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Pampering the Overlord
Mykaal sighed sympathetically, turning his teasing strokes to more soothing ones, though his hip movements remained minimal. He wanted more himself, he hadn’t had the energy to feel more than vague needs all week, but he wanted to try to play this out as he’d started. “I know, it’s been a terrible deprivation for you, I’m sure! So what exactly do you want?” Dammit, he was going to get him to say something more specific if they had to wait all day!
[He nibbled his lower lip, trying to find the words that sounded right. He focused on the feelings coming off of Mykaal: lust, love, and a need to please… It helped ease his nerves. He’d never been good at communicating what he wanted outside of the usual villainous banter.] I want that from you. [His cheeks were burning just from that, but he knew Mykaal would understand his implications.]
Oh, Mykaal understood the implications clearly — and Megamind would probably be able to sense that — but he still wasn’t giving in so easily. “You want what from me?” he purred ever so innocently, moving one hand to run the fingers down the center of his lover’s chest, almost touching his cock, then running back up again. “Specifics, my dear villain. Surely a supervillain of your stature can give me a few specific words describing what he needs!”
Mmf..! [He attempts to thrust his hips up to meet Mykaal’s hand when it draws near, only to be disappointed when it leaves again.] …Fu-… Gah, touch me, you fool!
Pampering the Overlord
[He pouts, blushing now. Mykaal’s dominance is undoubtedly attractive, and his demands are difficult to avoid. He swallows thickly, suggesting quietly,] U-uh… Well I’d definitely like a lot more than this…! [he gestures to Mykaal’s hips rubbing against him so lightly.]
He smirked. “Oh, I can tell that,” he purred, running his fingertips along the edges of Megamind’s blushing ears, just enough to tease. “But do you just want more of this—” He suddenly bucked his hips forward, harder, and rotated them to grind their cocks together, then pulled away again just as quickly. “—or something else? Tell me.”
[Mykaal’s sudden movements pulled another whimpery sound from him. His fingers curled, roughly pressing his blunt fingernails against both lace and skin.] No no… [His eyes leave Mykaal’s as he looks away some, shyly.] It’s been more than a week since I’ve… uh. [He makes a vague jerking-off gesture with one hand before replacing it on Mykaal’s rump.]
Mykaal sighed sympathetically, turning his teasing strokes to more soothing ones, though his hip movements remained minimal. He wanted more himself, he hadn’t had the energy to feel more than vague needs all week, but he wanted to try to play this out as he’d started. “I know, it’s been a terrible deprivation for you, I’m sure! So what exactly do you want?” Dammit, he was going to get him to say something more specific if they had to wait all day!
[He nibbled his lower lip, trying to find the words that sounded right. He focused on the feelings coming off of Mykaal: lust, love, and a need to please… It helped ease his nerves. He’d never been good at communicating what he wanted outside of the usual villainous banter.] I want that from you. [His cheeks were burning just from that, but he knew Mykaal would understand his implications.]
Pampering the Overlord
The touch of Megamind’s palm wasn’t nearly enough to finish him, but it was so welcome after this past week or more without any intimacy between them, it made Mykaal hum in bliss. “Mmmm, you did that so well, you’re a very good little helper,” he purred, pressing his hand against his lover’s and moving both in slow circles, mimicking the motion of his hips. He continued to move while he nimbly freed one leg from the pushed-down jeans, then the other. He pushed his cock more firmly into their hands as he kicked the fabric aside. It was with a pang of reluctance that he took both their hands from his crotch, but it was short-lived, since he then climbed into Megamind’s lap, his knees straddling his slim legs as he pressed his half-lace-covered dick against the other’s naked shaft. “What kind of reward would you like for your help?” he asked as he slowly rolled his hips to hump him, eyes half-lidded and smoldering with need.
[Megamind pretty much squeaks as Mykaal crawls into his lap, his hands sliding back to grab at that lace-covered blue behind, pulling the other man closer.] Mmmhmhm… So many decisions~… [With lowered eyelids, he asks,] …What would you suggest…?
