Sky
High
Layla/Magenta
Magenta
is now Layla's sidekick. In more ways than one.
Rated: R!
Warren blinked once.
When he went round the back of the building to bring out the recyclables—which he vowed to make Will do from now on as they were too heavy for him (though he was loathe to admit it)—he had not anticipated encountering this sight.
Layla's jeans were down around her ankles as she leaned back against the brick wall of the brownstone apartment building. Magenta was lightly kissing and sucking at her throat, nipping occasionally for variation. The purple girl's hand was up Layla's skirt and judging from the sounds the red-head was making she was doing a very good job of stimulating the flower child, especially considering the dandelions that were popping out of the concrete.
Warren leaned against the recyclables dumpster and enjoyed the scene, waiting for the girls to notice him. When Magenta finally released her hold on Layla's neck she smirked at the flamethrower, as opposed to the scowl he had been expecting.
"A sidekick's got to service her hero's every need after all," she grinned, moving her wrist in such a way that made Layla gasp.
"Thanks for the fantasy fodder ladies," he grinned back, leaving the girls to their devices.