Let Me Be Your Darkness

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“I loved the time we spent together in Hawaii.” -Simon

Vice belongs to Lock

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The person you’re trying to reach is currently unavailable... Simon gets cut off when he’s talking to the clone. Something isn't right. He goes to investigate and discovers that Vice is missing. Vice’s text is inset. Naughty action in bold.

Simon’s phone started ringing.

He stopped walking for a moment as he fished the phone from his pocket. Pulling it out he looked down to see who was calling, with a smile he lifted it to his ear and answered, “G'day.”

It had been a few days since the clone had heard Simon’s voice it was interestingly nice. “In this country we say hey or hello.”

“Is that right?” He started walking again and stuck his free hand into the pocket of his jacket. “And to what do I owe the pleasure of your call, Vice?”

"Ok!” He sounded excited. “So I’ve been fucking with the core for days now, I wasn’t sure what to do with it, maybe a weapon maybe a shield but the answer was so much better and simpler than that.” He was talking fast. “All I had to do with create a containing device for the core which is a containing device!” He laughed a bit. “So my container actually works like a megaphone for the cores purpose, which means it can hone in one on particular power and suck it from a much further range. MEANING.. if those fucks even try to come in we can-” He paused a moment. “Hold on..” There was silence then a loud crash and bang, then it sounded like the phone dropped, some more sounds then the phone call cut off.

“A what into a what?” he said but Vice just continued talking quickly in his excitement. When he told him to hold on and then their was the loud noises and as the phone went dead he stopped walking and pulled the phone away to look at it in confusion. His eyebrows narrowed, what the hell was that? He looked around for a moment recalling where he was and what he was doing before he put his phone away and headed for his car. When he arrived at the villains garage he hopped out of his vehicle and ran up to the door, not bothering to knock he opened it. “Vice?” He said loudly as he did.

There was glass all over the floor, light pouring in front outside the windows that lined the top near the ceiling had been busted out and the table in the middle of the room had been turned over, everything on it scattered across the floor. There was blood, not a long but enough to be obviously seen, splattered in lines on the ground and across a few fallen papers. Lilian came running out from hiding under the desk, meowing at him, she had seemed to like him before but if was obvious she was scared.

His dark eyes widened as he looked around at the scene before him. Their was a fight or struggle here obviously…and blood. Who’s was it? Vice’s? His eyebrows narrowed and his teeth clenched hard, he looked down at the cat as she meowed at him. “What the hell.” He said aloud and walked forward into the room, his eyes went to the papers with blood on them and he crouched down to collect them.

Lilian meowed at him again, walking half way around him before wandering off, sniffing at things a little as she went. There was a piece of torn fabric under one of the papers, it was black and had a logo on it. It was a triangle with a dot inside of it and one outside of it on its right hand side. This symbol happened to be on one of the buildings near the docks. Lilian walked back over to him, stopped a few feet in front of him sniffing at the air in front of her then pawed at it. She touched something that wasn’t there, it rolled forward, pushing another object out of the way slowly. She followed it curiously, pawing at it again.

He lifted up the fabric and stared at its markings. He glanced back to the cat as she started to act weird. As he watched the cat playing with something that wasn’t there he reached forward to feel with his hand at the invisible thing that the cat was pawing at.

The cat looked up at him. The object was heavy and round, felt like metal in his hand. It was pretty smooth on its outside except for a small piece coming out one side, felt box shaped.

“Damn genius villain.” he mumbled to himself. He slowly stood up and started to mess with the invisible box shaped object. Pulling and pushing at the small piece that was sticking out of one of its sides.

With enough prodding Simon turned off the box, it detached itself from the sphere and they both became visible. The sphere must have been what Vice was talking about, it looked very similar to the core and could house it inside of it. There were tiny pore all over the metal surface of the sphere and that was it, there seemed to be no controls or buttons anywhere on it. Lilian meowed loudly as she jumped up onto the desk, looking at the monitor then back at Simon. She sniffed at the keyboard and started poking at it until she found the enter button and something started playing on the screen.

Looking down at the sphere he lifted an eyebrow. And as he heard the cat he looked up to see where she was. You sure her name isn’t Lassie? He thought to himself as the cat made such a commotion. He went over to the computer where Vice was usually tinkering when he came to bug him and as the cat hit a button he looked at the monitor to see what it was.

The computer showed Vice had cameras set up all over his garage outside and in. When she pawed at the keyboard Simon could see what happened in rewind. It showed Simon walking backwards from the scene inside the great room, getting back into his car and driving backwards. It was a few moments before it showed around 10-12 men all in black walking backwards into the garage, two of them carting Vice off who seemed knocked out. It showed in reverse how they all came after the clone at once and though he put up a good fight it had been no use they used shock after shock as they hit him with gloves that seemed powered up. The video continues, showing how they had busted through the windows and dropped down but just one moment before the windows had exploded Vice was seen putting the small box on the sphere and turning it just in time for it to become invisible. Vice was seen stopping what he was doing, then talking on the phone and walking around.

His expression grew darker as he watched everything in rewind. He leaned back glaring hard at the computer and then he glanced over at the cat. “Beauty and brains huh? How’s he get so lucky with the ladies?” He reached a hand out and stroked her slowly along the back of her head and body. “Don’t worry.” He said and held the orb up, “I’ll get him back for you.” Simon thought about the symbol and markings he’d seen on the fabric, it was also in the video on the jerks who’d attacked Vice. He knew where he’d seen it before and he wouldn’t waste time getting there. He turned quickly and pocketed the sphere. He could hide it in his shadows until he saved the clone, and then he could return it to him. He lifted a hand up and touched his face, pulling away slowly the darkness in the room creeped up his body until it consumed him and when the shadows faded like black smoke he was in his ‘hero’ suit. He left quickly and went to his vehicle, when he reached the docks he would get leave his car behind a ways so he could sneak up to the place.

Lilian just looked at him with wide eyes but when he pet her she arched her back into his hand and huffed a little purring sound. She watched him go, sitting down and looking at the mess on the floor with as much worried as a cat could express.

The building with the symbol that matched the men who took Vice was dim. It looked like a typical office building but most of its windows were tinted harshly, unable to look inside and made the whole structure appear black as night. The front doors that led into a lobby had a guard desk of two men, walking casually.

Simon now Phantom slid along the shadows that he could find when he arrived at the building. He decided that if he could get by the guards without causing any suspicion it would be a better idea than to cause a ruckus by knocking them out..or killing them. At least for now. When he found Vice, then they would see about the rest. He might however, get around easier if he used a keycard like those guards had. He extended his powers as the men stopped walking to talk about something, he ran up along the man’s leg and to the side of his pants, his shadows covered the keycard he saw there and in a flick of his hand, it disappeared into his darkness. Mine now. He grinned. Now to get an idea of where they’d taken the clone. He moved to behind the desk, looking to see if the monitors would give him any sort of clue.

Each monitor showed nothing too special, offices and hallways, break rooms and basement. Next to the monitors it had a list of all the floors, floor 13 said restricted and 13 also did not show up on any of the monitors.

Yeahh there was probably a good bet that he would be there on floor 13. He wondered how inconspicuous it would be to use the elevator. He tried not to laugh out loud as he headed that way, moving around in the black and white in between. When he got to the elevators he pressed the button to go up. Looking around he made sure no one was about, though he was sure the cameras would see the elevator acting weird on its own. But this would be faster, he moved inside and crouched low in the corner where there was more shadows as the elevator slowly climbed towards the top floor.

The guards hear the sound of the elevators, one hurried to the guard desk to look at the monitors but at a glance he didn't see anyone in it. He told the other, the both looked confused and waited to see what floor it got to. When it reached the top floor one told the other to call up there to check on them. The guard at the front desk on that floor answered the phone, told them they saw it took but they don’t see anyone inside on the monitor and told them to go downstairs and check out the motors and such.

As it hit floor 13, he moved back from the corner to step out, however when he did- it was like stepping out of his powers. There were no shadows here in this hallway, not enough darkness anywhere to hide. He huffed as he looked down in annoyance. “Aww man, that’s not right.” So much for stealthy mode. He looked around quickly, knowing he’d been outed but if he didn’t act fast- things could get ugly. He saw a desk up here too and so he headed there quickly, seeing a guard.

The guard was just getting up as the elevator dinged to open, but wanted to grab his drink as he turned back towards the elevator he saw Simon. He quickly dropped his drink and grabbed his taser from his belt and aimed it at the masked man. “HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!” He managed to shout.

“Because people always listen to that order!!” He yelled out sarcastically as he ran towards the guy full force.

The guard really didn’t expect the man to run at him like that, he only managed one step back looking terrified and confused at Phantom with shaky hands that held his taser but at the last moment he fired. Two small hooks launched out to ready to attach and shock.

He fell to the ground on his side using the momentum to slide the rest of the way to the guy, barely dodging his shot- or so he thought. One of the hooks landed in his arm as it was up when he slid to the ground. He reached up to pull it out as he felt shocks course through his body. Fucking human flesh. He hated not having his powers at this moment. He gritted his teeth, biting down hard from the pain. As he arrived in front of the guard he jumped up and let his fist fly right into the guy’s stomach.

The guard looked even more confused, THEY SAID IT WOULD BRING THEM DOWN IN TRAINING! He screamed in his own mind as a fist met with his stomach and he bowed forward, taking the air right out of him. He had dropped the weapon and wobbled back harshly until his back met with the wall, his hands instantly holding his stomach as the pain shot through him.

Phantom stood there for a moment and threw the hook down. Fucking hell…“I’ll take this.” he said as he moved over to the guard and plucked his keycard from him. On the off chance he couldn't use his powers to fish out the one he’d stolen earlier. “Don’t move and you wont have to die.” He said in a dark voice, even more angry now that he’d been shocked. It hurt like a sonofabitch. He took a few breathes before turning to move back down the hall to the door that he’d seen when he came off of the elevator. He reached it and shoved the keycard in place near the handle.

The guard looked up in obvious pain and fear and when Phantom took his card the only movement he made was slide down to sit on the ground against the wall groaning. The door opened on it’s own before the hero could even turn the handle. Beyond it almost pure darkness in what appeared to be an empty room.

Well that’s a little more like it. He thought to himself as he stepped inside. His eyes adjusted to the darkness as if it weren’t even there, going black and white he looked around as he walked farther inside of the room. His powers were coming back to him and he sucked in as much of the shadows in the room as he could. Preparing for a fight if he had to, now that they knew he was here.

Once around the corner there was a wall made completely thick unbreakable glass. It was tinted so those in this room could see the other room but not the other way around. In the other room their was a huge glass cage with a gated floor. Vice was standing in it with his back against the tinted glass wall. He was wearing his hoodie and jeans but they have been ripped and torn in the obvious struggle he put up. There was a man beyond the cage facing a huge giant computer screen with a long control panel under it. On the screen was a picture of the core. The man also had his back turned, writing something down on a clipboard. “How long are we going to do this clone?” The man asked without looking up. The sounds in the lit up room could be heard in the dark one Phantom was in.

He frowned as he approached the glass wall. Looking at what he could see of Vice, he seemed OK for the most part. His black eyes then shifted over to the guy with the clipboard and the sphere that was on the monitor. He didn't know him either…but he obviously knew Vice since he’d called him a ’clone’. He waited a moment longer to see what was being said.

Upon closer inspection Vice was leaning against the wall because he couldn’t stand on his own, his arms and shoulders and head all drooped as he was trying to stay up. The man with the clip board was wearing a short white coat, buttoned up, black pants, dress shirt and tie behind the coat. He black hair slicked back and a little of a 5 o'clock shadow. He set down the board and walked over to the cage. “Come on now.. do you really want another dose? Tell me where it is.” The man asked and waited.

The clone took his time. “Did you check up your ass?” He manage to get out but it was obvious he was weak in his tone.

The man in the white coat frowned and walked back over to the control panel pressing a button. The cage lit up in that moment as electricity pumped through the grated floor and into the clones body. Vice screamed and his body curled as it reacted to the pain and shock. The man held the button for a few seconds before stopping. Vice nearly fell to the floor when it stopped but manage to catch himself, putting his hand onto the glass wall and turning halfway to it as his other hand followed to help keep himself up. He had a huge growing bruise on his cheek and left eye that was swelling. A nice cut on his lower lip where he had been punched a few times, dried blood running from both the corners of his mouth and one side of his nose. He panted and shook, pressing his forehead against the glass, trying his best to regain himself.

Phantom actually gasped in surprise, His hands came to rest against the glass as he was not expecting what happened to actually happen. What the hell!? He growled out loud in a menacing and feral way towards the fucker in the coat, he would rip that bastard’s body apart and eat his fucking heart. He didn’t want to focus on the clone, knowing that it would only piss him off further to see him so hurt. If that stupid teaser had hurt him enough to annoy him he could only imagine what the villain was feeling right now. Phantom moved quickly looking around the room for a way to get inside and when he couldn’t find one he moved back to the glass. “Fuck!” he said aloud and slammed his fist hard against the glass.

The man seemed to hear something, not Phantom but a small piece in his ear was giving him information. “Oh.. it looks like we have a guest.” The white coat said. He stepped a little down the control panel and flipped a few switches. A light came on inside the room Phantom was in, making the room visible to Vice and the white coat. When the room behind the glass lit up, Vice slowly lifted his gaze to find Phantom there. He looked surprised in his weak pained expression and he frowned as he looked up at him. “You must be our little dark controller huh? Didn’t take you long to get here.” The white coat said in a taunting tone. What Simon said could now be heard since he flipped the switch.

Phantom lifted his head up as the light filled the room and he took a step back to look around. As he heard the voice his eyes shot back to the glass and he glared in at the man who was now addressing him. He growled again as he was called ‘little’. Implying he was less than? I’ll show you fucking little you ugly fucker. “I’m not anyone’s anything.” He said in a tightly controlled voice, though it was quite obvious he wanted to scream at the man. He glanced at Vice for a moment and then looked away, damn they’d done a number on him. His body was tense as he held his powers in, all he needed was a chance and he would break that guys face. “How about you let him go- and I promise I’ll kill you as quickly as I can manage.” He said in the same tone.

“Uh.. no. No I don’t think so. If you want to take about deals you’ll have to come up with something better than that.” The man said, shifting a little back as he pressed the same button before, electricity coursed through the grate and onto Vice again. His body straightened as he screamed again, it shooting through his body. The white coat didn’t bother to watch as he removed his finger from the button. “I think you had better get your friend here to tell me where the core is or he’s going to die. Then you.” The white coat said it so causally as he finally looked up at Phantom from beyond the glass.

He wanted to beat on the glass more and scream threats, he wanted to hurt that smug little fuck. But it was obvious who had the upper hand here. Phantom stepped back as he continued to glare at the guy through his mask. His heart was racing as he tried to think of a way to save Vice. He wasn’t a genius by any means, but he was smart in his own right. An idea came to him then and he made sure to keep his stance and face the same as before. “Hey fuckstick," He lifted up a hand and the darkness he’d kept inside seeped out a little around his hand. When it dissipated, the sphere was left over in his hand. "Let him go, or you’ll never get your hands on this.”

After than last bit Vice couldn’t stand anymore, he dropped to his hands and knees, coughing.

The white coat stepped away quickly from the control panel to see what Phantom was holding. He sneered. “Do you think I’m stupid? That’s not the core.”

He tilted his head to the side, "Really, well what the fuck else could it be?”

The white coat pointed to the screen. “That is the core. You think any round shaped object is good enough? You must be a huge idiot if you think that is going to work.”

Phantom moved his other hand to lift his mask so he could show the guy just how he was staring at him. Like he was a fucking idiot. “Really?” He said in an annoyed tone. “And what the fuck do you think is INSIDE of this sphere, asshat?” He pointed to the sphere as he continued to look at the guy. “Yeah- you’re the fucking idiot.” He said.

The white coat glared feeling bored at Phantom. “Alright. Then show me.” He slowly crossed his arms waiting.

Vice slowly was trying to pick himself up hearing what was going on but making no effort to input just yet. He pushed his hand against the glass and pulled himself to stand, wobbly. He glanced at Phantom out of the corner of his eyes.

“Yeah right.” He rolled his eyes. “Like I wanna lose my powers.” He sucked the sphere back into his shadows on his hand making it disappear. “How about you come over on this side of the glass.” He pointed down in front of him to emphasize. “And you and I will solve this little problem like men then, shall we?”

“No.” The white coat rolled his eyes. He picked up his clip board as he walked over to the door to the right of the computer screen and opened it. “You’re needed.” He said to someone beyond the door.

A purple mist leaked out from the door where white coat had opened it. The mist snaked and slithered into the middle of the room then slowly formed into Psychodelic, grinning his skeleton grin in front of the glass cage. “Hello again boys!” He tipped his large hat towards Vice and Phantom.

The clone glared slowly up at him from his cage.

White coat stood in the doorway. “Kill the clone, make the other one watch then we will get the core from him.” White coat disappeared into the other room and closed the door behind him.

“With pleasure.” Psycho said without looking back.

His eyebrows narrowed as he saw the Psychofucker. “HEY!!” He screamed out finally as he took fast steps forward and started to slam his fists hard against the glass. His emotions were starting to get the better of him. He wasn’t used to so much of this and ever since he’d gotten tangled with the clone- these damn things had gotten worse. The guy in the white coat either didn’t hear him or he was ignoring him. Kill Vice huh? And then get the core from me? Even if they managed to kill me too, they’d never find it in the darkness. He was damn sure of that. His dark glare shifted over to the purple skeleton, he didn’t like this. Any of it, Phantom clinched his teeth down so hard his jaw started to throb in pain.

Vice manage to grin. “You gonna shock me too purple corpse?” The clone stood his ground watching Psycho. “Nope, not my bag baby.” The purple man grinned wider before he turned back into a misty haze and slithered along the ground into a vent off to the side. After a moment that purple mist was crawling out from under the grated floor inside of Vices cage. The clone glared harshly. “Ohh.. I see.. you wait until I’m beaten and bloody before you come in huh? Cause you can’t take me on your own, it’s OK I understand.” Vice teased.

Psycho took off his coat and hat, tossing them into a corner and slowly putting up his fists. “You’re right, it is far too easy.. but without your mask I could kill you at any moment so it’s always far too easy. I just haven’t had a good ol’ fist fight in a while.. I’ll let you take the first swing.” The clone and the villain started circling each other.

Vice tried to think quickly but he was so weak, places on him were throbbing with pain and ache and begged for rest. “Well.. you got in here pretty easy didn’t you? Through the vents huh? I bet every room has vents.. so you should be able to get into any room you desire? That’s a pretty nice trick…” He hoped Phantom would catch on. Vice stopped when he had Psychos back to the control panel and gathered the energy inside him to lunge forward and swing at him.

Seriously? VENTS? He looked down and around quickly. How in the ever-living hell had he not seen those before?! “Son of a…” he mumbled to himself and then looked back to the glass and the scene before him, then back to those damn vents he saw in the far corner of the room in the ground. As Psycho approached Vice, he got an idea. And then wondered if the clone had thought of it too. Fucking…that was insane. But he knew they didn’t really have a lot of options at the moment. Phantom dissipated into the shadows in the room and crawled along the floor until he reached the vent. He went through it as fast as he could, anger fueling him every step of the way. He zigzagged through the vent until he was able to hover over the one right below where Vice and Psycho were. He slipped through it and appeared behind Psycho near the control panel. He hesitated a moment before he pressed down on the button that would light the cage up with electric shocks, wincing as he did.

When the clone swung at Psycho the purple skeleton dodged and punch the clone right into his jaw, knocking the clone off his balance which wasn’t strong to begin with, into the glass wall. Fresh blood dripped from his lip over the dried trail. He groaned and slowly looked up as Psycho was stepping up to him ready to hit again. “Oh Boy!” The villain said excitedly. “That felt good!” Vice panted weakly then his eyes caught sight of Phantom appearing by the control panel, he looked back up at Psyho.

“Then this is gonna feel even better!” The clone said just as the button was pressed. He prepared himself as the electricity pumped through the grates and into their bodies, both screaming out in pain.  

After a moment he lifted his hand and moved quickly looking around for some type of switch so he could open the cage up and get Vice out of there.

When the electricity stopped both blue and purple bodies fell to the floor. Unlike Vice, Psycho could only handle one of those shocks but after several for the clone they were both out and it was hard to tell if they were alive. There didn’t seem to have any switch on the control panel for the cage but there was a very large switch on the wall left of it. With the word Containment under it.

He spotted the one by the cage on the other side and he ran to it, lifting his hand quickly to hit it hard.

The glass cage lifted from its platform to the ceiling. Both Vice and Psycho weren’t moving.

Who in the hell cared about Psycho? Phantom moved to Vice and pushed the purple fucker out of the way. He lifted the clone easily in his arms and then moved back against the wall, sinking into the shadows out of sight. He wasn’t sure if they’d be able to get him or not but he had to try to get out of here. He moved through the vent with the unconscious clone.

Vice appeared lifeless, no sounds or movement.

White coat came through the door soon after Phantom disappeared into the vents. “What the hell!?” He growled out as he hurried to Psycho, grabbing him and shaking him.

Psycho only groaned in response.

“You let them get away are you serious?? Can’t you do anything right?!” White coat was beyond mad. He dropped Psycho and hurried to the control panel picking up a phone and yelling orders into it. Telling them to lock down the building.

Phantom was going as fast as he could against the vents, zigzagging where he thought it would lead him down and down fast. He looked at the clone who was still out like a light and he tried to shake him a little. “Vice?” He said as he did. “Hey, c'mon!” He shook him a little harder.

Vice didn’t wake up when he was shaken. Guards were scrambling downstairs locking all the exits and trying to look for anyone trying to leave.

He frowned hard as he reached the bottom floor and seeped out into the room. He saw the chaos going on but he didn't bother to stop as he knew they couldn't see him against the shadows on the walls and under things. After he’d exited the building and was almost to his vehicle, only then did he manifest their bodies back onto the normal plane and out of the shadows. “Goddamnit Vice- wake up!” He shook him again as he reached his car.

The clone finally started coughing as he was coming to and started gasping for air weakly but that was all he had in him. He couldn’t seem to talk or open his eyes just yet, he was too weak.

“Bloody hell!” he rounded his car and opened the door then eased Vice into the seat, he leaned it back so the clone could rest. He closed the door and then moved over to the drivers side, his suit dissipated into his body with his shadow powers as he jumped in the car and slammed the door. He put the keys in and then gunned it towards his place. He wasn't sure if they knew where he lived or not, but it was a better bet than heading back to the garage. Lilian would just have to wait a little longer for her daddy.

Vice rolled his head to the side when he was laid inside the car, he seemed to drift back into a sleep laying still and taking in shallow breaths.

When he arrived at his place he parked the car and then went around to the other side to get Vice. He opened the door and didn't even bother seeing if he was conscious enough to attempt walking. He reached in and eased him out before picking him up in his arms. He kicked his door closed and headed up the stairs to his apartment. It didn't take long before they were at his door. He reached a hand out to unlock it and then he moved inside, taking Vice to his sofa in the living area.

Vice didn’t seem to react to any of it. No protest of being picked up or whining that they weren’t going to his place. He did let out a soft groan before coughing a bit then nothing.

He put one of the plush pillows behind the clone’s head and then ran over to his kitchen area to grab some water from the fridge. He came back and opened the bottle. He held it up to the clone’s lips. “Here, drink this.” He offered.

The clone does manage a sip or two but turns his head away, his brows furrowing a little in pain. He groans slowly, peeking his eyes open as he was coming forward even more now, realizing the pain all over his body even more so his face. Those weak golden hues looked pitifully at Simon but he didn’t say anything.

Simon huffed in a frustrated way. Not really sure what he could do to help. He looked around and then disappeared again as he went to get the first aid kit he kept in his room. He returned with it and opened it up. Taking out some gauze he wet it with antiseptic wash and then turned to Vice and leaned over to start to clean up his face…damn he looked awful. He wasn't sure what he should say to him just yet so he remained quiet.

The clone winced when Simon started to clean up his face and wipe away the blood but said nothing. He didn’t make any signs to move or talk, only rest.

After he’d cleaned up all that he could see on him he decided to remove the clothes that were all holes and dried blood. When he’d finished, he went and got a blanket to place over the clone, he tucked him in and looked down at him as he rested. Simon made sure the door was locked up but he knew he wouldn't sleep much tonight. That was fine, he was more of a night guy anyways. He moved over to the recliner near the sofa and he propped his feet up and read a book as he kept watch over Vice as he slept for the both of them.

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By late morning, early afternoon their were a few sounds in the kitchen and an empty sofa next to Simon.

He heard the noise and opened his eyes groggily. Looking over at the sofa he found it empty and then his eyes opened wide and he looked around in confusion for a moment. “Vice?” He said as he got up too quickly and had to wait a moment for his body to wake up enough to let him move properly.

The clone was digging through the cabinets trying to find something like junk food. “You got anything with high sugar or fat content? My body is healing fast and burning through energy like paper.”

His eyes scanned the clone over and he noted that he did look a little better…but still, seeing him so hurt…and having hurt him as well. He frowned not really familiar with the emotions that were running through him. He had never felt many in his human life thus far, at least he had refused to admit that he had. But lately they were running haywire. “Um, no sorry I don’t eat a lot of that stuff. Uhh..I- I can go and get you some donuts?” He offered. “Or..whatever you want.”

Vice had already gone through 3 bottles of water, which sat empty on the counter, the clone took another out of the fridge. He glanced up at Simon, his left eye wasn’t swollen but still a dark purple ring. “That’d be great.” he uncapped the water and started downing it.

“All right. Guess I’ll be right back then.” He turned around feeling confused for some odd reason but he went off, leaving the apartment and Vice so he could go and get the food for him.

He arched a brow watching Simon go, he saw that strange look in his expression and he wasn’t sure what the problem was. He finished the water, setting it down with the rest of the empty bottles. He winced and leaned forward a bit, his body still weak and eating through what little energy he managed to gather while resting. He slowly made his way back to the couch and sat down.

When he returned, he had two dozen mixed donuts. And a large soy latte for himself. He came into the apartment and kicked the door closed, walking to the kitchen he set the boxes down. “How are you feeling?” He asked as he looked over at Vice.

The clone had almost fallen back to sleep but when Simon kicked the door closed the sound made the clone jerk up a bit. He hissed sucking in air through his teeth at the movement because it hurt but he slowly sat back up, groggy himself. “Like I’ve been in a cage all night playing how many shocks does it take to get to the center of the clone.”

He couldn't stop himself from chuckling. “Well then ill bring the food over to you. Stay there.” He said as he did just that. He took a whole box and brought it over to Vice, setting it in his lap. “Bon appetite!” Simon sat down back in the recliner and sipped on his latte.

The clone didn’t waste too much time opening it and munching on the first donut he grabbed. It didn’t last long before he was onto his second and then a third, eating them like he had been starved for days.

His eyebrows lifted up and he got up then to go get the clone some more bottles of water. He held one out to him. “Damn, is this what I look like sometimes?” He teased him lightly. “Slow down a little, they’re not going anywhere.”

After the third one he did slow down, taking the water and uncapping it before picking up another donut and only taking a bit before sipping on the water. He drank a bit more then set it down and sighed out. He looked forward, seeming so defeated in his body language. “Last night.. last night really sucked.” He took another bite.

“Yeah…” He said and his shoulders sagged a little, he averted his eyes and looked down at his latte. After a moment he added, “I’m sorry.”

He ate the rest in his hand, swallowed it back and licked his lips. He leaned to grab his water and looked at Simon curiously. “For what?” He drank down the rest of the bottle slowly.

“That I couldn't save you fast enough.” He sighed and set the other waters next to Vice he leaned over and lifted up the lid of the box. His eyes scanned over them before selecting one of the long creme filled ones. “And…that I had to hurt you more.” He said.

Vice just watched him, as if his mind was going over what he said but wasn’t sure what to do with it. He looked down at the table confused. The moment in the shower when Simon seemed bothered he had bitten too hard, Vice had been confused but this was the same. He smirked, grabbing a donut and leaning back as he looked up at Simon again. “You must really like me.”

He snorted at the comment and then thought about it too as he munched on the donut. “…aren't we friends?” He asked in an unsure voice as his eyes lifted back to Vice. His expression held how he felt as well, not sure at all what the answer would be. He didn't have many friends. He had people he talked to and pretended to be human around a lot. Probably only could count the people he considered his friends on one hand and half of that hand maybe considered him a friend too. It was interesting why this suddenly mattered to him, obviously he was quite fond of the clone. Simon smiled wryly, who would’ve thought?

Vice just held his smirk watching Simon for a long moments “..something like that.” He said quietly. After everything he’s learned about Simon he had to wonder if Simon really had friends, or what most consider friends. He looked down towards his food before taking a few bites.

“Oh.” He said and looked back down at his donut and then took the final bite, consuming it. He just sat there and chewed on it as he looked Vice over again. Damn they’d done a number on him. Simon really did feel pretty terrible about it.

The clone was thinking as he ate then lifted his eyes to Simon. “They aren’t going to just stop.. unlike the light fucks, I know for sure they are going keep going. Psycho is working for them, it means he has plenty of information to give them.. if hes still alive that is.” The clone shrugged, thinking some more. “What did you do with the sphere??” He asked quickly now that he thought about it.

He lifted up his latte to drink and as he did he held out his other hand, slowly it filled up with darkness until it formed the object in question. “Ahh just hid it in a place no one but me can reach.” He said smugly, but handed it over to Vice.

He scooted over on the couch closer to where Simon was and took it. “Good.” He said without looking at him. He looked at the sphere, looking it over, though to the naked eye it looked completely the same all around it. He found the space he was looking for between two pores in its surface and pressed in. The spot he pressed sunk in like a button and their was a hiss as it cracked open down the middle. He rested the parts in his lap as he removed the core and looked at it.

“What was it you were telling me on the phone before they came and dragged you off?” He asked as he watched Vice mess around with the sphere and then the core.

“Yes.” He finished checking the core, he placed it back inside the shell and closed up the sphere. It automatically sealed when it was placed together. “This is what will protect you from the light users if they happen to come back.. though the remote is still at my place. Well it’s not so much a remote as it is a button to activate it..” He handed it back to Simon. “Keep it hidden. Its only set to suck up the power it already has inside of it. And it can target almost the whole city when used with this sphere."

He blinked. "Whoa really?” he said as he took the sphere and looked down at it. When he was told to keep it hidden he did as before and let his shadows envelope it before it disappeared. “Yea of course…thank you.” Simon thought about everything that had happened over the past few days and then last night…“Why did you want to help me?” he finally asked him.

The clone picked up a new water and uncapped it, he looked back at Simon with lifted brows. “What?”

He watched him carefully and said, "You heard me.”

The clone glared slightly and his eyes turned away, bringing the water up to his mouth. “I’m uh.. just a helpful person I guess.” He shrugged and took a long drink.

"Don’t bullshit me Vice.” Simon said seriously, feeling anger rise in him that he didn’t expect. “You could have fucking died- and I wouldn’t say you of all people would be a helpful person.” He huffed out.

"That’s right, I almost died!” He looked back at him and glared. “So quit being pissy with me because of it!”

“Why cant you give me an honest answer?” He asked as calmly as he could though he was slowly starting to boil under his skin in annoyance.

“You sound like a woman..” The clone slowly got up. “Where are my clothes I need to go check on my cat.” He walked away, looking around as he went.

He wasn't going to swim through the clones bullshit anymore and so he disappeared and then reappeared in front of him, glaring down as he lifted a hand up to stop him from walking. “You’re not going any-fucking-where until you answer me.” He said angrily.

He stopped in his tracks as Simon appeared in front of him and scared him. “Don’t do that!” He growled out, looking horribly frustrated.

“Vice…” He said his name in a threatening tone as he glared down at the clone. If he wasn't so damn injured Simon would have been tempted to wring his thin little neck.

The clones eye were wide and angry as he stared up at him. “What do you want to hear huh?? What the fuck do you want to hear?” It was obvious there was more frustration behind his eyes than even the current situation had caused. “I helped you because..” It was so hard to decide what to say. “Because you helped me!” He glared, his heart hammering in his chest.

“That isn’t an answer.” He continued, still annoyed and angrily glaring at the clone. “And you know it.” Fucking trying to cop out god damnit.

“Auugh! No.. I…” He rolled his head back in his frustration to explain. He sighed, bringing a hand up to his head and rubbing his temple. “I mean it.. ” He glared down wards, his eyes searching the floor for nothing. “You helped me first..” He spoke reluctantly. “I don’t even remember the last time I had seen you before that night on the roof.. I just remember every time your stupid face came along I was annoyed. I really did hate you. But you.. wanted me.. I guess..” He wasn’t sure, he shrugged, it was all the clone could figure since Simon had been aggressive and forceful and then what they had done that night... “I donno, you probably just did to fuck with me.” His yellow hues glared off to the side. “But.. even if you did, it felt good. It felt really good. And I had been so horribly miserable. After all the shit with Scarlet and Joel.. and just.. it was really helpful. It brought me out of it I guess. And I wanted to..” He coughed as he mumbled. “..see you again."

He listened to him and his expression relaxed as did his tense body. He answered after the clone was finished, "I fucked you the first time because I felt like it, and I assumed you’d hate it.” He admitted with a huff. “You pissed me off for hurting one of my few friends you know.” Simon shrugged and then crossed his arms. “And I came back for more the next few times because…well…I liked it too.” He thought about whatever the clone would think of that. It was fun, regardless. “I told you that there was something addicting about you- fuck if I know what it is.” He reached a hand out to carefully touch the side of his face. “The hard attitude, the soft moans, the begging, and this body of yours that’s impossible to ignore…its hard to turn away. And you’re not the only one who gets miserable.” He’d never said that out loud before either. Damn. “So, now that this is all out- how do you feel towards me?” He asked, wanting to know if anything was worse for him now.

The clone listened to him, glaring at the floor until he reached out to touch his face. The weak frustrated expression on his face as he turned it up to Simon, gold eyes watching black ones with such strange confusion. Almost turning purple with the last few things he pointed out but managing not to. His eyes turned down with thought before coming back up, brows furrowed slightly. “It matters?”

"It does.” He said seriously. “You remember what I told you before right?”

He looked even more confused, his eyes searching Simon’s face. “What?”

“I told you not to fall in love with me.” He said softly as he moved his thumb against the clone’s face. “So Vice, I need to know…how do you feel now?”

His brows furrowed more and his eyes widen. He reached up and grabbed Simon’s hand leaning his face away, huffing in disbelief. “What? No.” He shook his head slightly. “I don’t love you. I like you, I like you more than I thought I ever would. But I know what love feels like.”

he looked at him skeptically. “Uh huh.” Simon sighed a heavy sigh and turned away from the clone, walking into the kitchen to pick up the other box of donuts and put them in the fridge. He turned back to Vice, “I washed your clothes, they’re still full of holes though.”

The clone didn’t like that response. He glared a little, following him halfway to where he went. “Simon.” He held a stern look. “I don’t completely understand how I can like you so much without loving you.. I know it’s more than I’ve felt for some of my friends but it’s not the same as I feel about Scarlet.. I know I love her.” His glare worsen as he thought about it.

“You don't need to explain anymore to me Vice.” he said as he closed the fridge and leaned against it. “I just want to make sure you’re not in love with me because I like you a lot…and I don't want to hurt you.” he said honestly.

He glared harshly.“You won’t hurt me, you only know how to piss me off. And obviously I did need to explain.. ‘Uh huh’ ” he repeated Simon’s reaction to what Vice had said. “I’m finally fucking honest with you and you act like I don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about. Fuck you.” And with that the clone headed for the front door, he didn’t care if he was in his shorts he would mug someone on the street for their clothes and their car.

He blinked a few times and then rolled his eyes, he disappeared once again and then moved in front of the clone. "Don’t be stupid.” he said as he appeared out of the ground quickly. He lifted his hands up to hold in front of Vice. “Its just when I have to fight you like that to get to the truth- its hard to tell if it really is or not sometimes I guess.” He made an unsure face. “Just relax and get dressed…then I’ll drive you home to Lilian.” He tried a softer tone of voice to reassure the clone.

The clone stopped, still holding his glare. “I don't want to say things like that because I knew you’d give me shit for it.. you would take it wrong. But ya know what? I can prove it to you.. we can go back to never seeing each other again. That’s not something I tell to people I love.” He huffed, he was still so angry at him.

He smiled slowly, his eyebrows tilting up a little as he did. Simon lowered his hands and said, "I believe you. Sorry its just…this has happened to me a few times before.” He admitted. “They say that they’re not in love with me then later blame me for not loving them back.” He shrugged. “If you want to go I’d understand, you’d prove it to me of course.” However he liked messing around and hanging out with the clone. “But I’d miss you.”

The clone would go back to being lonely and he didn’t like that idea but if he felt he had to prove to Simon or anyone that he understand how he felt for the most part he could do it. He glared at Simon looking unsure. Glancing down at the floor and crossing his arms. “Yeah, who the fuck wouldn’t.. I’m a real bundle of joy.” He rolled his eyes as he sighed.

"Awww of course you are!” he threw his hands out wide as he said this just to be silly and obnoxious. He eased his arms around the clone, knowing he’d probably be annoyed but he didn't care. He gently rubbed his face against Vice’s cheek. “Baby please don’t gooooo, If I wake up tomorrow will ya still be hereeee?” He sang out.

He groaned and leaned away but Simon hugged onto him anyway. “I was better off dead..”

“No way.” he said and leaned back to look down at him. “If you had died you never would have gotten the chance to let me serenade you~” he started to sing softly to tease the clone more.

“Get off me..” He pushed on him and tried not to smile. “Get my fucking clothes or something.”

He kept singing for a little bit as the clone pushed against him. “Don’t you like my voice?” He asked in the smoothest tone he could.

“Like razors to my ears.” He teased harshly, glaring and unable to hold back the smirk. “Stop it you idiot!”

He finally let him go as he laughed. “I should sing to you while I fuck you real slowly.” he lifted a hand up to tap his chin as he pondered this. It seemed like a good idea. He walked off to go get Vice’s clothes.

“Augh! No! Don’t you even.. wait.. No, we aren’t fucking anymore. No more. We’re done.” He huffed, glaring at Simon’s backside.

“Don’t be a baby. I’ll wait a day or two until you feel better and then I’ll come over and fuck you. Unless I catch you out late at night doing something naughty.” He said as he returned with his clothes.

“Nope.” He took his clothes from Simon and started putting them on. “No more sex, ever."

"Awww!” He whined in obvious disappointment. “Do I gotta beg you?” He asked.

“No, cause it’s not happening.” He zipped up his pants and tugged his shirt down over his head, wincing a little at the pain that still lingered.

He dropped to his knees looking like he was in anguish as he looked up at Vice. “Nooo don’t be so mean to me.” He pouted and grabbed at the clone in a futile effort to sway his words.

The clone looked at him with widen eyes. “What the hell.. get up you idiot.”

“C'mon baby let me fuck you, I promise I’ll go real slow and gentle this time so I don’t hurt you.” he continued as he looked up at Vice’s wide eyes.