Mykaal laughed as he waggled one finger at him. “Ah-ah-ah,” he scolded, still moving his hips but keeping it very slow and shallow, so that their cocks would touch only briefly and erratically. “I want to hear you ask for what you want.” He still didn’t know how good he could be in a more openly dominant role, but he figured this might not be a bad place to start, by denying his boyfriend further pleasure unless he did as he was told. With Megamind still on the mend, he didn’t want to push the roles any farther.
[He pouts, blushing now. Mykaal’s dominance is undoubtedly attractive, and his demands are difficult to avoid. He swallows thickly, suggesting quietly,] U-uh… Well I’d definitely like a lot more than this…! [he gestures to Mykaal’s hips rubbing against him so lightly.]
He smirked. “Oh, I can tell that,” he purred, running his fingertips along the edges of Megamind’s blushing ears, just enough to tease. “But do you just want more of this—” He suddenly bucked his hips forward, harder, and rotated them to grind their cocks together, then pulled away again just as quickly. “—or something else? Tell me.”
[Mykaal’s sudden movements pulled another whimpery sound from him. His fingers curled, roughly pressing his blunt fingernails against both lace and skin.] No no… [His eyes leave Mykaal’s as he looks away some, shyly.] It’s been more than a week since I’ve… uh. [He makes a vague jerking-off gesture with one hand before replacing it on Mykaal’s rump.]
Pampering the Overlord
The touch of Megamind’s palm wasn’t nearly enough to finish him, but it was so welcome after this past week or more without any intimacy between them, it made Mykaal hum in bliss. “Mmmm, you did that so well, you’re a very good little helper,” he purred, pressing his hand against his lover’s and moving both in slow circles, mimicking the motion of his hips. He continued to move while he nimbly freed one leg from the pushed-down jeans, then the other. He pushed his cock more firmly into their hands as he kicked the fabric aside. It was with a pang of reluctance that he took both their hands from his crotch, but it was short-lived, since he then climbed into Megamind’s lap, his knees straddling his slim legs as he pressed his half-lace-covered dick against the other’s naked shaft. “What kind of reward would you like for your help?” he asked as he slowly rolled his hips to hump him, eyes half-lidded and smoldering with need.
[Megamind pretty much squeaks as Mykaal crawls into his lap, his hands sliding back to grab at that lace-covered blue behind, pulling the other man closer.] Mmmhmhm… So many decisions~… [With lowered eyelids, he asks,] …What would you suggest…?
Mykaal laughed as he waggled one finger at him. “Ah-ah-ah,” he scolded, still moving his hips but keeping it very slow and shallow, so that their cocks would touch only briefly and erratically. “I want to hear you ask for what you want.” He still didn’t know how good he could be in a more openly dominant role, but he figured this might not be a bad place to start, by denying his boyfriend further pleasure unless he did as he was told. With Megamind still on the mend, he didn’t want to push the roles any farther.
[He pouts, blushing now. Mykaal’s dominance is undoubtedly attractive, and his demands are difficult to avoid. He swallows thickly, suggesting quietly,] U-uh… Well I’d definitely like a lot more than this…! [he gestures to Mykaal’s hips rubbing against him so lightly.]
Pampering the Overlord
Mykaal saw his movements and felt his growing need, and sympathized. He bent to kiss Megamind, reaching down to take his hands and move them to the waistband of his jeans. “If you help me with this,” he murmured, wriggling and thrusting to show that he meant help in removing said jeans, “I’ll help you with that.” He let go of his boyfriend’s hands to lay his own on the other alien’s hard cock, giving it a few quick strokes before standing straight again. He looked down at him, his gleaming green eyes full of affection and lust and desire.
[He wriggled in his seat as Mykaal touched him, letting out a small whimper when he moved away, but answering his request. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of his tight black jeans and tugged them down his hips, enjoying the view of even more blue skin and some extremely revealing panties. He smiles at the sight as he pushes Mykaal’s jeans down towards the floor, reaching up to palm over the criss-crossing ribbons over his aching cock.]
