Opportunity Makes The Thief

"Roxanne?"

No answer. Only being greeted by the familiar sight of the multitude of hung up notes and newspaper clippings that helped Roxanne stay organized, Megamind stood uncertain in the door frame of his girlfriend's flat.
It had been a big deal for him when Roxanne had given him the spare key. It was a sign of trust. A sign of love. He had been giddy for a full week after that, with Minion starting to roll his eyes at him after the first phase of 'I'm so happy for you, sir'.

His plan to surprise her and go out to dinner with her for the first time without his "Bernard disguise", something he had been dreading for quite a while because the last time hadn't ended that well per se, basically went out the window.

'I really should finally get myself a cell phone' he mused. Megamind was just about to turn around to go back to his invisible car and drive home when his gaze was suddenly drawn to a suspicious looking notebook on Roxanne's desk. As he went over to take a look at it, he realized that it was a diary. Roxanne must have forgotten to close it before she left.

Suddenly Megamind was very, very curious to know what was written in that diary. Even though he knew that no one was there, he still looked nervously over his shoulder, afraid of being caught in the act. He did feel his bad conscience gnawing at him for jeopardizing Roxanne's trust, but... just one teeny, tiny page shouldn't be that bad, right?

He picked up the diary and started reading the newest entry, apparently still written on that very same day.

It is so amazing how much Megamind has changed in the past few months. From supervillain to superhero... who would've guessed that? Sometimes I wonder if he's still the same person that used to kidnap and tie me to a chair, trying to intimidate me with various "scary" machines and gadgets. But then he mispronounces something in that lovable way or behaves in that overly flamboyant fashion of his and there he is. It's what I love so much about him. I hope that this part of him never changes.

He is so sweet and caring and I'm not complaining about that in the slightest. I just sometimes wish he'd be more daring and take the initiative more often...

Having reached the end of the entry, Megamind put the diary back down on the table, just the way it had lain before. His hand still resting on the half-filled page, he looked up, a satisfied smirk forming on his face.
"Well, if she wants more initiative, she will get more initiative", he said to himself and finally left her flat for good.

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Several hours later, Roxanne returned home. After a long day and a heavy workload, all she wanted to do was shower and unwind in front of the TV. Preferrably with something unhealthy to eat, like a burger and fries.

But when she opened the door, she saw a familiar figure standing in her flat, holding something in it's hand that reminded her of a time not all too long ago.

"Minion? What are you doing here?" she asked him as she dropped her purse on the dresser.

"I'm sorry to disturb your leisure time, Miss Ritchie, but there is something he wants me to do. A surprise, you might say", Minion replied.

"Is that the reason why you're also carrying the spray around with you? Am I... being kidnapped again?" Roxanne asked, kinda bemused by the whole situation.

"Yes, I'm afraid so", he answered, smiling apologetically.

"Well, alright. Even though I hate that spray. It makes me nauseous" Roxanne said, her nose wrinkled in disgust.

"Then I'm really glad to inform you that my master has changed the ingredients of the spray. It is now optimized for reliable use and perfect effect" Minion proudly announced. Roxanne felt reminded of one of those overly exerted commercial shows on TV.

"Well, okay then. I just hope I won't wake up with an old, unwashed bag over my head. I've had quite enough of that" she added with a soft laugh.

"Oh, don't worry, Miss Ritchie. I think you'll be very... satisfied with the outcome this time" Minion said as he held the can in front of her face and pressed the diffuser. Just a moment later, Roxanne was engulfed by the same old, sickeningly sweet scent that pulled her into the inviting arms of unconsciousness.

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When Roxanne came to, she was relieved to realize that she wasn't wearing that dreaded, smelly gunnysack over her head, just as Minion had promised. It seemed like only her eyes were covered, blindfolded with something that felt like... silk? Roxanne also instantly knew she wasn't in one of Megamind's secret bases. Even though everything was pitch black, she could feel that the material she was sitting on was different. Additionally, it didn't smell of rusty paneling, charred rubber and of the other, mostly unpleasant smells she was used to. Instead, her nose was filled with the scent of leather and something musky... was that perfume?

Roxanne stirred, realizing that her arms were once again shackled by the wrists. Experimentally, she pushed against the material holding her hands in place and realized that it, too, had been substituted for something softer than the usual. As soon as that had sunken in, she could hear a key being turned and the sound of a car engine roaring to life. Ah. So that's where she was. The invisible car.