“Nooo.. we mustn’t.. I’m so scared you’ll fall in love with me.. ” He mocked in a girlish tone, putting the back of his hand to his forehead and leaning back slightly as if he was going to faint.

His eyes widened a bit and he laughed out loudly. “You little shit- fuck that I’m gonna pin your skinny ass against a wall and fuck you until you beg me to stop!” He declared still on his knees as he looked up at the clone with a playful glare.

He huffed, shrugged and shook his head but grinned. “Yeah right..”

Simon smiled and stood up, he leaned down to give Vice a kiss. “Don’t tempt me to do it now.” he threatened.

He arched a brow and bit his lower lip a little, reminding himself of the cut, it was sore but he kind of liked it. “Oh no? You should tell me how to tempt you.. so, ya know.. I avoid those things…” He said innocently.

“How many times have I fucked you already?” He laughed. “And yet here you are, beaten up and still hungry for more?” Simon shook his head. “No no- I’ll make you wait this time, Vice.” He knew it would be hard for him too, in more ways than one, but he would do it because when they did fuck again it’d be even better.

Vices mouth dropped a little then closed as he smirked. “Really?” He turned around slowly, looking over his shoulder at Simon. “You.. you say you wouldn’t want this?” He lifted the back of his hoodie, wiggling his little butt at Simon. “You wouldn’t want to feel how tight it is around your cock you say?”

He laughed, surprised at how they were joking around now after having a little spat earlier. He moved forward and wrapped his arms around Vice, pulling him back against his chest. “You mistake me, I await with baited breath to feel your ass around my cock.” He kissed the side of his face softly. “Just as you’d love to feel me sink myself deep inside of you.”

He straightened up when Simon pulled him back against him and kissed him. He tilted his head a little, eyes turning to the corners to look in his direction. “I would.” He admitted, his hands moving behind himself and between their bodies. His pressed his touch against Simon's crotch, rubbing gently in place.

He moved his hand down to press the clone’s hand harder against him. “You’re so fucking greedy, you know that?” He breathed out against Vice’s neck. “You almost died you idiot and now you want me to fuck you?” He rubbed the villains hand harder against his body. Damn it all, he wanted to do it too. And he knew he would give in. It was nice to have someone like this who wouldn't ask too much of him, in the wrong areas anyways. Sex…that was the right area. “Insatiable little bastard.”

The clone only nodded slowly to the heros questions. He was greedy, and selfish but he could also be giving when he wanted to be. Vice turned to face him, replacing his hand back in between Simon’s legs to continue rubbing. “You’ve ‘rewarded’ me twice now for saving you.. isn’t it my turn to thank you since it was you who saved me?”

He bit his lower lip as he heard what the clone said. And as Vice boldly touched him, it drove him wild. He looked down at where he was being touched and then back up into those golden eyes, feeling so weak suddenly. “You’re still hungry after all those donuts?” He teased.

The clone grinned, “For you?” He ran his tongue across the bottom of his upper teeth slowly, his eyes watching Simon’s. “I always feel like I’m starving..” Which was pretty insatiable like the hero said.

He groaned a little at his words and then reached up to grab his face and pull him up as he brought his mouth down on top of the clones roughly. Fucking hell, he’d wanted to let him rest and heal up some more but if the villain was willing- the hero wasn't going to ignore it. He wanted to enjoy him just as badly. Simon shoved his tongue past Vice’s teeth and into his mouth as he kissed greedily at him.

Oh that kiss hurt at first, pressing so roughly against his cut lip but it only fueled the fire for the clone, he loved it and pressed against Simon’s mouth, taking in that sore feeling as well as his tongue. He sucked on it like he planned to suck on other things, anything, everything, he wanted all Simon was willing to give. He had no idea how riled up he was until now. He slipped off that thick wet muscle of Simon’s before he exhaled heavily onto his lips and whispered quickly. “You’ve seen my bedroom.. now let’s see yours.”

He just wanted to push him up against a wall and take him but when the other man pulled away and said what he did, Simon gave him a wicked grin. He let his face go only to lean down and pick the clone up and in a moment they were in the black and white in-between. Just as quickly however, they left it and landed on the hero’s bed upstairs. Simon was on top of Vice and he continued to give him attentions with his mouth, kissing and licking and biting wherever he wanted. His neck, his shoulder and his chest, ahh hell he would eat him if he fucking could.

The clone was caught off guard by the movement Simon made, zipping them upstairs and landing on his bed. He looked up with wild surprise in that moment but it melted away quickly feeling the heros mouth against him again. He shifted against the bed, making a soft gasp to the aggressive attention Simon was dealing out.

The hero wanted to hear more from him. He kept kissing and nipping at him, he couldn't get to Vice’s chest and with an angry growl he ripped the clones shirt off and tossed the pieces of cloth like rags. “Ah.” was all he said in satisfaction. Then Simon leaned back for a moment so he could lift his sweater up and over his head, he threw it aside not caring where it landed. He kicked his shoes off and then worked to undo his belt and pants. When his zipper was down, he reached back for Vice and undid his pants as well before he slipped his fingers under the clones pants and shorts, in one motion he pulled them off and threw them to join the rest of their cloths. His wild eyes lit up and he grinned down at the clone before he reached over and grabbed one of his blue legs, he yanked hard pulling Vice closer to him. Simon lifted a hand up to his mouth to lick his long fingers. He kept his dark eyes on Vice as he moved his wet fingers down between the clones ass.

His mouth opened in a knee jerk reaction to show his disapproval of ripping his shirt but he stopped himself, watching Simon take off his own and biting his lip admiring that thick tan body of his. The clones heart started to racing as he watch Simon work quickly to get their clothes off and he gasped when he was yanked closer to Simon so harshly, it hurt but he didn’t mind one bit. He shuddered a breath watching the hero wet his fingers and then feeling them, his eyes fluttered closed and his mouth dropped. “..oh god..” He said breathlessly, the rushing movements only made the clone urges so much stronger.

Simon slipped his fingers around the clones entrance, he slid one finger inside of him feeling how tight and hot he was. His eyes closed and he swallowed down his own pleasure. He pulled his finger from the clone and moved his hand down to take his thick length out. His cock was already hard from the villains teasing strokes and he ached so bad. Just thinking of what could have happened to him, if he really had died…it would have put him in a murderous mood. Simon wet his fingers again and touched the tip of his cock, taking in a short breath as he did. Then leaning forward he wasted no more time, pressing the head of him against the clones entrance. He didn't go slow this time, he forced his way in as soon as he felt his body start to go inside of the villains ass. His hands pulled Vice’s legs up and towards him as he leaned the weight of his body into him. He only stopped after he was all the way inside of him, filling him up and being squeezed by his muscles. The hero was leaned forward over Vice with his eyes closed, he opened them slowly to look down at the clone.

He attempted to close his mouth, his breathing heavy through his nostrils as he was helpless as he could only watch and feel as Simon did as he pleased. He assumed this was Simon’s reward, being able to get to exactly what he wanted and fast. His eyes closed quickly and brows furrowed in a weak pained expression as he was filled so quickly. His body still ached and this pain only added. He hastily bit his lip to keep from sounding out in the pain he felt and he manage to hold it back because even if it did hurt, it felt so fucking good. His hands hurried to grab Simon’s arms, gripping and digging into his tan flesh with his blue digits. He couldn't hold back the pants though, peeking his golden hues up at Simon as he took in and let out thick slow breaths. “..more” Was the single word he muttered out.

His mind was so full of only the thought ‘fuck him fuck him fuck him’ that Simon couldn't think enough to respond with his usual sexy or witty remarks. He only wanted to fuck him hard enough to hurt him, but he knew they’d both enjoy it. Besides, he wasn't sure he could hold himself back at this point. The hero did as he was told, and pulled out of Vice almost all the way before shoving his cock back inside of the clones tight ass. He pulled back again and pushed inside of him keeping up this pace until he felt the clone’s body relax enough around his body’s intrusion so he could fuck him faster. Simon picked up the pace and still maintained how hard he was pushing, he had to keep hold of Vice so he wouldn't scoot away from the force of his thrusts. His eyes focused on how the clone looked as he fucked him.

It was hard to focus on anything but the pain as Simon started to move the way he did, each time he backed up there was some relief then he shoved forward and it felt so insanely thick but it was fading slowly until there was more pleasure than pain. The soreness still lingered in more than just one place on his body but it only added to the sensation of being fucked and used, which turned him on in the worse way. He let his sounds mingle with his breaths, his brows tilting in that weak way. The faster Simon moved the hotter the clone felt and it shown in his face, a purple tint rising across his eyes and cheeks.God yes, hold me down, fuck me. His mind screamed out the words unable to leave his lips except for one… “..Simon..” his voice still breathless as Simon moved already so harshly against him.

“Ah…ahh…fuck.” he finally managed in response to his name being said. Oh god he was fucking him so hard it was hurting his body too. The muscles in his arms contracted and rippled under the skin as he held Vice with one hand and the other rested on the bed, he moved both arms to slide under the clone’s arms, and he held onto his shoulders, pulling him down as he pushed up and into his ass. His mouth hovered over Vices and he panted against his lips, hot breath caressing his blushing face. He looked so fucking cute when he blushed and it only riled the hero up more, knowing that Vice was enjoying himself. He gave him a fast kiss and pulled away as he felt his body growing hot and tight so soon. He slammed into the clones ass harder and faster, his head leaned down near the villains neck and he breathed out almost helplessly, “I-I cant stop…”

His mouth opened more when Simon’s hovered over it, wanting to taste him but unable to make the connection as he was being slammed into. So sore so tender, so much heat coursing through him, gasping out as he felt the hero hold onto his shoulders and pull his blue body down and Simon’s thickness filling him up again and again so harshly. His hands curled tightly around the hero, his fingertips digging into his back as he pounded against him. His head felt dizzy and his body burning, his own harden length throbbing and aching. “d..d-dont.. don’t stop..please..” he begged in whimpers under him. ” god.. simon.. please..”

“Vice-!” He growled out harshly. “Ahh- fuckfuckfuck!” He cursed as he thrust so deliciously hard into the clone. That fucking slender body of his, so tight and hot and how he was begging him not to stop when Simon knew that he must be hurting the other man with how hard he was going at him. Fucking hell he couldn't stop if he wanted to, usually he was in such good control of his urges and needs but not this time. Not now, he let go and just took it out on the villains body in the worst way. Pounding his addicting little ass into his bed, he wanted him to hurt and he wanted him to feel good at the same time. He was still trying to process everything that had happened and perhaps there was some frustration in him that he was trying to get out. “I can’t- I can’t…” He whined into the clones mouth, breathing heavily as he felt the clone’s ass open more and more to his cock as he forced his way in. “Vice…I’m…I’m gonna…” He crushed his mouth over the villains as his thrusts became more wild, he was so fucking close to the edge of that sweet cliff, it was hurting.

He held on so tightly, he could feel his nails even short digging into Simon wanting to tear at his skin. He was sure he was leaving scratches down his back. His sounds only got louder as Simon fucked him harder than he had before, he definitely would have trouble walking now. Fuck fuck fuck hes going to split me in two. The pain and pleasure twisted together inside him and he couldn’t seem to focus on one over the other as he screamed out in both. He lifted his head to bury his face against Simon’s neck, he knew exactly what to do as a finishing move. He opened his mouth and sunk his teeth harshly onto his skin, biting him so hard he swear he tasted blood. Yes yes, fuck yes, I can’t stand it anymore!

“Ahhh-! Ah ahh…oh-oh fuck yes, yes…shit.” He whimpered in the weakest tone of voice not expecting to get bitten that hard and yet loving it so fucking much. He came hard his body shaking as he thrust into Vices ass a final hard time and his body stilled. The lightning shot up through him and rushed out the length of his body. He pulled out a little and then pushed back in one final time as he filled the clone up with his cum. “…Vice….” he said his name softly, he was breathing heavy and trying to slow it down.

The clone was drowning in that voice Simon spoke and in that moment he knew he was cumming inside him. His body tensed so hard, feeling that thrust as the hero finished and and Vice absolutely loved the idea Simon came so fast and so hard in such a short amount of time. With that final pull back and push in, the clone gasped against his tan neck, but instantly lapped his tongue against the teeth marks he left and pressed his lips against it, whimpering in his sore state. His fingertips finally let up on his back but still held firmly against him as he panted and listened to his heart beat in his own head.

His heart was beating in his chest so loudly he could feel it in his ears, and all over his body he was realizing that he was hurting in places. He could feel his back where the villains hands were, and it made him smile. He loved that he marked him all over, especially on his neck. And when he licked him it made the hero shiver in pleasure. He moved back to look down at Vice and he smiled slowly before leaning down to kiss him softly. A stark contrast to the way he’d just fucked him senseless, but its what he felt now that he’d gotten what he wanted and he was oh so grateful to the clone. He kissing him in a tender and soft way as he slowly pulled his cock out of his ass. He moved his lips down to kiss at the villains neck and chest as he had done earlier, but this time he was soft and sweet in his movements as he worked his way down the other man’s slender body.

He made a weak sound humming from his throat as Simon softly kissed him and pulled himself out. Though it had brought so much pleasure, being free from his inches brought relief to his body that throbbed and ached. The clone sighed heavily on Simon’s lips, his body relaxed and he suddenly felt so horribly heavy laying on the soft bed. He closed his eyes, turning his head as his mouth hung open and he breathed slow but deep breaths. He felt the tenderness that replaced the wild aggression and he eased into it, moaning softly as Simon kissed down his body.

When he reached his cock, the hero took his time giving it a long and slow lick from the base up the shaft all the way to the sensitive head where he brought it into his mouth and sucked gently for a moment, making sure that Vice would stay hard for him. He sucked as he let the clone’s length slip from his mouth and fall back against his body. Licking his lips he eased the other man’s blue legs up slowly and he lowered his head between his ass cheeks and exposed entrance. Moving his mouth over there he slipped his tongue out and started to lap up his own cum.

The clone shifted on the bed only slightly as he felt Simon’s lips and tongue on his cock and he moaned quickly in response, biting his lip fast trying to hold it in. He peeked his eyes open as he felt his legs being lifted and glanced down at Simon. “…hey.. wha..” He started to ask in a weak low tone but his brows tilted higher over his eyes and his eyes rolled back, leaning his head into the bed again with his mouth open. “..oh.. fuck…” He whispered out, that blush coming back full force across his face.

Ouuu he liked that reaction very much. He knew from before when Vice had done this that it was surprisingly pleasing. His lips were soft as he kissed and licked. His tongue continued to clean up his mess circling around the entrance of Vice’s ass and then he slid his tongue inside, wanting to feel what he tasted like there as well. He started slowly and then he pushed his way in easing his wet muscle in as deep as he could.

He sucked in his air quickly feeling that soft pink tongue slip into a place so tender, he held his breath for a few moments, his back arching and his hands laying on the bed gripping the sheets. “oh my god… ” He moaned. “f-fuck…” With his eyes closed and his mouth open he tilted his face towards the headboard digging his head into the mattress.

Ah yeah that’s what he wanted, Simon moaned against the villains entrance. He’d taken his pleasure inside of the clone and now he wanted to draw Vice’s out of him. His heart was beating harder against his chest as he removed his tongue and then gently pushed it back inside of the other man’s body. His hands moved under the clone’s legs and up his sides, he moved his fingers along his warm blue skin and rubbed softly. His tongue caressed, giving Vice warm and wet lazy thrusts in and out of the place he’d just abused so roughly.

“S..s-simon.” He hissed out through his teeth shuddering his breath as he took it in. He couldn’t believe Simon was doing what he was doing but he loved it and how the hero stroked his sides sent chills up and down his body. His length ached and throbbed at the urge inside him twisted and turned, He felt Simon’s tongue so deep, it was so warm and smooth. “Please..” He whispered out. “I can’t.. I…” He breathed heavily. “I can’t take it..”

He loved hearing his name spoken through so much yearning. And hearing that, it was becoming too much only made him want to keep doing it. Simon moved his left hand back around so he could stroke against Vice’s cock, rubbing up and down slow at first but then he started to go a little harder and faster. His tongue continued to pump in and out, making his ass so wet and slick. Simon focused on touching and tasting him, wanting the clone to enjoy himself.

He turned his head to the side. “..oh god…… ” He felt Simon’s hand stroking his begging length and the clone really couldn’t take it anymore. It throbbed harshly in the heros hand and the slick penetration of his tongue drove him off the edge easily. He couldn’t help his hips shifting in that direction, his hands on the bed gripping harder at the sheets, tugging at them. ” f-fuck.. Simon… Simon!” he whispered under his moans as his back arched and he came. All the frustration, the aggression that had been taken out on him and the tenderness he felt after came flowing through his mind all at once. Hot strings of thick white shot across his stomach and chest, his body tense and still as the pleasure came rushing through him. He whimpered, holding his breath as it came down almost as quickly as it came forward, his body easing back onto the bed and he exhaled heavily. “f..fuh..fuckfuck..” He shuddered, his body shaking slightly and that blush full bloom on his face.

He smiled with his mouth open and his tongue in the clones ass, thrusting as Vice came and said his name again now full of pleasure. When he’d finished and laid back onto his bed, Simon slipped his tongue of of the clone’s ass. He pushed off of the bed to move up, crawling over Vice so he could look down at his own cum on his body. “Tsk, such a messy boy.” he chuckled and of course leaned his head down, opening his mouth wide he let that tongue of his slide out and lick the flavor off of the clone’s body. And it tasted as sweet as it always did, and it made things lower on his body ache once again. He moved his mouth down his chest and to his stomach, lapping up all that he could find of the other man’s cum. When he was clean he moved down to suck whatever remained off of his cock too.

Vices pants slowed a bit as he relaxed on the bed. He picked at his lips and peeked to look at Simon when he felt him moving. His legs eased down and he watched as the hero licked up every last drop of the clone. He wasn’t lying when he said he liked the way Vice tasted. He smirked but whined a little as Simon lapped at his sensitive member.

“And now, we can take a late afternoon nap.” He laughed and before he moved the rest of the way up the bed he took his pants off and tossed them, fixing his length back beneath his boxers. Simon crawled up to lay next to Vice, and he licked his lips slowly. “Damn.” He said finally, referring to what he’d just done to the villain.

The clone looked up at Simon wearily. “Agreed.” He held a crooked grin in his worn out expression and turned on his side facing the hero. He hesitated a moment then scooted closer, apart of him worried this was one of those acts that seemed too, comfortable? He wasn’t sure what the right word would be but he just knew he wanted to as he curled up against Simon without checking to see if he even would allow the clone to do so. He leaned his head forward against the hero and closed his eyes.

Simon lifted up an eyebrow as the villain scooted closer, and he shifted so that Vice would be comfortable. He reached down with his free hand and lazily pulled a sheet up over them. After thinking about everything that had happened thus far between them he wasn't sure why he’d wanted to fuck the clone so roughly. He just knew that he was frustrated that he couldn't do anything when he was needed. Vice had saved him but he didn't feel that he was able to return the favor. And he didn't really want to take it out on Vice…he just didn't know how else he could relieve it. “…how d'you feel?” He asked suddenly, wanting to know if he’d hurt him more.

Vice shifted a little when he heard Simon’s voice break the silence in the room but his eyes didn't open. “Exhausted.” He answered simply pausing a moment before speaking again in a soft tone. “You?”

He moved a little against the other man feeling uncomfortable. Reaching his free hand out he touched the side of the clone’s face softly. “I mean…uhm…was I perhaps too rough with you?” Though he enjoyed it, he still didn't want to inflict any lasting damage on Vice.

The clone finally looked up at him when he touched his face, his golden eyes did look tired. “You were really rough..” he smirked weakly.”and that's what I wanted.” His eyes closed back again and he pressed into Simon, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly before he stilled, he was fading fast unable to stay awake.

Simon ran his hand along the side of the clone’s face and exposed neck, stroking softly against his flesh as he thought about what Vice said. “I promise I wont be next time.” he said feeling weirdly like he was disappointed that he lost control of himself so easily. Though it had felt amazing, and the clone said that he wanted it as well.Simon looked down at Vice, who was breathing softly. He smiled and closed his eyes, this really was nice.

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This…is extremely OLD. Months old. many months old. But I finally decided to tone and put bubbles to it. OMG, can you see how weird I draw? and uhh obviously just wanted to art the sexy guys. lmao im a shitty manga-ka. The style changes far too much for my own oc as well XDD;; I used a shit ton of school manga refs/directly ripped layout ideas from manga just to get this shit to look as legit weeboo as possible. I think I succeeded? Need more #insatiabros

right @voodooish ?

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OOPS Here have a bit of aussie beefcake on yo dash <3 /spent too many hours on this handsome devil! I blame Darren Hayes~ I cant focus on work when he’s singing in my ear. :P I just hear/see Simon too!

Enjoy my sexy OC~

[ill-be-your-phantom]

Strange Relationship

Vice drives Simon back to his place and watches over the sleeping hero until he awakens. They discuss the battle and what the light-user meant by some of the things she told them. Simon once more shows his appreciation for the clone who saved him again. Vice’s text is inset. Naughty action is in BOLD (in case you want to skip it.)

Vice had driven back to his place, with a sleeping Simon. He parked out front and turned off the car, then glanced over at the white haired lump. “Dumbass.” He said quietly before he got out, taking his pack inside. He wasn’t gone too long as he came back out, having changed his clothes in t-shirt and jeans, a snack in hand and his phone. He opened the door to the backseat and crawled inside, making himself comfortable as he opened his snacks and fired up a game on his phone.

Simon was snoring softly as the clone got back into the car. He was sleeping like the dead and probably would have remained so…if it weren’t for his nose picking up the scent of food. Slowly, his eyes cracked open into slits and he didn’t bother to move, feeling like it would take too much energy, he did however talk, “Is…that food?” He said in a groggy voice.

“No, you’re dreaming. Go back to sleep.” The clone said quietly, not looking up from his game and stuffing a Cheeto in his mouth.

His stomach growled loudly before he could respond to the clone. Simon smiled a little and opened his eyes more he sighed as he managed to turn around and look pathetically at Vice. “But..it cant be. My whole body is sore…and that smells so good."

“Alright baby piggy.” He sounded mildly annoyed but ate a few more before tossing the bag over the seats to Simon and continued to play his game. He grinned. “Finally got the three 7s at Tumbleweed casino, fuck yeah.” He said to his phone.

“This is hardly a meal.” He grumbled, but picked the bag up and the Cheetos that had fallen out, he lifted them up and shoved them in his mouth. His stomach didn’t care, it was happy to consume anything. He looked at Vice while he continued to munch.  As he heard him talking bout some app he rolled his eyes and picked a Cheeto up out of the bag to throw at the clone’s head.

“Hey!” He glared looking up from his game. “I know it’s hard for you but try not to be an annoying prick hm?”

“Don’t waste the Cheeto…” He said looking down next to the clone at where it had landed.

He looked confused for a moment then looked at the Cheeto. He rolled his eyes and picked it up. “You really are such a pig.” He pushed the cheeto between Simon’s lips.

He smiled and sucked the Cheeto into his mouth quickly, letting his lips suck against the clones fingers for a moment before he munched the Cheeto up. He reached into the bag and pulled out some more. “Want some?” He offered holding them up.

He pulled his hand away quickly when he felt Simon’s lips on his fingertips, glaring and huffing, his eyes darting away. “No.” He rubbed his fingers against his jeans before returning his hand to his phone. “I’m afraid you’ll obviously die if you don’t get to eat them all.” He said sarcastically.

He grinned. “Well, its enough to hold me over for a bit.” He lifted up a Cheeto and added, “Until I get something bigger to suck on.” And he slid the Cheeto into his mouth.

Vice refused to look up from his phone but he certainly looked uncomfortable. “You could try your ego, that’s plenty big.”

“Soon as I get my energy back I’m gonna fuck you so hard you wont be able to walk.” He said seriously. “Promise, that’s twice you’ve helped save me.” He picked up a few more Cheetos and munched on them as he watched the clone with some amusement.

The clone had been able to hold it back until that point, his face heated up and his eyes widen. “Augh! Don’t say shit like that!” He growled and got out of the car, slamming the door and stomping off to the garage.

After all the shit they’d already done to each other and he was still reacting like that? Simon smiled, it was really cute. He took a deep breath to gather up what strength he had, and opened the door to slowly get out of the car and he followed the blushing clone inside. “Its not a big deal you know.” He said as he opened the door. “That you like it, I mean.”

The clone put his phone down on the bartop in the kitchen and huffed at Simon, opening the fridge and looking inside only to wait for that purple to faded on his cheeks. “You’re face isn’t a big deal.” He had no come back because he couldn’t claim he didn’t like it but he didn’t want Simon rubbing it in his face.

He touched his face. “Well, yeah actually- it is.” Simon laughed as he eased into a seat in the kitchen. He stared leisurely at the clone as he finished off the bag of Cheetos and licked his fingers.

“No it isn’t.” He said sternly, looking in the fridge still. He could feel himself relaxing a little bit more so he finally grabbed a bottle of water and closed the door. He uncapped it, drinking some back before finally turning around.

“Don’t be mean, I know you think I’m sexy.” He grinned and batted his eyelashes playfully at the clone before laughing.

He exhaled heavily when he finished off half of his water then rolled his eyes at the hero. “Whatever..” He  walked around the bar, picking up his pack that had been sitting in on of the seats and headed for his desk. “We gonna figure out what we are gonna do with this power or what?”

He lifted up an eyebrow as he noted the clone changing the subject. “Figured you could make a weapon outta it- or I dunno find someway to strengthen my powers against it somehow.” He shrugged not really sure.

He sat the pack down and his water on the desk, taking out the orb and hooking it up to his computer like before. “I don’t know.. I don’t think that’s how it works. It’s power for sure and needs a strong container like the core but even the core doesn’t have the ability to release only a little at a time.. like if firing a shot.” He glanced back at Simon, but was obviously thinking about it other options.

“I see.” He said and nodded his head as he looked at what the clone was doing. “Well, you’re a genius so I know you’ll figure out something useful to do with it.” He leaned forward on the counter and grew quiet as he thought about the woman who had those powers. She was damn beautiful he could admit that. Those things she said to him…how did she know? Was she just bluffing? But she couldn't have been.

Vice wanted to further test the power and the core but he was going to have to make sure it was good and stabilized first before doing that. He set a program to run and do just that. He glanced back, moving to where he could see Simon and how hard he seemed to be thinking. “What’s wrong?”

His dark eyes moved slowly to look at Vice as he huffed in a frustrated way. “Nothing just…thinking bout what she was saying.”

He looked curiously, tilting his head and arching a brow. “Which part?”

He wasn't sure if he should let Vice in on any of his thoughts. It wasn't that he didn't like the guy, he just didn't want to compromise his mission. “Just some of the weird stuff she was saying before we attacked each other.” there, not a total lie.

The clone walked over to the end of the bar-counter, leaning on it. “Liiiike how she knew why you were here?”

“Yeah.” He agreed. “I don’t even know her…I mean, I think I don’t.” He grinned and leaned back a bit to look at the clone, “I’m sure you’ve made-out or more with a few people when you get hammered huh? Happens to us all.”

Vice shrugged, glancing down at the counter as he thought. “She said she was from an order.. maybe they have information on you.” He glanced up at him and shrugged again.

“Obviously.” He huffed and glared at Vice. “Because she wanted to kill me. And who knows what maybe she was part of a cult. People like that like to uhh make sacrifices out of guys like me I bet.” He shuddered at the thought.

“She said eat us.. why do you think she said that?” Vice looked sternly at Simon, sensing he knew more than he was letting on.

He shrugged a shoulder at the clone. "Beats me. I cant eat anyone as a human.” He paused and then laughed a little darkly. “Well..not the way she meant anyhow.”

Vice looked concerned, not sure what to make of that. “Uh huh..” He looked down a bit, still thinking. “Well she’s gone and hopefully she was bluffing when she said there would be more.”

"Yeah, or else I better be careful when I sleep during the day.” he laughed, how ironic since he mostly worked in the night when his powers were at their pique. He wasn't a vampire and could go out and enjoy sunshine and daylight- his powers would just be severely dampened.

Vice thought about the light user, and how Simon had tried to shield himself but it didn’t work. Maybe the clone needed to work on a shield, not a weapon. Now that he had the light power, he could test things out. He stared off a bit as he thought things over trying to come up with ideas.

Simon watched the villain zone out and he smiled slowly. He stood up and was a little shaky at first but he steadied and was feeling better. His chest was just a dull throb now. He leaned down and gave the clone a kiss on the cheek.

The kiss snapped the clone out of his daze, blinking quickly and looking at Simon with an irritated expression. He huffed. “What the hell was that for?” He pouted angrily.

“Thank you.” He said sincerely with a sweet smile and as sincerely as he could try for.

The clone narrowed his yellow eyes on Simon. He didn’t want to admit how weird that affection made him feel, but it wasn’t completely bad. He turned his eyes away quickly. “Weirdo.” He said sourly.

“So mean.” He sighed but was smiling. He held onto the counter with one hand and lifted a foot up to take off his shoe, he did the other foot and then left his shoes there. He pulled at Vice’s arm lazily as he walked over towards the sofa to sit and relax. “You should come keep me warm, you little heater.” He said teasingly.

“Auhh.. ” The clone looked confused when he was pulled away from the counter and into the great room. “But it’s not cold in here.."

"Shhh,” He lifted a finger up to Vice’s lips. “Don’t ruin my excuse.” He said in a low voice as if saying it loudly would do so. He smiled and pulled the clone down to the sofa before he crawled on top of him and joined him.

Vices expression went angry when he was Shh’d “Excuse for wh..” He started to say but was put onto the couch and Simon crawled on top of him as if to answer the question Vice was about to ask. “Simon.” The clone glared up at him.

“Yes?” He asked innocently as he looked down at the angry clone.

AUGH. He was such a dick. Vice glared and sighed. “What do you think you’re doing?”

He sighed but moved his body to lay on the clone, shifting so most of his weight was on the sofa on his right side he cuddled up next to the other man. “Keeping warm of course- I’m injured its cold to me in here.” He sighed against Vice’s neck.

He shifted when Simon did, arching his brows in an irritated tone. He turned his face away when he felt Simon’s breath against his neck and he groaned lightly with his exhale. “Bullshit.”

“I said don’t ruin it.” He mumbled but it was firm and he pulled Vice closer against his body. He leaned forward enough to give the villains ear a small bite.

His lips tightened when Simon bit his ear, refusing to make a sound even though it wanted to come naturally. He kept his face turned away and closed his eyes, still looking angry. “I’m not..” He said quietly.

His warm breath came out against the clones neck as he relaxed more. Hearing what he said Simon blinked slowly and smiled, he leaned forward and kissed the side of Vice’s neck as his face was turned away. “There’s a good boy.”

His eyes remained closed but his brows tilted weakly and he frowned. “…stop that.”

He continued to kiss him slowly on his neck and then at the bottom of his ear. “Stop…what?” He asked between the kisses.

“You know what.” He answered quickly but soft toned as he swallowed. Simon’s lips against his sensitive neck sent chills down his body.

“Yeah but..I like it.” He admitted and kept going, letting his tongue slip from between his lips to taste that soft blue skin. “Don’t you?” He breathed out and then moved closer, placing his lips on the clones neck he started to suck.

He finally make a sound in his throat but clenched his teeth and peeked his eyes open, looking off into the great room as he felt a surge of sensation running down his body from the attention. “..No.” He lied.

“Mmmmhmmm” Simon hummed as he continued to suck harder against Vice’s neck. He didn't care of the other man said no out loud or not, if he really didn't want or like what the hero was doing- he’d protest more.

He closed his eyes again, tightly. Fuck. His lips parted as his mouth opened slightly, letting out a sounded exhale. His hand found it’s way against Simon’s shoulder, pushing lightly on it.

Feeling Vice’s hand on him only made Simon want to keep going. His hand tightened around Vice’s side as he bared his teeth and bit down on the clone’s neck. He growled lowly before he started to alternate between soft bites and hard sucking against the other’s flesh, wanting there to be a little pain but mostly pleasure. Surprisingly this was relaxing him.

Goddamn it. The clone didn’t expect the whimper that slipped out of him when he felt bare teeth against his skin. His fingers gripped the fabric of Simon’s top and he shifted uncomfortably as it riled him up horribly. “Damn it Simon..” He whined softly in a whisper.

Yeah..that’s what he wanted. Simon gave him another bite before licking the area which was a little purple from his attentions. He moved back and smiled down at Vice, seeing his expression even if he wanted to fight it. Simon leaned down again and kissed him eagerly taking his mouth against his own.

He slowly looked at Simon when he felt him let up, looking uncomfortable and embarrassed by the sound he let slip. He made a quick sound in his throat when Simon’s lips were on his own and his eyes closed again slowly. It felt so warm against his mouth and his brows tilted weakly. His hand moving from the heroes shoulder to the side of his tan neck, his long blue digits brushing against Simon's skin.

His kiss grew softer as he felt the clone touch him. Simon moved his tongue inside to lick Vice’s mouth, he paused to breathe a deep moan inside “Vice…” then thrusting his tongue inside again. He really was grateful for the help, without the other man’s aid he wasn’t sure he would have lasted long against the light user. His left hand moved down low between their bodies so he could rub between the clone’s legs slowly, he wanted to feel him grow hard.

Goddammit don’t say my name like that. Moaning into his mouth was the only response he could do with Simon's tongue inside. He quickly reached to grab Simon's hand and weakly try to pull it back, still putting up some sort of resistance but not doing a very good job. He was already getting hard and it only got worse feeling the heroes hand between his legs. He let another moan slip, one much more helpless sounding.

He pressed against the clone’s length harder when he felt him pull at his hand. Simon pulled his tongue back out of his mouth and moved his lips to kiss at the other side of Vice’s jaw, he nudged his face to make him turn so he could reach his neck. He could feel his body growing warm with excitement and he knew he should probably slow down or stop but, he really just didn’t want to. It was too much fun and the clone tasted so good. The sounds he was making and his weak attempt to protest just riled the hero up farther.

Vice quickly bit his lower lip when Simon's mouth left his, then shifted his face away as the hero nuzzled the side of it. He didn’t want to admit how good it felt to be hungered for but his body admitted it for him, lifting his hips slightly to the movement against his center. His hand that had tried pointlessly to stop Simon's now pushed the heroes hand harder against his cock.

His jacket was getting in his way and he groaned in a frustrated huff as he leaned to sit up for a moment. He pulled his jacket off and tossed it aside, then quickly put his mouth- and teeth- back against the other side of Vice’s neck. His hand found the clone’s pants and he tugged at the belt to undo it, so he could slip his hand past Vice’s pants. “ahh..mm..” He moaned against the other man’s flesh.

He glanced his eyes towards Simon, watching him lift up and toss his jacket to the side. He closed his eyes again when the hero was back against his neck, making a quick soft gasp as he sucked in air in a shudder. The sound of his belt being undone was such a strong trigger for what it meant and his stomach twisted in the best way. There would be no resistance at all, he wanted it, he wanted Simon to do whatever he wanted to him and he bit his lip hard again when he thought about that.

His hand wrapped around the clones cock and he grinned against his neck. He moved his head back a little and pulled the clones flesh of his neck between his teeth. When he opened his mouth and let it go he moved his lips against Vice’s ear as he stroked slowly at his hard length. “So, tell me then, how does the kitty want his reward?” His breath was warm over the soft skin of the clone’s ear and he slipped his tongue out to trace the outside of it as he hummed for a moment. “Do you…want me to take this,” He tugged harder at his cock, “Into my mouth?” He kissed the purple tip of the other mans ear and added, “Or am I to slowly shove myself inside of your ass..before fucking you raw?” Both were rather tempting but he wanted the clone to choose, it was his reward after all, for being so very very good.

”..ahh!” He whispered out feeling warm digits around his throbbing inches and the sore tug by teeth on his neck. He could hear Simons words against his ear and it only make his face warmer, growing softly purple. His lips parted quickly in a hard exhale feeling the harsher tug on his cock. ” Fuck..” he said so quietly on his heavy breath but he tucked his lower lip in against his teeth, brows tilting at the sound of the options and the images that created in his mind. “..both..” He whispered, his eyes peeking out to look at Simon.

He grinned wide. What a selfish little thing. “As my Knight commands.” He said looking down into the clones golden eyes, and loving that purple hue on his cheeks. He leaned back and looked down the length of the other man, pulling his hand free of his pants for a moment so he could unbutton and unzip the rest of the way. Simon eased his body down onto the floor, getting to his knees and then he said with the grin still on his lips, “Sit up for me.”

When Simon looked into his eyes and called him his knight he turned them down, hating he knew what his face looked like. He watched the hero crawl down onto the floor and he leaned up a bit onto his elbows then moved the rest of the way up when Simon asked. Sitting up and then leaning into the back of the couch.

The hero moved his hands to take Vice’s wrists, he lifted them and placed his hands on his shoulders, moving his fingers into his white hair. “To hold on to.” He said and then licked his lips as he moved his hands back to the clone’s pants. He freed his cock and didn't hesitate to lean down and start sucking on the purple tipped head. His mouth was hot and wet and ready to please the other man. Simon could admit perhaps that was in part to the fact that he tasted so damn delicious. He sucked hard and swirled his tongue against the tip roughly.

Vice watched Simon put his hands into his hair and he smirked, shifting his blue digits through those beautiful white strands. He took in a sharp breath when the hero wasted no time getting his cock into his mouth, his mouth hanging open and his eyes rolling back a bit as he closed them. Oh god, so warm. So wet. The sensation rippled through his body and his cock twitched against that well controlled tongue. He managed to grin as the words crossed his mind before slipping out between his lips. “oh..” He moaned. “..my king.”

He shifted a little uncomfortably and bit down softly as Vice said what he did. His dark eyes lifted up to stare at the clone as his own face grew warm. He closed them for a moment so he could lean forward and opening his mouth wider he slowly inched the other man’s cock inside until it hit against the back of his throat. He hummed in satisfaction as he moved back, scraping his teeth along the length of blue flesh.

The clone gasped lightly feeling Simon's teeth against his sensitive length, quickly biting his lip since it hurt a little in an exciting way. He loved seeing Simon's face grow warm just as his own did earlier. He pulled his hands back only slightly just to brush them forward again through those white strands and moaned out feeling how deep Simon took him in. He licked at his lips watching the hero’s mouth move along his cock. “You are..” he whispered, “so good at this.”

Simon would have replied if his mouth wasn’t full. He liked how Vice filled his mouth up as he went all the way down and pulled back again a little faster this time. He did it again, taking in as much as he could until he was at the base of the clone’s length. He sucked roughly on all that blue flesh as he came up, then took him out of his mouth quickly, making a small sound as he did. “Mmn…I like doing it.” He admitted in a dark voice, and gave a lick of his lips. The hero held him while he paid attention to the tip of him again, giving him slow licks that swirled around the underside of his cock and on the head of him as he watched him with heavily lidded eyes.

