Alright, chapter number 4. I do right every now and then. I heard this song on the radio and went: "Wait, hasn't this been done." I don't think it has. I have read a Sex and Candy Buffy fic, there are probably several there. Anyway, I heard the song and had to write the idea that came to my head.

! IMPORTANT ! This is a song fic just like chapter 1. I don't like reading those fics where people write out the lyrics because I don't read them and it breaks up the flow so I didn't do that. Some people don't like them at all and so for those people you can still read the story, don't worry about the music. I like to experience a fic when I read it. A big part of stories that I imagine are often accompanied by a song of some kind because I feel music is a huge contributing factor to experience. If you want the full experience of this story the songs are What It's Like by Everlast and Sex and Candy by Marcy's Playground. I tried to be aware of the time it takes to read this and where the songs switch. Some read faster than others. Just change the song when it mentions Sex and Candy in the story or if you have them in playlist where you don't have to change you can imagine Meg's and Roxanne lying there for a few seconds to stretch time. And like I said, if you don't want to do any of that you can skip the music, it won't hurt anything. I hope everyone enjoys this.

Sex and Candy

It was late. There was a slight fall chill in the foggy air, but that was okay because he liked to be slightly chilly and damp. The street was quiet except for the sound of leaves scraping across the concrete and calm whistling of the wind. The only light was of the lamp-post two houses down. There were no stars or moon because the sky was cloudy; had been all day.

He walked slowly up the side-walk from the driveway giving himself time to finish his cigarette. It was a bad habit he picked up when he was fifteen and try as he might he's never been able to completely kick the habit and when stressed out he really craves one. Walking up the steps of the porch he takes one last drag, slowly exhales out a big puff of smoke before tossing the butt into the wet grass in the middle of the lawn. He made a mental note to pick it up in the morning before one of the boys finds it, or worse Roxanne; but he definitely wasn't going to bring it in the house. When he came in the door the house was dark except for the orange night-light that was lit going up the stairs; not bright enough to bother anyone asleep upstairs, but enough to see where you were going. In the background, here could hear the radio playing Everlast's What It's Like. It was an ambiance that fit his mood: Not necessarily tranquil or peaceful, but there was yet a stillness in the atmosphere that helped to ease the tension from his stressful day.

It had been one of those days that wasn't so physically demanding but, more mentally draining. He had already called it a day at about 5:30 and was cleaning up dinner dishes two hours later when his cell phone rang. Everyone knew not to bother him this late unless it was serious. It was serious and not the type of situation he was used to dealing with. He left in such a hurry that he didn't even bother to put on his uniform instead opting to throw his black leather jacket over his street cloths. It had been a long and harrowing four hours after that.

It was hard to be put into situation where your own personal moral code contradicts what the law says is right. There was quite a bit of fighting with higher up officials who were only capable of seeing means to an end and their own selfish interests and couldn't give a shit about people. In the end, he had to come to a decision and decided to do what was right per the goddamn book. He loved being accepted and loved the life he now had but Megamind never though he would let his own morals slip in the favor of the law, even as the good guy. He had this sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was the law but it was cruel and he knew it.

He slowly made his way up the stairs to his bedroom where he was sure his wife was already asleep. He stopped to look into the room across the hall first. He could see from the glow of the ocean light that swayed across the walls that his sons were both sound asleep. One was perfectly tucked in while the other one was completely twisted up in his favorite train sheets with a leg hanging off the side, his pillow in the floor, hair in all directions, and drool running out the side of his mouth. He let out a breathy chuckle and quietly made his way over to carefully adjust the boy.

Not that he's going to stay that way for long, he thought. He turned to leave only see the first boy's pale blue eyes innocently staring up at him.

"Night Daddy."

"Good Night Blueberry. I love you," he said as he ran hand over his smooth head and kissed his cheek.

"Loves you too."

He settled back in and Megamind closed the door and crossed the hall to his own room only to see Roxanne had fallen asleep sideways on top of the covers with her work cloths still on. He wasn't planning on waking her up but now he had to, but not before he changed and brushed his teeth. He couldn't have her smelling the cigarette smoke. He brushed first and the entire time he stared straight down the drain. He just couldn't bring himself to look at his reflection. After he finished he put the tooth-brush back and then left the bathroom to change. As he was pulling his pajamas out he could see Roxanne's reflection staring at him in the mirror. It was almost identical to the look he had just seen on his son's face. He may have looked exactly like his father but, with his mother's eyes and personality it was easy to see her in him. Plus, they both had a way of picking up on emotions. He had tried to quietly tell Roxanne what was going on without alerting Kane and Keit. He must have not been discreet enough because Keit looked upset when he left.

She didn't say a single word to him, just held her hand out to him. Abandoning the pajamas, he made his way over to the bed and crawled up and laid down on top of her. He wrapped his arms around her torso and buried his head in the crook of her neck. They just laid there while Roxanne ran her hand up and down his back between his shirt and jacket.

After laying there for several minutes, the song on the radio changed.

Sex and Candy, I haven't heard this one in a long time.

He wasn't the only one paying attention to the radio. Roxanne had started to place slow, light kisses along his jawline while tracing circles on his exposed skin of his lower back. He shifted to place a gentle kiss on her lips and slide his hand under her butt. After a minute, they both climbed off the bed and stripped while she pulled the covers down and he went to make sure the door was locked. Sliding into the covers after her, he pulled the blankets up. The teased and played with each other in a lazy manner, touching where they were the most sensitive, eliciting breathy moans and gasps. He ghosted his hands across her hips, near her pelvic bone. She simultaneously ran her nails up and down his spine, starting at his lower back and slowly moving up to the base of his skull and then back down repeating. He kissed his way around the hollow of her throat as his hands slowly moved to between her legs to work her most sensitive spot. Her airy gasps were a huge contributing factor to how hard he was getting. His fingers continued to play until she was finally ready for him to take her.

They made love slow and gentle, which was nice because typically they were a tad rough. And he had to admit, even for a couple that had been together for nearly ten years and were completely comfortable with one another, sex was still weird and they didn't always make eye contact. But he had no trouble holding her gaze while they rocked back and forth, her eyes conveying the love warmth and compassion he needed right now. Roxanne cradled him gently while he moved, one hand cupping his face while the other was wrapped around his back. They continued to move like that for nearly twenty minutes and that was okay because he wasn't any hurry to get there, he just wanted to feel her. God, she was beautiful. What did he ever do to deserve someone so awesome. It was a mystery.

He felt like the angle of his thrusts were starting to shift and he realized she was starting to arch up into him. He began to recognize the telltale signs of Roxanne being close to an orgasm. He wasn't too far away either. Picking up speed, they both began to breath rapidly.

"Roxanne … Roxanne … Roxanne … huh … huh … huh … uhn … uhn …"

"Megamind … Megamind … hhmm … hhmm … please, I'm so close."

She was completely arched into him and fisting the sheets hard and still making eye contact with him. God, what a sight this was.

"Roxanne… let go. Cum for me, cum for me Roxanne."

She dug her nails into his back and bit her lip to keep from screaming too loud. She came, clenching hard around his cock and bringing him over the edge with her. He came in jerky, twitchy motions while spilling himself inside of her.

They were finally able to breath normally again when Megamind rolled over to look at her.

"I love you."

"I love you too," she said kissing him.

"Come on now, go to sleep. You need it after the night you've had."

The both settled in and surprisingly, after a little while, he did fall asleep in her arms.