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Of Villains and Heros (Charlie_Death & Shikokudarkstar)

Charlie_Death

Charlie_Death

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 24, 2013
Location
USA
Rey Rogers took a deep breath as he stared at his reflection. Anxious grey eyes peered back at him through disheveled black hair that reached the rims of his glasses. His body was covered in skin tight black spandex with thick black boots that went up to below his knees. He adjusted his gloves that had silver linings that traced his fingers, circles at each knuckle. Once those were on, he picked up his belt and fastened it around his waist. Small gadgets such as controls, bombs, and a double barrel shock pistol he built weighed him down.

It became a ritual to watch himself transform from the meek engineer into the notorious Techno Mastermind. He didn't ask for the name, the citizens of Boxton gave it to him after his debut as a villain. No one had seen anything like the arachnobots under his command that spread throughout the city, destroying key government buildings. How they came up with the name, was beyond him but he had grown used to it. He connected the gloves to small consoles that covered his forearms. He looked like some strange cross of a cat burglar from some cheesy movie and a western cowboy with the high boots and pistol.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered to himself as he pulled up the neck of his suit to cover his face after replacing his glasses with contacts. The finishing touch was his goggles, a unique piece of equipment that connects to all of his robots. He receives real time updates and video feed at the touch of the controls fastened to his electric gauntlets. On top of that, he can see in different spectrums, from heat, night vision, and even electrical current. Great for hijacking power grids and locating where any hidden cameras may be. Everything electrical leaves some kind of trace. The goggles' lenses glowed green and he became unrecognizable to himself. No longer was his posture meek, shoulders hunched and head held low. Now he stood tall, commanding, confident and determined.

The headlines were bound to follow the same line they have since his arrival, "Supervillain Techno Mastermind Foiled Again!" or "Plot To Take Over City Thwarted!". It never bothered Rey that his plots were always foiled. He never planned to go through with everything but to coax a certain someone out. A man that had been around saving lives of many of the citizenry, including himself long before he became a supervillain. In fact, he was the very reason he became a supervillain. It was too much effort to be saved and quite honestly, embarrassing, so instead he decided to put the lives of others in jeopardy to get his attention. Only facing that man with his face covered could he actually have the confidence to talk to him instead of stammer three syllables of words that doesn't even exist.

He threw on the stereotypical cape as he headed out of his lair. The metallic clicking sounds of dozens of robotic feet on concrete followed behind him. Six quadrupedal robots with retractable arms followed him, two with mounted lasers acted as sentinels that remained close to his side. The heavy doors opened and let in the bright sun into his otherwise dark lair. "Let's go give our dear friend a workout." A wide grin spread out underneath his mask at the thought of seeing the man work up a sweat and then he quickly chastised himself for getting too excited before the fight. One has to be careful about getting too worked up while wearing spandex. Perhaps he should look for thicker pants that can keep him in better check. Yes, he'll do that after he makes his usual escape.
 
Venedict Löwe fed his five freeloading felines before getting ready for the day. Everyday he went from a confident but quiet owner of Felines Furever into the one and only crime fighting Lionman. A loud and proud defender of justice and truth for all. It was a big job but someone had to go out there and save the day. He pulled his black spandex under suit awkwardly over his legs. Although it didn't have the most flattering look it kept the muscles warm and protected while he was fighting crime. His body was somewhat hairy but that came with turning into a lion morph. He was thick bodied and fully muscular from his workout as a hero. He pulled on some fingerless gloves to protect his palms from damage.

With his under armor finished he sighed as he pulled on his flashy red and gold armor. It was a v shape and left his legs free to move completely around. It was almost too flashy but heroes had to be noticed for some reason so everything had to be…louder. He hefted into the armor, grunting when the tight heavy material settled on his body. At six foot six, his football player shoulders had some trouble with the weight but when he morphed it would weight nothing. He sealed the seam and pulled his shoulder length hair out of the armor. It would change into his mane when he morphed, the light brown roots shifting into black at the tip like some of the multicolored manes of the lions in the wild. His mane grew out from his neck added fluff and defence around his neck. He sometimes wished he could keep more than a light scruff to his beard but the morph made it fall off. It also got in the way when it caught on his black half mask. The mask of course covered his features except for his golden eye color. You would think such a distinctive color would have made it hard to hide but it wasn't really. He had always pulled the hair back into a man bun or a low ponytail and people generally ignored it.

Finishing getting ready, Venedict walked out into his garage where he could easily get out of the building while he was in full morph. It was then that he shifted his body, morphing into the mixture of man and lion. His face was mostly human with fangs and pointed ears. The mane he grew while morphed sprouted from his neck to show the colorful color of his hair. His hands ended in claws but along with the rest of his body beefed out and grew longer. His legs were the strangest part, his whole legs shifted, his knees flipping backward and his feet forming into paws. He now stood on the legs of a lion with a light dusting of fur all over them. Finally to finish the transformation he grew a lion's tail. He always wanted to roar after each transformation. It was like a beast being set free after being caged for so long.

Heavy strides easily ate up the distance out of the garage and into the city. He wasn't the fastest of the few heroes the city had but he was one of them that didn't ever need transport. Venedict grinned under his mask, letting out a roar when he reached the top of one of the many buildings of the city. This was Lionman's territory and he would defend it well.
 
Rey made his way through the city using the long forgotten subway system and pipes that had been left behind to crumble after newer ones were put in. It allowed him to move, unseen and undetected through the city which is imperative if he wanted to catch the Mayor and his liaison. A person important enough to get the Mayor's undivided attention as well as police escort through the city is a person worth kidnapping. What better way to catch the attention of a superhero than with taking a hostage and overpowering the police?

The robotic minions that accompanied him would stand just over 4 feet tall when their legs are fully extended. Four of them opened a canister that was attached to their undersides. Dozens of smaller bots with mounted cameras scattered and began to scale the walls. With the touch against the side of his goggles and a couple button pushes on his left gauntlet, he could see what they saw. Within moments, the Mayor's car and his police escort were visible through his eyes. He turned the feed off and climbed on top of one. It was time for a show.

Riding one of his bots like a boarder, Techno Mastermind appears, cape flowing behind him as his bots flank his sides. The sentinels each fired flash grenades in front of the vehicles as they each came to a screeching halt. With a whirl and a click, the ammunition changed to smoke and the other minions charged in, prying open car doors and shocking any and all occupants. Protected by his mask and goggles, Techno Mastermind was unfazed by the ambush, calmly riding his way to the Mayor's car.

A limp, stunned body was pulled out by the metallic claws of one of his minions. He typed in commands for hostage to be taken. Two of his robots obeyed by extending wires and wrapping them around the stunned figure.

Suddenly a distinctive roar reached his ears and a smile spread beneath the mask. "Normally I would like to chat," he spoke slowly to the stirring captive. "But it appears that we have company."
 
It wasn't long after he roared when his phone alarmed. His sister had been visiting with the mayor which wasn't something she normally did but her and the mayor had an....interesting relationship. The two had hated each other ever since they were kids and while his sister had moved outside of the city at the behest of her now superhero brother, she had come for the day to tell the mayor how horrible of a job. She had to tell him how horrible of a job he was doing in a city she now didn't live in. Venedict had asked nicely for her to stay away but the only concession he had ever gotten from her was that she wouldn't be here permanently. The was probably the only one he was going to get too since he had asked her to also keep her presence quiet but if his alarm was going off then she had gotten her ass kidnapped and he had to save her. He would also have to hurry because she wasn't a good victim and would likely get herself hurt. Letting out a loud roar, this time rather pissed at the whole thing, he leaped off of the building, landing heavily onto the side of another before reaching her last known coordinates.

He landed heavily once more beside the wreckage. The mayor was blubbering knowing he had rather fucked up in allowing Lionman's sister to be kidnapped. Venedict ignored him, instead sniffing at the ground grumpily before taking off after the trail of oil one of the robots had from a gunshot wound. He wasn't the fastest runner but he would catch up eventually. Only one villain used robots for his each and every crime so Venedict had a good clue as to who had stolen his sister. The man was relentless and hadn't been a villain for very long but he was one of the biggest pain in the asses that Venedict had ever met. The man needed laid or another hobby because he didn't even seem to want to win, just cause trouble and move on. All the dramatic media had it wrong in thinking the villain wanted anything other than attention.