The clone couldn’t help but lean his head back, his eyes close as his mouth hung open. The warmth of Simon's mouth taking him all in at once, he couldn’t begin to describe the pleasure. He tilted his head, his fingers gripping and relaxing over and over in the mess of white hair with the heroes movements. “..gaa… goddamn it..” He whispered exhaling heavily as he looked back down at him. He licked his lips at the sight of Simon the same, looking between those shadow eyes and the movement of his tongue against his blue flesh. He cock throbbed against the heroes wet pink muscle as it curled around it’s sensitive rim. The clones hands scooted further back into Simon's hair, holding his head as he shifted his hips up pushing his cock back into his mouth with light but greedy force.

The hero’s eyes widened a little as he was pulled forward so harshly, his mouth quickly opened to accept the length of the clone’s cock. “Mmfmff-” He said at first and then leaned forward just as eagerly sucking Vice’s length in as far as he could, loving that the other man was enjoying what he was doing to him. Simon's eyes closed as he concentrated on pleasing the villain. He held onto his slender hips and pulled back and in a rapid motion he started to move down, taking all of that delicious flesh into his warm mouth, then pulling back in the same pace. His mouth was watering from the need to feel and taste so much of him that Simon had to swallow it back. Down and in then back and out. He lifted the clone’s hips a little as he moved his mouth down, so he could help push his cock in.

His fingers tightened in his hair as he moved just as eagerly against him as Vice wanted him to. He moved his right hand back to the couch, pressing against it for better support for his movement as he shifted his hips forward with Simon grabbing at them and he loved it. Simon made it obvious he enjoyed doing what he was doing, just like he said and Vice moaned heavily in response just thinking about that. He wants me to feel this way, he wants to hear me, he wants to make me cum. Oh god the words coursing through his mind only riled him up further.  ”Simon..” He panted as he watched and moved with the hero. “..you’re going to… make me cum..”

His dark eyes opened to look up at the clone as he said what he did, and if he could have smiled he would have. Hearing that he was doing so well only encouraged him further. He sucked harder than before as he pulled his head back, letting the clone’s cock fall from his mouth with a slurping sound he swallowed down the flavors in his mouth and he licked his lips. “Good. Do it.” He said in a challenging tone. “Cum for me, cum hard in my mouth.” He said in a firm voice as if it were an order. “I want it.” Was his last words before he leaned forward and once again started to suck as hard and fast as before, He had told the clone that he would give him what he wanted as reward and he was a man of his word. He wanted that sweet nectar that he knew was building inside of the villain. Just thinking of it made his body ache, he shifted again against the floor, his own length was stiff against his pants and he ignored it for the moment. He would tend to that a little later.

The clones golden eyes widen slightly with Simon's words and the way he said them. He wants it and Vice wanted to give it to him. He had wanted to watch but the power behind the pleasure he could only lean his head back further, closing his eyes and his mouth unable to close. Each time Simon took him in so deeply it sent lightning all over his body. “..fuck fuck.. ” He whispered breathlessly. “..fuck, Simon..” More words tangled with moans and the clone leaned forward his other hand back onto the heroes head, shifting through his stands and holding onto him. His long torso curled around as he lowered his face towards Simon, his eyes still squeezed tightly closed. “I wa… I want to.. I want to.. you make me…fuck, fuck, Simon.. please..” More fast whispers building up so fast to that edge before he was getting pushed over it. His body tensed, his fingers dug into the hero and he held on tight, pushing his head down as he started cumming.

Damn, he didn't expect him to cum so soon. But he should have, the way that he was going at the villain so roughly, sucking so sweetly at his cock, he knew just how it must feel. How the build up was so hard to hold back when you wanted it so badly. Simon moved his head down, taking in the clone’s length as he came, swallowing down that sweet flavor that he wanted, in a way it was his reward as well. His hands lowered Vice’s hips as he followed with his head. His lips wrapped around the clone’s cock, and his tongue moving against the underside to help soak up all the cum that he could. He started to rub the side of the clone’s hips slowly as he savored the taste. ‘That’s good, cum in my mouth, use me as your little toy.’ he thought wickedly to himself.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck. His body was so tensed as he finished, letting Simon swallow down what the clone gave in his orgasm. He had held his breath as he came then let it out with hard pants to follow and becoming aware of his racing heart. He held still a moment, the pleasure rushing down every inch of him before it was fading slowly. His body begged to relax and he did, easing back against the couch, his fingers relaxing in those white strands and he had to lick at his lips. Those golden hues peeked out at Simon as he focused on the feeling of throbbing in his head, chest and crotch. He smirked a little, biting his lower lip.

Simon swallowed down the rest of Vice’s cum, then backed away letting his cock slip from his mouth. He gave a final slow and soft lick to the tip of him before he looked up at the villain with a grin. He lifted his body up until he could get to the clone’s mouth and he gave him a long lingering kiss before backing away. “There’s a good boy.” He whispered against his lips.

The clone shuddered at the low soft lick against his sensitive inches. He closed his eyes the moment Simon pressed his mouth his but when he pulled back and whispered those words Vice grinned. His hand lifted quickly to wrap around the back of the heroes neck and he pushed his lips back onto Simon's, shoving his tongue inside where his cock had just been. He sounded hotly into the heroes mouth as he kissed him back.

He opened his mouth once again as the clone forced his way inside this time with his tongue. And when he moaned so hotly, the hero pushed against him and kissed back just as eagerly. Loving that Vice was still wanting more. And the hero wasn't done with him just yet. Simon moved one hand to his pants and started to tug them down. There was still the other part of the reward that he had to give, and honestly his own cock was aching so badly. He sucked on the tongue that was thrust into his mouth loving that the villain didn't mind his own taste, he pushed hard against his lips as he kissed him. Always wanting to leave a little pain behind so the clone would remember it later.

He enjoyed the forcefulness behind Simon's lips and when he felt him tugging on his pants he helped, pushing them down with his shorts. Once they were low on his legs he pulled his legs free. He parted their mouths with a heavy pant and wetting his lips. “..fuck me…” He sucked in a quick breath “..as hard as you can..” He demanded in a warm whisper onto Simon's lips, his own hands reaching out to quickly undo the heroes pants.

He groaned softly against the villains mouth as he told him to fuck him hard. He wanted to do that so badly and when Vice started to unbuckle his pants he moved his hands and didn't waste his time pulling his pants down, he moved his mouth away from Vice’s and then pushed the clone down onto the sofa. He free’d himself and holding his cock in his hand he closed his eyes for a moment, fuck he was aching so much. Simon lifted his other hand to his mouth and then stopped as he looked down at Vice, instead he reached his hand out, pressing his long fingers against the clone’s lips and ordered, “Suck.”

His heart started beating hard again as he was pushed down and Simon crawled onto the sofa over him. He didn’t hesitate when the hero told him to suck, he watched those dark black eyes as he first let his tongue slip out, pressing flat against Simons fingers then moved his head forward to push them into his mouth.

He moved his fingers softly against the clones tongue. The feeling was making his cock twitch in his hand and he moaned a loud for Vice to hear. “Y-yeah, good…that’s good.” he said and swallowed before he pulled his fingers from the other man’s wet mouth. He reached down between the clone’s legs and rubbed his wet fingers between his cheeks. The hero positioned himself a little better before he moved his hips down and forward, he placed the head of his length against that wet spot of the clone’s ass and rubbed softly. He’d never been very good at teasing for long, as it was so hard not to just take what he wanted.But he was finding that he was starting to enjoy its effects. He bit his lower lip as he looked down at first what he was doing and then up the length of the clone and into his eyes.

Vice laid back, watching Simon only for a moment before his eyes closed to the warm wet sensation against his sensitive entrance. He made a low sound before his eyes opened again to look at the hero. Feeling that warm thickness press between his cheeks made him want it so much more and he swallowed against a tightening throat. Goddammit Simon looked so sexy when he bit his lip, his long white strands hanging loosely around his tan face and when his eyes met with the clones he quickly looked away with a warm purple tint dawning his face.

He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Shit it was hard to do this when he was so fucking hard right now. He saw the clone look away and the flush on his face and he chuckled a little. Leaning down over him he pushed against his entrance slowly until the tip of him was inside. Fucking hell he was so slender and tight. He stopped moving for a moment to close his eyes and take another breath. He felt his heart beating quickly against his chest and his body screamed for him to fuck the other man senseless to reach its climax. But seeing that warm blush made him pull together what resistance he might have to hold back just a little bit more “Whats wrong, Vice?” He’s voice came out husky and a bit strained as he continued to stare down at him.

The clone shuddered a breath in when he felt the intrusion, his brows tilting weakly at the pressure and his mouth opened, to which he quickly bit his lip to keep it closed. His hands had found their way on Simon's sides and his fingers now gripped at his top, tugging slightly. Oh how badly he wanted him to keep going, to feel every last inch inside. He glanced at Simon only to look away again then close his eyes, his face growing warmer. “Shut up.” He whispered weakly.

He clinched his teeth together as he continued to force his cock inside of the clone’s ass. He pushed and pushed until he couldn't get himself in any farther. He let out another strained breath as he moved his lips over Vice’s exposed ear, “You should look at your King while he fucks you.” He said in a teasing voice, loving that the blush got darker on the other man’s face. He leaned back a little, wrapping his arms under each of Vice’s legs and he slowly started to pull his thick length from the tightness of the villains ass.

It was obvious in his face of the tightness he was feeling, it hurt but felt so amazing at the same time. He managed not to whimper though it wanted to come naturally. Simon felt bigger than the clone remembers every new time he fucks him. His brows tilted further in such a helpless manner when Simon said what he did, his mouth opened and he groaned slowly. Fuck why does he have say that.. and sound like that.. it riled him up so badly. He opened his eyes when Simon was moving back a little and the clones legs were being lifted, his hands moving down to the couch and his head pressed into it feeling the thickness slip slowly from him. “..fuck..”

There was that face he wanted to see. The smugness was fun but it was oh so addicting to see that look of pleasure and weakness on the villain. “Fuck…fuckfuck you’re so goddamn tight. Ahh…fff….” Simon licked his lips as he looked down and watched his length as he slipped from the clone’s ass. Fuck, how could he fit inside of him? And yet it was so tight and hot he couldn't keep from forcing his cock back inside of the clone. He pulled Vice’s legs towards him as he pushed a little harder than he meant and had to bite his lip and pause again before he pulled out halfway and shoved himself back inside.

The clone huffed out quickly as he was forced back into. “Oh fuck!” He whispered out quickly in a hard exhale. It hurt in the best fucking way, being filled to quickly by such thickness. “..yes, fuck..” His hands gripped at the parts of the couch he could touch. His inches growing hard again with each forceful push inside.

He grinned as he heard the clone’s words. Moving his hands from Vice’s legs he reached down and wrapped his fingers under the other man’s torso, still inside of him he pulled him forward and up onto his lap. Shifting to a more comfortable position, where he could go as deep as possible inside of him, and still be able to touch him. “And now I can kiss you.” he said and then did just that, moving his mouth down to press against the villains in a quick kiss.

Vices eyes widen when he felt Simon pull him from the couch. His hands reaching out to grab the heroes shoulders and looking confused for a moment but all was clear when he was kissing him. His legs tightened around Simon's middle as he shifted against his lip feeling so tender where the heroes cock filled him tightly. He breathed heavily onto his lips.. “Good..”

He could do more than kiss actually. Simon pulled his mouth away so he could reach down and grab the clone’s shirt. He lifted it up, tugging it off of him. “Yess…” He said as he looked down and ran his hands over the clone’s torso. “You’re so fucking slim, but muscled at the same time.” He was impressed with his physique, and not to mention how well he was able to fit inside of him. He moved his hands up again and slid up the sides of his neck. He pulled Vice forward and kissed him a few quick times before moving his mouth to pay attention to his neck where he’d left his marks earlier. He kissed him there softly before giving him a small bite, fuck he loved doing that. Simon started to rock their bodies, he moved his hands under the clone’s ass so he could lift him up and down off of his cock.

He lifted his arms when he realized Simon wanted his shirt off, and he watched Simon looking over him with some strange embarrassment despite the compliment. His arms move to wrap around the heros shoulders and neck as he pulled him forward and kissed him. He flicked his tongue against the heros lips before his mouth moved to the clones neck and he couldn’t stop the whimper this time. Every time he bit him it felt like he was being claimed. His fingers of his right hand dug into the back of Simons hair and he tugged lightly, the sensation of being brought up and down on his cock was overpowering. His eyes rolled back and he leaned his head forward besides Simons.

Simon lifted him up faster and brought him down on his cock, forcing himself inside of the villains ass. He found this position to be a bit better as it was easy to lift Vice up and lower him down again. Simon lifted him again and then down, going faster and feeling how tight he was around his length. He started to pant hot breaths against the side of the clone’s face. Unable to keep sounds from joining as the pleasure was building quickly. He’d denied himself for longer than usual perhaps and that was why it felt as if he was so badly in need of release. Each time he brought Vice down to push his cock up inside of his warm tight center it was sending shocks of pleasure through his body. “V-Vice-mmf…fuck..oh fuck you’re tight so- fucking tight.” He had to close his eyes, his mouth open as he concentrated on how fucking good the other man felt all around him.

He made sounds into Simon's ear as the hero moved his long blue body against him, filling him again and again. Every time he pushed the clone down it sent a shot through him of pleasure and his arms curled tighter around Simon. His cock throbbed painfully between their bodies with each thrust and he whined against Simon's lobe. “..I’m made this way..” he panted warmly, his words spoken slowly. “..so perhaps my king.. will fuck me all night long..”

His brows tilted up weakly and it was his turn to make a whimpering sound. “Ahh fuck…"He bit his lip, goddamn he’d like nothing more than to give him what he wanted. His face was growing warm just thinking about the nickname that he’d gotten. Somehow promoted from Prince to King, and it excited him in the worst way to hear that. He pulled Vice down harder on top of him, filling his tight ass up all the way once again. "If that’s….what my knight wishes.” He managed to say in-between harsh breaths, shit he was so close already, his whole body was hot and he felt that pressure driving him to lift the clone faster and bring his sweet body down harder, thrusting to reach that goal that would leave him shaking. “So be it."

”..god yes..” He whispered quickly in response, it was exactly what his knight wanted. His legs and arms clung tightly around the hero as he moved Vice so forcefully against him and the clone moaned, how he moaned, with every breath and thrust. “ahh.. fuh.. f-fuck me..” He said in a shaky tone. “I want it Simon.. please.. ” He begged. “..please..” So weak sounding into the heros ear. “..I’m yours to fill..” His hand crawled up the back of Simon's neck into his hair and grabbed a handful, pulling.

“FUCK” The shit he was saying, and that damn voice of his…so weak and begging for the hero to fill him. He wanted to do so badly. When the clone grabbed his hair he felt a fast shiver move through his body and down to where he was buried inside of the clone’s ass. “Vice-!” He growled out as he forced the clone onto his hard cock. Fuck he was so close to cumming…any..second now…“Ahhh- ffuck..I will I’ll-..fill you up…” He breathed out against the clones neck, opening his mouth to bite him harder than he had before. Close..he was so..- “Fuckfuck-ahh…a- Vice…” He breathed out heavy breaths against the clone’s neck as his body stiffened for a moment and his fast thrusts slowed a little. He shot hot streams of cum inside of Vice’s ass, filling him as they both wanted. He held the other man still, holding him down with his cock deep inside as he finished.

His own teeth clenched together when he felt Simon's bare down on his blue skin so painfully good. His fingers tangled in the heroes hair pulled harder to the bite and he buried his face into the crook of Simon's neck and shoulder trying to hold back how loud he wanted to sound but failing, he was being fucked too hard to hold back anything. “Ahhh.. ! y-yes, fuck, fuck.. ” He was going to be so sore, so deliciously sore. With his whole body tense and tight, holding still as he let Simon fill him just as he begged for, whimpering softly into the heroes neck. “..goddamn it..Simon..” he said in a small voice.

God, he loved to hear him beg for it. Sounding so weak and needy. He lifted him up a little and then pulled him hard down on his cock one more time, feeling satisfied. Simon’s heartbeat was still hammering against his chest as he relaxed into the clone. His hands rubbed slow circles on either side of his ass, fuck he came so hard into him- it just felt too tight, too hot and too good inside of the villain, Vice made it hard to hold himself back. He licked against the purple bruise that was on the clones neck, he could see his teeth marks in the other man’s flesh. Simon frowned a little, he hadn't meat to bite him that hard. He kissed up the side of his neck and gave the bottom of his ear a kiss too before he moved back to look down at the clone. “How’s it feel?” He asked, his hands squeezing the clones ass to emphasize what he meant. 

The clone gave a quick gasp with that last thrust, panting softly. Vice slowly lifted his face and tilted his head as he felt Simon kissing up the side of his neck. His own body calling out in so many places, soreness, pleasure, ache and sensitive. He sighed heavily, his tender entrance could feel the heart throb on Simon's cock. His fingers eased and relaxed, now massaging the back of the heroes hair gently. “Sore.. but..” he sighed again with a moaning sound. “..good.”

He grinned as he puled back a bit so he could look down at Vice. “Mmmm…so very good. What was that you said about..fucking you all night?” He asked innocently and then added, “I can’t bounce back as fast as you can but give me a little bit and I’ll be ready for round two.” He moved slowly and lifted the clone up, letting his sensitive member slide from Vice’s ass, Simon closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. “Mmmff….” He whined feeling his body throbbing from its release even more now. When they separated he moved him back down adjusting his position a little, and his dark eyes opened slowly.

Vice didn’t even recall everything he had said because he was just pouring out things that came to mind without even giving them a second thought and he blinked a little wide eyed at Simon. “Uuuhh..” He also said nervously before he felt himself being pulled out of and he shuddered a breath at the sensation. He licked his lips a bit, oh how tender he was, he could feel it so well now and he shifted a bit. “Well.. umm..” His eyes glanced around a bit as if looking for an excuse for saying what he did.

“Yes?” He asked slowly, his grin growing wider like a cat that had gotten into the cream. He moved one hand away from the other man’s ass and lifted it to touch the tip of Vice’s cock. He swirled a finger in soft circles there as he waited for an answer.

Vices gold eyes turned down when he saw Simon reach for him and those golden hues shot back up to look into those deeply dark pools of Simon's, looking weak to the touch. He took in a sharp inhale and let it out slowly, his brows tilting in his weakness and one of his hands moved to grab Simon's that was touching him there. “I, uh.. …” He groaned a bit then moved the heroes hand away and shifted, scooting back and pulling his legs from around Simon to slowly get up. “It’s fine.. that was.. fine. I uh.. I just need a shower or something.” He cleared his throat, picking up his clothes, holding it like a bundle in front of his hips.

Simon watched the clone’s reaction curiously as Vice moved his hand away from his cock he frowned. When Vice scooted away and got off of him and then said what he did holding his clothes up like he was the hero gave a small frustrated huff. “Fine?” He was almost offended. “It was fine was it?” He stretched his body out leisurely not caring to cover a damn thing as he almost glared at Vice.

He huffed back. “You know what I meant!” He rolled his eyes and shook his head as he backed up away from the sofa, not wanting to turn around, Vice wasn’t sure why he hated being completely naked but he at least like having shorts on. He stuck his tongue out before disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. He winced a little, he didn’t know what was more sore, his ass or his neck. He reached up to rub lightly at the mark Simon left behind, then hurried to check it in the mirror. “augh… I don’t think my shirt can go up that high.. ” He pouted.

Simon’s eyes followed Vice until he disappeared into the bathroom. He smiled to himself thinking how cute it was that the clone was acting all shy. Shaking his head he stood up and stretched, cracking his joints he thought about making food but then decided on getting a glass of water. He went to the kitchen and did just that, pouring the liquid into a cup he lifted it to his lips and gulped greedily. “Ahhh….” He said as he finished and then looked back to the bathroom door. A thought occurred to him and he set the cup down in the sink.

The clone set his bundle of clothes onto the toilet lid before moving over to the shower and leaning down, ouch, to turn it on. He lifted a hand under the water waiting for it to get warm. When it did he closed his eyes for a moment, it felt so good.  After everything they’ve been doing he needed something relaxing. He slowly stepped inside closing the curtain and letting the water pour over him. His eyes closed again, such heaven, leaning his head back. He did wince slightly when the water hit the tender spot on his neck but relaxed again as he got use to the hot water.

He came into the bathroom, opening the door softly and then closing it as soft. He reached a hand up and moved his bangs back away from has face as he smiled. He walked up to the shower and peeked inside to see Vice’s back to him. He moved the curtain aside enough and then got in with him. “Scoot over a little.” He said as he did so, the water running down the side of his body.

“W-what!” The clone was somehow surprised, he looked at Simon with angry almost confused eyes.

“You heard me.” Simon said as he pulled the curtain behind him making sure it was secure. He ducked his head under the hot water as he got behind the villain.

He did move only because the golly tan giant was taking the water from him. He glared over his shoulder but refused to turn around, only crossed his arms over his chest. “You seriously couldn’t wait til I was done?”

“Is it that big a deal?” He asked as his hair got soaked and he ran his hands thorough it. God the hot water felt like heaven on his back and neck. “You’re not the only one covered in sweat and cum,” He leaned down over the clone’s shoulder and added, “My brave Knight.”

He turned away, facing the wall when Simon called him that, more so to avoid him seeing him blush. It was different when it was said in the heat of the moment but now Vice felt the embarrassment of it. “Shut up..” He said with no force.

He smiled at the reaction he knew the clone would give. “I like when you’re quivering in pleasure and saying my name you know. Its really hot.” Simon admitted as he looked around and found the soap and a loofah. He lathered it up and then reached out to softly move it against Vice’s shoulder and down his back.

Oh how that made his face worse, he refused to say anything but he did tense when he felt Simon press the loofah against him but when it was slid down his back he eased again because it felt so good.

He continued to move down the clone’s back and when he reached his ass he cupped it with his hands, wiping soap in circles before continuing up his back and to his shoulders. When he reached his neck he looked down at the dark bruise that he had made and he frowned again. He lifted up a soapy hand and ran a finger softly around the mark. “Sorry I- I shouldn't have bit you so hard.” He said in a low tone.

His eyes closed and he winced only a little as his ass was cupped. The clone did lean back slightly feeling Simon move up to his shoulders. He peeked his eyes open glancing toward the shoulder closest to the heroes hand that touched his neck then slowly looked at Simon. He seemed almost confused that Simon seemed bothered that he hurt the clone, well he hurt my ass too and he doesn’t seem to regret that! He bit his lip and looked away turning his head back towards the wall as he forced his words out. “Don’t be, I.. I liked it.”

“Of course. You said so- it was fine.” He repeated the words again this time his tone was light and teasing. He continued to was at the clone’s body, it was interesting that he was allowing him to do this. He moved the loofah over his neck softly and then the front of his chest, Simon stepped up closer behind the clone so he could reach around to the front of his chest and move the loofah back and fourth, soaping him all up.

He rolled his eyes as Simon threw his words back at him. He sighed slowly “It was more than fine..” He admitted reluctantly but he was easing back and relaxing as he felt Simon all over his body. When the hero moved closer the clone leaned back against him, his tall body was so warm and the water coursed between them. He titled his head to the side, resting it back against Simon's shoulder. He kept his mouth closed but the sounds hummed out from his throat and behind his lips, it was obvious how much he was enjoying this.

Simon was surprised at how lax the villain was being. He had expected some resistance, from the way Vice had wanted to make a fast escape to the bathroom. But this was better, he liked that he was giving into it finally. Maybe things were making sense for the clone, regardless he liked seeing the soap run against that smooth blue skin. “Oh, was it?” He asked in a light tone, his arms wrapping around Vice as he moved lower on his body lathering up his stomach and then gently running his soapy fingers over the clones cock.

He closed his eyes to the attention, letting out a soft moan. His own hands lifted to touch Simon's as he moved them over his body and down to his length. “..yes..” He whispered out and peeked his eyes open to look down, wanting to see soap tan fingers caressing his blue inches.

He gave the clone’s cock a soft tug as he heard what he said. “That so…and was I too rough?” He wondered if perhaps he was, the other man was so much more slender than he was…even more slender than a woman. And yet there were muscles that moved under the surface of that soft blue skin, and he was mesmerized by them. His fingers worked at the Vice’s length as he felt the villain rest against him. That’s good, just relax and let me make you cum again. He thought darkly.

He turned his face a little, glancing up at Simon while the obvious weak pleasure shown on his expression. “..no..” He answered softly. How could it be so relaxing and exciting at the same time as the hero touched him like he did. His eyes fluttered closed, his fingers gripped helplessly against Simon's hands, shadowing their movement as they held onto them.

He chuckled softly as his hands moved faster against the clone’s cock, he was in truth jealous that Vice could get hard again so quickly. He wondered just what that would be used for in his race, maybe they were built to please their partners no matter what, hm? The hot water ran down over his back and shoulders, flowing down his chest and against the soapy villain’s body. He smiled down at the clone as he was looking up at him. “I’m glad.” He replied.

The clone shifted against Simon's body, it felt so hot between them and the water. He pressed into him, his hands encouraging the heroes. ” ..ooh.. ” he whispered “..don’t stop.” With his eyes closed he focused purely on how it felt, those fingers sliding so smoothly along his hard inches, it throbbed with urge in Simon's hands.

He switched to using one hand as the clone said what he did. Using his right hand now he pumped at Vice’s cock, stroking out the heat inside of him that he knew was building. His left hand wrapped his fingers around the clone’s hand that was mirroring his and he held it against the villains torso. “As my Knight commands….” He said as he leaned over the other man, his lips caressing the side of his face. “I want you to cum for me.”

When he felt Simon's hand around his cock move a little faster he removed his own hand from it and brought it back to touch the heroes leg behind him. He tensed against Simon's body, brows tilting in that weak way and begging. “..don’t.. say things like that..” He took in a deep breath as if his body needed more air in the mist of their heat.

“Why not? I cant tell how much you like when I do.” He said, letting his thumb run over the tip of the clone’s cock as his hand reached it. He squeezed his fingers as he pumped harder and faster, pulling a bit roughly at the other man’s length. The soap helped him keep up a good pace and the water was falling from his hair in slow drops as he kept it out from under the shower head.

He could feel his heart and breathing starting to pump harder with the attention Simon was giving him. He only whined in response, turning his face away and his fingers squeezed at the heroes leg. “…just……just because..” he managed to get out.

He kept going the same pace for a few more strokes and then he slowed down giving two soft pumps and then a few rough ones. He just hated that he loved it so much. Simon knew the feeling all too well. And probably because it made that pretty purple huge darken his sexy blue face. He grinned wickedly and pumped harder and faster at the clone’s cock again. “Vice.” He said as huskily and full of dark pleasure as he could against the clone’s ear. “I want it…give it to me.” He ordered. “Cum for me.”

Goddammit, that voice and what he said and of course his name being said, it all drove that urge up so high. His mouth hung open as he panted, his hips jerking slightly to the movement against his cock, rocking back and forth into Simon's thrusting hand. Vice turned his head away, that blush so thick now, it was just too hot in here, he felt like he could melt. “..ghah… f-fuck..” He shuddered, it was all building too fast already. Just the idea Simon was standing behind him, touching him, stroking him and ordering him to cum for him, it was too much. The clone pressed his head back into the heroes shoulder as his orgasm came forward harshly, his whole body tensed and his breath held, whimpering as he did.

There it was, ohhh fuck how he loved when Vice couldn't hold himself back and he thrust against his hand. Simon held onto his cock as he came, watching eagerly as he shot streams of cum out against his hand and the shower. He gave him a few more strokes as he came, making sure to pump out all that he’d give. He laughed again, and moved his lips over Vice’s cheek. He gave him a soft kiss and said , “That’s a good boy.” He slowly let go of the clones other hand and then removed his right hand from his cock. Holding it up he frowned almost sadly seeing all of Vice’s cum mixed with soap. “Such a waste, should’ve been my mouth.” He sighed and then moved his hand under the water to wash it off.

He let out his breath, panting quickly with those last few strokes, the pleasure coursing all over his body. “..gah.. god.. ” he managed to get out. His head was spinning in the heat and the after wave of his orgasm. Leaning his head forward a bit as he felt Simon let go of him, he swallowed and slowly looked at him. He huffed and smirked weakly. “What?… you.. really like it huh?”

He grinned, “Of course.” he shrugged and then gently moved aside to let the hot water wash over Vice, since he’d been taking it up while they fooled around. Simon licked his lips just thinking about earlier when his mouth had been around the clone’s cock and he’d gotten such a sweet treat when he came. “You taste good.” He admitted as he looked down at Vice.

He did take advantage of the water, washing away the soap among other thick substance and he gave Simon a unsure expression. He slowly grinned as he turned, reaching up and slipping his hand around the heroes neck and pulling his face towards him. “You don’t taste too bad yourself..” He said playfully before kissing him.

He didn’t hold back as he leaned into the clone’s pull, his mouth pressed back against Vice’s and he reached out to wrap his hands around the other man’s body, pulling him closer. His mouth opened and he pushed his tongue out between the clone’s lips. Simon lifted a hand to hold the side of Vice’s face as he pulled back a bit. “You flatterer you.” he grinned and then gave him another kiss.

He grinned a little more against Simon's lips before pulling back slightly himself. Of course he would like flattery, so did the clone, one of the many common areas they shared. He looked over him, lifting his other hand to brush back his dripping bangs. “You look really sexy with your hair wet and slick like this..”

Simon lifted his eyebrows up as he looked up at his hair when Vice moved his hair back. “Ehh…reminds me of one of those greaser guys, or perhaps-” He glanced down at Vice. “A punk.” and stuck his tongue out at him playfully.

He swallowed back the flavor when Simon removed his mouth, grinning up at him with an arched brow. “Why? Do you think I could possibly do something..evil?” He didn’t ask as he just took the loofah away from the hero. “I can’t believe you would think so badly of me.. I’m purely innocent.” He joked as his eyes turned down from Simon's and instead looked down his tan body before he started washing him.

Simon’s face was surprised again as the loofah was taken away from him. He looked down at his empty hands and then moved them aside as Vice started to wash him. “Ouu, look who’s getting the royal treatment now.” He teased. “And I don’t believe you’ve ever been innocent, Vice.” He said with a smirk.

He paused a moment as if thinking it over then shrugged looking up at Simon. “I donno, I was pretty innocent when I thought I was Megamind.” He looked back down, studying that tan skin and the muscles under it. He could admire it closely this way with the excuse of washing. He moved it down the heros stomach and hips, then around to one side, tilting his head and looking at those thighs. So much thicker than his own.

“Really? I havent had much of a chance to speak with him.” He said as he followed the clones movements with his eyes and then turned his head a little to continue as he moved to his side. “You know, I havent always looked like this.” He laughed recalling his awkward phase when he was still coming into his body.

The clone looked up at him. “No?” He slowly looked back down as he washed the other side of him.

“No, heh. I was a string bean with nothing but rising height when I was a kid.” He admitted. “Well, in this body anyways.”

What he said made him curious. “You grew up in this body?”  He slowly stopped, looking up at him.

Simon raised an eyebrow as he looked down at Vice. “Well yeah, what do you think they just shipped my ass up here from the demon realm in such a rockin’ human body?” He gestured to himself. “Hell no, I was birthed and I have a human family- the whole nine yards.” He shook his head. “I took over some soul’s slot into the human realm.” Who knew where the soul ended up? He had no clue how shit worked in the other realm where bodies and souls were decided upon.

His scientific mind lit up to that. “Where you fully aware when you were a child??” He was so interested he had stopped washing, then noticed it, looking down at his hand holding the loofah. He encouraged Simon to turn around with his other hand.

“Uhh..yes and no.” He said as he turned around, and here is where it was a bit tricky. He still didn't fully understand it but he tried to explain. “When I was a birthed as a human baby- I couldn't do anything, talk walk move, I was just a baby but I did remember her. I think its a her...that pure soul I’m searching for. I remembered that I had given up everything for this chance.” He thought about how frustrating it was growing up and not having all of his memories. “I suppose I didn't remember everything until I was a teenager.” He shrugged. “I knew my objective for the most part and I knew that I wasn't really human. But all of what happened to me and what I did in the demon realm when I was a demon- It didn't come back to me until puberty. That’s when stuff started to filter in I suppose."

The clone continued to wash him when he turned for him, listening as he also admired his backside. “Mmhmm..” He looked longingly how lovely his body curved, dipped and moved.  ”That’s interesting.. were you bothered getting all your memories back?” He asked as he washed the back of Simon’s neck and shoulders.

He grew quiet for a few moments and just enjoyed feeling Vice’s hands moving over his body and soaping him up. Thinking about the question he’d asked. Simon never really talked to anyone about any of this before. He finally answered, ”…a little.“ in a soft tone.

He got Simon to turn back to him, his gold hues looking up into those dark eyes of his. “..how did it feel?” He asked as nicely as he could but he was curious, it was a very interesting concept of a demon being in place of a soul. He backed up a little and pulled Simon into the water to wash him off.

He gave a short laugh as he was pushed into the stream of hot water. He lifted his hands up and ran them through his hair and then slowly over his body, joining the clones hands as they ran along his tan skin. "It felt terrible.” He said softly as he recalled what had gone through his mind when everything fell into place. “You think that it wouldnt, being as this isnt my first host body but. It was like I was put into this tiny body that could be harmed so easily.” It took a lot of getting used to once he was completely himself again. And yet all of his memories of being a human and growing up as one were there, and so he hand to fight against them until he was able to accept it. “I…I guess I still feel out of place sometimes.”

Once they were both washed clear the clone reached to turn off the water, it was running out of hot anyway. He pulled the curtain back and quickly grabbed a towel hanging near by and wrapped it around his waist before even getting out of the shower, again not feeling completely comfortable totally naked. “Is that when you got your powers?” He asked, reaching to grab a second towel and hand it to him.

“Ohh how did you know?” he asked in a light tone now as he was handed the towel. “Haha, yeah actually. Nice guess.” He took the towel and lifted it up to his hair to dry it. “Also when my hair turned white.” he added for good measure.

He rolled his eyes when Simon was being sarcastic. He stepped out of the tub, walking over near the sink and looked back at him. “What color was it before? Were you a redhead? ” He teased, twitching his brow.

He pulled the towel off of his head and shook his hair out. Lifting a hand he smoothed it back as he grinned at Vice. “No, calm your obsession for gingers will ya?” He teased back and then answered, “It was black.” with a shrug.

“Black is just as hot..” He smirked. “I wanna see you with black hair now.. you should dye it.” He turned to the sink and got out his toothpaste and toothbrush, he looked in the mirror as he applied it and started brushing his teeth.

He chuckled. “That was the first thing I tried to do when it turned white.” he said as he started to dry off the rest of his body. “The dye wouldn’t stay in.” He huffed recalling how frustrating that was when he was a kid. “Guess it doesn’t matter much now, I’m kinda used to the white anyways.”

He looked at him and arched a brow. That was very curious.. now he planned on finding a hair of Simon's and test it out, why wouldn’t dye stay in. He looked back at the mirror and finished brushing, spitting and washing his mouth out before rinsing it all down the drain. He grabbed his clothes and tossed them in the basket, deciding to get on more comfortable ones. “Yeah.. it suits you.” He said before leaving the bathroom.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and nodded at the clone. “Thanks.” He said as Vice left the bathroom. He wondered over to the sink to gargle some water and spit it out. Turning around he headed out to hunt for his clothes. His boxers weren't messed up anyways..his pants however..well…

Vice moved over to collect some new clothes by his shelves then glanced back at Simon. “Something wrong?”

“Nah.” he said with a wide grin. “My pants got a little messy when we fucked- I’ll just drive home in my boxers.” He said to Vice as he started to slip them on over his thighs and pull them up around his ass. He tucked his cock into place and then reached for his sweater.

The clone laughed as he turned back to his clothes. He first put on a pair of black loose pj pants and a white tank top. He hung the towel over the back of his computer chair and headed towards the kitchen. He needed something to drink, badly.

He put on his sweater and then looked down at himself. “Yeaaaa sure this’ll work.” He said and then walked over to the kitchen where Vice was. “You gonna make me a meal before I go, eh cutie?” He threw in the teasing name for fun.

The clone grabbed a water from the fridge and turned back, throwing one at Simon, just because he probably needed. “Hell no, I don’t cook.” He shut the door and uncapped the bottle, downing the water.

Simon caught the water and was grateful for it but, “How in the hell do you survive on sandwiches and Cheetos?” He asked seriously as he gave a whine in hunger. He looked down at the bottle of water angrily then huffed as he opened it up and drank half of it.

He finished the water, exhaling heavily with a sigh. “Oh yeah.” He smirked, tossing the bottom in the trash. “I donno, I’m just made so well I can run on anything?” He shrugged.

“Ugh.” He said and then finished off his water. “That doesn't sound like an option I’d even want. I like the flavors of food far too much.” He admitted. And then a thought occurred to him. “Hey, you got a phone right?”

He arched a brow moving slowly over to the counter and leaning on it. “Yeah why?”

“Give it here.” He held out a hand to Vice. “I wanna put my number in.”

“So what? I can call you whenever I’m ready to blow a load in your mouth?” He grinned wide as he teased but reached over near the wall where his keys and things were, fishing his phone out from beneath them and handing it to him.

“Ugh.SUCH a romantic, this guy.” He rolled his eyes as his voice dripped with sarcasm. “Maybe I should teach you a lesson or two, I’m sure the ladies would thank me.” He smirked at his version of ‘thanking’.

“Tsk.. I don’t talk that way to girls. Just you..” He gives him a wink as if Simon is so special he doesn’t actually get special treatment.

“I’m sure.” He added dryly and then pulled up the clone’s contacts and entered his name as a new one. “Simon Kai.” he said as he finished and then he sent himself a message before handing Vice the phone. “There, now I have yours too.”

Vice took the phone slowly, looking at it, laugh a little then putting it away. He turned to face the cabinets and started searching through them.

He lifted an eyebrow as he watched the clone curiously. “Looking for more Cheetos?” He asked.

“Nope.” He found what he was looking for and closed the door. He got a spoon out of a drawer then turned back to lean against the counter again. He had in hand a small unopened container of chocolate icing. He took the lid off and peeled back the seal. He took a small spoonful and licked a bit off of it as he looked up at Simon. “So you’re leaving then?”

“Ugh god-” He made a face in disgust as he watched Vice take the icing and eat it right out of the container. “That’s just…yeah yeah, I’m goin.” He moved to pull on his pants, leaving them unzipped and unbuttoned. He got up and walked over to the sofa to slide his feet into his shoes and then he reached down to grab his vest jacket. He turned to look back at the clone and he rolled his eyes before walking over to him. He leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The clone only grinned seeing Simon reaction. He was craving sugars, badly. He watched Simon disappear into the great room as he licked the rest of the chocolate off the spoon then watched him come back as he licked his lips. He put the spoon into his mouth as Simon walked over and looked a bit confused by the kiss but didn’t move away, only looked at him with lifted brows as he pulled the spoon slowly out.

He laughed a little as he looked at how silly the clone was eating the frosting the way he was. Shaking his head he turned around and headed out lifting his hand up to wave as he went. “See ya round,” He tilted his head to look back over his shoulder as he added, “...and thanks again.” Before he opened the door and headed out to his ride.

He rolled his eyes when Simon called him that but when he said Thanks the clone couldn’t help but smirk. When the hero was gone the clone looked around at the now quiet emptiness. “Science time!” He whispered to himself, rushing off to find a white piece of hair he could play with.