"Miss Ritchie... we meet again."

Roxanne smiled when she heard the all too familiar voice reaching her ear from the left side.

"Megamind," she replied, trying to sound as playfully frightened as she could manage to, "It's you again."

"I'm afraid to break it to you, Miss Ritchie, but you're completely at my mercy. And since Metro Man is not there anymore to save you, there is nothing you can do", he replied just as playfully as Roxanne.

With a swift movement, Megamind removed the blindfold from Roxanne's eyes and threw it to the floor without any further regard for it. Finally, Roxanne could take in her surroundings. To her surprise, the invisible car looked nothing like she remembered it. It used to be quite small, not leaving enough space to move around freely. The interior before her, however, looked more like the inside of a limousine. The car was probably twice as long as before, one more black leather seat bench added to the back and front seat benches that were already there, shoved right in the middle of them. Instead of facing the direction of travel, however, it faced the back seat.

As she looked up, she also realized that the paneling of the car wasn't black but somehow translucent. As if riding in a convertible, but still... they were in a closed space. For a second, Roxanne was amazed that Megamind was able to construct something like it and all of that probably only in a very short space of time.

Then her gaze finally fell on Megamind, sitting right next to her. He was wearing a slightly modified version of his "black mamba" outfit, only this time with the familiar stand-up collar being way shorter and with less spikes. It was a very appealing sight, Roxanne thought to herself.

A crackle sounded from a speaker in the roof paneling, then Minion's voice could be heard. He was obviously the one driving the car, but since Megamind had also added some sort of dividing wall to the interior, Roxanne hadn't seen him so far.

"Sir, where should I be heading?" he asked as the car sped up. Megamind pushed a button on the arm rest. "Just as we discussed, Minion," he answered. There was a short "understood" coming from the fish, then the speaker went silent.

"What are you planning on doing with me?" Roxanne asked, slight nervousness creeping into her voice.

"Ah, but that's my secret, Miss Ritchie. I've got a surprise planned for you. The only thing I can tell you is that there is no definitive place we're going to... well, maybe just in the figurative sense," he answered. He raised his eyebrows while smirking, leaving not much to Roxanne's imagination as to what exactly he had meant by that.

Her stomach started to flutter with equal parts excitement and fear.

The car turned left, onto one of Metro City's most crowded streets both in terms of drivers and pedestrians. At the same time, Megamind made his move. He reached out to caress Roxanne's face gently, his fingers stroking over her cheek before his hand wandered down the side of her throat to finally find rest at the back of it. After a moment of looking into her eyes, he pulled her in for a heated, desperate kiss.

Roxanne could hear herself moan against Megamind, as her lips parted to allow his tongue entrance into her mouth. They remained like this for a while, enjoying the feeling of being so close to each other in that way, before parting again.

Roxanne slightly struggled against her shackle. She too wanted to be able to touch her boyfriend, but as it was seemingly part of the "kidnapping and torture" game, she knew Megamind wouldn't let her for quite some time.

"Tsk, tsk, Miss Ritchie. Why so impatient all of a sudden? You will get your turn... after I'm through with torturing you some more", Megamind said while wagging his index finger at her. Roxanne looked up to him, an evil, but still frisky, smile forming on her face.

"Just you wait, Megamind. You will pay for this. After all, good always wins over evil in the end," she replied.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my custom made leather boots!" he answered, the all too familiar sentence widening Roxanne's smile. Megamind bent forward until his lips were right next to her ear and whispered: "I can't wait for you to bring me to justice, temptress".

Whatever Roxanne was about to say got stuck in her throat. A wave of heat pooled in her belly and traveled further south. Did Megamind even know how much his voice turned her on?

As he leaned back, Megamind's hand went behind his back to the zipper of his outfit, unzipping it slowly, way too slowly for Roxanne's taste if she was being honest. Once he was done, he took his boots and gloves off before slipping out of the skin tight attire. He discarded his clothes on the opposite seat, then knelt down in front of Roxanne.

Megamind's hands went up to her blouse, unbuttoning it just as slowly. He hadn't lied to her: This was torture in it's most evil form. Roxanne growled impatiently, to which Megamind only reacted with a snicker.

"You can make noises aaall you want, Miss Ritchie, but I'm afraid that won't help you"

How was he still able to keep up the roleplay? Wasn't he, too, almost at his limit?