Meanwhile the hostage had awoken and was pissed. Victoria Lowe was not a woman to be messed with when she was on a mission and this villain was messing with her plans on chewing out the mayor. She supposed any male was good enough for her ire so she cleared her throat to get the villain's attention. "Would you mind putting me down? You got Lionman's attention which is all I'm sure you want out of this since your antics remind me of my school days yanking boy's hair to get attention. He's going to be rather pissed at the both of us when he finds out about this and I would rather you and I save the trouble. Or we could throw you on his dick and he might not even notice my kidnapping. I'm sure he's reeeal impressive down there. Not sure if he's got a cat or a man dong though." Victoria growled, "Is this all really necessary? Honestly, Lionman's dick cannot be worth this much panting after that you have to kidnap innocent people to get his attention. Whatever happened to asking someone out on a date? Still live in your parent's basement or something?"
 
Rey felt lucky that the guns the cops had fired missed him in each shot. One of the reasons that he prefers to use smoke grenades since it makes it difficult to see where he was. Still, the red exclamation mark that popped up in her peripheral warned him that one of his robots wasn't so lucky. Holding down a button his view changed as he looked over the robots as they made their way to a warehouse he prepped. One of them was leaking oil and would make it to the warehouse but most likely not make it back to his base. Sad really, since he enjoyed making each one and viewed them almost like children. The bullet was just an inch away from the hydraulics that moved the legs. If the cop had shot there, then the machine would be disabled since it wouldn't be able to move.

He looked over at the suspended hostage when he heard her speak, a bit taken aback by how she didn't sound as terrified as he had hoped. Hoped? Yes, he wouldn't be a proper villain if the hostage wasn't scared. He scowled at her, tempted to stop the robots' movement to chastise her for her rather accurate description of his motives when he received another alert. This time, it was from one of the many cambots that had been left behind, tracking Lionman's movement. Briefly, he stood still, hand holding down the visual button as he strained to decipher just what kind of package the male sphinx had. Rey shook his head violently to try to snap his mind back into the plan.

"Shut up," He barked as he cast another glare that was lost behind his goggles and mask. "I do not need to explain anything to you." He wasn't happy with the insinuation that he lived with his parents. They didn't even live in Boxton, let alone the same state, not that is was any of the woman's business. They entered a warehouse that had gone unused, robots carefully maneuvering around the traps that he had set. He was still learning about what Lionman was capable off and tended to test him out. In retrospect, he was probably helping train him into becoming a better hero if he kept learning how to get out of different situations, but it was still nice to see him work out. Still, he did find it odd that his anthropomorphic figure did nothing to turn him away. It was some deeper feeling that he was chasing after than just lust, not that he had the time to worry or think about it.

Lionman was approaching faster than he had anticipated. Rey looked the woman over curiously as he tried to put his finger on her importance over other citizens. He had fought him enough and carefully timed his reaction to reach crime scenes. This time, although he was still slower than other heroes he had monitored out of curiosity, was faster than normal. Almost as if he had known immediately that she was in harms way. He pulled out his shock pistol as she was moved into a cage and locked into place, trying his best to steel his mental fortitude against the woman's ravings. Next time, he will invest on developing a gag.
 
Victoria raised an eyebrow at the villain's curious look. She huffed out a breath, "He's already coming isn't he? Damned asshole probably already knows and is pissed at the both of us. Although the cage is a nice touch; an old warehouse and a cage does make for an interesting combo. At least it's better on the hair than that one time I was stuck with that loser villain in a cave. It took me months to get the smell of cave dank out of my dress." She paused for a moment before considering, "Tell you what, you distract him and I'll sneak out the back. You got his attention and you don't really need me anymore. Go hop on his dick and find out if it is human or not. You know for science or whatever. It's a win-win. I get to be spared a few hours worth of being lectured and you get you some super dick. I bet you could spice things up with those robot tentacles and all." She stopped talking as they heard a loud bang against the wall. "Never mind. I'm going to be dragged back home like an errant child because you can't ask a man on a date. Fantastic."

Venedict didn't take any time at all to survey the situation, something he normally would have done more normally. Yes, Victoria was kidnapped often but she usually didn't allow her kidnappers any peace once so ever once they had her. One of these days she was going to fuck with the wrong villain and they weren't going to care about hostages. So instead he decided to go in loud, slamming the door in with enough force to send it flying out though the building. "TECHNO! Give me the hostage!" He roared loudly before growling when he heard his sister clapping. Really could she not be a little more serious when she was the victim of a kidnapping?

"Great entrance. Ten out of ten." Victoria clapped sarcastically in the back. Well at least he knew where his sister was being kept for now. He quickly maneuvered out of the line of sight behind the crates of abandoned stock. At least Techno didn't seem interested in hurting her so much as attacking him. However her 'helpful' comments were leaving much to be desired as she shouted for him to 'fuck Techno with his justice stick' and to 'show that boy so dick'. Reeeal helpful, Victoria. Someday he was going to put her over his knee and spank her. Grabbing a smaller robot, he flung the creation back at the creator, taking out one of the lasers that protected him.

Venedict could not however resist throwing a rotted crate at the cage with his sister in it, "Shut up or I'm letting him keep you." The sphinx dodged a trap quickly before it got him. He had gotten faster since Techno had started being a colossal pain in the ass but he didn't think it would be much worth it if he couldn't get to the woman who was currently telling him that he should be making love not war. He was going to ship her ass home in that crate if she wouldn't stop. He was sure she was just being a dick at this point since why would anyone ever become a supervillain to get a date? That was the dumbest thing he had ever heard. He didn't say that though since this was after all his sister and too much of treating her like an annoyance might give their relationship away but the woman was honestly too much sometimes.
 
Rey could feel an aneurism coming on the longer he listened to her. Really, he wasn't looking to just get laid by some riddleless sphinx. Her ramblings kept putting unnecessary images in his head, ones that really stole the whole mood of a battle of good and evil, not that he was really evil per se. Just that he enjoyed the feeling of being so rebellious and destructive. Besides, he wasn't a cheater. He mumbled under his breath that he had a boyfriend and didn't need that kind of attention, even if he wanted it. Thankfully, he was saved from having to listen to her by the sudden entrance by Lionman.

Snapping back into his role of supervillain, he thrust his arms out in a grandios manner, stepping off of his robot. "Well done in finding me so quickly, Lionman--" He turned a glare at the woman for over talking him and once more dulling down the mood. Not quite feeling up to his usual self, he just sent his bots in. Others charged in, breaking through crates. He wasn't surprised in the slightest when Lionman was fending off his minions or that he was able to take out one that was standing beside him. With such aim, he was caught off guard by the crate hitting the cage.

He held up his shock pistol and gestured towards the cage. "I'm tempted to just let you have her, but where is the fun in that?" He pressed a button as a shock wire net was shot out and dodged. He is getting too quick but he is constantly on the move as more robots emerged, each armed with lasers. Every time he opened his mouth something came out of the captive's mouth. Each time it took the wind out of his sails until he couldn't take it anymore. This fight was no longer enjoyable. He couldn't admire the man work himself up or the thrill of dancing along the line of a prison sentence. Not with all the incessant chatter about how they should bone.

"For the love of God, would you stop killing the damn mood?" He fired a warning shot from his pistol. There was a sharp ring in the air as it charged before two balls of electrical energy that pelted into the wall behind the cage. Spiderwebs of electrical light spread out where they struck. "I cannot focus with your constant babbling!" After she opened her mouth again about sexual frustration he let out a loud groan before putting his pistol back. "For your information, I have someone." With a dramatic swipe on the touch pad on his gauntlet the cage dropped and she was released. "I'm done. Fuck this. Fuck my plans. Fuck everything. I'm going home..." He tore off one of the smoke bombs as all the bots returned towards him. "...to my partner and away from you, you incessant nag."
 