[ill-be-your-phantom]

Snuffing Out the Light

List of Simon and Vice threads

Simon wakes up cuddling Vice and enjoys teasing him relentlessly in the morning. Vice manages to get Simon’s powers back to him. Then the two devise a plan to meet up later to lure out the light-user who attacked the hero; and steal their powers. Wild hi-jinks ensue. Vice’s text is inset. No naughty action in this one.~

Vice was sprawled out, head back deep in his pillow, mouth hung open and drooling a bit at the corner and snoring lightly when morning was slowly turning into afternoon.

Simon had been awake for a few minutes and he was amused at how soundly the other man could sleep. He smiled and pulled him a little closer against his broad chest. “Damn, for such a slender guy- you’re really warm.” He breathed out heavily against Vice’s ear.

He made a discomforting sound as he was getting pulled from his sleep, instinctively turning his head away from the sound of someones voice. He groaned and tried to pull away in his hazy sleep fog.

He kept his hold on the clone as he was trying to move away. “You gonna sleep all day kitty cat?” He moved his head down and opened his mouth, taking the top of Vice’s ear between his teeth he gave the guy a soft bite to wake him.

The motion pulled Vice into reality quickly and his whole body jerking a little as his eyes opened and he glared angrily, though still obviously tired, at Simon as everything came into focus. “Goddamn it..” he grumbled out, lifting a hand to rub his eyes. “Why.. are you still.. here?” He asked slowly in a harsh morning voice.

“I thought it’d be nice for you to wake up to a lovely sight.” He grinned wide, meaning himself of course. “I didn’t realize you were such a good cuddler though.” He squeezed the clone’s body softly against his own body as he said this.

He rolled his tired eyes, sighing as he was squeezed. “One of the few times I’d wish I died in my sleep.”

“C'mon then- haven't we gotten past all this?” He sighed playfully. “I fucked you- you fucked me- I thought we’d made up?” He pushed off of the bed with one arm to sit up and look down at the clone.

“Yeah.. so what if we.. did that. Doesn’t mean you need to be in my bed..cuddling me.” He looked away quickly, wishing he had a good excuse like when he had been drunk with Megamind.

"Well- I figured…we’re mate’s now.” He lifted up his free hand and gave a half shrug as if it were obvious- or should be.

Vice knew what he meant but it still sounded weird and he looked back at him. He was still feeling conflicted, you would think he would be more open to that after everything that happened but that last wall had been built quickly and strong. Apart of him didn’t want to drop that last defensive feeling when it came to other guys. He sighed, shaking his head and got up. “Whatever.” He hurried downstairs, glaring at the floor as he headed towards the bathroom.

Simon frowned and watched the clone get up as he said what he did and head down the stairs. He peeked his head over the top and thought to himself that at least he hadn’t said ‘fuck off’ or some equivalent. The hero smiled, awww- they were buddies now. He stood up and stretched until his collarbone cracked and then he sighed happily.

He hated that he forgot to brush his teeth before going to bed, his mouth tasted horrible. He did that right after using the toilet. He watched himself in the mirror as his mouth got all foamy, he looked so disappointed to himself. He glanced down at the sink before he spat and washed his mouth out. “Bleh.” He sighed, glancing back up at himself. “Why did you allow this to happen..” He asked quietly to the mirror.

Having his powers back felt great Simon thought as he jumped off of the stairs and leaned back to float for a moment until he could easily touch the ground. He walked over to the kitchen area and opened the fridge to grab something to drink for himself and then looked around and decided to make breakfast. As usual he was starving, and his growling stomach wasn't letting him forget that.

Vice thought maybe a shower would help clear his mind. He started it up and soon got in. The hot water was always therapeutic for him but he didn’t want to stay in too long. He relaxed a bit, scrubbed off the shame of yesterday and got out. Patting himself dry, wrapping a towel around his waist and heading out of the bathroom towards the shelves near his desk.  

Simon had decided to make the clone food too, and he’d prepared scrambled eggs, sausage links and pancakes. He was sitting the food down and grabbing the butter as Vice came out of the bathroom. He lifted a hand up to run through is bangs as he said, “I’ve got breakfast if you’re hungry.”

Vice had picked up a few pieces of clothes, shifted around to see Simon after he spoke, looking at the food then at Simon. He looked so much more uncomfortable. Like a cat whose hair is standing up on its back. Cuddling. Now making breakfast. Fucking each other stupid, sure anyone can do that but this other shit was couple crap. He glared and turned away, unable to say anything as he walked off back to the bathroom.

He couldn’t help but laugh at Vice’s reaction. “Ok then I’ll go ahead and start without you.” he said loud and obnoxiously as he squirted a rather large amount of syrup onto his pancakes and licked his lips at the same time.

The clone was hungry, it did smell good but he didn’t want to eat it. It was like Simon winning at whatever bullshit game he was playing at. He huffed as he put on a black and orange baseball t-shirt and dark jeans. He looked so frustrated as he glared at the floor. He let out a light groan before hanging up his towel and leaving the bathroom again. He tried to play a stern irritated expression, he did his best to ignore Simon was even there as he walked into the kitchen area heading to the fridge.

“Mmmmm” Simon said as he watched Vice enter the kitchen. His mouth was full of pancake and egg. He swallowed and lifted a sausage link up to his lips. “Damn good, you sure you don’t want any?”

He continued to ignore him, taking a energy drink out of the fridge and cracking it open. He sipped on it before closing the door, Lilian came into the kitchen and started meowing, rubbing on Vices leg. He looked down at her before it dawned on him she was probably hungry. He fetched a small bag of cat food from one of the lower cabinets and filled up her empty bowl near the basement door.

He chewed on another bite and then swallowed as he watched the clone feed the cat. “You’re strange…you know that?”

“Says the soulless one.” He said without looking at Simon as he put the bag away. The cat now happily munching at her bowl. He sipped at his can again finally looking over at Simon.

He looked at him, flatly unamused at his sad attempt at the soulless jab he’d said. “Touche’.” He huffed and then lifted the glass of water up to sip at. He continued to stare at the other man for a few moments as he drank. “Ill go if you want.”

He glared at him. Reminded of how frustrating he was. How the clone didn’t know how to handle him. His lips tightened and he looked down, letting out a drawn out breath from his nose then slowly moved around the bar and sat down in front of the food Simon had made. He sat down his drink, glaring forward as he picked up a sausage link and bit into it.

Simon continued to eat his meal as he observed Vice. Strange was a good word for his behavior. Amusing was another, He smiled with the food in his mouth and swallowed down the eggs before he asked, “How is it then?”

He shrugged, unable to look at him as he continued to eat. “I’ve had worse.” Which in Vices way of giving a compliment without it sounding like one. It did taste good, really good and his stomach thanked him.

“Well, thanks very much.” He snorted then smiled, giving a small shake of his head as he looked down at his plate. He slathered a big forkful of pancakes into the syrup and then shoved it into his mouth.

Vice slowly turned his glance to Simon, still looking uncomfortable but it was fading a little. “Your stomach is an bottomless pit ya know.” He ate another link, he wasn’t as fond of eggs and pancakes were ok but Vice liked meat.

After he washed down his pancakes with water he smacked his lips then licked them before answering, “Yeah- s'weird, I would like to say it’s because of my powers- having them does exhaust me depending on how much I’m able to use around me.” He looked down at the food and then back up at Vice, “But honestly, when I got here…things just taste really fucking good.” he laughed. “You don’t wanna know what its like to eat where I’m from.” Taking up his fork he stabbed a sausage and lifted it up to much on.

The clones eyes turned down as he thought about what he said, picking up a fork and cutting into the pancakes. He glanced back at Simon. “What was it like, where you’re from?” He almost sounded hesitant to ask.

He thought about it for a moment. He hadn’t expected the villain to ask him. Frowning he answered, “Its a bit hard to describe but the closest I can think of is just…rotting flesh. There wasn’t a lot of spices or cooked meats and sweet breads in the Other World.” He smiled ruefully at the image of such things existing there. “Though, I suppose perhaps some of those pretty little bright souls had things like that beyond the gates.”

“No I mean, the world itself.” Meaning not just its food. Vice had always been too busy hating Simon to be curious about his origins.

“Oh.” he laughed then and looked away for a moment feeling silly. “I dunno how to describe it, just I guess a place where the lost and damned end up.” He shrugged. “It was like here,” he lifted a hand to gesture. “There were cities and things, just not as bright, sunshine and stuff like that- not really any of it. I guess think about it being cloudy or foggy all the time.” He tapped his fork on the plate feeling a bit nervous just remembering how everything looked. Everywhere he would turn would feel so empty and barren, even though he could clearly see things that were all around him. “The grounds were ash in a lot of the places I knew, the sky’s dark, the buildings of the cities were peeling away and full of decay. There weren’t any rules, it was pretty much orderly chaos. By that I mean, if you were the strongest you sort of ordered the chaos.” he laughed a bit at that and then looked back to Vice. “If you think the so-called-villains here are scary and intimidating…compared to what the demons did on the other side…the things I did- everything in this realm is such childs-play. Its like some sort of distant dream.”

Vice quietly ate as he listened to Simon explain the best he could, turning and looking down at his plate. No wonder things weren’t a big deal to Simon, well, one thing was. Losing his power. Obviously losing your power would be the worse thing in the world where he was from, because it was all that mattered. He glanced up, playing his fork on his lip as he thought about it. He decided not to prod further. “Well good thing you’re here then.” He smirked at Simon.

He smiled sincerely as he ate his last bit of food. “Yeah, damn glad…this tastes so good…” he closed his eyes as he savored the flavors.

The clone had only managed half of the plate Simon had made for him before he was full. He pushed the plate over to Simon, picking up his can and sipping from it as he smiled at the hero.

He was glad enough also that the clone had decided to eat his meal too, because really it wasn't a big deal. And he considered himself a pretty good cook, having practiced in his spare time and learning about all sorts of ways to prepare things. Simon dug into Vice’s leftovers quite happily. “Mmmm” He hummed to himself as he finished off the plate.

Vice took a longer drink of his can until it was finished. Sliding off the bar stool and moving to the trash to throw it away. He cracked his neck then his knuckles. He glanced back at Simon, rubbing at the side of his neck. “I want to get working on a remote for the core, then I’m going to track down the light user tonight.” He wasn’t sure what Simon had planned but he decided to tell him what Vice was wanting to do next.

He licked the fork and then his lips as he listened to the clone. “Yeah? Well I wanna head over to my place and uhh…get cleaned up a bit, and change.” he grinned as he looked down at his shirtless self, and then his dark eyes lifted back to Vice. “I could join you if you want?” To be truthful to himself he was a little worried about that thought…he had yet to encounter a light user so powerful as could nearly…and probably kill him if given the chance. He couldn’t let this body die- not yet. He still had a mission, a reason to exist. The pure soul...

The clone shrugged. “If you want, doesn’t matter. I’m use to doing stuff alone.” He moved to pick up the plates and any other dishes, putting them into the sink and filling it up with warm soapy water to soak.

He frowned and rolled his eyes as the other man’s back was turned. Lets try this again. “Do you want me to join you?” He asked rephrasing his question.

He paused a moment, glaring a bit. What the fuck, why would he ask that. The clone wasn’t going to admit that. He forced a scoff. “You’d probably just get in my way.”

“Probably.” he agreed easily and shrugged. “So, I’ll meet you back here in a few hours then.” He said as he stood up from the chair.

He glanced slightly over his shoulder at him, then turned back to start cleaning the dishes. “Yeah yeah. Get lost already.”

“Hmm…by the way…” He smiled slowly as a total devilish thought came to him and he quickly moved up behind the clone, wrapping his arms around him he gave him a kiss on the cheek. “The way you do house choirs is such a turn on!” he laughed.

He started to turn his face when he felt Simon come up behind him but when he kissed his cheek, it flared up just a bit and he growled out leaning away and giving the worse death glare. “Will you just go the fuck home already for fucks sake!”

He laughed more and kissed him again. "Ok then, I’ll see you in a little while, don’t miss me too much shorty!” Simon let him go and headed out towards the door.

"Augh!!” He pushed on Simon's face when he kissed him again. He glared harshly, if only he had laser vision. “You soulless piece of shit!”

He laughed as he walked outside and then slipped into the darkness, that familiar black and white universe that felt in between the threads of the realms, and he headed home.

Vice was finally able to really breathe now that he was gone. He finished cleaning up and got to work on a remote to control the core without being hooked up to the computer. He spent a few hours on it, it wasn’t too hard now that his program had cracked into it. He switched into his black and orange suit as he wanted for the program to finish installing in the remote he built.

After he’d gotten to his apartment he took a nice long shower and changed into a comfortable pair of slacks and long sleeved shirt. He pulled the sleeves up a little and grabbed a jacket to toss on over his broad shoulders since it was getting a bit chilly out lately. Simon decided he would save his strength until they were able to go against the light user and so he grabbed his keys to his car and headed out back towards Vice’s place. When he arrived he hopped out of his car and walked up to the door. It’d probably be polite if he knocked. So he did, “Housekeepinggg!” he said in a high pitched feminine voice as he knocked on the door.

It had been so nice and peaceful while Simon was gone and now the clone glared boredly at his screen as he heard the idiot knocking on the door. He closed his eyes as if to gather the strength it takes to deal with the hero then slowly got up. He made his way to the door and opened it, arching a brow and glaring at Simon. “What the fuck are you doing?”

His hands were in the pockets of his jacket and he smiled down at the clone. “Hi.” he said. “I was just being funny- I saw that in a movie once.” he shrugged.

His gold eyes narrowed at him. He absolutely hated himself for thinking Simon looked cute just then. “You’re not funny, you’re dumb.” His lips tighten and he turned away heading back to his computer. He leaned down as he used his mouse to finish the download then until the remote which looked almost exactly what it was called, like a TV remote but with a small screen at the top.

He was still smiling as he followed Vice inside. “Yeah yeah,” He said. Looking down at the computer the clone was messing with he asked, “So, what’s that for?”

He looked down at it. “It will control the core, be able to take powers and release them at the push of a button but I’ve also made it into my tracker. Because it’s able to harness power, it wasn’t hard to add to it so it can pick up traces of power left behind and follow it like a trail.” He glanced up at Simon. “I’m sure the trail from that alley way is too cold now.. we’re gonna have to find some way to even pick up a scent of their power. I checked the police reports, I didn’t find anything that seemed out of the ordinary.”

This thing would control the other thing…damn. “That’s pretty impressive.” He said to Vice and then thought about what he’d said about being unable to locate the light user. “Hmm…Suppose I could try to be bait.” He offered up. “Lure the culprit out.”

“Could be dangerous.” He arched a brow when Simon offered himself as bait.

He knew that and he shrugged. “Not like we have much of a choice. Might not even work…but it’s worth a shot.”

He looked down at the remote then back up at Simon, his brows furrowing slightly in some confusion. “Do you even know why this person is after you?”

He frowned, his brows drawing together as he tried to think of anyone he might know that could do this. “No, not really. I mean…unless its someone from Gotham that found out I was coming here…I’m still a villain there- so if they’re a hero in Gotham…you know?”

“You’ve deal with people like this? Light users?” It didn’t make a whole lot of sense. Why would someone want to come fuck with him if he turned sides in another city. A hero that doesn’t think Simon is really switched sides perhaps and wants to prove it?

“Yeah a few.” He frowned. “Not this person’s level though. Not a master level.” He sighed. “To be honest I’ve never been as wounded as I was the other day when you helped me…” He looked away from the clone as he recalled what had happened. “Course, I was a bit too cocky for my own good and that bastard got the upper hand too fast.”

The clone watched Simon's reaction, then glanced to the core resting on his desk. “That’s scary.” He said, meaning it. He picked up his pack putting both the core and the remote into it then fastened its one strap across his chest.

His gaze turned into a glare. “It shouldn’t have gotten to that point. I wont let it this time.” he looked back to the clone. “Ready when you are, I can change on the way. I suppose going to the city would be as good a bet as any to try and get this jerk-off lured out.”

He picked up his staff and hooked it to his belt, glancing up at Simon. “Not use to having someone more powerful than you, are you?” He smirked, he hated it too, without the time and effort to make the weapons and gadgets he needed a lot of supers were more powerful than him too, even his girlfriends and roommate had been, it sucked.

“You’re wrong.” he said still smiling, though it somehow held sadness and perhaps fear. “I’m all to used to others being far stronger than I.” Shaking his head he huffed a little. “I don’t want it to happen again.” He admitted.

Vices smirk faded as he looked at Simon and understood. He nodded and offered a dark grin. “It won’t. Whoever this fucker is, they won’t know what hit them.”

He snapped back to the present and blinked once or twice. “Yeah.” he agreed and give the villain a charming and grateful look. “Lets go kick their ass.” Simon said.

Vice and Simon headed out to the city. Vice had parked downtown, it was busy and he used his human disguise when they got out of the car and he looked at Simon. “How are we gonna flush them out?”

“I have zero ideas.” he laughed as he lifted a hand up and felt his powers flowing out of him. He was enveloped in darkness for a moment and the shadows swirled around him, pulsating as if they were sentient. When they moved slowly back inside of his hand he was as promised- in his ‘hero suit’. His mask firmly planted on his face, he turned to look at Vice. “I suppose I can just run around and do some good hero-y stuff eh?”

Vice crossed his arms, arching a brow at him. “Like what?”

“Oh you know,” He shrugged and leaned in towards Vice. “Chasing a certain cute blue clone around rather loudly for disrupting the city somehow…feel like breaking and entering?” He suggested.

Both brows lifted as he smirked crookedly. “You want me to make a scene?”

Phantom grinned wide echoing the clones smirk. “Ouuu- would you please?”

“Too easy.” He said as he turned away from the car, walking out towards the sidewalk and busy city street. He looked around until he spotted what he wanted. He walked up to a guy who was putting on his helmet as he sat on his motorcycle. Vice grinned wildly as the man turned to look at him, looking confused why this punk kid was approaching him but Vice didn’t give him time to ask. He shoved the man right off his bike and got on it, revving it up as he glanced back at Simon. The clone took off before the man could get to his feet, screaming angrily inside his helmet and chasing after.

Phantom laughed as he watched what the clone did, and that smug ass look he gave him. If they weren’t trying to catch someone who could easily kill him- he might be more excited. But being as things were like this he’d take what enjoyment he could get. He hopped out of the clone’s ride and decided he would have to get in front of him. He sank into the shadows near the vehicle and into that in between place where it was black and white, and moved quickly to head the clone off.

The clone reached and grabbed his staff, kicking it to the side and letting it extend and light up on the end as he moved through traffic. He suddenly turned down a smaller side, lined with restaurants and stores with lots of people. He let his staff drag on the street beside the bike, sparks flying as he spooked the people he zoomed passed. He knocked over a few chairs and tables that lined the sidewalk closest to the street, people were screaming and confused, trying to dodge out of the way.

“HAHAHA!” Phantom’s laugh was loud and echoed in the darkness all around as he moved up from the shadows right in front of where Vice was driving his stolen ride. “Boo!” he said as he held his arms open wide as if to catch the clone.

When Vice saw Simon popping out of the shadows like he knew he would he grinned wildly as he turned the bike to skid across the street sideways and the clone jumped off, letting the bike fall but continue to slide across the concrete right for Simon. Vice got to his feet quickly, his staff still in hand sparks biting at the air around it.

His eyes widened under his mask as the bike skidded on the road right for him. He jumped up and forward, rolling over the bike and into the street, slipping into the shadows as if he were diving into water. The bike screeched against the gravel until it hit the sidewalk and bumped up off of the ground, crashing into a building. He slowly materialized in front of the clone. “That wasn’t very nice!” he said to him, making sure to keep enough distance from the Vice’s weapon. “Now be a good little villain and come with me to prison.”

Some people had already scrambled to get out of the area, while some stayed, watching with wide eyes between the both of them, others were already called the police or putting a live feed online. Vice saw this and thought it might be a good way to get a certain someones attention. “How about.. no?” He said as he aimed his staff at Simon. He fired a blast from the end of his staff towards his feet.

The hero took a few fast steps back to avoid the blast as his eyebrows narrowed. “Then I suppose I’ll have to hurt you.” He laughed and thrust both hands forward towards the clone, he pulled from the shadows behind the villain as if they were threads attached to his fingers. As he moved the darkness to envelope Vice his eyes scanned their surroundings quickly trying to decide if they were doing a good enough job making noise to call out the light user.

Vice searched around him as he saw Simon putting out his hands like that. He turned in a circle, swinging his staff against the shadows Simon controlled, he managed to back up quickly, moving off the street onto the sidewalk with people hurrying to get out of the way from him. “Good luck with that shadow douche!” He turned and ran, heading down the street trying to find somewhere less crowded now.

Phantom sighed, well he would move a lot faster if this were for real. However, it wasn’t and so he let the shadows go as Vice ran off. He grinned as he quickly dissipated into the ground and rushed ahead of the clone, he jumped up from the ground appearing in front of him and he reached a hand out to grab Vice. He picked him up off of the ground. “What did I tell you?”

The clone had glanced back trying to see Simon but when he didn’t he turned forward again only to have the white haired bastard right in front of him. Vice made a surprised sound when Simon grabbed him and picked him off the ground. He huffed and growled out. “HEY Put me down you dick!”

“Hahaha- Make m-” As Phantom was saying his one-liner, a bright shining light came unexpectedly from the crowd that was behind them. It him in the chest and he made a sound as he dropped his hold on Vice and flew backward into the street, skidding on his back a few yards away from the villain and the scene. He sat up and held a hand to where the blast had hit him. Well, looks like it had worked. But, where was the fucker? His eyes looked all around trying to find the source of the fire.

Vice looked even more surprised as he was dropped, landing on his feet and quickly looking in the direction the blast had come from. He glared looking at all the faces of the people, they all looked the same. He looked back at Simon, hurrying over to him. “You alright?” Though he didn’t wait for a answer to blurt out his next thought. “We need to get to a place with less people if we want the coward to come out.”

He winced a little, glad his mask could hide that as he looked up at Vice. “I’m fine.” He said curtly, it wasn’t too bad but he was a little annoyed that he didn’t see the damn thing coming. Of course he expected it, bah. Phantom pushed off of the ground and stood up. He looked around and then back to the clone. “Well, lets hope they follow us. C'mon, I’m sure there’s an empty alley round here somewhere.” He waved at the other man as he took off running. He’d save his powers for when the light user decided to show themselves.

The clone quickly followed, pulling his pack off and collecting the orb and remote from inside before putting it back on as he ran. He stuff the orb under his arm as he clicked at the remote, starting up its tracking program. This light user was sneaky and obviously did not want to show their face, they might follow but still attack from afar, at least Simon and Vice would know from what direction if they did attack again.

As he was turning the corner to where he assumed was a vacant alleyway, another blast came from in front of him, though luckily it missed him- just barely and flew next to his head. “Fuck!” Phantom cursed as he stopped dead and took a step back looking around everywhere. He was used to appearing out of the darkness..perhaps this user could do the same- but from the light.

Vice was looking down at the remote when he slammed into Simon's backside, making a sound as he hit him then fell straight back on his ass on the ground, dropping both the orb and the remote. He shot his angry glare straight up. “What the fuck!?”

He lifted a hand to his face checking to make sure he actually wasn’t hit as he looked down at the clone behind him. “Sorry- sorry- fuck, they got in front of us! I think…they can do what I can just by light not darkness.” He huffed out and reached a hand out to help the clone up, and as he did so a feminine voice came from the alley. “Surrender and save yourself the torment.”

“Oh great..” He said sarcastically about the idea they could travel just as easily as Simon. He took his hand, picking himself up. He hurried to find and pick up the remote and orb, making sure they were not damaged. His eyes narrowed hearing the voice and arched a brow.

“How about you show yourself first eh?” He called out loudly. “Or are you going to try and give more cheap shots?” Phantom glared as he looked around, waiting for some sign. “It doesn’t matter what shots I decide to give- as long as you’re destroyed.” the voice said. He saw a bright light growing in front of them and he focused on it until it got too bright and he had to close his eyes and look away. “But I don’t mind giving in to a last request.” A blonde woman in a white dress that had gold trim stood in the center of the alley, she looked like so much cleanness in a place that was dark and dirty and somehow the surroundings seemed brighter. Phantom turned back and was confused. “I..don’t know her.” He said in a low voice to Vice.

Vice only watched and waiting to see what could happen. He slowly started to smirk when she appeared. He didn’t bother looking at Simon as he walked around him. “That’s fine. I’ll get to know her for the both of us.” He put his hands holding the items behind his back as he stepped towards her. “Aren’t you a sexy powerful thing? Why you attacking the shadow king over there..” He nodded his hand back towards Simon. “Just afraid of the dark?”

His heart was beating faster as he sensed the danger emanating from in front of him. He knew from experience that sometimes the scariest monsters could often be the smallest. He swallowed and took a step back as he looked at her nervously. He glanced at Vice as he said what he did to the woman. She appeared to look the clone up and down in an annoyed way. “I’ve no quarrel with you blue man. I want him.” She pointed to Phantom and he winced again grateful for the mask. This was it huh? This woman could end him? Seemed kind of ironic. “Why? I don’t even know you!” He said from behind Vice, not feeling eager to move closer in the least. “Its the job of my order to destroy creatures of the dark.” She looked back at Vice and added, “He is no king.”

The clone glanced back at Simon then to her again. He shook his head. “You are so right.. he really isn’t. He acts more like a dog.. or a pig.. a dog pig or something. But he isn’t doing anything wrong, I mean he’s annoying sure but he’s protecting the city.” He tried to talk casually to her. “Even if his power is darkness, your order doesn’t like heroes who protect cities?” He lifted his brows curiously.

He huffed in an annoyed way as the clone called him a pig. How rude. “Heroes?” She laughed and it sounded chillingly pleasant and it ran its way down Phantoms back. He shivered a bit and glared at her. “Why don’t you tell him the truth…hero?” She pressed her hands together and then slowly started to pull them apart. As she did, fragments of light moved to the center to form a bright ball of energy, the alley grew darker and Phantom was drawing as much of the darkness into his body that he could. He’d be able to defend himself from her attack though it would drain him. “Tell him why you’re really here in Metro City.” She held her hands apart and seemed to be waiting, amused now.

Vice tensed when she was creating a ball between her hands, his fingers on the orb tightened, any moment ready to throw it. He arched a brow at what she said then glanced back at Simon.

His eyes widened a little behind his mask and his posture obviously tensed up. “…you know?” He said to her and she smiled a row of perfect white teeth at them. Phantom took a fighting stance and allowed his cape to grow out behind him. He filled the entire alley with as much darkness as he could manage, it was like water sucking up and drowning the buildings and the ground and the sky. She seemed un-phased as the three of them stood in darkness, her body and powers were the only thing illuminating and allowing them to see. “You’re all the same you know, and no matter how hard you try to eat us- you cant.” She lifted her hands up and threw her energy of bright white light towards him.

Eat us? But he didn’t have time to process such a weird choice in words in that split moment she threw her ball at Simon. He hoped the hero could defend against it because this was exactly what the clone was waiting for. Once she threw her attack he leaned down, rolling the orb across the ground towards her. His other hand swinging around with the remote in his fingers and he pressed just one button  to activate the device.

Phantom crossed his arms in front of his face making a shield of shadows as the blast of light crashed into him, he flew backwards and landed against what he assumed was the side of a building. He didn’t fall as her light energy was keeping him pinned against the wall. He pushed as hard as he could using his powers to maintain the dark shield in front of him, his teeth clinched hard enough to hurt as he focused. He couldn’t see what was going on in front of him. Vice had thrown the orb down and the light user hadn’t even bothered paying him much attention at all. She should have because as she looked down, her arms still out stretched to keep pushing the demon into the wall she saw a light burst from the orb. She laughed thinking that the blue man was trying to use her own power source against her. But the smile on her lips quickly faded as she felt pain surge through her and her powers were being sucked away from her body. She screamed and tried to back away, her arms fell and the light crushing Phantom dissipated, letting him fall to the ground.

Vice wasn’t going to let her go anywhere until the orb was finished. He hurried to slide behind her, reaching out and grabbing her shoulders pushing her down to the ground closer to the device. “It’s only polite to bow to a king ya know!” He grinned wildly.

She fell to her knees still screaming. Her hands landed on the ground and she closed her eyes and then her teeth snapped shut as she felt her body shake from having her powers pulled from her. Phantom was breathing heavily as he managed to look up, he pulled his mask off so he could see what was going on easier. He smiled a little as he heard Vice.

“Now there’s a good girl.” He slowly straightens up as the orb finishes collecting her power. “Sometimes when kitties scratch the shit out of people for no good reason they get their claws taken away.” He leans down and picks up the orb, its little lights flashing all around it.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at the ground. She blinked and then moved to sit back she lifted her hands up quickly to try and call her powers. Nothing happened. She looked confused. “NO..” She said in a soft voice and then louder, “NO- WHAT DID YOU DO?! GIVE IT BACK-GIVE THE LIGHT BACK TO ME!!” She screamed at Vice. Phantom moved into a more comfortable position, he’d try to stand in a moment but he’d used up a lot of energy and didn't even feel up to calling his usual powers to form his cape.

The clone scooted back some when she started screaming, but held his grinning watching down at her. “Yeah.. no. Why the fuck would I do that? You wanna kill my friend over there so you only have yourself to blame.” He pretended to pout a sad face for her before he put the orb and remote into his pack. He glanced over at Simon. “You alright?”

Phantom waved at Vice lethargically from his position on the ground. He offered the clone a lazy smile to match, feeling really drained and tired. But he was ok. He didn't expect the light user to be what he looked at down on the ground. He figured that they would be able to make a duplicate of themselves or something like he could do…well, maybe she could but she underestimated Vice. He watched her reactions as she started to mumble to herself. “No..no no noonono…no this cant…what will I tell the others? How can…” The pretty blonde looked up with fear in her eyes at Phantom. “They will come for you now.” She said and then louder as she pushed her body up into a standing position, her white dress was dirty near the hem. “The others will come and destroy you, demon!”She screamed and started to back away, reaching into her pocket she pulled out looked like a phone.

“Hey hey calm the fuck down.” Vice told her as he watched her, lifting up his hands palms out to her, he was stepping to her. “Why don’t we all just go for a drink huh? Just chill and chat?” He eyed the phone she got out, ready to snatch it from her as he moved closer.

“GET AWAY FROM ME BLUE DEMON!” She screamed at Vice and backed away quickly. She paused for a moment and then turned and ran the opposite direction of where they were. Phantom was hoisting himself up as the light user was freaking out. “Let her go.” He said to Vice. “Even if she gets more users to come find me…I imagine they wont be too happy about it- knowing that we can take their powers.” He said as he walked up the clone.

Vice put his hands out further as she turned to run but stopped when Simon say so. He watched a moment then looked at him. “Yeah but now they know what to look out for..” He looked back at her running off. “Are you sure? She might have more information we could use.”

“I’m sure. We have her powers…” He looked after where shed ran off and then back to Vice. “She was quite powerful, I’m wondering if we can use this somehow.” He shrugged a little, unsure. He couldn't use light powers but, maybe if they were fashioned into some sort of weapon. Or if he could figure a way to defend better than his shield. It just took up so much of his energy. He couldn't decide if he wanted to eat a whole cow or go take a long nap right now. Phantom yawned, lifting a hand up to cover his mouth.

Vice turned back to him and shrugged. “Maybe.” He stepped closer to Simon, looking him over and reaching out to touch his chest as if to make sure he was alright. “She hit you pretty hard?”

He moved his hand and then looked down at where the clone was touching him. He lifted a black eyebrow up as he studied the other man and then grinned. “Yeah, but I’m okay.” He said slowly. “Were you worried?” he asked trying to keep his tone flat though amusement lit his eyes.

The clones face went blank a moment then he glared and scoffed, whipping his hand away. “No!” He huffed out then walked around Simon.

He pouted at that. “Aww…” he turned around following the clone with his eyes. “Not even a little?” he asked teasingly now.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets and continued to walk, more like trying to get away from Simon. “No. Fuck off.” He was heading back down the street he had fired up earlier. It seemed people were trying to fix the damage, and he wasn’t surprised the police didn’t show up knowing villains and heroes had been fighting.

“Wait wait-hahaha,” He couldn’t help laughing as he tried to keep up with the clone. His powers dissipated and his suit vanished leaving him in his long sleeve shirt and jacket. He looked down with a wince. Drat. “C'mon im an invalid you cant just run away and leave me!” He said in a pathetic voice as he looked at Vice’s back.

Vice slowed and stopped, glancing over his shoulder at Simon with an arched brow. He just sighed heavily. “Do you need a fucking wheelchair you old man?”

“You’re so mean.” he huffed out in a tired breath as he tried to walk faster and finally caught up with Vice. “Treating an injured man-and a lover- in such a callous way.” He lifted a hand to his heart as if he was hurt. “You should be more caring.”

“Shhh!!” Vice looked around quickly then glared harshly up at Simon. “Shut up!” He whispered angrily.

He looked at the clone and grinned wickedly. “Hm? About what, whats wrong?” He asked pretending he had no clue.

He huffed. “Why.. why did I save you.. again..” He shook his head and turned back around heading down the street, just wanting to get to his car.

“Baby don’t leave me!” He said loudly and tried his best to walk fast to keep with the clone’s stride. It helped that he had long legs.

He turns around quickly and punches Simon in the chest as hard as he can. “SHUT UP!” He screams and turns back to hurry so much more down the street, turning the corner and heading to the car.

He winced and was still grinning. “OW!” He said and touched his chest where there was a bruise he was sure before the clone’s hit- which did make it hurt more. “You’re so abusive! …wife beater.” He huffed and kept after the clone, following him to his car.

“You are not my wife!” He growled as he rushed to get into the car, starting it up and really considering leaving Simon behind.

He was still rubbing his chest as he got to the car. “You’re too sensitive.” He teased Vice as he rounded to the passenger side.

“Just get into the fucking car you dick.” He pulled his pack off and sat it in his lap, taking out the orb and checking out its status with the remote. It was good an stable despite all the power raging inside of it. He put them back and set his pack in the backseat.

Simon did as he was told, feeling more exhausted as he got into the seat and closed the door. He leaned back and stretched a little, wincing as he felt the bruises on his body. “Mmmm…I could go for a big steak right about now.” He said drowsily as his eyes started to close.

“Yeah yeah..” Damn dogpig. “Well see what I got back at the garage for you to inhale.” He rolled his eyes, pulling out of the parking lot and slowly making his way through the city heading home.

His chest rose and fell with the soft sounds of his breathing as his body relaxed into the passenger seat. He slept soundly and with no dreams as the clone drove them back to his place.

[darrenhayesoneandonly]

Darren Hayes being Darren Hayes 🙌

[ill-be-your-phantom]

First Time

List of Simon and Vice threads

Vice takes Simon to dinner and the hero forgives him rather quickly. They eat and talk, getting on the subject of Joel and then why Scarlet left the clone. Vice gets sad and when he gets sad he gets drunk- Simon doesn't like that so he decides to offer up another more pleasant distraction to the villain. Vice’s text is inset. Naughty action is in BOLD.

Vice rolled his eyes and got in as well. Turning on the car and pulling it out from the garage. He headed into the city, but not downtown. Instead stopping at a bar and grill he really liked. He parked in the back parking lot, taking out his watch and putting it on as he switched it to his disguise of a punk kid with an orange mohawk.

He was momentarily confused when they parked and then- well, true to what Vice had said, his pouty and rather childish disposition disappeared when he smelled the wonderful scents coming out of the restaurant. “Ohhh fuck…be still my heart.” He lifted a hand to his chest. “I forgive you-for being a jerk.” he said looking at the clone. “Though…that weird mohawk still makes you look like a dick.” he laughed and hopped out of the car rather cheerily. He was fucking starving.

“Uhh.. ” He held up a hand. “You were the one.. being.. a..” But Simon was already out of the car. “..jerk.” The clone groaned, leaning his head back. When he isn’t fucking me, I hate him. He mumbled to himself in his mind as he got out of the car. “How can you still be hungry, you just ate?” He glared over a Simon as they walked into the place.

“I had a sandwich. Who in the world would that fill?” He looked down at Vice with a doubtful expression. “Look at me- I’m tall as fuck, I need fuel to keep running all this sexy.” he motioned to himself.

He rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. They were shown to a table in the dimly lit place. Vice sat down and didn’t even need a menu he know what he wanted so he just waited for a server to come around.

Simon slid across from Vice and picked up the menu to look over what he might want. His stomach was growling heavily now that it knew it would get a real meal. He licked his lips happily and as the server came over he was still reading the menu.

Vice just looked at him blankly. He really was a dog.. Vice could see it now, him wagging his tail, panting and slobbering, wanting a steak. He glanced up when a cute redhead waitress came up, recognizing Vices human form and smiling. “Same beer as usual?” She asked and he nodded. “And a steak burger with bacon and fries. And whatever this mutt is having, put it on my tab.” He sighed, waving a hand towards Simon. Since Vice never carried his own money he would just hack into their system and make it look like his tab gets paid every month. He liked it here so he didn’t want to terrorize them.

He heard enough of the conversation to glance at the clone over his menu with skeptical eyes. You got a tab? Riiiiiight. It seemed to say. He grinned playfully his annoyance long forgotten and said to Vice, “Oh baby- you sure know how to wine and dine a guy.” After giving the villain a flirty wink he turned to the cute waitress and replied, “He always spoils me! I’d like the steak and lobster with red potatoes and green beans. And a coke please.” He handed her the menu, still grinning that winning and charming smile from ear to ear.

“He’s..” He laughed, embarrassed like. “He’s just joking.. we, we aren’t together.” The waitress laughed a little and shrugged. Vice glared at Simon, brows twitched a little. “Is that all, you fucking bottomless pit?”

“Awww don’t be ashamed- I’m sure she thinks we’re a cute couple.” He reached across the table and flicked a part of the clone’s fake mohawk. At his other question he answered, “For now.” He laughed.

“Of course!” She said, but Vice didn’t know which part she was referring too. She walked away to put in their order and he shot his gold glare at him. “What the fuck.”

“Hm? Whats wrong?” He asked generally confused by the clones glare.

He hushed his tone, leaning in a little. “Don’t say that stuff to me around pretty girls, ya dick.”

“And why not?” He asked leaning forward too. “You have me to play with, you don’t need anything else. Besides,” He laughed, “I’m prettier than her.”

Vice sat straight up, eyes a bit wide but looking angry. His voice still low. “This is not a date.”

“Its not?” he pretended to be confused. “But…you’re paying for me and everything.” Simon pouted a little at the clone.

He scoffed. “Only because you look like you don’t have any money..” He crossed his forearms on the table, glancing out into the restaurant.

He was still smiling. “If only you knew…” He decided not to tell the clone just how much money he actually did have. Being an international singing sensation had kept him quite content in the coffers. He glanced back up as the waitress brought them back their drinks. “Thanks miss.” he said politely.

He glanced up a moment at her, taking his beer. She smiled a little extra long at Simon and nodded, she might even blush if he had said much more with that voice. Vice glared a bit, watching her as she walked away. He took a long drink from the brown bottle.

