This story is a prime example of why one should not drink and write. That being said, I did like the way this one turned out. A word of warning: This is pure smut with no redeeming features whatsoever. If you're not into it, don't read it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Megamind. If I did, at some point during the movie he would have appeared in a scene wearing...jeans!
Roxanne jogged up the stairs of New Not Evil Lair to Megamind's bedroom, cursing the meeting that had run over-time and the traffic that had trapped her in her van for what felt like hours. She glanced at her watch. They still had time to make the movie if they skipped dinner first. Popcorn wouldn't be the worst dinner they'd ever eaten. Not after her disastrous attempt at the humble cheese omelette of two nights ago.
She burst through Megamind's bedroom door and began talking before he could.
"I know I know I'm sorry Carl just kept blathering on about ratings and Harry was held up by security after getting in from the Medieval Faire in a full suit of armour and then I got stuck in traffic again." She kicked off her shoes and ran into the bathroom to give her hair a quick comb and touch up her makeup before heading into the bedroom to change.
"You know if you would just learn to ride the hover bike you could take that to work." Megamind commented from over near the wardrobe.
"And just how do I ride that in heels and a skirt? Or deal with the helmet hair?" she glared at him. And then stopped and stared.
"That, Miss Ritchie, is what I call 'your problem'." He gave her a smirk, running his fingers over his own smooth dome and turning back to his wardrobe to go through his shirts. "Blue with grey stripes or grey with blue stripes? Life was so easy when it was all just black." He sighed. Roxanne blinked.
He was standing there shirtless in jeans and a pair of black Chucks. Those jeans! Roxanne's eyes wandered up and down his body. When had he bought those? They were snug, skinny-leg, dark blue and fit him with absolute perfection, like a second skin (if skin were made of denim anyway). Oblivious to her stare he kept talking. "I do have to admit the leather did get hot sometimes especially in the summertime and if you didn't wear the right underwear it just rode up horribly but I didn't have all this nonsense of what goes with what and 'oh you wore that thing to the place the other day, you don't want to be a serial outfit repeater now do you?' Damned fish." He grumbled, doing a fair impersonation of Minion's nagging tone. He noticed her lack of response and turned to face her. "Roxanne? Ol-hello?" She was busy eyeing his nicely defined chest and the flat stomach where the vague hint of a snail trail ran from just below his belly button and disappeared behind the button and fly. "Roxanne?" She blinked.
"Sorry what?" She shook herself. What was the matter with her? It wasn't like she hadn't seen him even fully naked before. They had broached the whole 'sex' thing the week before after all and had revisited it several times since. Focus! We're going to the movies! He sighed and took the blue shirt with grey stripes off the hanger.
"You're no help at all, you know that?" He shrugged into it and began to do up the buttons from the top down, hiding that lean, blue torso from her view. She watched him finish dressing regretfully and tried not to fantasise about his cool skin on her lips as she kissed down his stomach, below his navel and down further and feeling him harden beneath her touch...stop it! She told herself. "Are you okay?" he asked. There was concern in his eyes.
"Yeah I'm fine. Sorry." She turned to the wardrobe and tried to focus on finding herself something to wear. Maybe the black and white dress with the striped skirt, that one wasn't too dressy for the movies. Her mind wandered again. She pictured trailing those kisses lower still and finally taking that hard blue cock in her mouth, slow and teasing and listening to him moan her name. She glanced back at him and blushed. She hadn't gone there yet. It wasn't something she had ever really gone out of her way to do to a man but tonight she couldn't stop thinking about it. He touched her shoulder.
"If you're not feeling up to it we can stay in tonight. Inception can wait for another day." He offered.
That was the nudge she needed.
"That sounds like a plan." She said, turned and grabbed the collar of his shirt, undoing the buttons as fast as she could and tugging the clothing over his head.
"Roxanne? What are you mmm mmm mmng?" he demanded as she pulled him into a kiss, lips parting and tongues meeting almost immediately. She touched his chest and his stomach and then stroked the back of his neck and pressed herself up against his body. Seeming to finally get what was going on his fingers found their way into her hair while his other hand ran over her waist and her hip and giving her butt a squeeze. She broke the kiss and began sucking and nibbling on his neck. "Okay, you're right this beats the movies." He said as his hands stroked her body through her clothes. He tried to go for her buttons but she pushed his hands away.
