently, shifting to hug him close and cuddle him, a soft purr rising as she
waited for him to wake

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 18:50]

The purring jerked Syx awake, “The fuck?”

Blinking he came too and looking down at her blushed. Having
a soft bed mate was truly new. At least as an adult. Cuddling with Minion
wasn’t the same with his giant suit even with the padding, “Oh, morning.”

Jess, [05.06.16 18:58]

She flushed, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you,” She said
quickly, letting the hold she had on him loosened in case he wanted to get
away.

“..How did you sleep..?” She prompted

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 19:03]

Slowly Syx settled back down into her arms and after a brief
moment of thought returned his head to her breast, it had been very comfortable
he decided, “Good. But considering how long I’d been up I could have slept well
on the floor. This was preferable by far.”

Jess, [05.06.16 19:04]

She laughed softly, the sound a gentle thing that rang in
his ear that was on her chest. “Well I’m glad I could help. I don’t’ think I
would like the idea of you sleeping on the floor,” She admitted, her fingers
ghosting up and down his arm

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 19:29]

He hummed happily at the touching, “Beds are much better,”
especially bed that also contained someone to keep him warm and who smelled of
affection.

He jerk up suddenly in a panic, “FUCK! I never told Minion
where I was!” he scrambled about hunting for where his watch had gotten left.

Jess, [05.06.16 20:14]

She made a noise of shock, letting him go, “I thought you
said you did last night?” She asked, frowning in confusion as she sat up, the
blankets pooling around her hips

Sam Dains, [05.06.16 22:57]

“No I was going to but then I fell asleep!” Syx said with a
pout as if it was Emma’s fault that his several day bender had caught up to
him. Finding the watch he hissed into it, “Code: I’m fine. I slept.”

“Thank GOD SIR! Why did you sleep in a bar?” the watch had
gps but Minion had been nervous about going in, he did have several brain bots
on standby outside the place though, “… code: why did you sleep in a bar?”

Jess, [05.06.16 23:14]

Emma watched with wry amusement, trying to contain her
laughter.. but after a moment her rolling laughter filling the air. She clapped
her hand over her mouth, but still laughed, her light blue eyes almost shining
with her laughter. She remained in bed, taking up her tail and began to run her
hands along it to smooth the hair down

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 03:07]

“Code: I slept in a bed,” Syx sighed, Minion would be in
full mother hen mode all day now, “I’ll be back to the Lair later today.”

“Code: Eat something, for evils sake Sir,” Minion clipped
back over the watch.

“Code: Fine,” Rolling his eyes Syx put the watch down and
made his way over to the giggling feline.

“Well I’m glad you find my plight amusing,” he complained with
pursed lips. A smile rugged at his lips though, “Well Tiger, what do you have
food wise?” he leaned down and placed a small kiss on her lips. He was going to
claim every kiss he was allowed to.

Jess, [06.06.16 03:32]

Emma laughed merrily as he kissed her, leaning forward to
steal one more kiss before he could pull away. “I got lots. Bacon, and eggo
waffles are some of my favorite though if you want some of that?” She asked
with a grin. “Otherwise I can make biscuits and gravy!?” She seemed a bit excited
about that

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 10:12]

Syx wrinkled his nose, “Only if you don’t make the gravy
with soy. Though milk doesn’t really sit well with me either,” biscuits and
gravy where far too often a staple of his prison diet. He stretched out,
rolling his shoulders as he yawned.

Jess, [06.06.16 10:27]

Emma smiled some, “Well then bacon and Eggos it is,” She
shifted, standing from the bed. She stretched out, her shirt rising up to
expose the flesh of her stomach. Relaxing with a low sound of pleasure, she
shook her hands out before she went to the kitchen, humming.

Jess, [06.06.16 10:27]

“..Eh, are you against just eggos? I’m feeling lazy.”

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 10:34]

Syx laughed, the sound rolling through him, “Left to my own
devices I could live off poptarts, cocopuffs, and popcorn. Eggos are fine,”
coming up behind her he slipped his hand under her shirt, hand flat on her
stomach, greedy for touch.