As soon as he had unbuttoned the very last button and unhooked the clasp of Roxanne's bra, Megamind cupped her breasts in his slender hands, squeezing them a bit too softly. He was apparently still too afraid of doing something wrong or hurting her involuntarily.

"Hn- Dammit, Megamind, I'm not made of china. If you're touching me, do it right"

Upon that reaction, Megamind applied more pressure and was relieved to hear the response in form of soft moans. His hands traveled further down, across her stomach, until they came to rest at the belt that denied him access to the skirt's zipper. Now it was his turn to be impatient, as he unbuckled the belt as fast as he managed to. Before her skirt and panty could follow, Roxanne stopped him as she suddenly realized something.

"Wait a second, Megamind. Do you really want to do this here where... where people could see us?" she asked while using her head as means of somehow pointing at the people on the streets they were passing by.

Megamind laughed before responding: "Oh, but did you forget? This car is invisible. Everyone outside is unaware of what is going on in here... or even of the fact that we're driving by them. However..." he said as he once again leaned forward, his face just inches from Roxanne's, "doesn't it make it all the more exciting when WE can see them and know what is going on?"

Okay, maybe Roxanne had been wrong. Maybe she really misjudged Megamind by thinking he was a really nice guy without a single kinky thought in his huge brain. Maybe he was more than she could've ever dreamed of. Maybe, just maybe she was falling for him even more, as her lips crashed down on his.

A groan left Megamind's lips, then he embraced Roxanne, his hands fumbling behind her back with the soft, silken rope that held her wrists bound together tightly. It finally came lose, giving Roxanne the chance to touch him in return.

Her hands were quickly on the waistband of his boxers and eargerly pulled them down before he could even react. For the first time ever, Roxanne was able to see the equivalent of Megamind's alien race's male sexual organ. It kind of reminded her of a tentacle without any suction cups. If she was being honest, it didn't look very different from human genitalia, but it was still... different.

When she looked back up, she could see that Megamind was looking at her, a bemused smile on his lips.

"Afraid, Miss Ritchie?" he asked, his tone mocking.

"Megamind, there's nothing I'm afraid of. Especially not your methods of torture" she replied as she readjusted her position to inch closer to his body. She could feel his tentacle-like genitalia press against her entrance, making her gasp in surprise.

Then he thrust into her, his organ squirming as it pushed further into her warmth. The sensation was indescribable, but the most prominent feeling for Roxanne was that of pure bliss. Once he was fully inside her, she started rocking her hips to intensify the feeling. As she looked up to Megamind, she realized that his eyes were squeezed shut as wave after wave of lust rolled over him.

Soon their movements were in unison with each other, both uttering the name of the other in between moans of pleasure. It felt to Roxanne as if her nerves were on fire, the sensation of love-making entirely different from the times when she had had sex with a human man. Faster than usual, her climax was approaching and judging from the almost desperate way Megamind's hands clenched her hips, fingers digging into her sensitive flesh, he wasn't too far away himself.

After a few more erratic thrusts, Roxanne came hard, pushing Megamind over the edge as well. He pressed his forehead against hers, a drawn-out moan breaking from his lips as he rode out his orgasm together with her.
They remained in the position they were for a while, trying to catch their breaths after their passionate coupling.

Megamind laughed softly when he opened his eyes. "So, was this the initiative you were hoping for?" he asked. Roxanne's eyes widened as she realized what he was referring to.

"You... you read my diary?" came the stunned reply. Megamind smiled sheepishly before answering.

"It wasn't planned at all, Roxie. I wanted to surprise you with a fancy dinner, but you weren't home and then I saw the diary open on your desk and that one entry practically jumped right into my face." he said, looking for any sign of anger or rejection in Roxanne's face.

She was silent for a moment. Megamind was sure she would push him off and tell him to never show his face to her again. When she finally spoke, however, her reaction left him baffled.

"Well, it's definitely not okay, but you've just given me probably THE best orgasm I've ever had, so I guess I can forgive you for it if you promise me not to do it again," she answered, resisting the urge to laugh when she looked into the dumbfounded face of her boyfriend.

Yes, she would definitely throw that stupid diary away as soon as she'd come home, Roxanne thought. There was obviously no need for it anymore.

"There's just one more thing I need to add," she said.

"What is it?" Megamind replied, suddenly worried.

"...I think we should let Minion know that he can stop driving around in circles through the city."

This time, however, neither of them could refrain from laughing.