Venedict blinked at the sudden ceistation of the robots. Apparently the villain known as Techno Mastermind didn't enjoy his sister's brand of humor the same as he did. Venedict let out a half roar of panic when he heard the shots only to find his sister was fine and fluffing her hair in annoyance as a rather pissed looking Techo used the smoke bombs to retreat. Ven huffed out lowly, "Thank you for not shooting her." He then grabbed his talking sister who he wasn't sure what she was saying before leaping out of the building and back through the city. It would have been so much nicer to have sent her home but the day was still young and though his battle didn't last as long as they normally did thanks to his sister....he was still a sweaty mess. He dropped his sister off at the police station before going home and changing into his human form and civilian clothing. Once retrieved his sister then proceeded to follow him around to the rescue trying to find out how it was that he knew she had been kidnapped.

It was three hours later that he finally gave in and told her that he had microchipped her like an escape artist dog and made her so pissed she left the rescue in a fit of epic proportion yelling that he had no right to have her chipped like a dog. Good thing she left really. He slid down the wall until he was down on the floor with the cats. He had many of them. All the feral cats who needed him seemed to be able to find him. He could also place them rather well since his ability with cats seemed to extend to telling who could go well with who. Venedict sighed when he heard the bell ring a little after his sister had left, calling him all kinds of fancy names that meant he was an overprotective idiot. Really he would rather she just stay kidnapped next time. Lifting his head, he tried to look over the welcome desk but failed before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Thank you for coming to Furrever Felines. I will be with you in a moment." He lifted himself up off the floor before blinking down at the smaller man on the other side of the desk. The man looked on the brink of a breakdown and so without asking or really saying much else he grabbed a small but fluffy white cat. The cat had one eye and he wasn't the most beautiful of pets but he didn't mind cuddles as long as you didn't mind some of the trouble he could get into when he was bored. The man didn't seem to mind that Venedict had just shoved a cat at him but the look he was giving Ven made him a little embarrassed.

Venedict coughed a little, "Sorry...it rather comes with the territory. You show up and I shove a cat at you. I've taken to calling this one Minion but you can call him whatever you want. He's only got one eye so he looks a little like a dashing villain and he loves to get into mischief. Plus he is super soft if you ever have to think of a master plan, he's your cat to pet.... You kind of look like you wouldn't mind that kind of cat." Venedict spoke in his normal low tones, his normal speaking voice when he was off his heroing work. In the past his last boyfriends said that he reminded them of a large slow moving bear. Every move was deliberate and he was....rather hairy. His arms, and his chest, what little poked out from the v neck of his shirt were covered in dark man fur. It was nothing like the full body tan fur that covered him when he morphed but it was still enough to put off most guys. Then there was his head hair....he was a little vain about it. There was a reason after all he turned into a sphynx instead of anything else. He loved his hair, and while he had to keep it up in a ponytail or a man bun he always had it looking shining and ready to go. Of course the other think he was proud of was his muscles but he supposed he was a cheater when it came to them since most of them came with running around as Lionman leaping from building to building. He was built for strength and not speed.

"Right. I'll let you two meet and greet and you let me know if you want a different cat. We have a lot of cats here needing a home so don't be afraid to speak up if he isn't the right match for you." Venedict moved out of the way before starting on paperwork at his desk. There were many couches to sit at or chairs to curl up in to meet the cats. All the cats were free roaming so if the man didn't want Minion and instead wanted another there were many that he could choose from. This however also meant that Venedict also had the 'help' of many felines around him. Ever since he could change into a lion morph he attracted cats like a magnet. Unless he had paired them up, they tended to flock to him in droves. Really he supposed it was a silly image to see this hulking bear of a man covered in blissed out felines but this was his life now and he had always loved cats.
 
As soon as Rey returned to his lair he tore off the mask and goggles cussing up a storm. He was furious that the whole mood of being a supervillain and getting to show off was ruined because someone had to read him like a book and embarrass the shit out of him. He couldn't focus at all, his mind bouncing all over the place with her rantings. He was frustrated and feeling guilty because she was right. Even though he has someone he is seeing, he feels guilty for still lusting after someone else. In a way he was cheating with all the stuff he was doing to get his attention, all the hours he spent building and designing something new to challenge him with. On top of that, he had used his boyfriend to get the inside information about what the Mayor was doing, to track what was going on in the city. Just has his boyfriend before that had allowed him to look at the old infrastructure maps of the city that allowed him to hide in the city.

After changing back into his street clothes, the Techno Mastermind was back to being the shy Rey Rogers. He lost his confidence, but not his frustration as he drove to David's to spend time with him on his day off. Some good cuddling would do him well to forget about Miss Buzzkill. Unfortunately when he shown up, he had a long talk that he was afraid was coming. Cuddles denied. David interrogated him about where he had been, since he wasn't at work like he said he was, or had been the past few "late nights". He couldn't exactly tell him that he was the supervillain Techno Mastermind and had used him to kidnap the person the Mayor was meeting, now could he? So he did all he could do: bow his head and admit nothing looking guilty as hell for someone who was quiet and unassuming.

Feeling utterly beaten, with no sense of comfort, he wandered looking for something to brighten his day, if only a little. The universe must have it out for him because when he went to walk into the one place that has the highest rating of finding the perfect pet, he ran into Miss Buzzkill. Quite literally. Not wearing his mask, he felt weak and let her push past him, head hung low, glasses sliding down his nose. He was still frustrated about everything that happened before being tossed into the single pool but without his mask, he felt small.

He just nodded at the voice that greeted him but he didn't expect to see the burly man that greeted him, nor the sudden shoving of feline into his arms. He just stood there stunned for a moment listening to the man speak.

"Minion..." Rey muttered as he pet the cat. It was so perfect. Minion rested in his arms comfortably and purred a slow deep purr. It was almost menacing in a lazy kind of way. It made him think back to the stereotypical supervillains he saw in cartoons as a child. Before he realized it, he was already crying as he held the cat in his arms. "Yes.... Yes you will be perfect.... You won't get mad at me... and accuse me... and... and leave me." His voice went up higher as he whined about his day. "This has been the worse day of my life. The one thing I have been looking forward to this whole week was ruined, my boyfriend dumped me, accusing me of cheating..."
 
Venedict was never one to ignore a person in need. His sister often bitched that he was too overbearing and protective but he had gotten into being a hero because he liked to be needed. It was a driving need. At hearing the first tears fall, Venedict could no longer sit by and ignore someone in need. Especially someone who had come to his rescue in desperate need of some kitten cuddles. Making a low rumbling sound below the human hearing he directed the cat's to follow him before he stood up and walked over to the smaller dark haired man. Minion was quite content where he was at so Venedict didn't move him. Instead he displayed some of his impressive strength when he lifted the smaller man and moved him onto the overly large couch. There was a reason the couch was here besides to let large families meet and greet their cats before they took them home. The other use was when Venedict needed some feline relaxation and called upon most of his feline rescues. He pressed the crying man into his chest, letting out a low volume chuff to summon the felines. Almost all seventy of the felines in rescue came to the front when summoned. They piled on and around Venedict and this man, each feline letting out a calming purr with their own frequency. It was a bit like controlled chaos but Ven loved the sound. His own chest rumbled in time with his own purr, a man purr that was just as calming but once more a low frequency.

The man didn't seem to mind, almost seeming to melt into the hold that Venedict and the cats had on him. The burly man didn't mind being a tissue as much as the next guy but it was much better when he didn't have a crying man in front of him. Letting out a hum, he slowly worked his fingers over the man's tight back. He worked over the fabric and gently but firmly worked out the knots in time to the purring of his rescues. He only allowed the man to sit back when the crying had stopped and the man felt completely relaxed. His sister would call him weird and creepy but he liked to think he could read people somewhat well and it didn't seem the man was distressed at all by the impromptu massage and kitty cuddle session. However, he probably was taking it too far by petting the man like he would his cats but the man all but seemed to purr at the contact. It was like he needed the touch so badly he could combust. Venedict huffed, leaning back on the couch with one hand petting the man over his hair and back in long strokes like he would one of his cats. "I assume I'm not overstepping too much?" Venedict asked, his voice smooth enough to not break whatever magic was going on, "My sister says I need to stop treating people like cats but well....you see where I work." Venedict hummed once more his petting slower but never quite stopping or becoming sexual. This was about comfort to someone who needed it.

