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?
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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“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.
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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.
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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.”
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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.”
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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.
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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.
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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.”
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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.”
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“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?”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.”
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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…”
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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.
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“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…”
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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.”
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“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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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?”
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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.
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“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~”
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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…”
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“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.
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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.
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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.”
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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.”
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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.
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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.
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“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.
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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.
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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…”
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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.”
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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.
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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.”
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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…”
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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.
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“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…”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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“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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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?”
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“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.
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“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.
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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?”
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“ 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.
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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…”
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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.
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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.”
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“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.
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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?”
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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.
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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.
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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~”
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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.
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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.
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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…”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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“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.
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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.
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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.
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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.”
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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 ~”
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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.
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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.”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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…”
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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.
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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.”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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“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?”
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“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.
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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.
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