Jess, [06.06.16 10:37]

Emma giggled, “Poptarts are horrible.. they are a guilty
pleasure I can’t divulge in too often or I’ll get sick,” she said, smiling.
“The strawberry ones are just pure temptation though. Worth it,” she giggled,
shifting to step back in against him, humming happily with the contact, the box
of frozen waffles in her hand

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 10:51]

Humming Syx nuzzled the back of her head, “Maple. It’s
heaven. I didn’t even know you were supposed to heat them up at first,” he
laughed, he’d been to clueless if first years living on his own with just
Minion, “Speaking of which, if you have maple syrup to go with these I may be in
love,” he chuckled, he already was though, he silently added her to the roster
in his heart. He would need to add her to the protected list, the same with
this bar. The list of those not to be fucked with unless you wanted to invoke
the wrath of Mr. Blue.

Jess, [06.06.16 11:16]

Emma flushed, trying to quell the rush of her heart at his
words, “Well, prepare your heart then, because I have maple syrup that’s in the
fridge. And butter,” She laughed, moving to get those as well. Shifting, she
held them up with a large, goofy grin

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 12:41]

“Yum,” a slow goofy grin spread of Syx’s face as he leaned
in. Skipping her lips he placed on open mouth kiss on her neck instead, “Mine.
I don’t think you’ll get rid of me easily now Tiger. I’m very persistent.”

Jess, [06.06.16 16:11]

Emma inhaled with a soft little gasping noise, humming, “Who
said I was about to fight you on it..?” she purred, immediately stepping
forward to form against his body with another hum of happiness.

“..You aren’t about to get rid of me.”

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 17:26]

“You’re dangerous, Tiger,” Syx murmured, touching her chin
and lifting it to press his lips to hers. He hesitated though, pulling away
enough to look her in the eye, “You have to understand though… you aren’t the
only one in my life… I don’t do this frivolously, but I’ve never been exclusive
and have no intention to be,” he might make some concessions on that for
someone truly precious, as of yet no one had reached that level.

Jess, [06.06.16 17:32]

Emma looked at him in surprise, confusion waring with her
emotion, “..Not exclusive?” She tilted her head, frowning. The concept was new
to her… but she understood. Kind of

.

“..I’ll try not to hold you down too much,” She murmured,
though visibly struggled with how that was possible

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 17:46]

Syx made a soft frustrated sound and touched her cheek,
“Just because I love someone doesn’t mean that they are the only person that I
love. I’ve never dated, I’ve never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend. I’m a super
villain. I spend a quarter of the year behind bars. I love people I can’t have
and have taken those I’m friends with because I love them too just in a
different way. It’s complicated and messy and if you don’t want to get involved
with that I don’t blame you in the slightest. It would likely be the wiser
course of action. But… even if you don’t,” he leaned in again, feeling like he
was stealing kisses now, “The fencing lesson offer still stands,” he’d still
protect her too, keep the other criminals from messing with her bar, “… you
actually wouldn’t be sharing me with very many…” he admitted softly, “But I
don’t believe in denying love.”

Jess, [06.06.16 17:56]

She listened, gazing at him for a moment before she sighed
and leaned her forehead against his. “..I understand. I think.. I just..” she hesitated.
“I’ve never even considered something like this before.. and it’s going to be
so incredibly new for me.. so you need to be patient with me…” she murmured.

“..I like you, Syx. I like you a lot,” She pulled away
enough so he could see how serious she was. “And yes.. the fencing lesson is
still on..” She smiled coyly.

Sam Dains, [06.06.16 19:04]

“I’m very patient,” Syx informed her, running his fingers
threw her hair and rubbing her ears, “And good. I was looking forward to having
a sparring partner.”

He would be in her life in whatever way he was allowed to
be. The important part was just being near his beloved people, being able to
protect them. If he couldn’t have them the way he wanted… they were still his.
In some fashion or another. He was very selfish in that regard.

Jess, [06.06.16 19:37]

Emma smiled slowly, leaning forward so that she could nuzzle
their noses together. “..Good..” She murmured, lingering a moment before she
pulled away, her eyes alight. Oh the places this could go..