"Nope." She said. Her breath tickled his skin and she began to kiss and suck her way down his chest while her fingers played over his stomach again. She took one of his small dark blue nipples in her mouth and gave it a nibble. He gasped and she reached down with one hand down over the fly of his jeans. She smiled and rubbed her hand over the bulge she found. Hmm. It felt impressive already. She rubbed him through the coarse denim and continued planting her kisses on the way down. Megamind tried to go for the zipper of her skirt but she pushed his hands away again.
"I don't get it." He complained as she began to undo the button and fly of his jeans. She smiled against his smooth, cool skin. She pushed him backwards until his bed nudged the backs of his knees.
"You will." She said simply and stroked him through his underwear. He was new to all this and still had a lot to learn. Fortunately for her the devilishly handsome former master of all villainy was a fast and eager learner. She placed a kiss on the bulge in his underwear and then gave him her best evil smirk. His eyes widened and he purpled from his shoulders to the tips of his ears.
"Oh. Um, right I think I get it nowwww...mmm...oh wow." Roxanne tugged his underwear down over his hips and kissed his swollen organ lightly at first but then got her tongue involved and gave him a long, slow lick over the thick vein underneath. His knees buckled (as expected) and he landed on the bed. She knelt down in front of him and tugged the shoes and jeans from around his ankles. Icy blue eyes gazed up at him.
"Just sit back and relax." She said kneeling between his legs. She grasped his cock in her hand and held it it so close to her mouth he could feel her breath tickling it as she spoke. He was so hard it almost felt painful. Relax? How? He could barely hold himself upright on his shaking arms out straight behind him. There was that evil smirk again and she began to lick him again from base to tip. He moaned and bit back a few of Roxanne's favourite expletives and resisted the urge to move his hips. The last thing he wanted to do was poke her in the eye or something and end the session early. While he was contemplating that horrific outcome she went from gently sucking just under the head to taking him in her mouth.
"Holy fuck!" he couldn't help himself. "Sorry. I didn't mean to...mmm." He bit his lip to keep from babbling. The giggle that escaped Roxanne vibrated slightly against his skin and he moaned. In the back of his mind he wondered how long he was meant to last during this blow-job business. None of the articles he had read on the subject had mentioned that. As Roxanne took him in deeper and then let him go again he remembered her instruction; 'relax', and then he came to the conclusion that sooner was probably better considering the awkward position she was in down there. She continued those wonderful slow movements on him and then without warning it got harder. She began sucking on the tip before she took him all the way in again. "Roxanne..." he said. He wasn't sure how many times he said it but she seemed to like it judging from the increased tempo. Megamind's eyes rolled back in his head. "Roxanne...Roxanne...oh watch out I'm going to..." he started to gasp as her tongue worked its magic around the head and then she sucked hard. He couldn't articulate anymore. All he could feel was the blissful wave crash through him and he was vaguely aware of her mouth still around him.
And then it was over. He sat up, disoriented. He hadn't even realised he'd fallen backwards. Roxanne was still kneeling on the floor between his legs with an extremely satisfied smile on her face. Her rapid breathing was the only hint of the effort he had just put in, she still looked perfectly dignified as if she were about to read the weather on air(after that thought he wouldn't be able to watch the weather report in the same way again). He took her hands and pulled her up onto the bed with him and they lay side by side catching their breath. He looked over at her once again marvelling at how lucky he was to have her in his life.
"Good?" she asked. She was a bit rusty after all. He raised an eyebrow.
"You're kidding, right?" She laughed and hugged him. Once he had caught his breath Megamind noticed the difference between them, him naked and her still in her work clothes. Reciprocation...now there was an idea! He'd been online a few times now. He had a pretty good idea of what to do; just let his tongue take over what his fingers usually did. He leaned in to kiss Roxanne and run his hand up her thigh when she sat up.
"Come on. We'll miss the previews but we can still make the movie." She said as she got up. She could go in her work clothes and just put on some flats for comfort. Megamind blinked. Okay...was this what usually happened afterwards? Inexperience was so frustrating sometimes.
"Okay." He said and pulled his clothes back on. As he did up his fly she looked at him with a smile.
"Did I mention I really like those jeans?" she asked.
R&R people. If the responses are positive I might add another chapter the next time I indulge in the questionable combination of two glasses of wine and a laptop!