Sewing Scissors

This is an entirely random fic. It is definitely in an alternate universe. It's meant to run from This Comic: http://community.livejournal.com/megamind_movie/345753.html
It really won't make any sense if you don't read the comic first.

Pairing: Roxanne and Megamind.

This is a fanfiction. Megamind and the characters therin do not belong to me. This fanfic contains adult content. You have been warned.

Okay folks, read the comic first, then jump in, hands and legs inside the vehicle, and come along for the ride.

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"Where is your stupid car?"

"I -mmmf- have no idea."

"We need your car."

"Mmmmmmmmm....."

To be fair, Roxanne wasn't really giving him an opportunity to answer. "Well, how do you usually find it?" Roxanne leaned up from where she'd pushed Megamind to the ground and looked around. Megamind glared up at her. "Look, Megamind, Baby, we can't use those ropes without something to-" She leaned in to his face "Tie-" She licked the end of his nose "Them-" She kissed under his eye "To." She reached his ear and ran her tongue delicately around the outside. Megamind bucked underneath her, and rummaged desperately in what was presumably a pocket.

Bip-bip. A car materialised out of the rain, remarkably close. Roxanne stood up, pulling Megamind up with her, and pulled him to the car. Once there, Megamind managed to turn them both around, and pushed Roxanne up against the car. This time he was driving the kiss. Roxanne moaned into his mouth as he pushed his whole body up against her, sprawling over the side of the car. She wriggled and he pushed harder, dropping from the kiss to bite the side of her neck.

The rain increased, flowing down and making the car gleam in the twilight. Neither of the pair noticed. Roxanne had her head leaning on the roof of the car, her eyes closed, as Megamind gave an experimental nibble, then nuzzled along her jawbone. It was her turn to loose the ability to talk, and she moaned wordlessly as he pressed his slim form against her, holding her against the car, pushing his hand up under her dress.

A car zoomed past in the wet, across the crossroads, and Megamind looked up. "We should get in the car now."

"Yeah." Roxanne stood away from the car and straightened her dress as Megamind wrestled with a door and leaned inside. He struggled with something, and there was the sound of something heavy shifting. He tried to lean back out again.

"There," he said, and Roxanne was suddenly pushing him into the car and climbing in straight after him. The seat of the car had been folded down, and now made a relatively comfortable horizontal bed. Megamind slid further into the car, and found Roxanne desperately climbed in on top of him, all wet arms and legs. The door slammed behind them as she sank into him for yet another kiss, and he melted. Her tongue was exploring his mouth, and she seemed to twist her hands around his in an only mildly distracting manner. This kiss was a good one, and her mouth tasted of the wine they had been drinking in the restaurant.

Both of them stopped for air, and Roxanne pulled away, gazing into Megamind's eyes with a look of triumph. "What-" He tried to follow her as she sat upward, and found that his hands were looped in ropes. Which seemed to be somehow hooked back and under the corner of the seat. "How-" He tried to pull his hands forward, and Roxanne watched with amusement. "But-"

Roxanne tilted her head to the side. "So, Ber-Megamind." She watched with interest as he jerked at her honest mistake at the name. "Thank you for the ropes," she purred. He turned his head away from her, pretending to look at a bound hand, his whole face a maze of anguish.

Roxanne slid slowly back, and sat on his legs, turning around and pulling more loops of rope out. She pulled them tight around his feet, and by the time he could move his legs out from under her, his boots appeared to be solidly bound to the other corner of the car-seat "bed". She looked, suddenly interested, out of the front of the car, then glanced back at him, shifting so that she was no longer on top of him.

"Baby, you're all wet. We need to get you out of these clothes."

Megamind whimpered, then said, "I'll need my hands for that."

Roxanne's smile began to show her teeth, and she reached over to the dashboard of the car. As she raised the gleaming object to where he could see it, his green eyes became impossibly wide. "You wouldn't dare."

In Roxanne's hands was a pair of huge steel sewing scissors, one of Minion's most treasured possessions. They were huge and heavy, razor sharp. She waved them in the air, cutting imaginary fabric. "These are brilliant." The blades made a delicate slicing sound as they opened and closed, as if cutting the finest silk. "Best sewing scissors I've ever seen."

"No..."

She slowly lowered them to a point directly above his crotch, and, biting his lower lip, head pulled up to watch, Megamind stared helplessly as the blades slowly dropped. She moved their target, until they were over his navel, and dragged the points of the scissors, just touching and catching at the fabric, over his chest towards his face. He gasped and stayed perfectly still, but as the blades got closer, he whimpered and had to tilt his face back, his hands struggling with the ropes. He swallowed delicately, eyes closed, as the blades approached his throat.

The blades gave a metallic tap as they reached the catch to his cloak under his cloak. Megamind very narrowly opened one eye, to see Roxanne stick one corner of her tongue out, as she struggled with the catch with one hand, the other hand still holding the blades to his chest. He desperately needed to breathe, but could feel the blades resting against his chest, and held onto the burning breath for as long as he could.

Roxanne finally gave a delighted cry as she pulled the collar of his cloak apart, withdrawing the scissors as she did so. Megamind took a wobbly breath, and tried to pull himself as far away from her as he could get while the going was good. Roxanne had somehow removed the whole clasp from the front of his cloak, and was playing with it, flipping the pin backwards and forwards, frowning.

Whilst her attention was away from him, Megamind turned his attention to his right wrist, trying to work out if he could undo the ropes. They seemed nicely entangled in the spikes on his glove, however. Roxanne moved in again, closing the scissors with a quiet snap. He watched as she lowered them to his suit, and stayed perfectly still as they again slowly dragged towards his throat.

This time when Roxanne had his head tilted back and neck exposed, she turned the scissors around, and slid the lower edge of the blade neatly under the collar of his suit. The blade was cold on his wet chest, and oh so very real. She slowly closed the scissor blade, and sliced into the fabric. Megamind whimpered quietly.

Roxanne turned the scissors, and sliced again on a slightly different angle, running the back of the cold blade over his chest. Her tongue was slightly visible in the corner of her mouth again as she turned the blades and made a third slice. What was she doing? Megamind tried to shift his head to see, and Roxanne used her other hand to push his head back down, frowning at him.

The next slice was far too low down for him to deal with and he struggled again. "Careful, careful," he whimpered, and Roxanne watched him delightedly, obviously enjoying making him squirm. She pulled the scissors up from where they had been, and dropped them further away, reaching for the fabric and pulling. Megamind could now see that she had cut down the side of his blue lightening bolt, following the shape as it descended. His wet blue chest was now exposed, and he squirmed as Roxanne breathed over it gently.

"Roxaaaanne!" he gasped, as she ran her tongue over his chest, and she pounced on his nipple, giving a lick before biting down. He yelled, and she pulled away, and grinned up at him.

"Blue." She said, head tilted, running her finger around his nipple. "Brilliant." She moved over so that her face was directly above his, eye to eye and nose to nose. "And totally into bondage?" She kissed him again. Her wet dress was warm on his bare chest, and he closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth. He bit at her bottom lip as she pulled out of the kiss again. She leaned back and looked him in the eye.

He tried one of his trademark smirks. "What's NOT to like?" he asked.

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