The touch of Megamind’s palm wasn’t nearly enough to finish him, but it was so welcome after this past week or more without any intimacy between them, it made Mykaal hum in bliss. “Mmmm, you did that so well, you’re a very good little helper,” he purred, pressing his hand against his lover’s and moving both in slow circles, mimicking the motion of his hips. He continued to move while he nimbly freed one leg from the pushed-down jeans, then the other. He pushed his cock more firmly into their hands as he kicked the fabric aside. It was with a pang of reluctance that he took both their hands from his crotch, but it was short-lived, since he then climbed into Megamind’s lap, his knees straddling his slim legs as he pressed his half-lace-covered dick against the other’s naked shaft. “What kind of reward would you like for your help?” he asked as he slowly rolled his hips to hump him, eyes half-lidded and smoldering with need.
[Megamind pretty much squeaks as Mykaal crawls into his lap, his hands sliding back to grab at that lace-covered blue behind, pulling the other man closer.] Mmmhmhm… So many decisions~… [With lowered eyelids, he asks,] …What would you suggest…?
Anonymously ask me, “Would you…”
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Pampering the Overlord
[Fuck. Megamind was currently cursing his lack of energy, wishing for the same attentions Mykaal wanted. He had no idea how Harrison and Wayne would control themselves at the party, but he had to imagine he’d probably have a LOT more trouble than they would… especially if they were to get their hands on one-another.]
[He reaches down to rub at himself lightly, just to ease that building ache but not nearly enough to satisfy it.]
Mykaal saw his movements and felt his growing need, and sympathized. He bent to kiss Megamind, reaching down to take his hands and move them to the waistband of his jeans. “If you help me with this,” he murmured, wriggling and thrusting to show that he meant help in removing said jeans, “I’ll help you with that.” He let go of his boyfriend’s hands to lay his own on the other alien’s hard cock, giving it a few quick strokes before standing straight again. He looked down at him, his gleaming green eyes full of affection and lust and desire.
[He wriggled in his seat as Mykaal touched him, letting out a small whimper when he moved away, but answering his request. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of his tight black jeans and tugged them down his hips, enjoying the view of even more blue skin and some extremely revealing panties. He smiles at the sight as he pushes Mykaal’s jeans down towards the floor, reaching up to palm over the criss-crossing ribbons over his aching cock.]
Can I just cheat and say ☆ to all of you? Because you guys do portray your characters well, be they canon or OC.
((Hear, hear! Seconded!))
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Pampering the Overlord
Mykaal smirked, amused as well as pleased and aroused. “Are you sure you have enough strength for that, though?” he asked, now running both hands up and down his crotch to pull the fabric as tight as he could over the now very large and hard bulge before moving his hands to quickly undo the buckle. One the toyed with the fly button as slipped the other thumb under the flap of the fly, then slid it up and down the closed zipper pressing against his covered shaft. “You’re just barely over the flu, after all.”
[He swallows thickly, eyes fixated on his boyfriend’s hands.] Th…this is true…! [If he had the strength, he’d be interrupting his teasing right about now and finishing what Mykaal started.]
“Then I may have to take care of things myself.” With a broad, wicked smile, Mykaal slowly dragged his thumb up and down the length of the zipper, then shifted his hand to rub the bulge as he flicked open the button. He ran both hands over his crotch, cupping his trapped cock before pushing aside the flap so Megamind could see him take hold of the zipper pull. So slowly that they could clearly hear each click of the opening metal teeth, he pulled it down — but didn’t expose anything, as his other hand slid into the opening, rubbing down and covering his aching shaft. He threw back his head and made a long, drawn-out sound halfway between a hum and a breathy moan. God, he really wanted to just pounce on his lover and take him, hard, but he was supposed to be practicing, and he didn’t want to push him into some kind of relapse. But it was getting more and more difficult to resist.