He sipped on his soda as his gaze followed the waitress for a moment after she left it darted back to Vice. “So, you got a thing for redheads huh?” He noted aloud to the villain.

He swallowed back his mouth full, wetting his lips as he set the bottle down. He glanced where she had wandered off too then looked back at Simon. “Appears so.”

He pursed his lips and then smiled. “Interesting.”

He arched a brow. “Why is that interesting?”

He shrugged and took another sip of his soda. “Just is I suppose. Wonder why exactly? What is it that you enjoy so much? The brightness in their hair?”

The clone shrugged, looking away and picking up his bottle by the neck. He held it to his mouth a  moment. “I guess.” He took another swig, setting it back down. For a second wondering why Simon was drinking soda, he assumed he’d wanna have a beer or something stronger.

He leaned back and kept drinking his soda as he thought it over. “Any other types you enjoy?”

He thought about it. “I guess blondes with big tits.” He shrugged again, his eyes turning back to look at Simon.

“PFT-” He put down his soda and rolled his eyes. Talk about boring.

Vice arched a brow, not sure why he made that reaction. “What.”

“We were getting somewhere with the redheads thing- then you had to ruin it with something so…typical.” He rolled his eyes again and picked up the straw out of his glass. Putting it between his teeth he moved it up and down.

He couldn’t help but laugh, easing up a bit. “Oh please, she was far from typical..”

He lifted an eyebrow at that. "She?“

"My first girlfriend.” He took a short drink, it was getting low he’d want another one. He glanced to see if their waitress was looking. She had been, probably watching Simon, Vice lifted his beer to her and she knew he was going to need another. He looked back at Simon.

He spit out his straw and leaned forward in surprise. “No way- are you serious?” He held up his hands in front of his chest, as if cupping invisible breasts. “How big we talkin’?”

His eyes widen at Simon’s reaction, looking at him like he was crazy. “Fucking hell.. ” He rolled his eyes. “Big enough.”

“Aww don’t be stingy with the details now, c'mon…” He urged wanting to have a little boy talk. “You said first girlfriend- but she sounds like a dish sooo, whats up with that? She dump you too?” he asked curiously.

“There are no details.. not really.” He thought about when he had first laid eyes on Joel. He looked at Simon and sighed. “She was a villain, I thought she was beautiful and exciting.. so I chased after her. She flirted with me a lot but when we finally got together she just kept me at arms length. She had a wall up, mentally and physically. She would barely even let me kiss her. She acted like I didn’t love her no matter how much I tried to prove it to her and I just got sick of it.” He shrugged, looking down at his bottle as he pushed it back and forth between his hands. “And no, she didn’t dump me. I left her. All it was, was me trying to love on a person who only wanted to fight with me.”

He listened to the villains words and nodded slowly. Interesting. “She sounds like a handful…” He said after the clone had finished. He whistled as he added, “Barely even let you kiss her huh?” That sounded like it could be anything weird with her own personal issues. “Damn what a waste of happiness.” He shook his head as the waitress returned and handed Vice a new beer. “Hey miss could I get one of those too?” He pointed to the bottle she’d set down.

Vice didn’t bother looking up at the waitress since he knew she would only be looking at Simon. He just nodded, finishing off his first bottle. She took that from him and giggled at Simon saying Sure. Vice rolled his eyes. “Tell me about it.”

Simon winked at her playfully as she walked off. He turned to Vice. “Sooo- want me to see if she’s up for a threesome?” He thumbed in the direction of the waitress, his tone was light as he was trying to get the clone to enjoy himself a little.

“Uhh no. No thanks.” He took a sip of his second beer, looking up at Simon.

“Aww, you sure? I thought it might cheer you up.” He was still teasing but grew quiet as the waitress returned with his beer. “Thanks.” he said smiling and took it from where she placed it on the table.

She finally did blush a little, giving him a little lip bite before walking off being sure to sway her hips when she did. Vice groaned lightly under his breath. “Quit flirting.”

He looked back at the clone and shrugged. “I just said thank you.” He honestly wasn't even trying. Lifting the beer up to his lips he took a swig and then made a small face as he looked at the bottle before setting it down.

“That’s all you gotta do.” He forced a dry laugh, before taking another sip. A food runner from the kitchen came out to deliver their food and the clone was grateful it was instead of the giggly blushy waitress. They laid out all the plates, most in front of Simon. The clone laughed lightly.

“Awwww yissss- chow time!” He said excitedly rubbing his hands together. It all looked so good. He could cry. He picked up his knife and started to cut into the steak. He hadn’t told them how he wanted it cooked- but medium rare was a-ok with the hero. He cut off a rather large piece and shoved it into his mouth. Chewing it he smiled with fat cheeks at Vice.

The clone looked so disappointed at him. “You’re ridiculous.” He shook his head then looked down at his burger, he forgot to mention no veggies. He picked them off before putting the bun back on and picked it up.

He had a bit of trouble swallowing down the meat after chewing but he did manage. Picking up the terrible beer he drank a large swig to help wash it down. “Yea a bit.” He agreed. “As to the lady,” He said meaning the waitress, “I’m surprised she didn't mess with you- being that you’re a regular and all.” He lifted his eyebrows. “She seemed interested.” He took another bit of meat and then went to crack open his lobster tail.

Vice took a bite, eating slower than Simon and watching him chow down he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to finish this burger. He chewed and swallowed, glancing out into the restaurant, seeing the waitress on the far end helping another table. “She was I think.. until she saw you.” He teased a little bit. “But even if that wasn’t the case.. I.. I couldn’t.” He took another bite.

He dipped a big piece of lobster tail into the butter that they gave him. God it was so sweet it just melted against his tongue. He smiled at the teasing tone that Vice was using. That sounded better. But then his next words made him frown. “What do you mean? Why not- you’re single.” He added curiously.

He thought it about it, but it didn’t make much sense to him either. Why would it be ok for him to do stuff with Simon but not some random waitress at a bar.. “I just can’t. Not with a girl.” He shrugged and looked down as he continued to snack on his burger.

He chewed on another big bite of his steak and a few potatoes as he heard what Vice was saying. That was…even more interesting. And he wanted to choose his words carefully and tread lightly on the subject because he felt it deserved it of some sort. “Not with a girl.” He repeated slowly, “So, it was a guy that you…uhh- cheated with?” He only knew few details surrounding that box of worms. And if the clone didn’t want to discuss it then he wouldn’t, but here they were.

Vice stopped chewing. Looking up at Simon with a troubled stare. He swallowed and put down his burger. Yeah he wasn’t hungry at all now. Just thinking about the guilt that racked inside of him.  He wet his lips and nodded. “Megamind.”

Watching his reactions he could tell that it still bothered him. Well, hell. He took another sip of the beer and set the bottle down. “The guy you were cloned from?” He lifted an eyebrow. Sure he supposed it could be a kind of cheating…but..“Wouldn't that also be considered- I dunno- some kind of masturbation?” He continued on talking plainly, he lifted up the last half of the lobster tail and consumed it.

Vice couldn’t help but laugh faintly at that. “Uhh.. I donno.” He shrugged, picking up his beer and taking a sip. “I have managed to become a very different person ya know.”

He chewed on more potatoes and beans, swallowing them down before he continued. “Have you? In what way?”

He sighed. “Oh I donno, more common sense? I’m willing to actually do evil things instead of just pretending villain? I actually get the things I want instead of fucking around like he does. Hes weak.. pathetic..” He shook his head with disgust. “He’s a fucking idiot.”

“More common sense?” He couldn’t help but laugh at that as he finished off his vegetables. “And yet…you fucked him while you were with another?” his tone was not judgmental, he was only stating a plain fact for the villain to see.

The clone glared harshly at him. “Actually I didn’t fuck him.. we were drunk and some other shit happened.. and I… ” He looked almost hurt and angry at his confusion. “I really don’t fucking know why I did it. I’ve always felt.. weird towards him.” His eyes turned down to the table. “I don’t know but it fucking cost me the best thing that ever fucking happened to me.”

He lifted the final piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it slowly while he listened to Vice’s side of things. He could see how perhaps being a clone would fuck you up in the head. He was actually surprised that he and Megamind hadn’t killed each other yet. If he had a clone out there- or if he was one himself…he would want to be the only him in existence. The dark thought made Simon smile a little. His lips twitching as he chewed. Swallowing it down he said in a soft voice, “So, is it guilt that keeps you from fucking other women?”

“No.. well maybe.. I donno.” He really didn’t but he thought about it a moment and shrugged. “I just, I just don’t want them. I want her back.” He leaned back in his seat, chewing the side of his lip as he looked down at his half eaten burger. He pushed it towards Simon the bottomless pit.

"Ou.” He said and happily took the leftover food from Vice to lift it up and then take a big bite. He took his time chewing it and swallowing, grabbing his beer in one hand to throw back. “Sounds like,” He swallowed a gulp of beer again, “You’re in love, mate.”

He looked horribly defeated. “Yeah.. and she’s never gonna trust me. Love me again. I ruined everything.”

He smiled feeling sympathy for the clone. He lifted his hand with the beer in it to show the waitress that he wanted another round for them. “Ehhhh- don’t start crying on me, ok?” Simon gave him a breathtaking smile as wide as he could. “I don’t think its totally down the shitter just yet.” He attacked the burger again, taking a big bite.

He shot a half-assed glare up at him before looking back down. Picking up his beer. “She was cheated on before, its literally the first thing on the list of shit not to do if you don’t want to lose Scarlet’s love and affection.”

He frowned while taking another bite, not much left of the food and he was nearly done. “You did step right into it didn’t you?” He chewed on his final few bites before licking his fingers, the waitress brought over two beers for them and this time Simon ignored her completely not even saying thank you. She took the hint and walked off. He finished off his beer and then picked up one of the new ones that were cold and felt good going down his throat. “And you know a lot more about her than I thought.”

The clone did take notice of Simon dropping the friendliness with the waitress and he wondered why. He leaned up, putting his forearms on the table and looking at the fresh cold beer. He looked at Simon. All the pain and regret and heartache had been ignored the best he could, distracting himself and Simon being the latest distraction, He wasn’t going to cry, he felt more like breaking something or punching someone than crying. “I love her. I love her so much.” He picked up his beer. “If I ever manage to get her back, I’m marrying her.” He started to down his beer, not stopping until it was empty.

“Whoa.” Simon said as he held his beer up about to drink, but watched Vice down all of his instead. “Marriage? Well mate, I mean you know I still think you got a bit of a chance there.” He took a swig and leaned back feeling a little full. “I mean, the last person who cheated on her she says she killed. And the way I figure- you’re alive. Sooo- I s'pose that means something right?” He smiled, knowing that of course it had to mean a lot. Regardless of how upset she was, he too hoped she would come around. Something about this selfish and greedy love struck clone across from him made his little Tiny Terror act more like herself that he’d seen in a really long time. Hopefully they’d work it out and she would forgive him.

He exhaled heavily when he finished off the bottle, setting it down, pausing a moment then burping. He leaned back again, looking at Simon. “Maybe.” He said flatly and was ready to stop talking about it.

He laughed. “Very attractive.” He lifted his beer to salute the clone and then tossed it back. When he was done he looked back to him. “Dessert?”

“Harder alcohol.” He huffed.

“Eh? But- you barely ate anything, you’re gonna get wasted if you drink anything harder…” He surmised.

Simon might not have realized when the clone gets sad the clone gets drunk. “Thank you captain obvious” He waved the waitress over, and told her to give them a round of something stronger he didn’t care what.

He frowned harder. Well, it would take him a while to get drunk since he’d eaten so much. But, he’d be able to look after the villain at least. “We could go back to your place ya know- and..find another way to distract ourselves.” He offered as a last attempt.

He looked over at Simon arching a brow. “Why do you care if I get drunk? I’d probably be an easier lay.”

He leaned forward and rested his face in his hand. “Hm…well…maybe you could lay me?” He offered in a teasing way.

The waitress came over, setting the drinks down. They were tall dark drinks, Irish car bombs she said smiled and walked away. Vice took his, looking at it. “Yeah, right..” He didn’t believe him. He sipped at the frothy glass to see it’s taste.

Simon didn't bother with it. He only continued to grin and look at Vice. “What if I say I’m dead serious?” He said slowly. Fucking a he couldn't believe he was offering this. “That I want you to pound my ass as hard as I fucked you into your counter?”

Vice stopped what he was doing, looking him in the eyes to try to tell if he was lying or not. That sounded sooo good. He swallowed slowly. “You do? You want me to?” He sounded skeptic.

Of course not, he didn’t willingly let anyone top him. Simon looked away to glare at whoever got in his line of sight. “I don’t like repeating myself.” he grumbled, a hint of a blush creeping its way up to settle in his tan cheeks.

He slowly grinned. “I would love to fuck my prince.” He also had other things in mind too if Simon was going to allow him to do whatever he wanted. He suddenly wasn’t interested in the tall drink.

“Then…lets get outta here already. I’m full.” He huffed and refused to look back at Vice as he called him that. Stupid clone. Was he really going to let him do this? Shit, he had butterflies in his stomach..he was sure he didn't eat too much.

“Oooh.. you’re gonna be. Race you to the car.” Just like how Simon was so excited to get food the clone was excited about fucking him. The clone darted from his seat, heading straight for the door.

AUGH! Fucking- dammit. He groaned and got up not as quick as the clone and then followed after him at a normal pace. Maybe, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. FUCK who was he kidding? It might be horrible. He ran a hand down his face as he reached the door.

The clone was already out the door and nearly bounding to the car. I’m gonna fuck Siiiiimon I’m gonna fuck Siiiiiimon. He opened the door and slid inside waiting for the hero to get in.

Whatever- just…just play it cool. Yeah. He was a little annoyed at how excited the villain seemed. He rolled his eyes as he walked towards the guy’s car. A small smile worked on his lips though, it was sorta cute too. He shook his head at himself as he opened the door, taking a deep breath before he slid into the passenger seat and closed the door.

Vice pulled up to his garage, turning off the car and slowly getting out. He checked his phone. Luckily the core still had an hour or so to go, so Simon wouldn’t be getting his powers back just yet. That might make it harder for Vice to do the things he wants to do to him.

As he got out of the car he wasn't exactly sure how they should even go about this. “So uhhh…” He cleared his throat as he headed inside of Vice’s place. “Yeah.” Good job, he said to himself sarcastically.

Vice smirked as he entered his place, turning around and walking backwards shortly as he looked at Simon. “You seem nervous.” He turned back around as he headed into the great room.

He managed a smile as he looked down at Vice. “That’s because I was honest when I told you what I did before.” He said evenly.

Vice slowly stopped and turned around. He tilted his head looking Simon. He smiled instead of grinned. “Come’ere.” He backed up until his ass hit the table in the middle of the room. He put his hands on its edge and pushed himself up to sit on it, his legs dangling over the side.

He wasn't feeling shy or anything…just…unsure. That was a good word for it. He rolled his eyes at the villain but walked over to where he was anyways.

When Simon was close enough Vice reached out and grabbed him by the shirt, tugging him between the clones knees. He leaned back, his other hand behind him on the table as he looked up at Simon with a sure expression. “Don’t roll those dark eyes at me”

“You gonna punish me if I keep doing it?” He said, trying to keep his teasing manner as he was tugged forward. He settled his body between the clone’s legs and leaned forward to give him a kiss.

He moved that hand from the heroes shirt up to his neck, sliding it back around to play in the bottom of his hair as he kissed him back. He parted his lips, his tongue caressing at Simon's lips begging for his tongue.

He smiled and opened his mouth, letting his tongue slip out to touch against the clones. He moved his hands to wrap around the villains body, feeling his back and running down it to his ass. Trying his best to relax against the other man, his body was so tense.

He let out a slow moan against the heroes mouth feeling his touch down his back side. He didn’t want Simon to be worried or tense and he could feel how different Simon felt than before. He pulled himself as close to the edge the table he could get, tightly against Simon. Both his hands coming to cup the heroes face as he kissed him again then breathed against his lips. “Loosen up, it’d feel good, I promise.” He whispered.

His face grew warmer at the villain calling him out. “I’m trying to.” He grumbled against his mouth, his body no less tense. “Stop talking.” He ordered before pressing his body back against the clone’s and taking his mouth again. He thrust his tongue inside, and licked at the flavors from their earlier dinner. He didn’t want to think on it too much, just do it- he said to himself. He could figure out the rest of it all later.

He grinned instead of replying. Opening his mouth quickly when Simon wanted inside and he closed around that thick tongue of his, sucking and savoring. His hands moved back to slip his arms around the heroes neck. He pulled back just enough to take a breath, giving him a small kiss. “how about a nice soft bed hm?” He whispered suggestion, his mattress upstairs on the loft.

He didn't want to stop kissing and so frowned when Vice said what he did. He chewed on his lower lip a moment as he thought about it. “..yeah, all right.” He said in reply, giving the clone another lingering kiss. “Be gentle with me, its my first time.” He said, trying to lighten his own nervous mood. He backed away and pulled at Vice’s hands lightly for him to move.

“I've said the same thing before.” He couldn’t remember when but he knew he had said it. He slowly pushed Simon back enough so the clone could slip off the table. He grabbed lightly at Simon's shirt and tugged him alone as the clone headed upstairs.

“Oh?” Simon said as he moved back for Vice to hop off of the table. He chuckled to himself as the other man grabbed his shirt and led him along. He was having a weird sense of dejavu and he couldn’t explain why..but it was helping to ease his tension.

When they reached the loft, he turned and encouraged Simon to go before him. Pulling then pushing for the hero to sit on the edge of the bed and the clone standing between his knees. His long blue hands were back on either side of Simon's face and he was kissing him again, hoping it was helping.

He stepped in front of Vice and moved to sit on the bed. When the villain was between his legs and leaning down to kiss him again he moaned a little. Lifting his hands up to rest on the clones hips, he massaged his thumbs against that slender frame as he kissed back.

The clone grinned against the heroes lips, teasing his tongue across them. His hands dropped down Simon's neck and followed his shoulders then curved down his center. Vice grabbed the heroes shirt and started pulling it up.

He stopped kissing Vice for a moment so he could help him pull his shirt off, with his scarf- tossing them aside he grinned up at the other man and pulled him back to his mouth for a quick kiss. And then he stood up, pushing Vice back a little so he could unzip his pants.

While Simon was removing his own top Vice took off his own. He stepped back, biting his lower lip a bit as he studied over the heroes top half while he was removing his pants. He hadn’t seen him topless before and he was quite intimating though the clone would never admit it out loud. Simon had the perfect size and shape the clone always wished he could have and that gorgeous tone of skin. Vice tilted his head, almost pouting a little, Simon’s appearance is a work of art, again something he didn’t want to admit but it was true.

He took his pants off but he left his boxers on, still not feeling totally comfortable just yet. Which was ludicrous because they’d already fucked a few times and even sucked each other off. He kicked his shoes and pants aside and then deiced to focus on the clone to help him ignore himself. The hero reached out as he saw Vice take his shirt off as well. His fingers caressed some of the scar tissue that he saw on his right side. He frowned a little but then leaned down to kiss where his touch was. He reached down and tugged on Vice’s pants- not waiting for permission, he knew he’d let him.

Vices eyes watch Simon careful when he turned his attention on the clone. He glanced down, watching the heroes fingers trace his scars but when Simon kissed where his fingers had been the clone had an uneasy feeling. Frown a little himself just because he always saw that as such a caring thing to do, he just didn’t know what to do about such a thing. But then Simon was pulling on his pants and his expression eased. That was a thing he knew exactly how to feel about. He bit his lip again, managing to slip his shoes off while Simon was taking off his jeans.

He unzipped the villains pants and jerked them in a downward motion as he lifted his mouth to bite the clone’s neck. He was still tense and nervous but his actions didn’t feel unnatural. His desire was obvious, no matter how this was going to end he wanted to taste and touch the other man. That blue skin that was softer than it should be, and the clone’s expressions- no one should be allowed to look so dangerous and vulnerable at the same time. And somehow it was there, and it would drive the hero crazy until he sated his lust and calmed the raging storm inside of his body.

He tilted his head when he felt Simon head straight for his neck and when he bit, the clone gasped softly, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation. He brought his hands to rest on Simon’s sides, gripping and relaxing again and again as he was finally able to really touch him, feeling the demons heat under his skin. He pushed his hands down, slipping under the fabric of his shorts and rubbing at his hips.

He swallowed nervously as he felt the clones hands move where they were. He moved his own down to stop him, though his touches caused his heart to beat faster, he wasn't quite ready to let him go that far. His breath teased against Vices neck for a moment and he gave him a playful lick before he sat back down on the bed, scooting back until he could lean back.

Vice wasn’t sure why Simon stopped his hands but he enjoyed the warm air against his neck. His gold hues watched Simon sit down and slide back on the bed, he only smiled as he leaned down reaching his hands out to press against the surface of the bed and crawl towards the hero. “Simon.” He said warmly as he moved between the heroes legs, drawing his hands on the each side of the heroes torso as he loomed over him.

He relaxed on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows as he looked up at the clone. Moving his legs apart a little so the villain could situate himself there. He blinked slowly and smiled. “Yes?” He asked, his voice still able to caress the night despite his powers being absent.

“You are..” Oh how he was going to hate himself for this but he really did want Simon to relax. “..incredibly sexy.” It was truth, just not one the clone wanted to admit. He lifted one of his hands, resting it on the center of the heroes chest. He let his soft fingertips rub in a slow circle, his eyes watched dark ones. “Sometimes I wish I could have a body like this.. ” He leaned down, low on the heroes chest and kissed at the tan skin.

The hero wasn’t expecting any of that. He felt his face unexpectedly grow warm at the compliments. He always swaggered around claiming how hot he was and he knew the effect he had on people..but to hear Vice say it- he never thought he would ever willingly do so. He appreciated it so much more. As he kissed his chest, Simon lifted a hand up to run along the clone’s shoulder and arm. “I like you’re body just as it is.” He managed, feeling his mouth water at remembering how the clone tasted.

The clone slowly looked up at him, lids lowered and grinning. “Please.. I’m too lean..” He shifted and moved up to Simon's face. “.. no matter how much I work out or eat well, I’ll never have such.. ” He licked his tongue out against Simon's lips as his hand trailed down his torso and onto the heroes shorts, cupping and rubbing slowly between his legs. “.. bulk.” He licked his lips again.

He sure knew how to compliment a guy. His own tongue slipped past his lips to taste the clones. His compliments were working the way he wanted, Simon’s body was relaxing and leaning into the other man’s touch. “Oh no…even if you’re slender…I happen to know the affect your have on other people as well.” He grinned and gave Vice a soft kiss, moving his hand down over the clone’s so he could press the other man’s hand harder against his ‘bulk’. Something he found he enjoyed doing. “Especially me.”

Vice was grinning wider. “Oh yeah? I have an affect on you?” He bit his lip feeling Simon's hands over his and being pushed more into his crotch. It made his own ache and his body heat up just a bit more.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know.” he said in a teasing tone. Simon moved his mouth forward to hover over Vices. “You can feel it…cant you?” He pushed his hand once again against his cock, that was growing hard under their fingers.

“No..” He said, continuing to play coy. “What ever do you mean?” He continued to grin.

“Smart ass.” He chuckled lightly as he lifted his head up to press his lips to the clones. If the other man couldn’t tell, he was fond of kissing- a lot.  Simon forced his tongue between the clone’s lips and started to rub the villains hand up and down against the shaft of his cock. Fuck it all he was getting excited again, and it was causing that nervousness to fly the hell out the window. He kissed a little more eagerly at Vices mouth.

The clone instantly suckled at the sweet wet piece that forced into his mouth, making a sound deep in his throat. He didn’t need Simon to push his hand like that because he was moving it himself but he enjoyed that Simon liked to do that. He also enjoyed feeling the hero get hard under his fingertips, that long thick length that the clone was getting to know very well. He slipped his hand out from under Simon's then pushed it back down under the fabric this time, his warm blue digits cupping the heroes inches and continue to rub. He parted their lips just enough to whisper. “I love how hard you get..”

He made a loud sound in surprise when Vice moved his hand under his boxers to touch his cock, skin to skin. And when he said what he did Simon smiled looking up at him, his face still flushed, “Yeah, well- you and that sexy body turn me on.” He took the clone’s lower lip between his teeth and gave him a small bite.

“Flattery will get you everywhere.” He slowly leaned up from Simon's face, shifting back a little as he brought his other hand to the heroes shorts and tugged on them, drawing them down. Moving out of the way to get them down his legs and onto the floor with the other pieces of clothing. When Vice moved back into place he lowered himself to Simon's hips, taking his cock in hand and looking up at him as his mouth hovered close enough to feel his breath on the surface of his harden length.

He let him remove his shorts as his dark eyes observed the clone’s movements. He was very slender, that much was true but there was muscle there working under the surface and it looked very appetizing as he watched the ripples across his blue skin. “Then…I should…flatter you,” He swallowed as the villain took his cock in hand and he saw his mouth..so close. “…more often.”

The clone grinned wickedly at him before closing his eyes and letting his tongue reply a different way. He pushed it out to press against Simon's cock and drag it upwards very slowly. When he reached the head he curved the tip of his thick pink muscle around under the rim where it was sensitive. He opened his mouth a little wider to take in the top, his tongue repeating the same action just inside his mouth now as he sucked lightly.

His mouth fell open as he moaned when he saw and felt the clone’s tongue go so painfully slow against his cock. He twitched a little in the other mans hand as Vice started to suck at the tip of him. “Ah-fuck…” He had to bite his lip to keep from being any louder. The other man was good at this and Simon had to keep reminding himself that he had to let it play out, no matter how badly he wanted to pin that soft blue skin to the wall and fuck him stupid.

The clone, moved his slick mouth down just as slow as he moved his tongue and in this position he could take it all before he was moving back up and off Simon’s cock. “What’s wrong?” He asked teasingly, his fingers rubbing at the smooth wet sides of his harden length.

A string of pleasure moved from his chest and down to where the clone was touching him when he saw and felt what Vice did. He was having trouble concentrating. “You..make it really hard to hold back.” He said honestly. Meaning that he wanted to ravish him in more ways than one..and he also made it so hard not to cum so goddamn fast.

“Interesting..” The clone said as if he was testing. He looked at the hero through half lidded eyes, lifting his own hand to his mouth and sinking his middle and ring finger between his lips getting them slick as he could. He pulled them out and rubbed them against Simon's cock slowly. He watched his dark eyes a little longer before he returned his lips to the head and lapped out his tongue against it. He moved his hand down just as he was moving his mouth the same direction, hoping this stimulation would help make it easier. He sucked hard on his thick inches, taking in as much as he could just as he gently pushed his fingers between the heroes cheeks and rubbed smoothly against that place the clone wanted so badly to go.

He watched him suck on his fingers for a moment and grinned back as that shiver of anticipation ran over his body again. He moaned once more as Vice took him back into his warm mouth. Fuck it felt so good. “Ah-!” he said as his body tensed a little at feeling the clone’s fingers between his ass cheeks. His hands which were resting on the bed now gripped the sheets a little. But what the other man was doing with his mouth felt so fucking good…and he had said that he’d let him fuck him. Clenching his teeth and closing his eyes he opened his legs a little wider, giving permission and wanting to see how it felt.

The clone peeked to see how Simon was handling it and when he felt him move his legs a little more Vice took it as a good sign. He closed his eyes again, gently pushed his middle finger into him as he continued to work on his cock. His tongue wrapped around the shaft when he moved down and curled the head when he moved up. Good boy. He thought to himself as he very smoothly pushed his digit all the way before pulling back out just as smooth and pushing back in.

He twitched visibly when he felt the intrusion, his eyes opening and looking down at Vice. His face was hotter than it had been before and he had to fight opening his mouth and telling the clone to fuck off. He wasn’t sure if it were embarrassment or what but it was making his whole body heat up in a way he had never experienced. The villains mouth on his cock was a good distraction though. He stayed tense as he focused on how it felt, his heart beat was so loud it was in his ears and he had to swallow a few times to make sure he could keep focusing. “UHH- UM…Ffff..fuck.” He couldn’t stop his sounds as he felt Vice push inside of him and pull back out again. Son of a bitch, just his finger felt big…jesus. He wondered how the clone could have taken his cock in his ass and still wanted it so badly.

The clone glanced up at him when the hero cussed, smirking a little when his lips came to the tip but he only pushed it right back down, tightening his lips as he went and make sure to drag his teeth when he came back up. Feeling how incredibly tight Simon was around his finger only made his own cock ache almost painfully. He knew Simon would still need to relax a bit, he didn’t want to hurt him.. unless later Simon wanted him to. He understood what the hero was feeling but he knew if he could just get past it he’d enjoy himself. He continued to go easy, pushing in and coming out, with his finger so slick it made it easy despite how tense he was.

“Augh-” He groaned as he felt the other man keep pushing in and out of him. He laid back against the pillows and lifted his hands up to cover his face for a moment as he tried to just let it happen and not fight it. The clone’s teeth against his cock felt so damn good, and with his finger doing what it was to him…he focused there. Soft and wet, hot and hard inside of him as he was inside of the villain’s mouth. The tenseness started to recede in his body and he moved his hands to look back down at Vice. “You’re..too fucking good..at that..” He almost whined as he breathed out the words in a husky voice.

He pulled his finger out, tenderly rubbing at the entrance as he was bringing his mouth up. Giving a teasing lick across the head before he grinned at Simon. “Good.” He said in a firm tone, giving his cock another lick. “Turn over.”

He hesitated as he looked at Vice. Seriously? ..so soon? Um…shit. He felt relaxed somewhat but the damn butterflies were back in his stomach. He leaned forward and gently removed the clone’s hands from his cock. He then lifted his head away and gave the other man a small kiss. “As my master commands.” he told him with a smile, figuring the clone would like that. He took a deep breath through his nose as he looked away, his bravado momentarily masked with his actual nervousness. He turned over and moved his hand down to settle his hard length against the mattress.

The clone had leaned up and watched him, he could only grin when he kissed him and said what he did. He waited for him to get comfortable before he moved back down, making sure to keep Simon's legs spread. The clone licked his fingers again, wanting to make sure they remained slick and returned them between the heroes cheeks, rubbing just as gently as before. He waited a moment, wondering how he was going to react to the next move. Vice lowered his upper body, to kiss at Simon's backside. He trailed kisses down the center, scooting back slightly. He kept his eyes up encase Simon decided it was too much as he lowered his face and spread the heroes cheeks. He slipped his tongue out as far as it would go and brushed it against where his fingers had been.

Simon was just concentrating on breathing slowly and as he felt Vice’s fingers he stiffened for a second and then relaxed. Facing away from the clone was worse somehow, making him blush harder. He never thought he’d admit to that one, there wasn't much that could make him blush..or well, anything he thought. When he felt the villains mouth on him he blinked and dared to turn around a bit. But he stopped as he felt his tongue. “Hey-” He wasn't able to keep quiet as he turned around to look at Vice.

The clone smirked, brows lifted questionably. “Yes?” He cooed.

He glared at him. He knew damn well what Simon meant…“Augh-” he huffed and faced forward again. “..n-nothing.”

His grin grew, he had seen how warm Simon's face looked. He returned to what he was doing, this time very slowly pushing his tongue inside. His fingers dug gently into his cheeks as he curled the muscle inside Simon before pulling back out then pushing further back in.

He gasped and gripped the sheets harder, his eyes growing wide. Ohhh fuck that felt good. He bit his lip quickly, his face was already so hot, he closed his eyes feeling the warm wet slickness of the clones tongue go in and then out of his ass.

The hero wasn’t protesting now so the clone continued. His fingers squeezed a little harder as he pressed his face against Simon's flesh, closing his eyes and push it in deeply. He felt so tight around his tongue, his heart thumped a little harder at the idea of pushing his cock inside instead. He sounded warmly against Simon, pulling his tongue out only to brush it flat against that sensitive entrance a few times then shoved it back inside.

“Ohh-goddamn.” he said quickly, letting his mouth drop open. Holy shit if he knew it could feel this good…he should've offered to let the clone do this sooner. When he felt the other man moan against him he swallowed again trying not to echo him. If his finger and then his tongue could feel so good going in and out of his ass like this…then his cock would probably drive him crazy. His breathing was getting heavier and his hands were gripping and relaxing at one of the pillows that he’d grabbed that was near him.

Vice wouldn’t be able to stand it much longer, not with Simon in some obvious pleasure. He would go quick and then slow down, all that talk he constantly does must help work this muscle well because he always had good control of it. He moaned again, once more pushing his tongue as far as it would go before pulling back out. He gave Simon a last flat lick, to ensure it was good and wet before he leaned up slowly. His heart was racing, he would really need to focus so as not to just shove himself inside because thats all his mind could picture. He bit his lip, hard, as he straightened up on his knees and pulled himself free from his shorts. He licked his hand and rubbed it against his cock to make it slick as well before he crawled over Simon. He lowered his body against his, nuzzling the tip of his harden length between Simon's cheeks as his face brushed against  the  heroes shoulder. He gave his skin a few slow kisses.

Oh fuck oh fuck- he couldn’t stop moaning as he felt that tongue tasting and filling him in such naughty ways. His cock was terribly hard and pushing into the bed. He made a sound in protest when Vice pulled his mouth away. He thought that he would tense up again when he felt the clone’s cock against his ass, but he was surprised that all his mind was thinking was that he wanted it. He wanted the clone to fill him and know what that was like when he was full. When he fucked Vice, it was obvious that the other man had more than enjoyed it…he wanted to feel that. Though he bit his lip more from anticipation, he stopped as he felt the villains mouth kissing against his shoulder. That soft act soothed him even more.

His long blue fingers curled around Simon's shoulders as he watched him. He shifted forward, letting his cock push between those cheeks and press against the place his tongue just left. He continued, the resistance was there and it was so damn tight but it still felt smooth between their bodies. He forced the tip in. So tight, so tight. His mind was reeling, he pushed forward. He breathed out heavily as he was slowly sinking inside of him. It felt so hot around his cock, he swallowed again and eased in another inch. Goddamn it, Fuck. “..f-fuck.” He whispered without meaning to. The clones eyes were shut tight, he was really gonna have to focus. He buried the last inch of himself inside him, shuddering out a breath against Simon's shoulder.

He was gripping that pillow a lot tighter than he had initially thought as he felt Vice start to push inside of him. He bit his lip hard as he felt a little pain. It was more of an uncomfortable adjustment his body was trying to acclimate to. And holy shit his cock felt way bigger than just a finger. His eyes closed tight and his breathing was heavy as he felt the other man continue to push inside. Stretching him open and filling him, each inch he thought he wouldn’t be able to take anymore of him inside, and he still kept going. When he heard him curse, Simon opened his eyes a little with a small smile. Took the words outta my mouth. He thought to himself as he relaxed beneath the clone.

Once he was completely inside he held still. He could feel his own heart beat throughout his body and he shuddered out another breath. He pressed a few more kisses on his tan skin. One of his hands crawled up the back of the heroes neck and brushed into his hair, caressing. “Feel ok?” He asked.

He laughed a little, some of it was nerves and he could tell and it annoyed him. “Yeah, keep going…it feels good.” He told the clone.

The clone tensed when Simon laughed. “oh.. don’t, don’t laugh. That feels weird.”

He stopped but still smiled and turned his head to look at him. “Ok…well then c'mon clone boy- fuck me like you wanted.”

He huffed a bit through his nose. Don’t tempt me. He pushed his hands onto the beds surface at Simon's sides and leaned his upper body up. He slowly lifted his hips, pulling out carefully from his ass then just as slow forced it back in. His eyes nearly rolled back and he exhaled heavily, that felt so good. He bit his lip and did it again, savoring the feeling of re-entering that warm wet tight place so painfully slow.

“WHOA-” He said and held onto the bed, the feeling of the clone moving his cock in and out of his ass wasn’t painful, but it was obvious his ass was still adjusting to it. He breathed evenly as he was working through the discomfort to enjoy the pleasure that was centered there where Vice was inside of him. “That….” He couldn't finish the sentence his mouth started to water and he had to swallow down his lust.

He slowed to a stop, worried he might have hurt him. He eased back down towards Simon’s face. “..what?” He asked for the rest of that sentence.

“It…feels good, its- don’t stop.” He said and glared a little through his blush at him.

He smirked. “You’re such a brat.” He whispered as he started moving again. He pulled out a bit only to push back in just a little harder. He leaned up again, glancing down between their bodies and watching when he pulled out and pushed back in. Goddamn it he was tight. He let out a shaky breath as he moved his hips. He had to keep himself from cumming because if he didn’t try not to he could finish right now, it felt so good inside Simon.

He didn’t care if he called him a brat. Because holy shit he never knew it could feel this good. And even just thrusting like he was, he felt so big and he was so sensitive inside. He moved back a little as Vice thrust forward. “Oh-f…damn.” he breathed out. “H-harder, go harder.” Simon instructed, wanting to feel more than this although he wasn’t sure if he could take that much pleasure.

“Now look who is greedy.” He threw that back in his face but he did exactly what Simon wanted. He pull back and shoved himself inside hard, held a moment then did it again. Oh goddamn. Fuck.. “You’re so fucking tight.” He whispered out, taking a deep breath and started to get a rhythm going as he pushed against Simon, burying his cock deep between his cheeks.

Its true, he was, and he didn't care about that either. He wanted it, and he knew the clone would give him what he also wanted. He wasn't able to keep the sounds from his mouth. His eyebrows were drawn up in such a weak way and his mouth was open as he panted out the sounds. “Y-you feel….so big….” He managed to get out as he was having trouble keeping quiet and talking just feeling how the villain was forcing his cock deep inside of him, stretching him wide and filling him so well. “ah…ah…p-please…” he wasn't sure what he meant by that, he couldn't concentrate, he just didn't want it to stop.

The clone rather enjoyed the compliments Simon had been giving him but when he said please oh something twisted inside Vice. It was such a turn on to hear how he sounded. Don’t cum, don’t cum, think of something else, god hes so hot inside.. no no, don’t think of that.. fuck.. the sounds he’s making.. goddamnit Vice don’t do it.. But he couldn’t. It was all too much, it felt amazing and he was so riled up. He bit into his lip so hard he might have tasted blood. He grabbed one hand onto Simon’s shoulder while the other grabbed his hip and he pulled himself against the heroes body as he shoved himself inside several times. It was just too much. “Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck.” He whispered out quickly as he whimpered, held his breath and was cumming, filling up that tight ass of his.

His eyes widened as he felt Vice thrust a bit faster and then when he held him so close. He was-? Nononono…don’t-! Don’t cum yet fuck- “Shit- don’t-!” He gritted his teeth at feeling Vice thrust inside of him so deliciously hard like that. And he felt something hot inside and he knew he’d already came. He turned a little to look back at him with a frustrated glare. “…cum.” He sighed and his body relaxed a little more. Oh fuck he wanted to be fucked a little longer and felt like whining…no matter how good it felt to feel his ass filled up from the clone’s pleasure. He waited a moment until he couldn’t feel Vice moving anymore as he’d finished. “Seriously?” he laughed a little teasingly as he looked back at the villain.