All too soon the moment was over. Venedict's phone dinged with the alarm to medicate some of his older rescues. He hated to leave the cuddle session but some of their meds were time sensitive. Letting out a heavy sigh, he stood up and set his boneless guest back onto the couch, "I've got to medicate some of my old boys." He pet the man's hair again, hoping the man wasn't secretly mad at how he was being treated. His sister would call it creepy or kinky but he tended to comfort people like he did his rescues if they let him. He stepped over the purring mass of felines before going to the back and pulling of the medication. He medicated some of the cats while the purring continued.
 
Rey didn't mean to start crying in front of a stranger, but the unexpected relaxation of holding a furry unbiased creature opened the floodgates. He couldn't even feel embarrassed for himself when he was suddenly pulling into the man's arms and guided to sit down. All he did was mutter about how he had planned meticulously for something and it was ruined and because he had been so busy planning in secret he was left. The whole time, his hands gently pet Minion.

He didn't even realize that he was being covered in cats, like the world's comfiest heated blanket. He stopped his muttering and let the man pet him. He didn't know how to feel about being petted but there was a reason he always dated the same kind of man. He loved the feeling of being in the arms of someone much larger than him. That was exactly what he had gone home for, to be cuddled in the arms of a large man, although the one holding him now was more muscular than David. He had a thing for muscles and hair, but finding them both in one person was rare. If he got big muscles, they often had less body hair, and those with more body hair were bigger in the belly than the muscles. Not that it turned Rey away, but to find one that had both in abundance that it tried to escape his attire? That was something that he hadn't really seen.

However, there was something that seemed familiar about those muscles. As if he had been held by them before. He brushed it off as having a habit of dating muscular men. He watched the man medicate the cats as he readjusted his position on the sofa. He pet Minion slowly as he tried to figure out what to do. He was still upset about how the day went but here he was, watching what may be the unicorn he had been looking for. He was muscular, hairy, and surprisingly well kept, especially when surrounded by who knows how many cats. It made him think of someone but he had his doubts.

"Thanks," he finally said as he stood up, looking over the new feline sidekick to his schemes. "I didn't mind.... That was... nice. Thank you." He adjusted Minion to cradle in a single arm as he extended his hand. "I never caught your name."
 
"It's Venedict. My name is Venedict Lowe. I am sole owner of Furever Felines." Vendict smiled at the man before shaking his hand. It was a nice way to end an evening and after the paperwork had finished the man had taken Minion to his forever home. Letting out a sigh he looked back at the other hopeful faces of the feline rescues with him. There was always more to save and always more to do. Maybe someday he could dedicate all his time to his cats instead of being a hero but he couldn't do that until age had started to take his toll. The city needed him and while there were many supervillains he felt fine with just letting the other heros handle, there were a few who he could never stop until they were jailed.

In the weeks following that encounter the villain Techno had been quiet. Venedict was slightly concerned since the man had a terrible habit of being predictable in his timing and if he wasn't was when something big would be happening. Instead Lionman was chasing down the cutthroat, Captain Lark. A supervillain who acted and dressed like a pirate with the ability to use water anyway he wished. He was a tough villain an one that loved bloodshed. Honestly Ven wouldn't be the one to normally handle him but one bratty sister had to be with the mayor when she was yet again captured. She had been shot and taken since she had saved the mayor from being himself taken. Venedict was pissed. His roars were shaking the city as he chased the bastard down. He hated how slow his body was compared to some of the less bulky heroes but the other 'heroes' were more worried about keeping the city and the mayor safe than rescuing his sister so he had to go it alone. He followed his sister's blood trail back to the villain's lair, a ship that had appeared randomly in the middle of the city. Venedict climbed up the side of the floating ship, part of him dangling as he growled. He felt the news cameras watching him from a distance, probably disturbed at the unusual behavior of Lionman in going it alone against a dangerous man for one bleeding hostage. He smashed the wooden ship uncaring if he had to tear the thing board by board to get to his sister.
 
Rey did his best to memorize the man's name. Once he is on his feet and not so bad off, maybe he can come back around and try to figure out which team the man batted for. The rest of the day, although better now that he had Minion and the pleasant experience at Furever Felines, was just as depressing as earlier. He had to make a couple more trips back to David's to get the rest of his things, cramming whatever he could in his car and then ultimately having to rent a trailer for the sofa he got to keep. With no other place to stay, he returned and settled permanently in his lair. He had plenty of room since it was an abandoned water processing plant and partially underground. Huge on the inside but it took a lot of time and money to repair the building bit by bit in what he needed. Not that he was wanting for money anymore, he no longer had rent to pay.

Living with Minion in his hideout was quickly the norm if not a bit inconvenient. Sure, he could tinker with his robots, build them all day and work as late as he wanted, but the downfall to that was he often forgot to wash off the oil from his hands and ended up staining a good few of his work shirts in the morning rush. Longer commutes also took time to adjust. He wanted to focus all his time into messing with Lionman but he couldn't get himself to go through with it. After kidnapping that irksome woman, he kept thinking about what he had and now without a boyfriend he had no place to get out his sexual frustrations. The solution to that was now in the box that he had carried back from the post office. Inside was a custom feline inspired dildo that he ordered online. Naturally, he had it customized to match the colors of Lionman's fur. His face was bright red the whole time he carried it. He fastened it to the lastest project he had to ease his frustration.

A sex machine. It wasn't like any of the ones you can buy online where it is a dildo on a piston. It could shift angles and the bench it was attached to had the hydraulics to move turning it into a chair or any other position so that he could be in any position that he wanted. Frankly he spent two paychecks alone on parts and dedicated all his free time to building it but it was worth it. However the obscenely non-human dick made it seem dirtier. The whole time he stared at it he kept chastising himself for building it let alone purchasing the special add on until the TV on the other side of the workshop caught his attention.

Another supervillain was running amok, which wasn't unusual in this city. However, the chaos that was ensuing wasn't what caught his attention. The live news feed was currently focused on a certain feline superhero that was climbing onboard the villain's ship. Quickly changing his plans for the afternoon, he sent his bots out ahead of him as he got dressed. No one was going to steal that man's attention. He kept his eyes on the TV trying to get all the information he could as he prepared. His stomach sank when he learned that a certain someone was taken hostage. Victoria Lowe. Lowe... Wasn't that he name of the man from Furever Felines? Yes it was. Was he married? Who knows, but if he remembered correctly, that woman got Lionman moving faster than he usually does which means she is important, which also means, he's going to have to take her to bring the attention to him rather than her current captor. Rey fastened on a compact jetpack to get himself moving faster. He didn't get much chance to use it since Lionman can't fly but no one asks why an inventor invents what he invents. He does what he does, and that is why he has a jet pack in storage... and a new fucking machine that puts the ones on porn sites to shame. Hopefully, this Victoria keeps her mouth shut this time otherwise, he might just drop her in a dumpster on his way back.
 
Venedict tore through the old wooden boards, uncaring of the pieces that landed far below. Once he had an opening large enough to fit into, he shimmied into the ship. He didn't know where his sister was being kept except for somewhere on the ship. He didn't even hear her which was a bad sign as far as Venedict was concerned. The sphinx smashed through the walls of the ship, even tearing out places in the outside walls to allow himself more light inside. There was really no way that the pirate was completely ignorant of his ship's destruction but the great bellows of air that was keeping the ship afloat were probably keeping the pirate from hearing all the destruction below. He knew why the news drone was following so closely, this wasn't normal Lionman behavior but since this was his sister and his sister's blood he was smelling...well he couldn't be damned to hide his reaction of absolute rage. He used himself as a one lion wreaking ball, tearing out half the ship before crawling out the back and tearing out the engines. The floating ship was starting to sink as he worked his way through the machinery. If there was one thing he was good at....well he was good at tearing apart machines thanks to Techno Mastermind.