[Fuck. Megamind was currently cursing his lack of energy, wishing for the same attentions Mykaal wanted. He had no idea how Harrison and Wayne would control themselves at the party, but he had to imagine he’d probably have a LOT more trouble than they would… especially if they were to get their hands on one-another.]
[He reaches down to rub at himself lightly, just to ease that building ache but not nearly enough to satisfy it.]
Pampering the Overlord
Mykaal could feel his excitement very clearly; he hoped that he’d be able to do so at the party, too, since it would help immensely to quell any nervousness. “For you, anything,” he said huskily. His movements became a bit more pronounced and dirty-dance-like as he tugged his shirt from under his belt then spun about, flourishing it like a cape before flinging it aside. He came to a stop facing Megamind, still moving to the music. The thumb of one hand slid along the edge of the belt buckle while the other slid lower, rubbing alongside the growing bulge straining the fly of his jeans. “How about this side?” he asked with a quirk of one eyebrow. “Could you look at this all day?”
[He licks his lips, eyes widening.] …I could do more than just look at it…! [Goddamn was his boyfriend sexy, and he was the luckiest alien on Earth for having a first-row seat for such a display.]
Mykaal smirked, amused as well as pleased and aroused. “Are you sure you have enough strength for that, though?” he asked, now running both hands up and down his crotch to pull the fabric as tight as he could over the now very large and hard bulge before moving his hands to quickly undo the buckle. One the toyed with the fly button as slipped the other thumb under the flap of the fly, then slid it up and down the closed zipper pressing against his covered shaft. “You’re just barely over the flu, after all.”
[He swallows thickly, eyes fixated on his boyfriend’s hands.] Th…this is true…! [If he had the strength, he’d be interrupting his teasing right about now and finishing what Mykaal started.]
dark-blue-mondays asked:
"Being the slave to a very demanding master," Harrison suggests with wiggly eyebrows.
[He doesn’t even need to think about it, already blushing some.]
No | Maybe | I guess | I’d try it | Hell yes | YES GOOD | GOD DAMNIT FUCK ME NOW |
Pampering the Overlord
[He nibbles his lower lip, watching with enthusiasm.] Or you could ask one of them to unzip it for you…! They’d probably get a kick out of that. [The corners of his mouth pick up in a wild grin.] Keep going~. [He pauses, giggling lightly.] Those jeans make you look delicious, by the way~. I could stare at that all day.
Mykaal chuckled as he wiggled his shoulders, then did a traditional hip grind followed by a bump of his butt in his boyfriend’s direction, all in time with the heavy beat of the AC/DC song in his head. “Mmm, I thought of asking one of them to help with that, but I wanted to be sure you’d be okay with it.” He gave Megamind another heavy-lidded look over one bare blue shoulder as he peeled one arm from its snug sleeve, making the motions look much as the would if he’d been peeling off one of his costume gloves. If he had been, he would’ve tossed it to his audience, but instead blew him a kiss as he slowly did the same with his other arm, ending with a little shimmy of his behind as he let the shirt fabric fall and fully expose his back. “More?” he asked in a deep purr as he continued to move sinuously to the unheard beat.
[Oh, that was nice. Nice indeed. He shifts slightly in his seat to adjust, watching closely as he tries to ignore his clearly growing excitement.] Mmm, I’ll take anything you want~.
Mykaal could feel his excitement very clearly; he hoped that he’d be able to do so at the party, too, since it would help immensely to quell any nervousness. “For you, anything,” he said huskily. His movements became a bit more pronounced and dirty-dance-like as he tugged his shirt from under his belt then spun about, flourishing it like a cape before flinging it aside. He came to a stop facing Megamind, still moving to the music. The thumb of one hand slid along the edge of the belt buckle while the other slid lower, rubbing alongside the growing bulge straining the fly of his jeans. “How about this side?” he asked with a quirk of one eyebrow. “Could you look at this all day?”
[He licks his lips, eyes widening.] …I could do more than just look at it…! [Goddamn was his boyfriend sexy, and he was the luckiest alien on Earth for having a first-row seat for such a display.]
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