“Holy hell..” Vice breathed out. He slowly grinned when Simon glared back at him. His heart thumped hard in his chest, he shuddered out his next breath, gathering himself. He stuck his tongue out at Simon. “You feel just that fucking good but.. ” He leaned up, slowly pulling himself out of Simon, dripping wet. “I’m not finished with you yet. Turn that cute ass over.” He sat back on his legs on the bed.

He closed his eyes as he felt the clone pull from his body,fuck that was good too. He swallowed before saying, “Oh yeah?” Also, damn... even though Vice didn’t go at him very long, he still felt sore. It was a soreness he rather liked though. Simon slowly turned over as he watched the clone. And once again he propped his body up with his arms. “What ever more could you do to me?” he teased sticking his own tongue out at the villain.

“Fuck you some more duh.” He said grinning as he scooted back up to Simon, reaching out and making the hero bend his knees up so his feet were flat on the bed. He reached out with one hand, wrapping it around Simon's hard length, giving it a slow stroke as his other hand wrapped around his own cock and pushed it down as he leaned his hips forward. The tip of his length finding that sweetly sore spot he was just in, now dripping with cum and slowly pushed his inches back inside the hero.

He was unable to hide his obvious confusion. He looked down at the clone. What? How is that even fair? He thought as he looked at Vice in disbelief. “..what?” He said aloud. “..how?” He was serious. He bent his knees, as the other man stroked against his own hard cock he let out a quick breath. “Y-you’re still-” He moaned as he felt Vice sinking back inside of him. It hurt a little but damn his body adjusted quickly this time, as if it knew what was coming and it more than welcomed the clone with open arms. “Oh…shit.” He said as his eyes closed and his head fell back,his mouth open a little.

The clone only grinned, enjoying Simon's confusion. He assumed he forgot the blue boys were known for how many times they finish in a straight line. He bit his lip, this time able to see Simon’s reaction. When his hand let go of his own cock he rubbed it against the heroes stomach, enjoy the view of his body as he started to rock his hips back and forth, pulling out and sinking to deliciously back in. It felt so soft and wet with it already been filled. His fingers tightened around Simon's cock as he stroked him. If he could he’d fuck Simon all night and fill him up until he could take it anymore.

He managed a quick laugh that turned into a long moan as he fought to say upright. His eyes slit open to look at Vice. That bastard, he knew what he wanted to do all along. And now he could see clearly how hot Simon’s face was, how labored his breathing, and how he was failing miserably at keeping his sounds under control. “You…damn….villain.” He growled out as his eyes opened more. He put his weight on one hand to push him forward so he could kiss at the clone’s lips. “Fuck me, Vice.” He breathed out against them as his other hand moved to cover the clone’s which was busy stroking at his shaft.

He grinned when he called him a villain but it faded, the pleasure so obvious for the clone too. His mouth hung open as he pushes forward. Seeing Simon lean towards him the clone  arched forward just to feel the heros tongue on his lips and hear his breathless words. He kissed back with his own words caressing Simon’s lips. “Yes my prince.” His eyes shut as he focused on moving against the hero, his fingers tight around his cock and stroking along with his thrusts.

He wasn’t able to keep it back, just like moments ago when his ass was the only thing facing the clone. This time though, the villain could see how he struggled to keep his eyes open, he could see his mouth move against the sounds that Vice was pulling from him. Watch as his thrusts caused that white hair of his to move back and fourth against his head. The blush across his face making that weak look he held so much stronger. He wanted to stay close to the other man’s mouth, to feel him breathe against those blue lips and reverse. “F-f-fuuuaa…Vi-Vice…” he said and tried to kiss him again.

He panted warmly against Simon’s mouth hearing him speak his name and he knew what he wanted. He leaned forward just a bit more, his free hand grabbing the heroes hip as he lifted him slightly and he pressed his lips to Simon's. His fingers that caressed the heroes cock moved a little faster, squeezing a little tighter and he moaned in his throat as he kissed him deeply. Pumping into him, he still couldn’t get over the tightness that wrapped his length. So wet, so hot. The heroes face was hot too, he could feel it against his own as he teased his tongue to Simon's lips.

He lifted a hand up to hold Vice’s face so he could kiss him deeper. Taking that tongue that the clone offered into his mouth and sucking hard. Fuckfuckfuck he was so close. Oh god that thickness inside of him was driving him crazy with each stroke. And the villains hand on his cock- he wasn't going to last any longer. He wanted so badly to cum and take all he could from Vice that he’d give. “I-I’m- ahh…gonna…” He said into Vices mouth as he pulled back a little.

When Simon pulled back Vice took it as a chance to lean up and straighten, getting more power behind his thrusts. He panted hard as he pounded against Simon, one hand holding his thigh to keep him as still as he could while the clone moved his hips and his other hand was busy stroking Simon hard and fast. He pushed his cock in as deep as it would go, again and again and again. He had to watch, it was too sexy. Seeing Simon's face and reaction while the clone saw his cock buried so far inside him. “Oh fuck, yes.. fucking do it Simon. Come on, I want to see you cum on yourself.. my prince.. cum for me.. while I fuck your.. perfect little ass.” He whispered out quickly in a dark growling tone only making himself so riled up he was getting back to that ledge he was on just moments ago.

Goddamnit what he was fucking saying- telling him he wanted it and calling him that fucking name. As the clone straightened, Simon moved back a little falling against the bed. He was pumping into his body so hard and it felt amazing. He couldn't pick one place to focus in on and it all just felt like too much. That pressure was building up all goddamn night while he was being teased to hell and back- and he couldn't keep it in- “Fuck!FUCK- Vice-!” The pressure burst under his skin and he shot streams of cum as the clone wanted, on his hand and on his body. He shook with the pleasure, his ass tightened and he cried out not having felt something like this before- it was strong and he came hard. “Ahhhh…ohhh. fuck..” his eyes closed tightly as his body tingled so much it looked like he was shivering.

Oh god yes, yes. the words unable to leave his mouth as it hung open. He loved and bathed in Simon's sounds and words. He watched carefully as the hero came, pouring himself out on his stomach and the clones hand, he could feel how hot it was. Vices eyes shut quickly and he gasped hard, feeling the tightening around his cock. “Ahh fuck!” He whined, holding his breath as he felt his own surge come forward, filling up Simon's ass for the second time. He pumped hard a few more harsh thrusts. “Oh my fucking god.. ” He whispered as he breathed out, his body so tense and his heart pounding. He slowed to a stop as he finished filling him up. He shuddered out another breath. “..fuck..” he licked his lips quickly as his body begged to relax.

Oh fuck as he was filled up again with the clones cum, his mouth was open as he was breathing heavily while he felt the last few thrusts that Vice gave him. He laid back on the bed looking up at the ceiling. “…holy…fuck.” was all he could breathe out. He didn’t expect any of it at all, his tongue, his finger and then his cock it all was…so sooo good. His heart beat was slowing, and he was still shaking a little from the rush of pleasure that had flowed through his veins. He looked down at Vice as he seemed to feel the same way. Simon tried to ease his body up, when he did he reached out and wrapped his fingers around the other man’s neck and pulled him in close. His mouth covered Vice’s softly and he kissed him.

He sighed heavily, his body was aching a little as it relaxed, his heart and his lungs getting back to normal. He slowly opened his eyes, looking down at the mess Simon made across his stomach and he slowly let go of that throbbing cock. He looked a little surprised when the hero pulled him down but when his lips were against his he kissed him back deeply. A hand reaching up to hold the side of his neck, moaning into Simon's mouth.

He leaned away from his mouth feeling weird but maybe it was just the after effects of his pleasure. He looked down at the mess he’d made and grinned. “You sure like me dirty.” Simon chuckled and lifted Vice’s hand up, slowly he brought it to his mouth and took a long lick of his cum off of the clone.

He leaned back as well letting out one last hard breath as he finally felt calm again. He arched a brow watching Simon take his hand but he grinned watching him lick the cum from it. “What are you talking about.. you like yourself dirty.”

He did take a moment to glance down and look at himself again as he thought about all the….terribly naughty things they’d already done. And then he looked back up and licked his lips quickly. “Yeaaa- you’re right.” He laughed.

Vice carefully moved back, shifting and pulling up his shorts. He backed up more and stepped off the bed. “I’m gonna go check on the core.” He pointed a thumb over his shoulder, pausing a moment to look at Simon sprawled out on the clones bed. He couldn’t help but smirk before turning around, grabbing his pants before heading downstairs.

He looked at him and frowned then back down at himself, he was still all messy. “Well, that’s not very attractive.” He chuckled to himself and then moved to get off of the bed and go to the bathroom downstairs. Fucking a, his ass was sore…so weird what had just happened. But he rather enjoyed it. Simon picked up his clothes and carefully made his way down the stairs, feeling…all gooey everywhere. He made a face as he reached the bottom of the stairs, damn more than his ass was sore. He smiled as he headed to the bathroom.

Vice watched Simon head into the bathroom as he stood by his desk. He glanced down thinking over everything, he was surprised Simon let him fuck him.. he had no idea he would end up wanting to do such a thing to a person he considered the cities biggest dickhead. He shook his head, mostly to himself, almost disappointed in himself but he laughed it off. He slipped on his jeans and sat down, checking the computer.

In the bathroom Simon cleaned up…and there was a lot to clean. “Ugh god…is this what its like to be a girl?” So…sore and used. It was rather nice but…damn. He raised a hand and held the other up. “In the future, I solemnly swear to always ask before I cum on a girl.” Though he really didn't mind it on him…it was a bitch to clean. He laughed as he got dressed. Deciding to leave his shirt off as the villain seemed to enjoy what he saw earlier, so this would be a little treat. The hero exited the bathroom, flushing the toilet and joining the clone at his desk. “So? Is it ready?”

Vice was studying his screen when Simon came walking up. He slowly leaned forward in his chair and started typing. “Looks like it broke through..” He dragged out his sentence as he continued to study what the program was telling him. “Hmm..” He typed a few more things before he turned to look at Simon. “You sure you want your powers back? I kinda like you powerless..”

Simon slowly slid his hands into his pants pockets. “That so?” He replied lifting an eyebrow up. He gave the clone a slow smile. “Well, I kind of love me POWERFUL. So the sooner- the better to get back the darkness."

“You’re so emo..” He joked teasingly as he turned back to the computer. He reached out and grabbed the core which was still connected to his computer and held it out to Simon. “Hold it.”

He gave the other man a playful pouty face. And then reached out to take the core that he was handed.

The clone turned back to the computer, typing away at it. He turned to look at Simon as he hit enter on his keyboard and the core came to life. It hummed and lit up brightly. The lights pulsed on it as it slowly started to emit the power that was trapped inside.

He closed an eye and leaned his head away out of habit from the light. When he felt a strange tingling sensation in his arms he looked down again. It wasn’t like before, when the orb had pulled his powers from him he’d felt pain. As if a piece of his body was being ripped from him. This, no this felt the opposite. Like a caress of cool air against his tan skin.

Vice looked back at the screen and started typing again. The core slowly stopped once it was finished, its lights dulled down until they were out and it seemed lifeless. He took it from Simons hands. “It might take a few moments to settle back into you properly.” He set the core down on the desk and typed a bit more.

He stared down at his hands as the clone took the orb away. He flexed his fingers and tried to manipulate the darkness that he knew was inside of him. He felt something pull at his fingers and he saw the shadows move around a little. Then he stopped and looked back at Vice. “Hmm, seems so…” He stared at the orb and then moved his gaze to the clone. “What do you plan to do with that thing now?”

He didn’t answer right away. He continued to type until he seemed satisfied and stood up, exiting the program. He unplugged the core and turned away from the desk. “I need to do more testing but I think I can create a remote to control it. Then I can use it on the light user. ” He said without looking at Simon and walking around towards the kitchen then heading downstairs to his basement to lock the core safely away.

“Ouuuu” Simon said, drawing the word out. He walked behind Vice, following him down to the basement. “I’m so touched that you care for me so deeply as to avenge my safety!” He lifted a hand to his chest and as if he really were moved by the comment.

Vice walked to a safe he had on one of his shelves, pressing his thumb onto its small screen and it unlocked. He placed the core inside and closed the thick metal door before arching a brow looking at Simon. “Yeeeah… yeah, whatever.”

The hero rolled his eyes at the other mans words. “You’re so eloquent.” He sighed and after seeing the clone lock up the orb he decided to play with his powers again. This time he lifted his hands up to pull the shadows from the ground that were hiding under things and he tried to form something in his hands as he started back up the stairs.

“Is it working?” The clone asked as he followed Simon upstairs and once in the kitchen he headed for the fridge.

He leaned against the counter and held a shadow sword in his hands. “Yes, so far.” he said.

He had no idea how thirsty he was until he was holding a water in his hand. He unscrewed the the cap and downed it the liquid. Taking a deep breath when it was finished. “Goddamn…” He whispered quietly.

Simon’s dark eyes looked over to Vice as he heard him. “Sooo- you should totally make me a sandwich.” He said with a slightly pompous grin.

He wiped his mouth, throwing away the empty bottle. “Yeah sure… while you’re sucking my cock I’ll make you one, deal?” He grinned right back.

“You’re so mouthy.” His grin didn’t falter as he continued, “Even after you know I’ve got my powers back.” He sort of liked that the clone didnt care. After a moment he added, “Sure, I wouldn’t mind a little snack before a meal.” He gave his lips a quick lick.

The clones grin did falter, arching a brow as he started at Simon for a moment before answering. “You can’t be serious.”

He returned his look with one that was quite even. “Oh? And why not?”

The clone glared dully at Simon. “Fuck off. Make your own damn sandwich.” He slowly walked around from the kitchen into the great room, heading for the stairs to the loft.

“Awww- don’t be that way.” He huffed and then turned to look at the kitchen. “I’m really hungry…” He went to pull out the food and make himself something to munch on. All the sex and losing and gaining his powers back- really takes a toll on a guy.

Simon was such a dog. While he longed for food, the clone longed for a warm place to curl up in. He smirked walking upstairs and looking at his bed before he plopped down in. He sprawled out at first on his back then rolled over, curling his arms under his pillow and pressing his face into it as he laid on his stomach.

He made a large sandwich with meat cheese and lettuce this time. His stomach was growling as he put the food away and then picked up his meal. He looked up to where the clone had disappeared to and decided to follow after him. Taking a big bite of his sandwich he attempted to lift his body into the air, a bit shakily at first but then he found his footing so to speak and floated up to the loft. He looked down at the clone as he lay there and continued to munch on his sandwich. “You’re tired?” he said with his mouth full.

The clone shifted his face slightly on the pillow, enough to peek one eye up at Simon. “Whyyy are you still here?” He groaned, turning his face into his pillow, the last of his question muffled.

He rolled his eyes at Vices complaint. “Riiiight, mate- Is this how you treated Scarlet after you made sweet sweet love? I’m feeling so rejected…so- so used.” He said dramatically, though it didn’t help that he took another bite of his sandwich, adding a loud crunch to the end of his sentence.

The clone turned his face away and towards the wall as he glared mildly at it. He had managed to not think about her because Simon was here distracting him, it would have been the first night he would go to sleep without seeing her face in his mind. BUT OH NOOO, of course that isn’t going to happen. “You’re so fucking annoying.. ” His tone was serious and angry. “You got your fucking powers back, go back to whatever hole you fucking crawled out of.”

Well damn, wasn't he all fur ruffled again? Simon continued to eat his sandwich in silence, well that and a bit of crunching from his lettuce. He’d only wanted to play. After he finished his food he licked his lips of the remains and stretched a little. “…don’t mind if I do.” he said mostly to himself as he moved forward and crawled in on the bed behind Vice. He wrapped an arm around him.

He huffed when he felt the extra presence in his bed, he shifted over but lifted his head looking angry and confused. He glares at his arm then at him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Go sleep in your own bed you dick.”

“Shhh shhh- calm down.” he said softly already closing his eyes and ignoring the clone’s annoyance. He moved in closer and pulled Vice against him. “Just sleep now.” he was full, his powers were back and he was tired too. Maybe a nap would do him good as well.

His eyes widen a bit in his anger when Simon pulled him closer. He glared harshly at him but unfortunately his cheeks heated up a bit. “You’re too big for my bed, get lost.” He hissed out.

He was relaxing against Vice as he looked down at the angry blue man’s face and laughed a little. “Wasn't too big when we were fucking a little bit ago.” he mumbled and leaned down to give him a quick kiss before moving back and relaxing his head on his free arm.

His lips tighten and his face flamed up some more when Simon kissed him. Ooooo he wanted to kick his ass right out of his bed but he was so tired. He pouted inside himself and frowned. He took a deep breath and let out in a sigh and turned to face away, resting his head back down. “I hate you.”

“Sure you do.” he mumbled, his eyes closed and he was already working on sleeping. “…I hate you too.” he said back with a light tone as he dozed off, breathing softly against the clone’s back.

When silent took over the clone stared half lidded at the wall. Even with someone else in his bed, holding onto him he still thought of her and picturing her smile was the last thing on his mind before falling asleep.

[ill-be-your-phantom]

The Powerless Prince

List of Simon and Vice threads

Simon goes with Vice back to his garage so the villain can work on getting his powers back. They argue and then Simon does something the clone didn't expect. Later they have a brief conversation about how their actions and feelings towards each other are changing to different things. Vice’s text is inset. Naughty action is in BOLD (in case you want to skip it.)

Man. That was uncomfortable. Vice stopped the car when they arrived at his garage. He turned off the car and got out. Lilian had been outside and she came up to greet him with song of meows. She bounded after him as he headed inside, leaving the door open for the big dumb baby of darkness.

He sighed heavily as he got out of the car and closed the door. He watched the clone walk inside followed by his cat. During the drive he’d calmed down some. He wasn't sure if it was because he felt tired or not but he was still irritated, that much he knew. Simon shuffled his feet as he walked into the clone’s home. “So, how are you going to give me back my powers?” He still didn't understand what the hell had happened. Maybe they’d come back on their own and the clone was still fucking with him.

Once inside Vice removed his belt and set it down on the counter, taking the things out of his pouches. He held up the core, looking at it closely again. He glanced at Simon when he spoke up, arching a brow assuming he was a little calmer now that he had his bitch fit. He looked back at the core. “I don’t know just yet, I didn’t create this and I don’t have a lot of information on it. I just know it is a container.” He shrugged, to himself though. “Kind of like the one I had made but this one much more powerful.. and.. ” He glanced at Simon. “Successful.”

He gave him a look that said ‘really- ya think?’ before he plopped onto the sofa that was there, sighing heavily. “I didn't think anyone on this planet was smarter than you.” he grumbled.

He blinked quickly, unsure if he heard right. He shot his glance over at Simon, brows lifted, staring in some disbelief at a, technically, compliment. “Uh.. well.. it’s not about smarts. It’s about money and resources. I’m limited, where a world corporation is not.” He slowly looked back at the core. He saw were he could plug into it. He hurried over to his computers in the opposite corner to the couch, sitting down in his rolling chair and finding the right plug for this thing. Once he did he hooked it up, setting it down on the desk.

Was he fucking serious? Simon held his hands up in the air as if unable to grasp what the clone had said. “Right mate, but- you’re a villain or ya know do you suddenly have a conscious when it comes to stealing from certain places? Gosh, cant loot from these blokes they’re a world corporation.” He mimicked Vices voice quite terribly, and because he was so tired his accent was coming out a little thicker than normal. He leaned forward and rested his head on his hands. “Pft- some villain you are.” he said mostly to himself.

The clone stood up and stomped over to Simon, frustrated as hell. “Look you fucking sack of soulless shit! Everything I’ve been doing was to help you! I lied when I said I needed it for a power source! I got a mother fucking power source right down stairs! That first fucking day you were attacked by that light user, I saw it starting to happen long before I showed up in the alley to save your stupid ass! I wasn’t fucking tracking that shit. That fucking box and device? That was just some tech I had in my car. I lied because I didn’t want you to know I purposely came to fucking help you! This is the fucking thanks I get for giving a flying fuck about your stupid pale ass! So if you would kindly shut the fuck up and let me get your stupid powers out of that core in peace then you can get the fuck out here and never come back!” His heart was racing and his hands were shaking and he whipped back around to sit at his desk again, starting typing angrily on his keyboard.

Simon instantly started to glare harder when the clone began to yell at him. But his expression quickly turned to one of surprise and confusion as he heard what the villain was saying. Uhh…what? He did what because why now? But…didn’t he hate him? Certainly not from the way he was acting. Actually, now that he really thought about it and took what Vice was saying into account…things were starting to feel odd. When he turned and went back to his keyboard to angrily type, Simon just sat there soaking in everything that he’d said. So, if he were telling the truth- then that would be perhaps why he didn’t inform Simon with what the orb was or could do. He lifted an eyebrow and then carefully stood up, and walked over to where Vice was. He grabbed his chair with one hand and turned the clone around to face him, placing his hands on the arms of the chair as he looked down at him.

Vice almost didn’t notice Simon walking to to him he was so dead set on figuring out this core to get the demon out there but his eyes widen when his chair was pulled around. His wild gold eyes glared harshly up at Simon. “You wanna fucking hit me then fucking hit me already, I know you wanted to, you might as well get it over with.” His body tensed honestly ready for Simon to take a swing at him.

He continued to stare down at him not quite sure what the hell was going on between them both. But he knew that he had to show the other man how much he appreciated the help. He might be a dick most of the time, and claim that he didn't understand human emotions, but maybe he was lying to himself... all of that aside, he wanted to do this, badly. Simon lifted a hand up and slipped his hand under the clone’s chin, wrapping his long fingers around it he pulled him forward and then moved down, opening his mouth at the same time and he covered the clone’s lips with his own.

Vice’s eyes widen when Simon lifted his hand but instead of hitting him he felt his fingers against his chin. He looked so confused, his eyes darting back and forth as Simon leaned in while pulling him forward and kissed him. He really didn’t know what to think, he was so sure after how Simon acted he was only going to get worse after the clone had screamed at him. Slowly he felt his body relax, failing to keep the anger up when Simon's mouth felt so warm and comforting. His eyes closed and he inhaled deeply through his nose, letting it out shakily then kissing him back. He broke their kiss, shuddering against his lips then he pushed his back onto Simon's as he slowly got up from the chair.

As he got up, Simon didn't push him away he opened his mouth more for him, so that they could both have as much of the other as they wanted. He was a greedy person and it didn't take him long to see how selfish the clone was. Sort of suited him just fine. He didn't have to worry about giving too much- they could both focus on taking from the other as much as they wanted, and that would be enough to satisfy their urges. Or so he assumed. His tongue pushed into Vice’s mouth hungrily and he moaned as he wrapped his arms around the other man, holding him closer to his body.

The clone lifted his hands to the sides of Simon's neck, dragging back until his long fingers were in his hair. He made a pleased sound feeling Simon's tongue in his mouth, he sucked on it, curling his own around it and savoring the flavor that came from him. This wasn’t turning out at all like he thought but he wasn’t complaining in the least. He moaned again, his fingers digging into those wild white strands.

As he heard Vice moan into his mouth he started to get a little eager, softly biting at his lips and sucking at all he could get to. He pulled the clone against him tighter. Exactly how did it turn out this way? Fuck they were like horny teenagers. Not that he cared at this moment…Simon moved a hand down to Vice’s ass and he pulled the clone against him, giving him a small grind.

He moaned heavier into his mouth as he was pulled tightly against Simon's body and his ass grabbed. He felt that grind, a tickle in his stomach and a growing ache somewhere else. He slid his hands down out his hair and against Simon's chest, he pushed him back, moving with him as he moved them back to the couch.

He didn’t mind as he was being pushed backwards, he moved as the clone pressed against his chest until he was at the sofa. He left his mouth for just a moment so he could pull the clone down to straddle as he sat on the couch. And then quickly he leaned forward and pressed his mouth back eagerly against those soft blue lips.

The clone bit his lower lip in that quick moment their mouths were apart and he came down on Simon's lap when he sat, pressing his knees into the couch and moving against him. His arms wrapped around Simon's neck when his lips were back on his and it was his turn to push his tongue inside, tasting him again and it made the clone whine into his mouth.

Simon pulled his legs farther up around his body, so the clone was as close as he could make him, his head angled upward to take his tongue into his mouth. His hands moved up to his back as he pressed he mouth forward, loving that moan that he heard. “Oh..fuck- you’re…so fucking…hungry-” He could barely pull back enough to say those words as his mouth was still moving against the clones while he spoke.

He used his hips to grind against Simon's lap, his fingers once again digging into the back of his hair. He tugged gently at first then a little harder and puled his head back as he kissed from his mouth to his neck. He bit into the surface of his tan skin, sucking tenderly. He licked across the mark he left before whispering warmly against it. “You are too.” He bit again, even a little harder than the first time.

He held his head to him as the clone bit down, making him feel so hard beneath his pants. God he just wanted to bury his cock inside of him again- maybe that sweet mouth this time. He groaned in actual pain this time from the want. “Ohhhhh- fuck- sss…dammit, bite harder- fuck, ahh..I love that.” He admitted rather louder than he wanted to as the clone bit him a second time. “Vice..” He bit his lower lip after he said the villains name.

He did just as his shadow king wanted him to, biting into him harder. When the demon said his name the way he did it made every part of him heat up, his face got hot and flustered and the ache grew ten fold. He pulled one of his hands down between their bodies and quickly cupped between Simon's legs, rubbing at the hardened length behind his jeans. He sucked harshly on his neck, lapping his tongue against the surface between his teeth as he gave him a good squeeze.

Simon pulled at the clones clothes, wanting him to keep going. To do whatever he wanted because it felt so good. And he was so damn frustrated from earlier, and tired and dammit he wanted his powers back and there was no other way but to take out his frustrations with him. And he wanted that almost more than the rest. “Damn..a.ddicitng…” He muffled out into Vice’s neck. When he felt the villains hand rubbing against his aching cock behind his pants, he brought one of his hands down to place over his and he pushed the clone’s hand harder against him while he gasped.

He licked his neck again where the teeth marks where, dragging his tongue up to his ear. “You have no idea.” He whispered in a dark warm tone before kissing just below his lobe. It riled the clone up further to have Simon pressed the clones hand harder against his cock. He wanted what was behind that tight fabric badly, like really badly. He put his other hand on Simon's chest, pushing him against the couch as the clone pulled his legs back, climbing down off the furniture. His knees hit the floor between Simon's feet and he laid his upper body on the demons lap. His fierce eyes shot up at Simon, watching his as he wasted no time undoing the heroes belt and pants. He bared his teeth a little as he gripped the sides and tugged them down off his hips enough to get what he wanted.

Oh no, he was sure he had too good of an idea. He whined a little and moved restlessly under the clone. The kiss caused Simon to shiver in pleasure, and hit bit his lip again trying to muffle the sounds that came from his throat. The hero leaned forward a little when he felt Vice move- he didn’t want to stop, not now when he was feeling so hot and animalistic. But when the clone got to his knees and started to pull his pants down- Simon helped him. Pulling at them so he could free his hard length which felt a little better once it was no longer being contained. His breathing was heavier and he noticed how hard his heart was beating behind his chest.

One of his hands rested on Simon's hip while the other slipped long blue digits around that thick cock of his. His eyes kept on the demons as he brought his mouth close to those hot inches in his hand. He let his warm wet tongue flick out from his mouth and pressed it low before drawing it up to the tip.

He made a face as if in pain, but it really felt soooo good when Vice’s tongue touched him. He saw his cock twitch a little in the villains hand and he couldn't suppress the whimper than came from his mouth.“Ah!” Augh, he just wanted to pull him forward and sink his length into that soft mouth of the clone’s. But he resisted, knowing that this would be better. His hands which were at his sides gripped at the sofa.

He slowly grinned at Simon's reaction, it made his own length throb and ache but he ignore it the best he could. He moved his mouth a little closer, lapping out his tongue and twisting it to curl around the rim of the head. He curled around one side the the other side before he tilted his cock down. He wet his lips well and pushed them close as he forced Simon's cock between them and into his mouth. He felt his lips outlining shape of those thick inches, pushing down and feeling the warmth it gave on against his tongue and cheeks. He finally closed his eyes as he took in as much as he could, enclosing his mouth tightly around the length before pulling back very slowly.

His mouth opened slowly as he watched Vice’s tongue move against the head of him. “Oh..ah..oh fuck…Ssss…” He lifted a hand as the clone was sliding his cock into his mouth and Simon felt like he had to back away from it- it was too much, felt too good. His head fell back and he closed his eyes for a moment when Vice did. “Fuckfuck…” He said put his hand against the other man’s jaw, he moved his hand slowly to the back of his neck. But he didn't pull him forward-  not yet. He just rested his hand there and continued to breathe heavily as he watched him take his cock out of his mouth. Simon licked his dry lips as he looked down at Vice.

The clones face was burning, purple flushed against his cheeks and though he didn’t care he couldn’t bring himself to look back up at Simon as he buried the mans cock back into his mouth. He sucked gently at first, rolling his tongue along the bottom as he pulled his lips back then down again. His fingers squeezed carefully at the base of Simon's length, moving up tenderly when his mouth was playing at the tip. His other hand massaged into Simon's hip, crawling up his side into his shirt before dragging back down.

He moved his hands to rest on the villains shoulders, and his fingers started to massage his ears. As he felt Vice’s warm wet mouth take him once again he couldn’t help but pull at the clone a little this time. His hips shifted uncomfortably. “Vice…” He said as he felt his cock being squeezed and saw the clone licking at him the way he was- fuck it felt so good. He was making sounds he didn't know he could make as he gripped at the other man’s shoulders.

Vice couldn’t stop the moan sounding in his throat when his ears were being touched and it vibrated against the slick length he pushed in and out of his mouth. He tightened his lips and sucked a little harder when Simon said his name again, then moved a little faster. His fingers dug at the heros skin at the sounds he heard him make. He loved that he was obviously doing a good job.

His mouth fell open again when he felt the vibrations on his cock. “S-suck me..harder.” He heard himself say. His body was starting to grow warm, knowing that it could have release, it wanted it as badly as he did. He grinned darkly down at the clone, and moved a hand to stroke the side of his face softly. “You’re making me crazy…mouth fuck me, cutie.” He managed to tease even as he was trying to swallow back another moan.

The clones cheeks flushed again with what Simon had said and called him. He finally looked up at him, glaring under that purple haze across his face as if to say Stop saying shit like that! He did suck him harder though as he was told. His hand that had been at the base of Simon's cock now moved to grab his hip. With both hands on his tan hips the clone pulled him slightly towards him each time his mouth rolled down his length. He slowly forced it in until he managed to get close to the base, his throat tightening at the uncertain invasion. When he pulled back he dragged his teeth against the top and bottom surface then pushed it back in, taking in as much as he did a moment ago.

His smile softened a little as the clone gave him a glare. He really was cute, especially when he was annoyed. When Vice took so much of his cock into his mouth, Simon bowed forward a little, moving his hands to the top of the clone’s head. “Oh- sshh…” shit..fuck- he didn’t think he could fit that much of his length in his mouth. Biting his lip he was thinking of filling his mouth up with his cum, dammit- he just wanted to fuck him however he would be allowed to. His black eyes focused down on what Vice was doing, as he took him out of his mouth, and his teeth- dammit he was good at this. “Ah-ahhh….” He rubbed the villains head encouragingly, wanting him to continue. He could feel his face grow as warm as the rest of his body. When he was taken back into that warm place he moaned and leaned his head down as he closed his eyes.

The clone closed his eyes again wanting to focus on what he was doing. He held onto Simon's hips firmly as he worked his mouth and tongue around those throbbing inches. He always curled his tongue around the rim when he got to it then forced his mouth quickly back down the length always taking in as much as he could as if he challenged himself to do better. He made deep sounds that could be felt through his mouth and throat against Simon's surface. His mind could only think of what he wanted from him in this moment and he wanted him to feel that powerful release knowing it was him who gave it to him. He was greedy like always, the wanting felt more like desperate needing and right now he needed all of what Simon was willing to give.

Harder..harder…suck me…He chanted over and over in his head. As he stayed bowed over Vice, holding onto his head, unable to close his mouth and unable to stop making sounds of need. He swallowed now and again when he remembered to, fuck he’d never had it feel this good before. The way Vice’s tongue moved over the head of his cock, and how tight his throat felt as he took him in so deep. It was so hard to try and keep his eyes open, he held them shut as he was focusing on the building pressure in his body. “D-don’t stop…I’m-” He said softly and pulled the clone’s head down a little, unable to keep from wanting him so badly.

When Simon pulled his head down the clone tried his very best to relax his throat as he forced himself down, taking in every last inch. I want it I want it, please, give it to me, I want to feel it down my throat.. his mind couldn’t hold back the nasty thoughts as he sucked harder, tightening his mouth as much as he could against Simon's thickness. His blue digits dug into Simon's hips harshly, his own body ached and twisted at the idea of what he was doing to him and the heroes reaction to it all more than satisfying.

Wet and hot- and how he was taking him so deep into his mouth. Shitshitshit he was gonna- “AHH- fuck-!” He bit his lip hard as he held the clone’s head in place, his started to buck a little upward into the clones mouth. He tried his best to stop it, but he didn’t really want to. He pulled Vice closer as he lifted his hips and shoved his cock as deep as it would go inside of the clone’s throat. He shivered violently as he came, hot streams of liquid shooting out into the other man’s mouth. That familiar and welcome feeling of ecstasy rushing out over his body like hot water on a freezing plane.

His brows furrowed, it was uncomfortable but was such a fucking turn on and he did the best to relax and keep his head still so Simon could forced his cock as deep as he wanted it to go. Vice encouraged by pulling on Simon’s hips to let him know wanted this just as much. He could feel the warmth filling up his mouth and spilling down his throat, quickly and instinctively swallowing it down. He made a muffled sound as he swallowed again while his tongue shifted against the slick surface inside his mouth.

Once he came his body started to relax and his grip on Vice loosened. He let his head go and moved his hands to rest on the clone’s shoulders. Leaning back against the couch he concentrated on getting his breathing back to normal. His gaze was heavily lidded as he looked down at the clone. Slowly he started to smile as he lifted a hand to touch the side of the villains face.

He swallowed a last time with his cock in his mouth before he felt Simon's grip and body ease up. He peeked his eyes open to look at him, very slowly pulling his mouth back, his tongue cleaning off what he could before it was out and he was licking his lips. It was strange, he seemed pretty good at it and he enjoyed that very much but this had only ever been the second time he had done it, the first time had been with Megamind. His face still pulsed with heat and his eyes turned helplessly away when Simon touched his cheek. He was feeling embarrassed now but he wasn’t sure why.

He watched the clone clean him up and even though he’d just come he felt that familiar ache once again. Simon smiled as he saw the clone’s reaction to his touch. He moved his hands to either side of his face, and made him look at him before he leaned down as he pulled Vice up, to kiss him. It wasn’t as hungry as before, it was soft and sweet. Something he hardly ever gave because he usually enjoyed the lustful passion of kissing.

He reluctantly looked at him, a hint of frustration behind his expression but it melted away when Simon kissed him.. but then that uncomfortable feeling, like he had before when Simon kissed him while he was in his desk chair. He shifted a little and made a small sound, apart of him wanted to just go away, go far far away now.

He moved his hands and pulled the clone upwards as he backed away, taking him with him. “So, is it my turn to suck you off?” He asked against the clone’s lips. “Cause I’m a little overeager to taste you again, to be honest.” He said breathing hotly against his mouth. He started to kiss him slowly again and then broke the kiss to move under his chin, and on his neck.

Vice crawled back onto the couch, straddling Simon's lap again when he pulled the clone back with him. His lips parted when he felt the heroes words against them then opened further feeling Simon's kisses against his neck. He tilted his face up naturally, his eyes closing and exhaling heavily. “Uhh..” was all he could manage.

Oops- in his eagerness to show his appreciate to the clone he’d forgotten something…Simon reached between them to tuck himself into his pants, he left them undone though as his hands went back up to focus on Vice again. He started nipping and biting softly against the villains neck, enjoying that he was making sounds for him. “Yes?” He asked as his hand moved to touch the other mans hardness beneath his own pants.

He tilted his head to the side as Simon continued giving attention to his neck, quickly biting his lower lip. His hips instinctively moved forward with Simon's hand between the clones legs, grinding against his touch. He made another deep sound in his throat which felt a little sore now. His mind had turned to mush, it was hard to get any words filtered through but then it snapped back and he remembered. His hand curved around Simon's neck and his fingers sunk into his hair. He grabbed a handful of white strands and pulled his head back a bit forcefully, turning his eyes down to look at him with that wicked grin.

He made a sound in surprise as his head was jerked back from the attentions he was giving the clone. His dark eyes looked up at him, his mouth partially open and wet from sucking on the villains neck. He squeezed his hand against Vices hardness and smirked. “What?” He asked.

The clone only grinned, his other hand reached out to stroke against Simon's cheek and down to his chin, his thumb rubbing at his goatee. He watched those dark demon eyes as he leaned down and kissed him, lightly, a few times then trailed his lips down Simon's jawline. His hand moved down to Simon's, pressing it into his harden length just as the hero had done to Vices hand earlier, grinding into it. It was so hard it almost hurt but Vice could ignore it for now. He saw on Simon's neck where he had left his mark from before and he lightly brushed his tongue across it.

He felt something in his chest tighten as the clone touched his face. He ground his teeth together as he felt the villain push his hand into his hardness. He smiled in a weak way. Vice was too much like himself. Maybe that was it? He’d noticed some things they both enjoyed, and perhaps that was why he was feeling a little addicted to messing around and playing with the other man like this. At first it was just to piss him off and fuck around. But now…now it was something different. Now he wanted it- badly. As Vice’s tongue touched across the side of his neck, he felt that it was sore and he moaned for him, remembering his teeth buried in his flesh so deliciously hard. “…fuck…you’ll make…me hard again if you..don’t stop that.”

He grinned against Simon's neck before biting softly in the same spot, but even a soft bite might feel worse on tender flesh. The clones fingers picked up Simon's hand, pulling it up then back down sliding into his pants. He placed his hand back on the outside of the fabric and pushed the heroes digits against his bare length, still giving a soft grind. He licked his neck again and spoke warmly onto the wet spot. “Then I better stop..” He used his hand to make Simon's fingers beneath his pants stroke at his cock which only throbbed against the heroes touch. The clone moaned purposely into Simon's ear.

His grip tightened around Vice as the clone bit the sore spot on his neck. Fuck he was figuring out all the things the hero loved. When he slid his hand under his pants, Simon didn’t waste time in wrapping his long fingers around the clone’s hard cock. He laughed a little at Vice’s words. “You evil little…” He said and started to move his hand up and down on the clone’s length. The moan only drove him more wild and his eyes closed as he made a hissing sound with his teeth. He moved his other hand down to push the clone’s away and he started to tug at Vice’s pants, wanting to get to that harness so he could suck the sweetness out of him.

When he felt Simon tugging at his pants the clone slowly leaned back. He paused a moment then leaned back in to kiss the hero deeply but short as he pulled back further. He pulled his knees off the couch, stepping back onto the floor and standing up between Simon's legs. He waited a moment, his bright eyes appearing dark in his half lidded expression. “What is it that you want Simon?” He asked in a stern tone.