He clawed his way to the top of the ship before slinking carefully behind the crates of ammo. Captain Lark was cussing up a blue storm. His ship was sinking and some 'nadder head had blown one of his engines'. The pirate was still on the lookout for whatever heroes were coming and was trying to guess which ones would respond. All of his choices however hadn't included Lionman but he had remarked that Techno must be active since he heard the roars. Stupid bastard. Lionman crawled through the patches of crates, looking to keep an eye out for Victoria. Where was she? He couldn't hear her but he could smell her all over. Venedict growled lowly, slinking back behind the pirate before leaping onto the bastard's back like his animal counterparts.

The pirate got off a shot but it hit the armor uselessly. This was after all why he wear the heavy shit. They grappled for dominance, the gun getting flung off the side of the ship while they fought. He would need to find a way to get Lark unconscious since he could hear some ominous sloshing of water. Once it broke free from it's barrels the pirate would have the upper hand. Where was Victoria? Venedict grunted as the Captain somehow managed to bash him upside the head. That moment of pain at made him loosen his grip enough to allow the villain to wiggle free. The jumped apart, both turning to face one another. The Captain drew his sword, cussing up a storm. "I never would have guess you! Don't you usually stay to monsters and small fry, cat?"

"Where is your hostage?!" Venedict roared, widening his stance.

The pirate huffed, "Oh the lass? I got her tied up really nice like to the mass of der ship. But she won't last long with that shot to the arm, she's got. But you got bigger problems to face than looking for her." Lark ran forward, and Venedict braced. He wasn't used to swords but his hands were protected by his fingerless gloves so he wasn't worried about that. It was the other tricks that the pirate was known for that he was more worried about.
 
Rey flew across the city swearing up a storm under his breath. Of all the people to kidnap, it had to be her. Luckily, his bots had reached the now sinking ship and released the cambots. He hesitated for a moment, hovering as he checked the video feed from the cambots. He could see Lionman fighting Captain Lark in a few while in a couple others, he could see Victoria tied to the top of the mast. Looks like the jetpack was the right choice today. Turning the feed off he rushed to close the remaining gap, sending new orders to his bots to get onto the ship. When he arrived, two bots launched up onto the ship and began scaling the mast while the two on the deck were arguing.

"Aren't you a bit out of your neighborhood, Lionman?" Rey barked as he landed on the deck with a loud thud. His pistol was drawn and aimed at the two. Other bots climbed over the railings of the ship and onto the deck, each of them sentinels armed with heat lasers. "Or did you feel like going on a little cruise?"
 
Venedict was about ready to cuss up a storm. He had been glad to see someone coming in on a jet pack but it wasn't one of the other useless heroes but instead it was Techno Mastermind. This wasn't his usual MO the man usually stayed out of it when other villains were involved for the most part. The sphinx huffed, "Yep you caught me. I wanted to go on a cruise with the Mayor's girlfriend and this fuck head." Both of the villains seemed to pause a second in shock that yes indeed the mighty and just Lionman had just called a villain a fuckhead. Perhaps he was giving himself too much credit and it was the fact that the mayor had a girlfriend that caught them off guard. It had been speculated for years that the mayor was gay seeing as he had never dated but the dumbass had been apparently hung up on Victoria and the two were tentatively dating. That is provided that the two of them didn't kill one other in a rage since neither one ever lost their tempers except with each other. Venedict looked over at the lasered bots before looking at Techno. He was pretty sure Techno didn't want to actually kill anyone since in all the time they had been battling each other, the villain had only shot to wound. Victoria claimed that was because he wanted to capture Lionman to keep him in his 'sex dungeon' but Venedict doubted that. Oh the lasers would hurt, no doubt. He had been bitten by a few enough to know that.

"Yer out of yer neck o' wood too laddie." Captain Lark smirked, the slimy pirate seemed confident. "Perhaps ya wanted to join ther winnin side of things? Got them heroes running for ther money. I do." The pirate seemed to think he could charm the other villain but Venedict knew better. Instead Venedict shifted his weight, ready to move at a moment's notice. He would be ready when the Pirate was being enough of a distraction.

Venedict bounced the end of his tail on the ground, watching the laser bots pick up on the moment. This next bit was going to hurt. He doubted he would be up for much in the next few days if he got bit by the laser enough. He ignored Techno, the man was busy trying to keep that slimy pirate back from him. Instead he let out a low chuff, seeing if the bots could pick up low sounds. He chuffed again, before pushing off in a burst of speed and diving back behind some crates. One of the bots hit the back of his leg but he didn't have time to worry instead, he lifted a heavy crate he hoped wasn't of ammo and took out one of the bots heads before ducking back behind one of the larger masts. It wasn't the one his sister was on but if he could get the second derpy bot to knock this one down then he would have a straight path to Victoria. Techno seemed to be keeping the good Captain at an arm's length so he didn't have to worry about them joining up. He didn't think they would anyway. Lark had a bad habit of killing that went against what Techno did.
 
Victoria Lowe was the mayor's girlfriend? He dated? Seriously? His pistol lowered a bit as he tried to piece everything together. Why would Lionman care so much if she was taken by the mayor? Maybe it was because Lionman's territory is surrounding City Hall and so he is often the one protecting the Mayor's office. He should think this over later when he isn't in the middle fo trying to catch someone's attention. Rey tilted his head to the other supervillain's statement as his bots ran on autopilot their targeting moving between both Lionman and Captain Lark. He wasn't impressed with his reputation. Granted he was a bit envious that he has better success in some of his plots but that wasn't his goal in the end. Besides, he had a conscience and couldn't actually harm another person.

"My hands might be dirty with oil, but at least they are still clean of blood, Captain." He looked over as the bots went after Lionman and decided that he needed more time for the others to get Victoria free and out of the way. "Besides, you have something that I want." He fired his shock pistol as the Captain who managed to dodge it. He didn't know how it would react with water but he had to be careful. Even though he doesn't want to kill anyone, he still didn't want to get on the bad side of other villains. The Captain was quicker than he thought when he lunged towards him. He dodged as much as he could, hand going up to his goggles every few seconds to check the feed. The moment he saw that Victoria was freed he launched himself into the air on the jetpack.

"I guess I would have made a good pirate since I took your booty." Rey cringed after saying that and muttered, "that came out wrong." The two bots managed to hover over to him, Victoria tied in wires in tow. She was tossed over his shoulder which made him drop lower and tilt to the side, having to adjust for the new weight. "Looks like this is our stop and time for us to leave this sinking ship." He flipped them the bird and took off. He was moving a bit slower and burning more fuel but he was still quick.
 
Venedict cussed again, looking to where Techno Mastermind had taken off with his sister again. The woman wasn't even awake and she was being a pain in his ass. The man was right though, this ship was going down and while the Captain seemed to be thinking of a way to get away from this ship, Venedict had his eye on his sister. He leaped off the ship, landing heavily onto the building next to it. He winced, this hurt like hell but he would have to make his way to his sister. He could still smell her on the wind and his laser wound was slowing him down. The other heroes were arriving to the scene and Venedict had no worries that they would capture Lark once more. Venedict once more took after Victoria, each leap leaving a little more pain in his body. He would definitely have to take a few days off after this.

He could barely see the flying Techno, pissed that he couldn't keep up with a shit leg. The villain wasn't even going as fast as he normally would and Venedict wasn't able to keep up. However he did wonder where the villain was headed with his hostage. This wasn't like him. He had never taken hostages from other villains or even really interacted with them. In fact, he really didn't interact much with other heros so he must have figured out that Victoria was important to Venedict. The hero could almost cuss again since this wasn't keeping his sister safe. The woman had moved away though so she hadn't been kidnapped any time since Techno had started his harassment of Lionman. This was probably new information. Letting out an annoyed huff he kept leaping, his body being pushed to the brink. He just had to get her back. He didn't know if Techno would treat her wound. She needed a hospital. Venedict panicked at that thought, letting out a pissed off roar that caused the villain to look back.

Let him look back. Venedict wasn't playing. He wanted that hostage back even if it put him in the hospital right next to her. Where were they going? This was the older section of town and somewhere Techno probably had a lair. Of course Venedict would be surprised if the villain led him back to his lair. Villains for the most part had gotten smart about hiding their lairs. There were a few old school ones that didn't hide their lairs but most did and hid them well.

Meanwhile Victoria had awoken. She limply pushed herself slightly up off the back of the villain. "Oh two kidnappings in one day? That must be a record." She looked over her shoulder before sagging back down. "You villains should really start a rewards card for this type of thing....oh it's you. I should have known. Oh well I don't think I have much time to play hostage with you today. I really hurt. I will get all the lectures for this I'm sure." She huffed tiredly at the villain's back. "I think I'm going to nap now. You have fun trying to get laid."
 
Rey stopped for a moment when he heard the roar. It was different, painful, angry. This roar was different from what he had heard all the time he had been pestering the superhero. He had been making his way back to one of his safe houses, back ups and mini lairs. They did little than to serve as a place to fall back to when retreating. Hidden in each one was an entrance to the old infrastructure that would lead back to his main hideout. He was running out of fuel much quicker and he would have to fill up from one of the caches that he had. A supervillain can't make a pitstop among the citizens now could he?

When he heard that Victoria woke up he let out a groan, expecting the same tirade as before, but this time she was more subdued, so he listened. Hurt? Was she hurt? He landed on one of the rooftops and shifted her to the other shoulder to look her over. He nearly dropped her when he saw the blood running down her arm and staining her clothes and the wires she was wrapped up in. He didn't want the reputation of a killer if she died.

"Hey now. Don't you fucking die on me. Last thing I need is for me to be blamed for your death and get an even longer prison sentence." He surveyed the area for a moment and noticed a hospital nearby. It wasn't the best in the city, rather underfunded, but it would do. He had just enough to make it there with the both of them. He didn't know how to patch a person up from a wound like that. A machine? Yes, he can fix any of those, but a person? Hell to the no. "Don't take a nap, I'm pretty damn sure that you should stay awake with a wound like that, though I would appreciate the silence."

He leapt off the roof and the jets kicked back in, heading in another direction. They reached the hospital and he made a running land, fuel alarm blinking on his gauntlet. He ran into the emergency room and shoved her in the arms of a stunned and frightened doctor. "Take her. And I don't want to hear anything about this! She's no use to me dead." He jabbed a finger in their faces and ran out, calling on his bots to give him a ride back to his lair. He ran until one of them rounded the corner with a familiar figure right behind.
 
"Not...planning on it." Victoria winced at the shaking, "This is not how to show a girl a good time....." She blinked lazily at the panicking villain before huffing amused. She supposed in as much pain as she was in, she shouldn't find his panic amusing but she did. "Maybe after this is over we can have tea. You're kind of cute. I....have a boyfriend but my brother is single." She panted a little heavily as the villain carried her like a sack of potatoes to the hospital. The doctor took over her care after she was thrust upon him. She would be fine with time and some healing. After all, while she may not have a super bone in her body, she still have super genes and they would pick her back up after this.

Venedict raced faster, almost catching up with the villain when he suddenly changed directions and took off in the direction of a hospital. Good, the man must not have known Victoria was injured. The hero let out a huff and paused before taking off again. This time even with the ache in his leg, he put on a bit more speed. Yes, now that Victoria was in safety's grasps he could do their normal song and dance. He didn't expect to catch up. In fact he wasn't prepared when he did catch up. He just had to catch that villain.

A flying leap was all it took for the two of them to go tumbling onto the pavement of one of the many flat roofs in the city. Venedict laid heavily on top of the villain his breath panting out in big puffs on the back of the man's neck. Yes, it was a rough landing but he had taken most of the brunt of the fall before pinning Techno to the pavement. Venedict shifted his body, putting his hands around the villain's wrists. There would be no tricks with his bots. Honestly Venedict didn't know what to do with the man at the moment. He hadn't committed any crimes in stealing Victoria back and Venedict was thankful that the man had taken her to the hospital. Looking around, he noted the half high walls on the roof and no security cameras. He could technically let the man go. Instead he shivered, enjoying the feel of another man beneath him even though it had been months since he last had sex.

Venedict purred, his great body rumbling in pleasure. Perhaps the villain wouldn't mind a reward instead? He had rescued Victoria and even though he was a pain in Venedict's ass, the man didn't hurt her. Plus there was a satisfying sense of justice in him being a pain in the villain's ass this time around. Using one hand, he unsealed his armor, taking the damaged piece off before settling back down. He was only in tight spandex now and he was sure he almost saw the villain perk.

"You saved someone very important to me. I'm not sure why but that deserves a reward." Venedict rumbled pleased when the man didn't fight him. "I would like to thank you. Perhaps you wouldn't mind my fucking you as a reward?" The hero almost laughed when the villain answered yes so quickly but he wasn't here to slut shame the man after all, he had offered. Venedict rubbed his fangs against Techno's neck, purring when the man shivered. Yes, this would do nicely. He purred as he tied the villain's hands together. It wasn't because he didn't trust the man....only that the helplessness of the villain's situation was really turning him on. Once his hands were free, he moved down the man's body, a low rumbling purr making his lips vibrate as he pressed them against the clothed ass.

He wasn't going to start there though...no he had another place he had to go. He lifted the man's hips, pushing his head around the man's legs to mouth the villain's penis through the spandex. He was hard and that was a good enough sign for Venedict that he was liking being manhandled and 'captured'. This wasn't perfect though. Venedict flicked out a lone claw and cut open the spandex, purring when that pretty cock was free and pulling it into his mouth before the man could bitch at him. The hero rumbled around that cock, purring when he felt the villain shiver. Yes, this man was enjoying playing victim to a ravishing beast but Venedict wasn't done.

A loud rip sounded between them. Venedict had tore off the bottom section of Techno's spandex, leaving his bare ass hanging out to the wind. Venedict chuffed, "So pretty and at my mercy." Sure the man was sort of bitching but Venedict could see that pretty cock twitch. Techno had liked that. "I think you like being my victim." Venedict purred, while pulling out his own cock. In this form, his cock was a bright pink that tapered to a point. It was a feline dick, nubs covering his dick that would massage and stimulate his partner's walls. But the best part of his spinx form....well that was how wet and slick his feline dick was. He didn't need lube because he came with his own. Venedict licked Techno's asshole, pulling apart the cheeks to see that pretty hole wink at him. He was going to wreck it. He was going to wreck Techno. He lined up his dick before slowly sliding it. He was big...there was no helping that. He was eight foot tall in his sphinx form so his penis was almost a foot long to match. He was slow with it but never really stopping.

After all....Techno was panting for it. He had never met a man before that seemed to thrive on size. The villain had moaned when his hands had covered his ass and now he was moaning at the size of Lionman's dick. Venedict purred, pausing only when his dick was completely sunken into the villain's body. The hero couldn't help using one large hand to lift the man's chest and pulling him up so he was sitting on his dick. "So deviant." He whispered, licking the villain's ear as he speared him with his cock. "You sucked me all up. I think villainy is the wrong path...perhaps I will keep you as my own personal cock sleeve." Venedict thrust his hips, moaning when the angle was perfect. He had enough strength to keep them like this but it was hard on his leg. He wasn't here to prove his strength...though the villain seemed to enjoy the feeling of dangling off of his dick. Instead he set the man down on his knees, using his armor as padding. It wasn't soft but it wasn't as rough as the pavement.

Then he began thrusting. His beastial side of his brain was loving the heavy and rough thrusts that were owning the villain. He wasn't hurting him but he did want to make sure that the villain knew just how much he appreciated what he had done....and perhaps keep the man from being too big of a pain for a while. Venedict purred, one large hand covering Techno's cock. Yes he was going to make sure that the villain enjoyed himself. He stroked the villain in time to his thrusts, his mouth covering the man's neck and making a hicky before pressing his fangs against the skin. He wanted to bite him. He wanted to rough him up. Venedict moaned, each heavy thrust closer to his orgasm. "I could keep you." It wasn't long before he couldn't last. He felt the other man's walls tighten in orgasism and he flooded the man's insides. His fangs buried themselves into the man's shoulder in pleasure so he was pierced from both sides.