He was confused as Vice got up and he narrowed his eyebrows at the clone but he let him move back after he’d gotten a kiss. When Vice said what he did, Simon frowned for a moment and then rolled his eyes. He reached out and looped a finger under the rim of his pants then pulled the other man towards him. “Isn’t it obvious? I want to suck you dry.” He grinned widely up into those golden eyes.

His hips were pulled forward as Simon tugged on his pants. Vice reached down and pulled the heroes hand away. Lifting his other hand and knocking his pointer finger back and forth while clicking his tongue in his mouth. “A good dog. waits for his treat.”

He licked his lips slowly as he looked from the hardness that was behind the clones pants up to his eyes again. He was an impatient man and often took what he wanted and fuck the consequences. This little game was a bit different however, and he was amused to see how long exactly the clone intended for him to wait. He leaned back and rested his hands on his thighs. Tilting his head he said, “This dog…needs a little training I’m afraid..but, I will try- for you.” He made sure to add the last part so Vice understood that he wouldn’t wait for just anyone and should be appreciative.

He held a grin, tilting his head a little as he didn’t take his eyes off of Simon's. He was being a better dog than usual. They were both acting so differently than they were before. He brought his hands to his own pants, slowly unbuttoning them, even slower to unzip them. His long fingers sunk between the fabric and his warm blue flesh, pushing both his pants and shorts down just a bit. He hooked his thumb into the front of his underwear and tugged them down while his other hand wrapped around his length, pulling it out. It was almost painful how hard he was and his lips parted as he started to stroke himself in front of Simon, gold eyes still watching black ones.

He watched the clone draw out taking off his pants and of course his heart was starting to beat quickly in his chest. His gaze focused there on the one thing he wanted from the villain and as he started to stroke himself, Simon swallowed harshly as his hands tightened on his pants. He could be patient. He would get what he wanted regardless of how long it took but- honestly he didn’t think he’d be this eager. He slipped his tongue between his lips to wet them in anticipation as he forced his gaze back up to the clones for a moment and then flicked it back down.

His grin grew a little to one corner making it a little crooked. He gave himself a few more slow strokes, closing his eyes only briefly because it felt so good to rub at himself after being hard so long. He peeked his eyes back open and leaned forward. His free hand reached out, fingertips starting at Simon's forehead and carefully brushing back through his bangs and curving all the way to the back of his head. The clone gripped lightly and pulled the heroes head forward towards his hips. With his cock in hand he watched down as he pressed the tip to Simon's lips. “Open your mouth.. but don’t do anything else until I say.” He said in low tone.

He watched him touch himself more, and seeing his expression made the hero swallow again, his throat felt so dry. When Vice leaned forward to brush his hair aside, one of his eyebrows twitched upward. He seemed to enjoy his hair quite a lot and it made him wonder if it was because he had none. When he was pulled forward, Simon followed and he was opening his mouth before the clone even told him to. His gaze lifted upward however when he was instructed to do nothing else. He closed his mouth for a moment in defiance and then decided to hell with it and he opened his mouth again, trying not to just grab the villain and mouth fuck him stupid.

The clone almost laughed when he saw Simon close his mouth, he was sure trying to tell the all powerful prince of darkness to do something was going to be a hassle. But he was pleasantly pleased when Simon's mouth opened again. Vice watched as he carefully guided the head of his cock to rub in a circle following the shape of Simon's mouth. He pushed it in only a little, pushing it flat against the heroes tongue. He shifted his hips forward only a small bit, rubbing his cock tenderly against the heroes palate. He rocked gently back and forth, savoring the warm wet feeling of Simon's tongue, his own lips parted and he breathed out heavily. “Your mouth is so warm my prince.”

He smiled as his mouth was open and the clone slid his cock inside. He had to do his best not to reach out and pull him harder against his mouth, but he instead let his tongue lift up and touch the underside of his length. Giving him a small moan as he did so. He looked up as he started to rock in and out of his mouth. And then he called him that name…and he couldn't help but close his mouth over his cock and suck at that hot thickness, savoring how his skin tasted.

He gasped lightly as he leaned forward, his hand gripping Simon's hair tighter. He managed to move back pulling his cock out of the heroes mouth. He shuddered an inhale and sighed it out as he looked down at him. “What did I say?”

He glared up at him with that defiance and actually gave a small huff of frustration. Glancing down he looked at the clones cock and then back up at him before slowly opening his mouth again. Wanting him to continue.

The clone enjoyed that glare and he smirked down at him. When he opened his mouth again Vice pushed Simon's head back towards the clones thin frame, pushing his cock into his mouth just as slow as before again rubbing its underside flat against the heroes tongue. His expression loosened because of how good it felt and he sighed out heavily. “Suck on it.” He pulled his hand on Simon's head back and brushed through his hair again.

He leaned into the clone as he pushed his length back inside of his mouth. Tasting his skin once again as the other man stroked into him slowly. When he was told to suck, his tongue instantly curled around Vice’s cock, and his lips sucked down soft at first and then he leaned in, trying to take all of that blue length that he could, sucking hard as he reached the base of him. He moaned heavily against the feeling of his mouth being so full.

The moment Simon's mouth closed around his sensitive length his eyes closed, brows titled in a weak tone and his lips parted. It was so warm, so soft, around his hard inches. He made a sound when he opened his eyes back up to look down at him. His hand laid lazily buried in those beautiful white strands, moving with the motion of Simon's head.

Pulling back slowly, he stopped when he reached the head of Vice’s length, letting his teeth scrape along the sensitive part as he lifted his eyes up to look at the clone. He lifted his hands and wrapped his fingers around the clone’s hips, as he pulled him out quickly from his mouth, he equally jerked him forward and sucked him back inside that warm wetness, letting his teeth graze the top and bottom of his cock as he went down.

The clone gasped when he shoved his cock deep into his mouth. His eyes closed again leaning his head back, his breathing escalating with each pleasurable movement the hero made. Vices long blue fingers curled in the mess of hair, tightening his grip continuing to follow Simon's motion. Good boy, such a good boy. He thought, unable to bring himself to say it out loud at risk the hero might stop.

Simon pulled him closer so he could suck him in deep, holding him in and sucking hard as long as he could before he had to pull back and catch his breath a little. He lifted a hand to hold the clone’s length, then let the underside of his tongue flick against the head of him. When Vice pulled on his hair he sucked him back into his mouth quickly pulling back. He did it again, moving down and taking all of him in his mouth before pulling back. He sounded loudly enjoying the sensations and the feel of his heart hammering against his chest. His face was hot but he couldn't care less because he was trying to get the other man to give up that sweet pleasure that he knew wasn't too far away.

“Fuck..” He whispered out quickly with a heavy exhale, looking back down at Simon. Why was he so damn good at this. He wet his dry lips but they parted again with the sounds he made. Deep moans as the ripple of sensations stemmed from Simon's wet warm mouth and the vibration of the heroes sounds only made it better. “Do you want it? Do you want me to cum down your throat Simon?” He asked quickly in a dark tone even though he knew the answers.

He looked up at him and lifted an eyebrow. Instead of talking he let his mouth explain in another way. Sucking hard as he pulled back, letting his teeth roughly scrape against the clone’s sensitive flesh before pushing forward again and trying his best to keep his own lust under control. Of course he wanted it, that was why he was going at him so hard.

The clones mouth hung open as Simon worked so deliciously hard on him, his other hand joining to grab at those white strands. With his fingers buried into his hair Vice pushed the heroes head down, bucking his hips forward as his cock moved in and out of Simon's warm slick mouth. He moaned loudly. “Oh.. fuck, yes.. such a good fucking dog..” He finally said out loud unable to help himself. He was getting pushed so violently to that edge. Harder, faster, deeper. Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. His body was tense, his heart pounding. His eyes closed tight. “Oh god, fuck.. dammit…. Simon!” After the hero fucking him so royally on the counter, then Vice sucking his dick until he filled the clones mouth, he was so horribly riled up it almost hurt to finish. He held his breath gripping tightly onto Simon's head as he pushed his hips forward, making sure every last inch of his cock was deep inside the heroes mouth and feeling the back of his throat. The clone came and he came hard.

Fucking- yes- that’s what he wanted. He wanted him to give in to it, to take his pleasure from Simon’s mouth. The things he said only made the hero feel more wild as his mouth worked the clone’s cock. He made a surprised sound when his head was jerked forward, but he sucked hard as he felt that the other man was close. If he could have told him that he wanted him to cum in his mouth and fill him until he couldn’t breathe- he would have. As Vice started to curse and say his name, he jerked his head forward again and this time the hero was more than ready to take all that the other man would give him. He opened his mouth as much as he could to take in the clone’s cock as far as it would go. His throat protested a little at such an intrusion but he ignored it and held Vice’s slender hips against his mouth while he swallowed the sweet cum that the villain gave him to drink.

The pleasure and release shot down every inch of him, a few moments of holding still as he finished, his mouth wide open and his tightly shut and holding his breath. He took a heavy inhale, shuddering it out as he panted. The sensation was rippling now, running it’s course and being quickly followed by a sense of contentment. “Oh.. fuck… ” He whispered out faintly as his body slowly relaxed. His shoulders drooped and he leaned his head back, focusing on breathing out slowly. He peeked his eyes open and looked back down at Simon  as his hands released his white hair. He swallowed hard against a dry throat, pulling himself from Simon's talented mouth and pushing the hero back against the couch. He grinned leaning down, wasting no time pressing his lips to Simon's and forcing his tongue inside his mouth wanting to taste what the hero just swallowed.

He held him against his mouth sucking softly until he felt the clones body relax. When he could swallow no more he moved his tongue inside against the underside of the other man’s cock. As Vice pulled his head back he let him, his length slipping from his warm, wet lips. As Vice moved down to kiss him he leaned forward and thrust his tongue between those blue lips. If he wanted to taste any part of cum left in the heroes mouth, then he’d give him what he wanted. Lifting a hand up he grabbed the clones chin and moved his face away. “You’re a little greedy- you know that?”

He made a sound deep in his throat and sucked on Simon's tongue briefly until he took it from him. He swallowed back the flavors of both of them from the heroes mouth and smirked. “What ever do you mean?”

“I've cum in your ass, your mouth and sucked you dry- yet you still want to take your own flavor from me.” He stuck his tongue out and licked against the villains lips teasingly. “I’d say that’s pretty greedy. Especially since I’ve already informed you how much I enjoy your taste.”

“Whatever..” He narrowed his eyes watching Simon's dark hues then slowly leaned up. He adjusted himself back into his shorts as he watched down at the hero. “..you like it.”

He leaned back against the sofa and stretched a little, letting his long legs slide out into a relaxed position as he looked up at the clone. Taking his time enjoying the view that he was offered. When he reached his eyes, the hero gave him a wicked grin. “Maybe.”

He didn’t zip his pants up, instead turned slowly walking over near his desk. A few shelves held boxes with his suits and clothes in them. He dug through one and pulled out a fresh pair of pants and a normal shirt. “No maybe about it..” He said not looking over at him as he removed his boots and changed from his dark cargo pants to a pair of jeans. He took off his top with the long orange and yellow V down its front, it smelled lightly of the chemicals Psycho had used but luckily not even close enough to be dangerous. “Just admit it.” The clone finally glanced back over a Simon, as he held his t-shirt in hand.

Those scars…hm. Seemed like he’d had a rough time of it, the hero logged the information away. He knew that the other man had been through some shit- but Scarlet never told him the full story behind the clone. And Awww did he want to hear him say how much he loved the clone being so greedy like he was? “What if I don’t?” Too bad. Simon laughed evilly in his own mind as he watched the clone with his dark gaze.

The clone scoffed, shaking his head and looking down at his shirt. It’s material was both fitting and incredibly stretchy, he didn’t even have to force it when he pulled it over his head despite it’s size. Pulling down pass his face until it was comfortably settled on his long torso. “Admitting it is half the battle of addiction they say..” He adjusted it a bit and took a few steps to his desk chair, sitting down and swinging around to face his desk.

The hero laughed. He had said he was addicting…“Touche’.” He said and stretched again. It crossed his mind briefly just how many times they could fuck in a day before they were liable to pass out from exhaustion. Hm, maybe he’d have to test that and find out. He stood up and walked over to the kitchen area, touching his stomach and suddenly feeling very hungry. “Got anything to eat around here?” he asked.

Now that that lust beast inside was content for a little while his curious mind was now completely focused on the core. He almost didn’t register what Simon had asked. “Uh yeah, think so. Lady normally keeps it well stocked.” He started typing away, opening program after program trying to find one that could start digging into the cores data.

He opened the refrigerator and peaked inside. He didn’t feel like actually cooking- though he could- so he just grabbed stuff to make a turkey sandwich. As he placed the bread on a plate that he located in one of the cabinets he glanced over to the clone and asked, “Right mate, did you want one too?”

This time Vice didn’t hear him. When he found something he was getting excited to crack this mother fucker. He grinned, typing up quickly as he started the program. As information was pour out of the core Vice was demanding more from it. “Oh really..” he whispered to himself and continued to type away.

He would have used his powers to get the clones attention, but when he didn’t feel any stirring of the shadows his heart felt a little let down. Right, no powers right now. He huffed in a frustrated way and then walked over to Vice. Reaching out a hand he flicked his ear softly and repeated his question. “Food. Want any?”

Vice looked so lost when he was pulled straight out of his computer zone, looking up at Simon blankly. “Oh! Uh.. No, no I got plenty of protein today I’m good.” He smirked.

The hero snorted at the clones response. Got a bad ass over here…he laughed and went back to the kitchen to finish up making his food. He walked leisurely back over to Vice as he took a big bite of his sandwich. He chewed as he watched the clone typing away at his computer.

He was zoning again, silent and focused. Reading and typing, making little sounds of interest when certain information pop up. After many long moments he leaned back into his chair staring at his screen. “Huh.. well.. ” He slowly looks over his shoulder at Simon. “It looks like I will be able to crack into it but it’s gonna take time.” He just had to let the program to unlock all the protection on the core.

He ate his sandwich as he watched in silence. The food was hitting his stomach and making him feel better. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was. Maybe it was losing his powers like that so suddenly. When Vice turned around and said what he did, Simon finished off his final bite before saying, “Time…how much time do you think?”

“Uh..” He started, looking back at the computer, sighing out his words. “Couple hours I think. It’s got a lot of protection to break through.” He looked back at Simon with lifted brows as if to make sure that wasn’t a problem.

His whole body visibly relaxed. Like there was a tenseness he wasn’t even aware of. He’d never not had his powers and it felt really weird feeling so…helpless? AUGH- terrible word. Simon smiled slowly then reached out and ran his thumb along the clones lower lip and goatee. “Thanks, shorty.” He said.

The clone was fine until he called him that. His lids and brows lowered, glaring harshly at Simon.

He laughed in a light tone. “So defensive.” leaning down he kissed him on the lips softly and then turned to walk back to the kitchen to get a drink.

He continued to glare even after getting a kiss. His eyes narrowed, watching Simon disappear into the kitchen. The clone looked back at the screen. He thought for a few moments, glancing down and looking unsure. Bottom line this was all still so weird, especially for one day. And the way they were acting.. even weirder. He got up and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

He was still hungry. He wanted another sandwich and debated making it as he opened the fridge again. Sighing he just grabbed a coke bottle and pulled it out. Closing the fridge door he opened the soda and took a long swig from it as he saw the clone come into his view.

Vice slid into a bar stool, and just looked at Simon in silence with that uncertain expression. As if he wasn’t sure what to make of the hero even though he’s been here the whole time.

He swallowed down the acidy-drink and then leaned back on the counter near the sink. An eyebrow lifted up at Vice’s look and he shrugged, “What?”

He waited to answer, unsure if he should say anything. He shook his head shortly. “Us. I guess.. It’s weird.. isn’t it?”

“What’s weird?” He asked. He took another swig of his soda.

The clone wasn’t sure how to explain. If he tried it only sounded too attached, but he just didn’t feel it ran that deep. There was no doubt attraction there, he knew for himself he had been lonely and heartbroken, quickly coming to enjoy the company and what they had been doing and he can admit he looks differently at Simon than he did before.. but he knew that’s where it stopped. How could he ask if this rare crack in between emotions where it felt like a relationship without actually being one was ok or normal. He glanced down then back up at Simon. “Why did you do what you did after I screamed at you? Why didn’t you hit me or yell back?”

He brought his bottle down as the clone said what he did and he looked at him skeptically. Was he asking this seriously? His tone and manner said that he was. Simon frowned. “You expected me to hit you?”  He asked back before giving his answer. “Why?”

“Answer my question and then I’ll answer yours.” He said firmly, crossing his forearms on the counter in front of him.

“All right mate, easy easy.” He joked and held his hands up as if he meant no harm. “Well, I guess I thought it was kinda cute- what you said when you were yelling at me, I mean.” He shrugged again.

“Cute?” The clone honestly didn’t understand. And he wasn’t cute, he huffed in his head. He was angry but unfortunately it wasn’t taken seriously.

His reactions were really strange. “Why’s it so hard for you to admit that you like me, hm?” He asked in a calm voice, perhaps if he didn’t tease him he might get some sort of answer from him.

The clone held a stern expression, the idea of instantly saying he didn’t came to mind and almost out of his mouth just for the sake of it but he managed to stop himself. “Fine.” The clone also managed to keep eye contact even thought he so badly wanted to look away. “I do.” He shrugged, trying to sound firm in his answer, like he totally knew what he was talking about even though he had no idea.

He smiled slowly at the clone’s admission. “And that irks you.” He found it so unbelievably cute that it did. He fought letting a sigh escape his lips and tried to keep serious. “Now then, tell me why you assumed or expected rather- that I would hit you earlier?”

“Because..” He thought it would be obvious why the clone would have thought Simon was going to hit him. “You were so mad at me for not telling you about the orb, you wanted to hit me so bad back in the sewers.”

“No, back in the sewers- I wanted to kill you.” He said flatly, looking at the clone with dead eyes remembering how helpless and used he had felt. “But, well- once you said what you did it hit me that you were being honest, why would I still want to kill you if you’d proven me wrong in my assumptions?"

He rolled his eyes a bit when he remembers how hard Simon was pouting earlier. He glanced away, his lids lowering as his expression went a little blank. “I donno.” He shrugged.

He leaned forward onto the opposite side of the counter where Vice was sitting. "You do know.” He said evenly as he looked straight across at him. “Tell me."

“No, I don’t know.” He sighed out seem mildly frustrated. “I assumed you didn’t really care what I had to say, or to know why I did the things I did. I didn’t think that would effect you in the least.” Feeling more and more uncomfortable by the second the clone turned, sliding off the bar stool and walking back into the great room.

Ohhh no, he wasn’t gonna get off that easy. Simon frowned and watched how he was acting and as he started to walk away he followed him and quickly moved to stand in front of him. “And so now you know that I do care about those things.” He said looking down at him. “Is that whats weird?”

Vice stopped, looking up at Simon with that uncertain expression. He opened his mouth making a sound but unable to decide how to answer that. Glancing down then back up he simple nodded.

He lifted an eyebrow once again in confusion and then held his hands out. “Sooo would you like me to not care then? Would it make you feel better?”

“Well.. no.” He looked even more confused than before.

“Christ.” He said and huffed out an annoyed sigh. He moved his hands to his hips and asked, “What do you want me to do then?”

His brows furrowed, looking Simon up and down a moment. “I didn’t say I wanted you to do anything…” And he hadn’t. He just didn’t know what to make of all this weird middle ground he was unfamiliar with.

Simon rolled his eyes. “God you’re like a woman.” He mumbled to himself and turned to walk back to the sofa to relax.

He went back to glaring. Whatever. Dick. The clone turned away walking over to his shelves and grabbing up a pair of socks and his chucks. Sitting in his desk chair and putting them on.

“Why’re you putting on your shoes?” he looked around the place, didn’t seem like there were too many hazardous things the clone could step on.

“Because I’m such a woman and you know how ladies love their shoes.” He said sarcastically as he tied them.

He laughed. “Too bad, I thought your little blue toes were sexy.” he leaned back on the sofa as he had before.

“I’m bored so I’m going into the city until the program is done.” He stood up, leaning over to his computer and using his mouse to open up another program. Then took out his phone to sync it with that program so he could keep an eye on it.

His eyebrows narrowed in annoyance. “You’re bored?” wait what? Really?Scoffing he continued, “Ok boy wonder while you’re out alleviating your boredom- what the fuck am I suppose to do?”

Vice slipped his phone back into his pocket and looked over at Simon with an expression that matched the word he used. The clone shrugged.

He couldn’t glare harder at him. He didn’t want to go out and about without his powers. He gritted his teeth and looked away thinking about his options. Fucking seriously he wanted to go out it was only a few damn hours. He rolled his eyes and then looked back at Vice. “I cant…go.” he said reluctantly.

He hid the smirk he wanted to display when he saw Simon glare at him so harshly. “That’s fine. I didn’t ask you to go.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets.

AUGH!! Why was he being such a big dick right now? He fucking KNEW that he couldn’t go out like this- in this-this helpless fucking state. “Fine- whatever.” Going out into the night would be torture if he couldn’t feel its sweet caress of darkness flowing through his veins. Indeed it was painful just sitting inside and not being able to feel it. “No, fuck it. Fuck you, I will go out- I don’t need my goddamn powers.” He growled out in anger as he jumped up from the couch and made sure his pants were zipped up and his clothes righted.

The clone laughed lightly again and followed, picking his keys up along the way and heading out the door. He walked to the drivers side of his car, watching Simon with an arched brow.

He sighed so heavily he felt like his body would pass out just from getting rid of the carbon. He walked over to Vice and his dumb car. Looking at him he said, “I’m never letting this happen again. Just so you know.” Before he opened the passenger side door and got in.

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“Happy New Years!”

 Yeah Vice- everyone has to know… shhh ;D

also wtf tumblr not letting ppl make the image bigger unless its a ‘photo post’ /HUFF

so here is a redo with it as a photo post >u

[ill-be-your-phantom]

A Purple Haze

List of Simon and Vice Threads

Vice explains to Simon more on Psychodelic. They go to the clone’s garage to ready equipment and have a bit of naughty fun. Later they sneak up on Psycho to get back the item that can help Simon against the light user. Continuing from Lyndz’ posts, Vice’s text is inset. Naughty action in BOLD.

Vice took Phantom to his place. Opening the heavy front door and switching on the lights. He peeked into Lady’s room to see if she was there, she wasn’t and that was for the best since she had history with Psycho. Lilian had woken up to the sounds; she trotted down stairs from Vices loft and came running and meowing. She jumped up onto the bar counter in the kitchen, looking at Vice then at Phantom. “Ok I’ll get the masks.” Vice said as he headed down into his basement.

He looked around while the villain headed to get the masks to deal with the smoky bandit…ugh. He shouldn’t think of the purple skeleton dude like that. He was supposed to be the only bandit around these parts. Damnit. His lower lip slipped out a bit while he pouted. As he saw the cat he smiled however and said loudly, “You have a cat- how…fitting.” Lifting a hand he reached out to stroke the cat that was there on the counter.

Lilian stared at him curiosity but when he reached out she sensed something wrong about him. Her hair puffed up a bit and she leaned back before stepping away and growled a little. She stared at him a moment longer before she backed up some more then leaped off the counter to dart away into Lady’s room. “Shut up.” Vices voice called from downstairs, then the sound of him going through stuff, probably boxes looking for his masks.

He paused, his hand as the cat didn’t seem to like him…strange. He looked at his hand and then back to where he’d heard Vice’s voice. “She’s got the same attitude problem you do too.” He snorted in amusement and then turned to lean his tall frame against the counter.

“Obviously,” His voice came closer as he climbed the stairs. “She can sense pure evil.” He grinned as he was coming up with a small box. He set it down on the counter, pulling out a few what look like advance gas masks. He takes one and turns it on; checking it to make sure it’s still good and working.

“Ouuu,” he put a hand over his chest as he looked at Vice. “Easy with the compliments- you’re making my heartbeat quicken.” He said sarcastically. Simon’s eyebrow lifted curiously as he leaned over to look in the box.

After checking it he handed it towards Simon. “See if that fits on your face ok.” He picked up another one and checked it as well; this one didn’t turn on right away. He starting checking the others they worked but he really wanted this one because it was better. He opened it up and looked over it, removing a piece he thought was the problem then he set it down, walking into the great room to the table in the middle.

He made a face in displeasure as he was handed the mask. He looked down at it and sighed heavily. It wasn’t nearly as pretty as the one he wore with his suit. Phantom lifted a gloved hand up to swipe his bangs out of his face as he used the other to place the mask on and adjust it. “Well? How’s it look then?” He said with a muffled voice from under the mask as he pointed to his face.

He found the piece he was looking for, picking it up but accidentally knocked over a small pile of papers onto the floor. He huffed, leaning down to pick them up. In the mix of papers was a photo. He frowned as he slowly leaned back up and started straightening them, setting them down on the table and glaring at the photo. He didn’t even hear Simon.

Dropping his hand he huffed a short breath as he was ignored. He walked over to where the clone was and lifted the mask up to rest on top of his head. He leaned down and got in the clone’s bubble, leaning over his shoulder. He looked down to see what photo the other man was so upset about.

The photo was of Scarlet, happy and laughing and trying to shield herself with her hand trying to not get her picture taken but failing. Vices lids lowered when he felt Simon behind him. “What’s it like?” He asked quietly.

He frowned as he saw who it was…why was he glaring at it? When the clone said what he did, the hero was quiet for a moment before he asked in return, “What is what like?”

“Being disconnected…” He was glaring because every time he thought about her he hated himself so much more. “Not caring too much when shit happens.”

He leaned back a little and sighed again. “It’s lonely.” He answered and looked away into the room. “And empty.”

Vice slowly turned his head to look at him, looking a little confused. He shook his head. “But…” He paused “…It bothers you?” He thought there wasn’t much in the world that bothered Phantom.

His look turned into a soft glare as he looked back down at the clone. “…on some levels it does.” He admitted grudgingly. “I’ve never…felt things. I’ve lived a long time as a human...still the emotions don’t make sense...” he trailed off as his dark eyes searched over Vice’s face for the right words. “I don’t know if I lost the ability when I gave up my soul…” He turned away from him and lifted a hand up to scratch the back of his head. “If I ever find the pure soul…how can I… make them love me?” He’d never felt love before either- ever. His hand dropped and he shook his head, glancing back to Vice. “At least you have that.”

Vice watched his face, now that he felt he didn’t hate Phantom as much as he had before this was interesting to dig into what was going on behind that pretty face of his. “I guess…” He paused, thinking about it. “You do feel some things… you felt surprised and frustrated tonight by psycho… you felt embarrassed when I called you prince. You felt desire and urge when we uh…” He glanced away, shrugging a little. “I’m pretty sure with the right situation to come along you could experience any feeling that we all do.” He slowly looked back at him.

He gave him a skeptical look at first, but as he listened to what he said his expression was changing as if concentrating. Was that what it was? Was that why he reacted the way he did about finding out about that purple freak? And then how weird he was feeling when Vice had come up with that stupid name…that he rather liked. The sex was good sure, but- he was in this body and he just assumed it had its own needs. But, the clone could be right. If that was the case then... was he always looking at things from the wrong perspective? He turned back to Vice, feeling a little better for some reason, and he gave the clone a reassuring smile. “You may be right…I hope you are.” He said softly and then shook his head a bit, making the mask move. “We’re supposed to be talking about you though- why don’t you just go to Gotham and get her?” He asked feeling a little confused about the other man’s situation.

He kind of felt proud it seemed he had told Simon something he must have not considered. He smirked a little when he had smiled at him and nodded but his smile turned a little sorrowful just mentioning Scarlet. “I… I tried.” He forced a light laugh. “She didn’t even want to look at me.” He looked so hurt, his eyes turned down and over to the picture lying on top of the papers. “I’m such a fucking idiot.”

He stuffed his hands in his pockets, feeling... something. He wasn’t sure now. But as he looked at the villain he tried to think of Scarlet and how he should word his next sentences. “Well…I mean- you know about her uhh… history right?” He started out. “She’s used to being cheated on I suppose- so your um, well what you did I assume didn’t help her confidence level overly much.” He walked over to Vice. “Look mate- don’t worry about it ok? I’m sure she’ll come around.” He reached a hand out and placed it on his back, giving him a small rub. “Pft- to be honest she wouldn’t shut up about being with you when I got here.” He laughed, trying to make Vice feel a bit better.

He felt the urge to pull away from Simons comforting gesture but he made himself stay put. What he said was true, she was used to it and he had done the one thing she was hoping so badly he wouldn’t do because she already knew what it felt like. He didn’t deserve for her to come around but that didn’t stop the clone from wishing it every night he laid awake. He slowly looked up at Simon, he glared and huffed. “Yeah. Whatever…” He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Oh no- I’m serious!” He gushed a little for the clones benefit. “Seriously, Vice this- and Vice that-” He rolled his eyes. “I met you and I was like-fucking for real? This was all she was going on about this here- little stick.” He playfully poked him in the chest. “And I was just unsure how that worked out I mean,” He made a motion in the air as if he were building her shape, “Those hips of hers- how could you survive?” He grinned devilishly now and lifted a brow up teasingly at Vice. “But, like I said though- only at first did I think that….wait, well-you’re still a stick-” He chuckled. “But you’re a cute little stick who is ahh…so much sturdier than his appearances.”

He just glared boredly at him as he teased him, glancing down at his chest when poked then back up at him, his expression saying ‘you’re-such-a-dick’. He scoffed, moving away from Simon as he pushed at him, taking a few steps before turning back around. “Hey, I may be lean but I work out ok??” He lifted his arms to his sides and curled them in the ‘gun show’ pose. He tried not to think about Scarlet’s hips, that beautiful body and way she moaned... goddamn trail of thought led right into it. He waved his hands at Simon as if to throw the subject away and turned to walk back into the kitchen. “It doesn’t matter now anyway.” He picked up the mask he had opened and replaced the broken part.

He bit back a response about Vice’s muscles being cute little mosquito bites…that would be going the opposite way that he wanted. Still, he kept grinning and moved up behind Vice; he wrapped his arms around the clone’s lean body and moved his mouth to caress against his cheek. “I only mean I see what it is- that drives people to distraction when they’re around you.” he said in a sweet voice that caressed the very darkness. “The soft skin, those gold eyes and your bad attitude- somehow drives people wild.” He moved his head a little lower and kissed the other man’s neck. “And the way you sound when you’re getting fucked senseless-” Phantom groaned in a most painful way. “You may be just a little addicting, Vice.”

Vice seemed surprised when he felt Simons arms around him, looking down at them. His brows furrow about to snap at him about it but then he felt his lips against his cheek and he tensed, swallowed and glared to the side where Simon teased. He had to hold back a sound when his neck was kissed, leaning his face away, baring his neck on instinct and closing his eyes but still looking annoyed despite how good it felt. “Thanks... I guess.” He huffed under his breath, the aforementioned golden eyes peeking open and looking away, stupid fucking soulless demon.

“Aw, don’t be so mad still- I mean what I say.” he was feeling better from talking to him, which was interesting in itself and he wanted the other man to not focus on negative things. His hand slid slowly down Vice’s front and he rubbed his stomach in smooth motions. He turned his head and gave the villain’s earlobe a playful nibble.

Simon was so damn good at distracting Vice from pain, like he had on the first night when the hero found the clone all beaten up. He thought maybe if things had been different, if he wasn’t in so much pain and didn’t feel so alone he wouldn’t have let things get to where they’d gotten. But the truth is it had. It seemed Simon found the clone when he needed distraction the most. His eyes closed again and he took in a deep breath letting it out through his nostrils. He took another sharp breath opening his mouth when the hero nibbled his sensitive ear. “We uh... um...” His mind was trying to connect words with his mouth but struggling.

That was good, that’s what he wanted to hear from the clone. He wanted him to feel good right now, not be so angry with himself. Weird how that worked out- but they had agreed to play for a while and the hero would take full advantage of that agreement for as long as he could. He was being truthful when he said that there was something addicting about the villain. “We…what?” He whispered hotly against Vice’s ear. He continued to rub soft lazy strokes at the other man’s stomach, and then he moved a little lower to push his fingers between the top of the clone’s pants. He didn’t go down all the way, just stayed under the edges where he could keep moving his fingers in a relaxing way, while his mouth moved down to that long blue neck. He kissed him softly and then started to bite- something he enjoyed doing immensely.

He swallowed once more, his mouth hanging open again as he held each breath a little longer than usual, pushing them out deeply when he needed air. “W-we… should be... going... ” He said, putting down the mask. When he felt Simons fingers lower it sent a little jolt through his body, twisting his stomach a little and making the room feel warmer. His face was flushing without him realizing it. His hands gripped onto Simons arms when he started to bite, giving a soft squeeze. He took another deep breath, his own blue digits sliding down to the heros wrist, gripping then slowly but forcefully pushing Simons hand down into his pants. He felt weaker than the other times, because he had let his guard down a little... as did Simon but it seemed ok.

Phantom saw him put his mask down when he said what he did, it made him laugh against the clone’s neck. “Oh…we are…” He replied in kind. As Vice moved his hand lower, he didn’t hesitate to cup the clone’s length. Already feeling it grow hot in his gloved hand. The fact that the clone did this excited him and gave him more permission than he could’ve asked for. He gave him a slow and forceful stroke, and then he removed his hand from the Vice’s pants. “Right after I’m done fucking you.” He kissed Vice’s neck and then lifted him quickly up and pushed him forward down against the counter-space, moving the mask out of the way. He reached up and took the mask off of his head, tossing it aside on the counter as well.

He leaned against Simon, moaning softly when he felt that teasing stroke but his eyes widen at what the hero said then was lifted. “Uhhh...” He said with an uncertain tone, his left knee instantly pressing to the barstool to the left to better support himself as he was bent over the counter. He shot a glance over his shoulder at Simon, again not realizing how much the heat showed in his face or he wouldn’t have looked back. “But uh... Psycho might move out of his hiding place if we don’t go now.” He was just reaching for excuses now.

Phantom blinked at Vice. “Well- then I won’t go slow- and we can keep our clothes on…besides,” He leaned forward and being as tall as he was, he easily was able to reach the clones face, and he gave Vice a small kiss. “I can’t hold myself back when you blush like that.” He laughed, biting his lower lip and reached around to undo the clone’s belt and pants. He tugged them down, along with his shorts. And not bothering to take his gloves off or to change out of his suit this time; he licked his gloved fingers before placing them between the villains ass cheeks and giving him a good wet rub.

The clones gold eyes widened when he realized how his warm face showed and he faced forward quickly, huffing, starting to get frustrated. “Shut up I-” Then he felt his pants and belt being undone. “Hey! No, stop!” He reached back to grab at his pants but they were being pulled down and all at once he lost that frustration with the warm wet sensation between his cheeks. He shuttered in a breath of air, parts of him tensed, he grew harder and excited and his brows tilted in weakness. “uhh.. stop.” He said with zero force behind it and bit his lower lip.

Phantom smiled as he heard him get all flustered and then settle down. He rubbed his ass softly running his hand up the curve of the clones back. “There see, it’ll feel good…” He reached back and undid his own belt, moving it out of the way and unzipping his pants he pulled his cock free. He pushed the clones leg away, making him open wider for him as he nestled between his cheeks. He rubbed the tip of his cock at Vice’s entrance slowly.

His heart quickened with the sounds of Simon’s belt, that soft clinking sound of metal. His face grew even hotter feeling him push between his cheeks, he whined but didn’t dare to look back. He licked his lips with the urge to push back against that hot feeling of Simon’s cock but felt too stubborn to do so.

Simon pushed forward and slowly inched his way inside of the clones ass. Once he was halfway in he pulled back, watching how it looked as his cock slipped out of that sweet place. With a quick motion he moved forward and pushed himself all the way inside. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a low groan just feeling how hard he was and how warm and tight the villain was inside.

He caught his breath feeling what Simon was doing then gasped when he filled himself all the way inside of the clone. His cock twitched painfully hard, his eyes rolled back as his mouth dropped. “Oh fuck.. goddamn it.. Simon..”  He was too good at this, too fucking good. His heart thumped hard in his chest. His hands gripped the counter tightly and he lifted his upper body, arching his back and pushing on the stool to shove himself back against the hero, making sure to get every last delicious inch.

“Ngh-!” He wasn’t expecting the clone to be so eager, he reached forward and grabbed onto his hips to keep him from doing that again. “Just- give me a second.” He laughed and tried to calm his beating heart. He felt tighter, and Phantom was sure it was because they were trying to do this quickly, but he still didn’t want to cum with just a few strokes. After a moment he moved his hips backed away from Vice and he watched his cock slowly slip from the clones ass. He moaned again, dark and feral- loving how big he was and how slender the other man was. He swallowed and then pulled Vice’s hips back as he thrust forward. He pulled out again, and pushed into that warm tightness again and again, going faster and harder; feeling the clone open more to him with each thrust.

He didn’t really want to give him a moment, he wanted it rougher. He let Simon hold him still while he pulled out and pushed back in. Goddamn it he was so thick and every time he slid back inside Vice felt how tight he was around Simon’s cock. He bit his lower lip hard and waited, letting the rippling sensation flow through his body every time he was entered again and he sounded for Simon. “But…” He breathed out warmly. “But I want it… hard... and rough... to be fucked so good...” He exhaled heavily, leaning back down, his chest flat on the counter top as he nuzzled his chin to his shoulder and looked back at Simon. “…from my dark prince.” He tried to say teasingly.

He was getting a good rhythm going when he heard the clone say what he did and he stupidly should have expected it but he was focused on other things. “Y-you-!” he felt his face flame up and he knew what the reaction was this time, though he didn’t like that he once again couldn’t control it. He paused for a moment to place a gloved hand over his blushing face as he tried to collect himself. He looked back to the clone and glared but not in a bad way this time. “You just couldn’t fucking wait-” He pulled the clone back harshly as he forced his dick inside of him. “Could-” He pulled him out just as fast. “YOU?” He growled out and gave the villain just what he wanted. He fucked him hard and fast. Moving his hips forward so roughly he pressed the other man down into the counter, he didn’t have enough time to pull his cock from him completely at this pace, so he came out halfway before forcing himself back inside.

Oh goddamn that flustered face was such a turn on for the clone, he grinned and bit his lower lip. Yes me, his expression said. He gasped out sharply as Simon did what he did, deep rolling moans followed, it hurt but felt so fucking good too. He was pressed harshly against the counter, his fingers curling into fists on its surface. “..No…” He managed to get out while being so royally fucked. “.. I couldn’t. Fucking hell...” He moaned out.” I love… how you… fuck me.” He got only two words out at a time between shoves.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck-” He gritted his teeth as he said that word over and over again, grounding it out in a deep and dark voice while he fucked the villain into the counter. His body bowing over the slender man’s back, his mouth opened as he panted heavily with each thrust. His breathing couldn’t catch up to his movements but he didn’t care. He wasn’t going to slow down or go soft and nice. If Vice wanted the pleasure-filled pain- then Phantom would give it to him. His hands gripped Vice’s hips and he pulled hard back as he slammed his hips forward, forcing his cock in and out of the clone over and over and over. Hard and fast, he was having trouble trying to keep his own pleasure down. Feeling how tight and hot the villain was inside- just as before and fucking hell the stupid things he said to him drove him mad. He just wanted to fuck him until he shut the fuck up and could only cry out in ecstasy.