Venedict panted heavily as he laid over the villain. He was sure the man would be feeling their fucking for days. He had buised him and marked him but the man had begged for more. Even now with his seed flooding the man's insides his cock twitched again. How long had it been since he had been with someone who had adored his brutal lovemaking? How long had it been since he had felt this satisfied? It felt like forever. It was too soon when he had to slide out, the flood of cum coming out with him. If the man had been a woman he would have been worried. He had been pent up and his semen volume had shown that. Venedict sat back, enjoying looking at the mess he had made of the villain a few minutes before finally untying him. A semen bath was probably not on the villain's menu but he looked so well fucked Venedict doubted he cared.

Venedict however did blush when a huge puddle of cum flushed out of the man just by his sitting up. Right...well. Should he be feeling so proud? It was perhaps a bit kinky but he loved watching the semen leak out of the man's wrecked hole. Venedict licked his lips, "Well...I should....but we could....if you....nevermind." Venedict purred again losing words at the sight of that pretty hole again. He could swear the man was pair incubus. He felt so good. He hadn't even undressed really, his cock was still hanging out. He sighed at the look the villain was giving him before pulling his member back into it's sheath. "Right. Sorry. It's been a long time. Do you....need help?" He felt like one of those shivering dogs, one look from the villain and he would be ready to go again.

However he remembered his sister. Shit. Zipping up his spandex he flicked his tail back and forth. "I hope you enjoyed your reward as much as I did. However...I have responsibilities to attend to. I'm sure you do too." He hummed a little before sighing. No, it wasn't appropriate to ask for the man's picture in his well used state. Didn't mean he didn't think about it though. Lifting the villain up, he wrapped his old armor around him. He carried the man to a hotel and placed him inside a room. He purchased a key and dropped it off for the villain before leaping off to visit his home then drive to visit his sister.
 
Rey had managed to get on the robot while running, but once they had climbed to the rooftops, he found himself tumbling off the machine. It took a moment to register that he had been pinned down with Lionman's large body keeping him down. His jetpack had broken off in the impact and laid in three different pieces just a couple feet away from his bot that had a broken leg and unable to move. No sudden escapes. No using that tiny bit of fuel to dash off to one of his hidden pathways. He was caught. His stomach sank at the realization that this time he couldn't get away, that he was finally going ro be arrested for his crimes. Did the police even bother with learning the identities of supervillains? Or did they just leave them as is? He couldn't live out his life in prison and away from being able to tinker to his hearts content!

He stopped his resisting when Lionman began to remove his armor. If his hands were free, he would be trying to rub his eyes to make sure that he wasn't off into one of his day dreams again but the words that came out of his mouth stole all the resistance out of him. Sex? As a reward for saving someone? So the woman was important to the superhero after all, that is good to know but he'll dwell on that later. He couldn't even get the words out of his mouth, so instead he nodded. Perhaps a bit too quickly and eager because he could see a fanged smirk from underneath his half mask. He shivered when he felt his breath through the neck of his spandex suit, his body immediately reacting. He didn't even resist when he felt his hands get tied together. If he had to admit to himself, this was the kind of capturing that he wanted. To be taken into custody after a long fight, struggling to overpower one of the city's great protectors and be completely helpless, without the prison sentence of course.

A shiver ran through his body when he felt the purring. He hadn't anticipated that and put a mental note to make another change to the machine he had back in the lair. He rested his head on the wall he was against, eyes shut enjoying the feeling of being at the hero's mercy. That is, until he felt a sudden rush of cool air on his already painfully erect member. Really? He just tore open his suit? Aggrivated, he opened his mouth to complain about how inconsiderate it was to just tear someone's only outfit but he was cut short when his dick was swallowed up. He bit his lip trying to stifle a moan as he watched the beastman pleasure him.

'This is happening. Holy shit fucks this is actually happening.' He thought as he felt the rest of his pants get ripped and a similar coolness reach his ass. Irritated once more, he decided he was going to have to say something, otherwise his identity is going to be revealed once his suit is shredded.

"Haven't you ever heard of just pulling pants down? This wasn't cheap you know! Fucking rude, you puss." He whimpered when he felt the surprisingly human tongue teasing his asshole. It was a great thing that he was so thorough in cleaning himself that morning. Hearing the words spoken so lustfully about how he was at his captor's mercy, he couldn't help but react. With his natural shyness, most of his partners treated him delicately both out in public and in bed. He didn't even know how to voice his preferences then but as Techno Mastermind, it was as if he didn't have to, it was expected. "I-It's not that I like being a victim. It's been a bit... Not that that's any of your damned business you damned sphin--" His eyes dropped down and saw the pink feline dick ready to enter his moistened hole. "...It's pink..." He muttered under his breath. 'And huge,' he mentally added. Looks like he needs to order a new toy online in a different color and size.

Moans slipped out with every inch that was pressed into him. His head rolling around as he felt himself fill up more and more. He couldn't even speak right, muttering random syllables much the same when he had been rescued, but for an entirely different reason. A gasped escaped him when he was roughly pulled up so he was sitting atop the hero. "Cock sleeve?" He moaned loudly as he hung his head, when the sphinx thrust into him. "I think you got it all wrong, hero. I think I am going to redouble my efforts to capture you and make you my personal fuck toy." For emphasis he rocked his hips, his breathing heavy. "Give you something better to do than to run around in tights acting so damn noble. Besides, I'm not the deviant tying someone up to reward fuck them."

His bitching slowed as he got closer as he allowed himself to be moved around and fucked. He wanted more, rocking his hips in an effort to get even deeper, not that the sphinx's feline dick wasn't enough. It was that he wanted more. Needed more. He let the sweet mix of pleasure and pain flood through him, enjoying every minute of it. The offer to be kept was tempting, so very tempting. A scoff escaped his lips as he moaned out slowly, "I was about to say the same thing." He moaned loudly as he came, yelping when he felt fangs pierce into his shoulder. His toes curled in his boots as his mind clouded, body rocking to get all the semen out and into him. There was so much he could feel the pressure. He enjoyed being creampied but this was a lot more than he was used to. Looks like there is another thing to add to the machine later.

There was no moving after this. His whole body felt like jello, completely unresponsive and useless. He just let himself lay there, trying to catch his breath until he was helped to sit up. Yeah, there was no moving. He was glad to have the mask because he could feel the heat of his face when he felt the excessive volume of supersemen leave his twitching asshole. Trying to catch his breath, he watched Lionman struggle to speak. It was kind of cute. If he was that embarrassed and tongue tied after sex, maybe he didn't do this as often with other villains. Good, because he definitely wasn't going to share now. Using the half wall for support, he slowly pulled himself up, squatting on his toes and letting more of the cum drip out. Even this much was too much as his legs trembled.

"Seriously? Help? What do you think? My cock and ass are flying free and I'm oozing superjizz. Not the most dignified way to return to my lair, now is it?" He huffed and nodded in agreement that he had other things to do. He let the superhero carry him into a hotel, grateful that he had put him in an unused room through the window rather than carry him through the front door like a spent prostitute. And he got an earful about that, but it was much appreciated. The appreciation of course, was left out of the bitching. He spent a good half hour just cleaning himself up and another remotely controlling one of his bots left in the lair to pack spare clothes and drop it off. He changed into his street clothes and sent the ruined outfit and gear back ahead of himself. He was sore and would not last a long walk so he slept there and paid the bill on his way out. For days he was walking weird and spent perhaps way too much time admiring the damage left behind and reliving the experience. He finally got what he wanted but the crash from such a high was a bit much.

It was nearly a week before he actually went to work. Unlike others, he was able to get away with it because he still completed the schematics for the current robotics project for a contracted space program from home. Designing drones meant to traverse alien terrain and gather samples was fun but it wasn't the same as making whatever he wanted when he wanted. The glow left behind even after that time was noticeable by his coworkers, especially after his break up. To escape their million questions on his personal life, which he was sure they only asked to embarrass him, he decided to take lunch away from the office. He sat in a small diner waiting on his order, hand massaging the now fading marks from Lionman's bite with a faint smile on his face.
 