Vice’s expression was so weak, pain and pleasure mixed like a fire inside him and he loved it. He needed this; he needed to feel pushed down and forced upon and weak. He whined under the hero trying to hold back the moans and sounded breath as he was pounded into the counter. “Oh god… damn it… fuck… ” He managed out and couldn’t hold back the moans anymore. All he could think of was Simon fucking him as much as he wanted, all night if he desired because he wanted him to use him, like his fucktoy. He wanted to make it worse for the hero. “…fuck… S-Simon... I love... it... I want it... ” He whispered out on hot breaths. “…please... fill me; as much as... you want... please, I need it...”

“Shut….up.” He growled out darkly. Hearing Vices words only made his ache that more painful. He was trying to hold back a little longer. But fuck it was so hard- he was tight and hot and he was pounding into his sweet little blue ass so deliciously hard. He moved a hand from the clones ass up to his neck. Wrapping his long fingers around his slender neck he held him down while he forced his cock inside of him again. He bit his lower lip and tried to slow his thrusts down. Just to piss the clone off. He was breathing heavily and he could feel his cock throbbing for release deep inside of the villain. He pulled out of Vice slowly, and then using his free hand he lifted his cock so the head of him was rubbing at the clones asshole. “Fill you?” he breathed out. “I could…stop you know.” He totally couldn’t but Vice didn’t need to know that. He was so close now it was taking everything he had just to do this teasing bit. He tried to laugh, but it wasn’t as sinister when he was out of breath. “I could stop and make you walk around all night without cumming- without letting myself cum inside of you.”

He loved when Simon grabbed his neck, moaning out for him but when the thrusts slowly he whined. Even more so when he felt Simon teasing him. He tried to push back as much as he could, wanting to be filled again.  “Oh no no no- don’t stop... fuck.. please.” He begged softly. “..Simon…” He tried to look back at him, his face flushed. “Fuck me.”

He glared harshly and pulled Vices ass away from him. He leaned down and said, “How badly do you want it?” he grinned darkly.

He whined a little bit, feeling more frustrated and he looked away from Simon licking his lips. His face was so hot, his cock felt even hotter, he pictured him fucking Simon the way he was fucking him and only turned himself on more. He groaned, brows furrowed, frowning and curling his arms around his face as he laid it down.

“Vice.” He said hissing the clone’s name out between his teeth. He moved his dick back between the other man’s ass cheeks, and rubbed him teasingly. “Answer me.”

He made a quick sound to the tease and rub, biting his lip again and shaking his head. He had begged and Simon didn’t give in well neither was the clone. He was just as stubborn and he refused to say anything else.

He debated actually stopping all together- but well, another thing that he and the other man shared- they were both selfish. Phantom made a sound of displeasure as he spread the clone’s cheeks wide before pushing back inside of him. “You should answer to your master like a good little villain.” He said in the same annoyed voice. In their minute or so of banter he was able to catch his breath and so was able to once again pull from Vice before slamming back into him roughly.

The clones eyes closed quickly, lifting his face and opening his mouth as he was pushed back into slowly. He breathed out heavy and sounded for Simon but when he was slammed into he gasped, shaking a bit from the intense force of being filled. “Fuck!” He whispered out harshly, breathing hard then looked over his shoulder at Simon, grinning and glaring at the same time. “Master? Well then.. fuck you, master.” He said playfully rebelling.

Phantom smiled as he continued to pump into the clone. He felt so painfully hard as he forced his cock into the other man. “I fucking love…that goddamn mouth…of yours.” The little shit. Even when he was only moments ago begging to be fucked, filled, and totally taken over he still had the gall to open that cute little mouth of his and say such taunting things. The hero bowed over as he felt close to the edge of that sweet cliff. “AH-fuck…fff…fuck…” He breathed out, as his hands squeezed the clone’s hips tightly.

“Well..” He tried to speak between hard pumps against him. “You can… fuck that.. ” He gasped with a harsh thrust. “..next time.” It felt so damn good as the hero worked harder on him but he pushed his palms down onto the counter and lifted his upper body and pushing back into Simons motion. Working with him as he fucked him as hard as he could. He moaned out hotly and panted. He felt Simon getting eager, assumed he was close and it only made him want it more. He wanted him to finish so badly, fill him up and claim him again like he had before.

He thrust forward a few more times before he felt that tightness inside of him explode and rush forward. “Fuck I’m….” He came hard into the clone, holding his ass close to his body as he gave him a small hard thrust forward, shooting streams of cum into him- filling him as he wanted. His eyebrows lifted up and he bit his lower lip as he stilled inside of Vice. His whole body was tingling from the sensation.

“Yes.. fuck yes..” He whispered and whined as he pushed back against Simon knowing he was pouring himself inside him. His expression eased and he bit his lip in a smug smirk. His heart pounded in his chest and his throat felt dry but he ignored it. “Mm..” Making soft humming moans as he nuzzled his ass back against Simon when the thrusts slowed to a stop.

The hero was quiet for a few moments as he tried to collect himself. Letting the tingling subside from him, he held the clones hips still in his hands and he lifted them away from him, sliding his cock slowly from the other man’s body. He gasped a little feeling so sensitive after cumming so hard. “Damnit.” He said in a low voice. “I...wasn’t gonna go at you that hard.” He carefully let Vice’s hips down and then moved back a little to adjust himself and redo his pants.

The clone whimpered at the sensation of being pulled from, his ass feeling very sensitive and tender too. He slowly eased his foot down to the floor, pulling his leg off the stool and standing, carefully, ouch. He wet his lips as he looked down, his cock was still hard as hell but that’d go away with enough time he was fine that he didn’t finish, it had felt fucking fantastic all the same. He very carefully pulled up his pants and shorts, trying to tuck his hard on in comfortably as he zipped them up and buckled his belt. “Why’s that? I thought you liked it rough.” He said as he looked down adjusting his clothes.

His brow lifted a little as he watched the clone fix himself up. And then he put his hands on his hips. “Because- we still have a job to do. What good will you be if you cant walk straight?” He huffed in an annoyed yet playful way.

He glanced around his shoulder at Simon, arching a brow. “Don’t worry bout me, I’m quiet durable.” He kisses at the air at Simon teasingly.

He lifted his hands up to brush them together with a satisfied look. “All right then- round two later tonight shorty.”

He slowly turned and his eyes narrowed. “Uhh... No...” He said sternly but then his brows lifted. “Unless….” He started to grin and cross his arms.

He was amused as he stepped up to the clone. “Unless?” He echoed, urging Vice to continue as he looked down at him.

The clone grinned wildly up at him, brows tilted down in that wicked way. “You let me fuck you just as hard as you fucked me.”

He blinked down in surprise. He didn’t expect that one. “Really?” He leaned down to stick his tongue out playfully at the clone. “You know how to top like a man, hm?” He did wonder if Scarlet was the top in their relationship- with how much Vice had shown him he enjoyed being bottom.

Vice watched his tongue flick out, remembering what it felt like to have that tongue on his cock. His grin fell a little crooked and he reached up grabbing Simons scarf, pulling them down to his face as he flicked his own tongue across the heros lips. “Maybe you’ll find out.”

He eagerly leaned forward and caught the villains tongue in his mouth as he kissed him quickly. When he moved back he was still smiling. “Ouu- be gentle it’ll be my first time letting a guy…inside.” He batted his long lashes at Vice and then laughed, pulling away from him to move to the counter and look for the mask he’d tossed aside.

For a moment Vice wasn’t sure if he was serious both about being first and if he would let him. Well, Vice wanted to take it from him, badly; he’d have to think of something crafty later on. “Just like you were gentle the first time on the roof?” He perked a brow at Simon, watching him move to the counter.

“Hm?” He paused as he picked up his appointed mask and turned back to look at Vice. “What do you mean?” He was a little confused by the clone’s statement. And then he thought about what he’d said again, “You mean our first time or-?”

Vice looked a bit stunned then glared, slowly crossing his arms. “I’m sorry...” He said sarcastically. “Did you forget already? Thanks.”

His eyebrows shot up and he bit his lip too late as a snort of laughter came from him. He stepped away from the counter and moved back to the clone. Who...was so sensitive right now?  And Phantom thought he was the one acting funny. “Uhh- I recall the first time we fucked.” he said looking on in amusement down at Vice. “I meant- did you mean that it was OUR first time fucking- or YOUR first time getting filled so sweetly in that tight ass?” He reached out and grabbed Vice’s ass as he said this, pulling him a little closer. “Did I take your ass virginity?” He teased a little.

He winced when his ass was grabbed, a pained look crossed his face it was still so sore. The expression faded and he scoffed, his eyes tearing away. “No...you wish you did.”

He didn’t miss that pain he saw come from Vice’s expression. “Awww.” He said a little let down, he lifted his other hand to move the clone’s face back to look up at him. “Don’t pout- I’d never forget the first time I fucked you, and I’m sure I won’t forget the last.” He leaned down and gave him a soft kiss.

His gold eyes turned back to him when he forced the clone to look. The tender kiss made the clone so much more uncomfortable than just moments ago when he was pounding his ass but it did feel very good despite the discomfort. He closed his eyes in that moment, swallowing back as he pressed back against Simon.

His grip on the other man’s ass eased and he gave him a slow rub up his back as he kissed him a little longer, letting his tongue out only enough to taste him and then sneak back into his mouth. He laughed and backed away with a few quick steps. “All right lets go get this purple guy, then we can come back and you can take my ass virginity~.” He made a playful pose as he said this and then laughed. “If you’re not too tired by then.”

Goddamn it, this is so weird. He couldn’t keep the discomfort at bay, it felt so… alien. These soft tender interactions he had with females but never with a male. He licked his lips when Simon had a small taste and looked up at him with an uncertain look. He arched a brow at the word Simon used but since he was mentioning it again, Vice assumed he hadn’t been lying about it. “Alright.” He said quietly, that uncomfortable feeling still lingering on the places Simon had touched him.

“Mk- so you’re the one with the big…brain. What’s the plan of attack?” He asked curiously as he held the mask up to look at it again. “Like, do you know where this dude hangs out or something? Is there a villain bar I don’t know about? Because…that’ll have to be rectified.” He joked.

“Umm…” Vice had to shake himself of that feeling and try to get back on track. He moved over to the box and looked inside as he explained. “There are two places he’d be. His own hide out is under the city, on the south side. Then there’s a place where the Doom Syndicate likes to fuck around, it’s very small abandoned fair grounds, the one they used a long time ago before they made the new larger one on the opposite right of the city.” He pulled out a small compact box and held it out to Simon. “If he manages to get your mask off just take this out and press the button.” There was a small blue button on the side when he pressed it, it unfolded then refolded to reshape itself into a thin mask. “These aren’t as good as the other ones but they do the trick just enough if you need to get away.” He hands Simon the box then takes out another for himself, stuffing it into one of his pouches.

He took the box from Vice and inspected it. “You uh…know a lot about this guy.” he observed and then turned his gaze to the villain. “There any history there or something?” Of course he had to ask, he knew the clone was smart but- damn no one could be this fucking prepared.

Vice looked at him a moment then looked back at the box, reaching in and shifting through it. “Well… Yeah. I guess.”  He paused as he thought about it, feeling a bit weird to admit it but he wasn’t sure why. “I thought. I was going to kill every super in the city at one point.” He shrugged. “But that was a long time ago.”

He thought about that long and hard for a moment before he replied, “Um...why’s that mate? They uhh…cross you?”

“No.” He said not looking over at Simon, but he didn’t see anything else useful in the box so he picked it up. “Uh...I donno. I guess it was all the brainwashing and torture, I spent a few months here alone while I was changing who I was and at one point the plan was to kill everyone.” He shrugged again, unsure if that was the best way to explain it. He turned and walked downstairs to put the box away.

Just kill everyone huh? He thought to himself. Well then- why didn't he go through with it? Phantom stroked his beard. What changed Vice’s mind about destroying them all? He moved back to the counter and said loudly so the clone could hear him, “So, why didn’t you?”

“Uhh..” Vice was walking back up towards him, dusting off his hands. “Friends. I guess.” He tilted his head at Simon. “I thought I would befriend people and find out their weaknesses so I could use it against them but once I got close to them… ” He remembers the first handful of people he befriended. “I just didn’t want to do that anymore.”

He smiled a little at the other man’s reasoning. “Friends.” He repeated and shook his head. “Well, aren’t you such a scary bad guy.” Phantom lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers as he made an ‘ouuuu’ sound, teasing the clone.

“Hey now… ” Vice pointed at him. “Keep in mind they were villains like me... well, all except for Scarlet who insisted on being neutral.” He rolled his eyes a bit because he never understood how she could choose that. He walked to the counter, picking up the mask for himself.

He watched the clones reaction closely, amused to no end it seemed each time he spoke. “So then,” He said unable to keep pushing and poking at the villain. “You made friends and got laid- and grew soft.” He chuckled to himself before he asked, “Never liked that she didn’t commit to one side, eh?”

Vice glared playfully at him, if Simon had teased him like this before he would have been snappier but now that things were the way they were at the moment he didn’t mind admitting a few things. “Yeah I guess I did get soft.” he shrugged because even though he enjoyed the evil side of life, crime, destroying, messing with people... he had grown fondly of having people who cared about him and he cared back. Falling in love helped a lot too. “Yeah that too… ” He shook his head. “Man... it would have been so fucking hot if she was a villain…”

Phantom frowned. He hadn’t expected that sort of…honest reaction from Vice. He grinned wide, “Careful what you wish for- you never know, if she were a bad girl, she might turn out to be more of a villain than you are.” He lifted his hands up in fists, still holding the mask and pretended to box at Vice. “That super strength of hers would be painnnnful.” He laughed.

Vice lifted his hands as if to defend himself from Simons playful air punches. He laughed a little. “It would be. Hell it was even when she wasn’t trying to do anything. She’d make a very good villain I think.”

“Orrrrr- a good hero!” He couldn’t believe he was saying that. Because to be honest he found hero work to be boring and dull. But he knew she’d probably find it rewarding or some shit. Stupid girl. Simon rolled his eyes at his own words and stood up straight. “Because she’s into helping people or…whatever.” He huffed out a breath and then moved behind the clone. “Ok ok, let’s go already!” He said pushing at him impatiently. They’d already wasted enough time fucking around- literally. Now he wanted to go play a different game.

He rolled his eyes too, feeling Simon’s disgust for the same thing. But he smiled a little after, it was stupid how much Scarlet had wanted to help such useless pathetic people... but it made her happy, Simon was right. And remembering her happy made Vice happy. His little daydream was popped as Simon pushed him. “Alright, alright!” He turned and headed out.

They went out to where the clone’s car was and Phantom looked over at him. “Soooo I drive?” He asked.

“HA, HA.. no.” Vice shook his head, almost in disbelief the demon would ask. Vice’s car was his baby. He rubbed the car lovingly and smirked. “No one knows how to drive my baby better than me.” He stuck his tongue out at Simon before he opened the door and slid inside. He started it up, that lovely purr of his classic car.

Phantom laughed, as he hopped inside the passenger seat, his cape moving out of the way easily for him as he did so. He adjusted the seat as far back as it would go so he could stretch his legs out comfortably. “All right then, drive this baby to that purple freak.” He said.

He pulled out from the garage then pulled onto the road kicking it into each gear as he gained speed. And headed to the south end of the city.

When they arrived to the location, Phantom got out of the car and looked around. He closed the car door and stretched a little, then turned to wait for instruction from the clone.

The clone turned off the car and got out. He looked over at Simon and put on his mask, he pointed to a small orange button on the side of the face to show Simon how to use it, then pressed it. The mask turned on, suctioning to his face and started letting in clean air through it, very easy to breathe with it on. He headed over to a manhole and pried it open. He looked up at Simon, arching a brow. “After you princess.” His voice wasn’t nearly as muffled as it should have been thanks to what he had done to the masks to let a voice carry from behind it.

Phantom did as he was shown and put the mask on his face, and then pressed the little button. It sucked onto his face and he thought it felt weird for a moment, and then he started to breathe in. As Vice said what he did, the hero rolled his eyes and picked up his cape on either side of him, the shadow powers there moved against his fingers as he held it up pretending it was a dress or skirt and he pranced past the clone. “Why, thank you kind sir!” he laughed as he went down into the manhole.

The clones eyes widen then he rolled them. “I can’t believe I had sex with you...” He followed down the manhole, careful lower the cover. He climbed down the ladder to the wide open sewer. The masks even covered the smell that was no doubt down there. You’re welcome, the clone thought. There were to walk ways on each side of the sewer and a river of dark water in the middle. Evenly space dim lights gave the clone enough to see by so he didn’t need his flash light. He motioned for Simon to follow as he headed down towards the right.

He just shrugged. Too late to bitch and complain now. Ew, this place was gross. Why did some villains feel the need to hide out in creepy nasty places like this…he didn’t understand how places like these made them more intimidating? He just found it unpleasant. Phantom followed Vice’s lead and walked along the opposite side of him.

He peeked around the corner before he took it. They walked many yards before taking another tunnel and then he stopped. He was looking at the wall carefully before his eyes found it. A very slightly crooked brick. He grabbed it and pulled. There was a loud clunk and the brick quickly sunk into the wall then it opened. It was long dark hallway, the walls were smooth concrete and there was a dull purple glow at the end. After they continued down the tunnel the door slowly closed behind them.

When Vice opened the wall, Phantom made a face beneath his mask. Damn, maybe he should get a secret entrance to his place too back in Gotham? …nahh. That’d be silly to attach to his apartment. He shook his head and then focused on the glow that he saw at the end of the hallway. He glanced over at Vice as the door behind them closed, and continued to walk forward towards that glow.

Voices could be heard as they got closer. Once they were to the opening Vice peered in. Right in front of them was a concrete landing, which led to wide staircase, only a handful of steps that reached from one wall to the other and lead to a much larger area. Large pipes and grated floors with long purple lights lined the walls. There were a few long tables off to the right; it looked like Psycho had been playing with some new chemicals. There was also what seemed to be a sitting area to the other side to their left, behind that was a few doors that led to other rooms. Psycho was sitting on a modern looking dark purple couch in his long fluffy trim coat and his hat on, his cane resting beside him. He was on speaker phone with someone. “I don’t know who he was, I’ve never fucking seen him before.” The purple skull barked towards his device. “I think I know who you are talking about, he’s a real pain in the neck.” The voice talked back. The clone listened, peeking just over the stairs.

Phantom was careful to do as he saw the clone doing. He looked around what was obviously the Purple dude’s lair. His eyebrows narrowed as he heard the conversation the guy was having. And then he couldn’t help but focus on the villains state of dress- well lack thereof. He wondered briefly if perhaps there was too much purple. And he had to nod to himself that yeah, there was. His black gaze moved to look at Vice, he didn’t see what they were looking for. There was enough shadow around them that he could easily shift and try to find it. He lifted up his cape and pointed to it, asking if Vice wanted him to shift.

The clone glanced over to Simon when he saw his motion. He shrugged with a half a nod as saying whatever. Vice didn’t care how thing went down, Psycho was going to be a hassle no matter what route they took. Psycho slowly stood up, leaving the phone on the arm of the couch. “I’m guessing that he was looking for the orb.” Psycho spoke to the voice. “Too fucking bad they were too late.” He laughed as he took his hat off and set it down on the couch, rubbing at his leathery skull. “Well I’d say you either get to using it quick or hide it since ya know he saw you.” The voice replied. “I’m not scared of him.” Psycho replied. “If I should go ahead and use it... then maybe he’ll be the first I try it out on.” The purple skeleton reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out a orb. Its outer layer was glass with a thin space in between a inner core sphere that hovered in its center. The core was covered in circuits with tiny lights and glowing data lines across its surface. The clone tensed when he saw Psycho pull it out. He looked at Simon quickly and whispered “That’s it.”

Of course that was it. Had to be on the guy, figures. Phantom nodded to Vice and then he gave him a small wave as he moved back against the shadows and it appeared that he sank into the wall. Really he was just attaching himself to the darkness. He crept along the shadows of the ground and floor until he was close to the villain. He assumed that the guy was gonna put the orb down anytime soon and so he made the decision to push his powers forward. They crawled up Psychodelic’s coat until it reached the underside of his arm. He made his shadows lunge forward; if he could surround the orb he could quickly suck them into the darkness and away from Psycho.

Just as the shadows were about to touch the orb the villain, his clothes and the orb disappeared in a puff of smoke. The smoke zipped through the air and down under the grated floor. Vice watched and wanted to run out but he stopped because he knew Psycho wasn’t stupid. He must have figured the hero would try to find him but there was a chance Psycho didn’t know the clone was here so he stayed put and waited. There was a deep crackle on the air and psychos voice echoed in the area. “Come on out hero shit.” He laughed again. “Let’s play face to face hmm?”

Damn. Well, there goes the hopes that it would be easy. Psycho wanted him to come out to play huh? Phantom of course wasn’t going to do that. But- the stupid villain he hoped, didn’t know much about his powers. He held his hand up, looking on at the scene before him in black and white, he manifested in the middle of the room not wearing the mask that Vice gave him but his normal black mask with silver trim. “Not that I want to look at you anymore than I have to but- well, here I am.” He held his arms out a little and kept a grin on his face, looking around the room. “You care to join me?” He asked.

The snake form of smoke slid out from between the cracks at the side of the room and zipped along the floor behind the couch. It arched over the couch, moving under his hat and picking it up as he slowly formed with it on his head. “I always heard it’s the inner beauty of a person that really counts.” He said mockingly as he picked up his cane and slowly circled around Simon. The orb was nowhere in sight.

“Aw, yeah? Well I’m sorry mate- you’ve been lied to.” He grinned widely and forced his doppelganger to stand still as the purple dude circled round him. “Haven’t had the uh…opportunity to meet you just yet- and figured I’d drop by for a nice little chat.” He continued.

“Oh?” The dark skeleton grinned under the rim of his wide hat. His cane making a sound every time it hit the grated floor and he continued to circle slowly around. “Well then.. you are standing in the humble home of PsychoDelic.. and what do I owe to such an honor of your visit.”

“We met earlier this evening- if you’ll recall?” He brought up their brief meeting in passing in the weird hidden place past the basement of the one building. He put his hands on his hips and stopped following the other man with his eyes. “You made off with something that belongs to me.”

The purple skeleton narrowed his dark endless looking eyes and scoffed. “You? No.. the things in that place do not, in fact, belong to you. Where did you get that silly idea pretty boy.” Psycho stopped and stood straight with his back to the stairs that led out. Vice saw him clearly as he was crouching down. He didn’t see the orb anywhere visible on Psycho, he wasn’t sure if he still had it or tucked it away when he was in his smoke form.

“Well, they don’t belong to you either.” He said grudgingly. “At least with me they’ll have a much better purpose.” Phantom frowned as he held out his hand. “So then, hand it over- and there won’t be any need for this conversation to turn into fisticuffs."

"Slow down there 1700s,” Psycho said jokingly as he put up his hand in front of him. “To which item are you referring to?” He grinned, he had stolen a handful of things from that place and he wasn’t sure which one Phantom was looking for. Vice tensed and narrowed his eyes. He could shock him easily from here, keep him from changing into smoke but he could damage the orb since he wasn’t completely sure of its durability.

He knew that the purple freak was grabbing at straws now. He knew damn well what Phantom was talking about. His eyebrows narrowed under his mask as he continued to grin. If he wanted to play the game…then fine, they’d play. “Oh you know, just a round pretty orb thing.” He made a gesture with his hands to indicate how big the item was. “It’s only a bauble- I am sure someone like you wouldn’t even want to use it- not that it wouldn’t match your…purple outfit.” He observed looking the villain head to toe. “Aside from that, I’m sure it’s useless to you.”

“Useless?” Psycho looked almost confused at what the hero was saying. He looked away; thinking about how the man spoke of the orb then shot his black red beady eyes back onto Phantom. “You don’t know what it is...do you? You couldn’t possibly if you believed it was useless to me.” Vice was getting sick of this; he pulled out his staff and let it extend quietly. He tensed again ready to come running up behind the villain when Psycho burst into his smoke form and floated quickly through the air. He circled tightly around Phantoms frame then darted off to the other side of the room. He reformed into his normal self at the wall. “You should have brought a better mask!” His thin purple hands reached out and grabbed onto a valve, twisting it. The pipes around the room almost came to life as they rattled and hissed and a thick white fog started pouring out.

Phantom was hiding well in the shadows as he watched what the villain was doing. He wondered if he should pretend that the gas was affecting his doppelganger or not. He lifted a hand up to adjust the mask that Vice had given him on his face, making sure it was okay. He moved his false self to turn and look at where Psycho had turned on the gas. “Maybe.” He said into the room glaring at the white fog. He rolled his eyes, he wanted to just beat the guy up and be done with him- but his power was so similar to his own. Maybe if he…Phantom disappeared as the villain had done and then reappeared standing in front of him, he reached out and grabbed him quickly. Lifting him off of the ground and shoving him roughly against the wall. “I did warn you.”

Psycho did indeed look surprised up at the hero when he appeared but was soon being shoved into a wall. It knocked all the air out of him as he gasped. He coughed catching his breath and laughed as he slowly picked himself up straight. The room was slowly becoming hard to see through with the chemical fog that filled it. “Shouldn’t you be choking and dying right about now?” Psycho said as he laughed.

Phantom was moving slowly to the shadowed area beside Psycho.  So that if the guy tried anything funny, he would be able to surprise him with- himself. He made his doppelganger talk for him, “Ouu- are you mad that I feel just fine skull-face?” He gripped him tighter and pushed him harder against the wall. “Hand it over, and I won’t have to make you any uglier than you already are.” He said darkly.

Psycho only laughed at Phantom being held against the wall. “No I’m not mad.. I find it very interesting in fact.” He laughed again. “You must get a lot of pent up rage and frustration. Is the Missus not taking good care of you at home?” More cackling. He lifted a hand up; waving it as it he was shaking. “Please don’t hurt me pretty boy.” His other hand had been reaching into his pocket and now he was jerking it forward holding a dagger, sinking it quickly into Phantoms side.

He tried not to laugh at the ‘missus’ part- since Vice was currently the only one he was fucking, somehow an image of the clone in a cute little apron came to his mind. He shook the image out of his head quickly as Psycho attacked his double. The doppelganger didn’t make a sound as he suddenly dissipated when the knife struck him. “Well, that wasn’t very nice.” Phantom’s voice echoed in the room.

Psycho leaned away from the wall, turning and backing up into his white smoke. The lights made the fog look thicker than he was and made it harder for shadows to appear as the fog was seemingly absorbing the light. “I knew something was up...” Psycho said turning around and looking for the source of the voice. “When you didn’t inhale my chemical fog.”

“Yeah, I had my fill of chemical fog before I stopped by,” He laughed around the villain. And then appeared beside Psycho, not because he particularly wanted to but he wasn’t going to be able to use his hiding technique when there wasn’t enough darkness around him. “Sorry.” He said and reached out a hand, grabbing the villain and giving him a good shake. He was prepared for any of his little tricks this time.

Psycho was taken by surprise again when Phantom appeared; the villain saw the mask he was wearing. He wrapped his bony fingers around the heros wrist as he was grabbed and shaking. “Alright, alright! Goddamn..” He said as he glared at Phantom. “We don’t need any more further violence..” He said putting his hands up.

He started to do what he really didn’t want to, and used his other hand to start patting the villain down. “Hand over the orb- NOW.” He said with force and gave Psycho another shake, his grip on the guy’s jacket growing tighter.

“Augh alright alright! Don’t pop out your tampon in your fit of rage.” He laughed in that dark way he always did. Vice finally came out silently with his staff extended and Psychos back to him. It looked like Simon had this under control but just in case he was ready to light it up. Psycho grinned wildly at Phantom then lifted a hand to grab his hat. He pulled it down slowly and stuck his hand into it. When he pulled it out he had the orb in hand. “If you want it so fucking badly, by all means have it.” He suddenly threw the orb down to the grated floor between Phantoms feet, the orbs glass broke and when it did the core inside lit up quickly. Psycho disappeared in Phantoms grasp into a cloud of smoke and zipped away. The core started doing what it was made to do and latched onto the nearest super powered being, sucking the power straight out of them with great force.

Phantom took a few quick steps back once Psycho was out of his hold. His eyes closed when the orb exploded, and then he felt pain. As if a piece of his body was being ripped from him. He screamed and fell to the ground on his hands and knees. His suit and cape, which he wore using his powers dissipated and he was left in his jeans and a shirt. He was shaking on the ground, not sure what in the hell had just happened.

Psycho quickly reformed, laughing wildly at Phantom. “THERE YOU GO!” More laughter. “You wanted it and so you got it!!” More manic laughter. The laughter suddenly stopped as the purple skeleton arched his back quickly and screamed. Vice’s staff digging harshly into his back, lit up in a rain of sharp biting sparks and shocking the hell out of the villain. Psycho screamed in pain but Vice pressed on until the villain fell to his knees and the clone pushed him to the ground giving him one more dose of his shock therapy before finally removing his staff. Psycho groaned and shook on the ground unable to change form. Vice glared at him but then looked at Simon, kneeling down to him and reaching a hand out to his shoulder. “Are you ok?”

He shook off Vice’s hand on his shoulder and tried to stand up. His legs felt wobbly, he held his hands out to steady himself. Once he was standing he lifted his hands and looked down at his body. He was in his civilian clothes. Looking at his hands he tried to flex them, to call his powers up so he could re-suit. But they wouldn’t come. He attempted to make a fist with his hands and he felt weak, unable to ball his fists. He glared harshly down at the purple villain on the ground. He walked over to him and kicked him, nearly falling down in the process. “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!” he yelled down at the unconscious villain.

The clone frowned when he watched Simon in his weaken state. He stood back a moment letting Simon scream and kick Psycho then his eyes turned to the orb, sitting in the middle of shards of broken glass. He wet his lips and bends at his knees over the orb, crouching down to look at it. He carefully reached his hands out, poking some of the shards away then picking up the core. It blinked and its glowing lines pulsed with the power it held. He looked over it slowly, studying it. He slowly stood up his eyes turning back to Simon.

When he felt the unconscious purple freak on the ground wasn’t going to wake up to give him answers anytime soon, Simon turned his glare on Vice. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me that you could defeat him that easily?!” He asked the clone angrily. “And did you know what that thing could do?” He pointed at what the blue man held. “DID YOU FUCKING KNOW?” He growled out angrily as he approached him.

His eyes widen a bit when Simon turns his death look on him. He started glaring back as he was getting yelled at. He clenched and bared his teeth, his brows furrowing harshly. His eyes followed Simon as he came to him. “I had to catch him off guard you fucking dick! You see how quickly he fucking turns! It was best he believed it was just the two of you. AND YES. I did fucking know what it did but I didn’t fucking know if he knew!” He growled back at Simon as he pointed at Psycho.

He lifted his hands up to grab at his hair but just let them hang there above his head as he moved them in frustration. “Augh!” He yelled out. “You think next time you- I don’t know- might give a little bit of a courtesy warning?!” He snapped as he looked back down at the clone. “Yo, Simon- hey man just in case, ya know, this fucker decides to use this shit it can totally- oh I dont know- TAKE AWAY YOUR GODDAMN POWERS!!!”

The clone just glared a few moments watching Simon, trying not to bash him over the head with his staff even though the picture was playing out in his head. His fists were balled up so tight he was leaving marks on his palms. “Will you calm the fuck down you aren’t fucking helping anything by screaming and having such a fucking bitchfit!”

“CALM DOWN?” He growled out and then reached down as if to pick up the clone and shake the shit out of him. His hands stopped however and he held his hands on either side of his head- he wanted to hurt him so badly. He had a feeling he fucking knew this was a possible outcome and it was pissing him off royally. He removed his hands and turned away from the clone. “AGH- Fuck this.” He said and started to head out the way they’d come, angrily stomping like a child the whole time.

Vice stood his ground and didn’t flinch when Simon almost attacked, the clone wanted to see if he would really do it. He remained still and only glared, watching Simon finally turn and stomp off. He let out a silent sigh of relief because he really had no idea if Simon would hurt him but a part of him was pleased to see he didn’t. He rolled his eyes and started after him, taking a moment to give Psycho another jolt of shock before he compacted his staff and hooked it to his belt. Psycho groaned weakly on the ground. “…you…dicks..” He managed to get out before getting knocked out again. Vice hurried to catch up with the weakened hero.

He continued on his angry stomping warpath. Taking long strides all the way to the stupid secret door and he swore if it didn’t open he was going to fucking kick it. But it did open and so he walked right through it mumbling obscenities to himself the entire time. So he’d lost his powers, so fucking what- he was sure he was going to get them back somehow. The damn point was he didn’t like feeling as if he was completely used as a fucking pawn without his knowledge. And that was how it fucking felt.

Vice followed, having to walk quickly to keep up with Simon, he knew he was pissed but he was going to have to work with Vice if he wanted his powers back. “It’s reversible Simon. I just gotta tinker with it.” Vice was surprised that even though the clone was pissed at the demon, a part of him was a little hurt having him so mad at him.

He reached up and grabbed the mask that was on his face, figuring that they were far enough away to breathe safely; he threw it not giving a shit where it landed. “That isn’t the fucking point, you asshat.” He snapped and gave the clone a quick glare.

“HEY!” He huffed as he watched Simon throw the mask he made into the dirty water; there was no way the clone was going in after it. He glared right back at him. “Do you fucking want your powers back or not? Stop being a fucking dick!” The clone growled out.

He gritted his teeth as hard as he could, until his jaw hurt from it. And he chose not to reply to the villain as he continued to walk off. He just needed to get the fuck away from him before he tried to kill him. If his ears could steam right now- they would be.

Vice slowed to a stop as he watched Simon hurry off. He held an angry pouting expression as his eyes turned down and he pulled out the core, looking at it. Then pocketed it again and continued, walking slowly now, following Simon towards the ladder which was just down the way.

The hero didn’t even notice that he’d reached the damn ladder so quickly because of how mad he was. He wasn’t even paying attention. When he did get there he jumped up to it and started to climb to the surface. As he got to the manhole’s lid he lifted but found, very frustratingly, that he was unable to easily move it aside as he would have been able to do with his powers. “ARGH.” He huffed out and used most of his energy just to get the damn thing out of the way. When he finally climbed out he was good and tired now, having used up more energy than he had. He sat at the entrance to the man hole for a moment to catch his breath. Fuck this was annoying.

The clone followed, removing his mask before he stuffed it into a pocket, even though it was a tight fit then started to climb up after Simon. He came out the top, glancing at the weak hero then looked away. Once he was on the street he pushed the lid back into place over the sewer. He didn’t say a word as he fished out his keys and headed for his car.

He sat there and pouted even after the clone came up and he glared heavily at him when he replaced the stupid lid. As he walked off Simon sat there and contemplated letting him go fuck right off.

But…

But that little voice in his head told him that he wanted his powers back. Pronto. So he forced his body to move, and stand up. And he shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked after the clone, staying back a ways glaring at their surroundings.

The clone stopped at the driver’s side door, looking over at Simon with little surprise. The demon was pouting so damn hard he might just end up melting into the street. Wow. Is this what he looked like when he was pissy. He might need to work on that. He opened the car door, got inside and started it up but waited for Simon.

Who took his sweet ass time getting to that door. As he reached it he paused for a moment and then leaned his head back to take a deep breath. Fuck it all, these past few days were trying and testing him right and left. Looking down at the car he opened the door and got inside. He didn’t slam the door, but closed it normally, brownie points for him for being an adult again for two seconds. He was silently glaring forward waiting for the clone to drive them away.

Vice just simply watched him. Goddamn he was being really dramatic. And the silence was horribly awkward yet it was all very interesting to the clone. He had no idea how things would go down but he wasn’t completely disappointed. It was interesting the sides he had seen of Simon in such a short amount of time. He looked forward slowly and pulled away driving back to his place, silent the whole ride.

[ill-be-your-phantom]

SV~List

[This is a list of RPs Lyndz(Vice) and I did in private. They take place over two years ago from now when Scarlet and Vice were broken up and Simon got a lot closer to Vice than he intended. First three RP’s link to Vice’s page where they are. The rest I’ll be posting slowly and adding here to this list.]

Shadows and Sparks

I Prefer the Dark

The Underground

A Purple Haze 

The Powerless Prince

First Time

Snuffing Out the Light

Strange Relationship

Unavailable (**NEW**)

[You can also check the #insatiabros tag on tumblr for all the art/info involving this ship.]

[ill-be-your-phantom]

[As he asks lol. Is anyone reading the RP’s between Vice and Simon? Here. If not then I’ll not bother to upload anymore since neither I nor Lyndz has time to beta the other chapters/rps between them. ;__; But if there’s enough interest ill continue post them ‘as is’ slowly. Thanxxx]

[baegels]

Megamind Fandom Birthday List

When you’d like to? I’d give reminders a month ahead and add the post in a link to the fandom site on the archive. Please just add your birthday when you’re cool with that and don’t add other members, just yourself. Thankies övö

Baegels - May 11th

Nera - June 9th

Aura - February 13th

Blue Oyster Cult - January 12th

Lizzy - April 8th

Atom - February 16th

Celestialess - December 29th

Jess - October 13th

[ill-be-your-phantom]

[Scarlet Feb 24th]

[roleplayaskmemes]

Reblog with the most dorky icon you have of your muse!

[candy-corps]

[ill-be-your-phantom]

[midnight-crys-deactivated201607]

Whether I’m right or wrong There’s no phrase that hits Like an ocean needs the sand Or a dirty old shoe that fits

And if all the world was perfect I would only ever want to see your scars You know they can have their universe We’ll be in the dirt designing stars

And darlin’, you know That you make me feel so beautiful Nowhere else in the world I wanna be You make me feel so beautiful

Whether I’m up or down There’s no crowd to please I’m like a faith without a clause To believe in it

And if all the world was smiling I would only ever want to see your frown You know they can sail away in sunsets We’ll be right here stranded on the ground Just happy to be found

You make me feel so beautiful Nowhere else in the world I wanna be You make me feel so beautiful

I have lost my illusions, I have drowned in your words I have left my confusion to a cynical world I am throwing myself at things I don’t understand Discover enlightenment holding your hand

You are So beautiful

Yeah, darlin’, you know That you make me feel so beautiful Nowhere else in the world I wanna be Yeah, you make me feel, yeah, you know, so beautiful

Yeah, darlin’, you know That you make me feel so beautiful Nowhere else in the world I wanna be You make me feel so beautiful

Yeah, darlin’, you know That you make me feel so beautiful Nowhere else in the world I wanna be You make me feel so beautiful

Yeah, darlin’, you know You are beautiful, you, you are You are so beautiful

[oneweekoneband]

Day 5: The Romantic Superhero

[ill-be-your-phantom]

why, yassssss