Nearly week had past since Lionman had gotten laid and Venedict was still super cheery. His sister was suspicious but he hadn't said a word, just worked cheerily around her apartment before she finally had enough of him and sent him out to get food. With her dating the mayor and her injury she had just decided to move back into the city. Thankfully that past near week had been quiet with criminal activity. Of course since Techno Mastermind had been silent....probably recovering from Venedict's thank you fuck. Lionman hadn't been called out. He probably would be back sometime again. The villain seemed to have crazy stamina so Venedict doubted getting fucked within an inch of his life would keep him down long. In fact if he hadn't been a villain he would had have been tempted to ask him out. That was probably tacky. After all he doubted it was nice to ravish someone so thoroughly then ask them to dinner. Venedict purred, but hell if he didn't think about that image of how wrecked the man looked after Venedict's rough handling. A superhero could get used to that kind of satisfaction. Hell a man could turn to the darkside for that ass.

He whistled as he entered the diner, making a to go order before leaning back against the wall to wait. He looked around only to spot someone he recognized. It was Rey. The man who had cried on him and adopted Minion. Venedict had asked the other cats about Minion and Minion himself had sent a few messages. Mostly they were 'I'm spoilt rotten' and 'my human has lots of tiny machines that I can't eat' so Venedict knew the cat was happy. People often thought that talking to animals would be fun but for the most part it wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Since he could only talk to cats, Venedict only knew how they were. They didn't say much. Mostly they seemed to just let him know if they were happy or not after they got placed. Cats were very private about their people....especially rescued cats. A human could be committing murder and those felines wouldn't care as long as they were well taken care of. They didn't tattle to Venedict since they didn't want to lose their meal tickets. Rather selfish of them he supposed but it made his life easier since he didn't have to worry about or know what people were doing in their own homes. Since the man was good to his fluffy white companion, Venedict didn't think it would hurt to talk to him.

"Hey there! Rey, right? Mind if I visit for a bit?" Venedict slid into the other side of the table. "Sorry to bother. I didn't know a soul and this place is packed. I got a to go order so in about twenty minutes I'll be out of your hair. How is Minion doing?" The man looked a lot better than the last time he had seen him. He also smelled faintly like sex so Venedict was sure he had gotten some rebound nookie. Sometimes that was the best thing for a break up. Venedict hummed a moment, "Sorry again for invading. My sister moved to the area recently and so we've been dining out. She got with the mayor so now she won't go home." He paused rolling his eyes, "She got injured a week ago and has been laying low but she's bossy as hell and apparently the mayor is a smarter man than I am since he's been hiding from her pissed off wraith."
 
Rey had been lost in remembering the feel of Lionman's fangs sinking into him and hadn't noticed Venedict until he sat down across from him. He tensed up and looked around at the packed diner as he listened. He felt embarrassed by his own thoughts and suddenly became self conscious about people being able to read his mind. He relaxed after a moment before nodding as he drink his soda.

"Minion has been... A life saver. Probably the best roommate I have had, if not a bit expensive with his Pampered Puss catfood." Dipping a fry in ketchup he smiled. "But I can afford top of the line for him... Even though he sometimes knocks my work on the floor and tries to chew what he isn't supposed to." The first couple days with Minion had been a handful in a good sort of way. Rather than ruminating on his break up and living in a partially ruined building smelling of old machinery, he was too preoccupied with finding the cat, chasing different computer chips, nuts, bolts and whatever the feline knocked to the floor. Yet at the same time when he is juggling work and picking up part of his team's slack, the feline slept in his lap and did not mind his mutterings. It was pleasantly relaxing in a chaotic sort of way.

There was a pause in his chewing when Rey heard about Venedict's sister being with the Mayor. So Victoria Lowe is related to Venedict, as well as dating the Mayor. Not that it came to a surprise to him now since it was revealed to him by Lionman. Evil gears turned in his head as he pieced things together. His secretly evil nature wanted him to get close to Venedict since his sister was someone obviously important to Lionman. Maybe if he got close enough he could learn Lionman's real identity, where he lived and when he could drop by for another round. As much as he could stick around and wanted to, he only had the gumption to pursue him as Techno Mastermind. He couldn't even be sure if he would treat him the same when he isn't the villain.

"So Victoria is your sister. How's the bullet wound?" He flinched before adding quickly, "I heard about it on the news about a week ago." He had forgotten about her injury, too distracted by the reward he had been given. Suddenly he remembered something she had said when he was taking her to the hospital.

Nervously, Rey asked, voice slowly getting quieter, "Are you... Umm... By any chance... Single?" His face turned red as he looked away, shrinking in his seat from embarrassment. He was never the one to approach another, instead he was often picked up like an adopted pet.
 
"I'm glad he is working out for you. He can be a handful but you look like you're up for the task." Venedict didn't comment on the choice of cat food but dear god. No wonder Minion had sounded terribly smug when he told Venedict he was spoiled rotten. He really was. It wasn't Venedict's place to comment and the man seemed like he was well off or at least well put together. Instead he focused on the other question that the man had asked. Victoria's injury. It had been covered on the news since she had been fought over by three supers and gotten hurt. Captain Lark was luckily captured and in prison and no one knew what happened after the evil Techno had saved the woman. Which was good since Venedict didn't really relish the thought of people's comments if they knew Venedict had rewarded his nemesis in a rather unorthodox way instead of taking him to justice. Really, Venedict likened Techno's antics to kids graffiti. It only did property damage and really wasn't worth fighting over. However the city didn't really agree so he fought the man often. Plus he often got the feeling that Techno singled him out since the villain got overly aggressive with any other hero that responded to his crimes. It was rather understood at this point that the villain was Lionman's. Which since the villain's timing was rather predictable was a good thing since the villain always seemed to know when he was working.

"The wound itself is fine. She's stuck in a sling for a while since she got shot in the shoulder. It didn't hit anything important though so she got lucky. They gave her a tetanus shot because it was an old ass gun. It's a waiting game of healing right at the moment but with the move I've been spending a lot of time with her. Which sucks because that woman is mean when she's not getting her way. If it wasn't for the mayor's visits I might have to beg someone to lock her up." Venedict huffed amused for a moment before going before putting his elbows on the table to rest. However it wasn't but a moment when Rey started to ask a question.

It was hard to understand but the way that the man was melting into the booth gave Venedict a pretty good idea. It was almost too cute. Venedict couldn't remember the last time he had been asked out. Of course shy guys seemed to like his big size the most next to size queens. Size queens were few and far between though since the community kind of slut shamed them. Techno had been the most unabashed size queen he had ever fucked. The man had even begged for more. While Venedict had enjoyed the man's bitching more than he ever would admit....he doubted he could find someone quite like him for his home life. Venedict smiled at the smaller man, "Just to be sure, because I didn't catch all of that. Are you asking me on a date?" Venedict watched the man for a moment longer, his golden brown gaze going over the man a moment before smiling again. "I don't have a lot of time with helping my sister and running the rescue but if you don't mind my crazy schedule then I would love to go on a date with you." He grabbed a napkin and jotted down his number. "This is the best way to reach me. I can't always answer calls but if you text me I will get back to you as soon as I can."
 
Rey would be lying to himself if he denied being relieved that the woman was ok and recovering well. She looked to be in real rough shape when he had stolen her back but it seems taking her to the hospital was the best idea. Not just because he managed to keep his hand free of blood once more, but because he now has an excuse to talk to bear of a man that is seated in front of him. Remembering how she was when he had kidnapped her the first time, he could understand why Venedict said he would have to beg someone to lock her up. Even as Techno Mastermind, he would be hard pressed to agree to such a thing. The woman was way too much.

With the words caught in his throat, he nodded as his eyes searched the larger man's for any hint to his answer. He had expected to be turned down, but when a napkin with a phone number was passed his way, he perked up. He sat up straighter and took it into his hands, fingers nervously playing with the edges as he tried to memorize the number. What. Why was he memorizing it on the spot? He had a damn cellphone to put it in! Fishing into his pockets he immediately pulled out his phone and put the number in.

"My uh... my schedule is kind of crazy too... Work tends to follow me home." He sent a text to the number on the spot that contained nothing more than: 'It's Rey. :)' He had been planning on running amok again tomorrow but he couldn't turn down someone who would date him. Especially when they look like that. "Maybe... Maybe we can get lunch tomorrow... you know... When we can catch a break from work."
 
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