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snoggedTitle: Tell Me Lies
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and co. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: NC-17/FRAO; slash, blowjobs, powerplay, dark, themes of Dominance and submission
Pairing: Dr Horrible/Warren (BtVS Season 6)
Summary: Dr. Horrible gets a visitor and some competition.
Requested by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jerseystrife who said: “Billy with someone from the three super geek all human villains from Buffy. It needs to be done! Think of what toys they could make (and use) on each other. Yum.”
Word Count: 600
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: I know I’m really going out of order with these but I’m going where the mood strikes me so I hope that can be forgiven. Also, there aren’t a lot of toys featured here so I hope that part of her request can be forgiven too.
Dr. Horrible flinched at the sounds of buzzers, beepers, and machine guns filled his ears. None of it was real, of course. It was a simulation he had developed in an effort to keep corporate tools like Captain Hammer out of his lair. And if it worked right, whoever this fucker was would turn tail and run any second now.
But apparently, it just couldn’t be that easy. The dark-haired man in black jeans and a turtleneck sweater had just walked through it all anyways.
“Are you Dr. Horrible?”
“Who’s asking?” Dr. Horrible hissed, annoyed by the intrusion. This better not be some wrench that Hammer was trying to throw into his plans.
“There was this guy who said I should find this guy and I’m guessing you’re that guy. They call me Warren.” The boy extended his hand and Dr. Horrible looked at it with distaste. Warren took the hint and withdrew his hand. “You have something I need.”
“Excuse me? I’m pretty sure we have nothing in common. I’m a super villain and you’re just some kid named Warren.”
A devilish grin broke across Warren’s face. “On the contrary. I’m head of a team of super villains bent on world destruction and domination. You’d do well to show me some respect.”
Horrible chuckled. “So you’re the visage Bad Horse takes when he transforms into a human?”
Warren blinked. Who the hell was Bad Horse? “Maybe I am. What would that make you do?”
Horrible averted his eyes. “Anything. Anything you asked.”
Warren felt his dick harden inside his jeans. There was nothing quite like a submissive, willing to do anything and everything to please his Master. It certainly got Andrew fucked enough times. “How ‘bout you suck me, Horrible? And then give me what I want.”
Horrible’s breath hitched but he dropped to his knees in front of this stranger. His fingers manipulated the zipper and in moments, the man’s prick was in his hands. It was thick with veins, and throbbed under his touch. His tongue darted past his lips and swirled around the tip, swallowing it into his mouth. His need to impress this man who claimed to be the human representation of Bad Horse was strange but raw and intense. It dominated his thoughts as he sucked and slurped.
Warren felt his muscles clench, burning with lust and pleasure and bliss. Fuck, this guy knew what he was doing. It wouldn’t take be long before he came, came in silky, spurts all over this slutty jerk’s face. God, that’d be so hot. Really make his trip worth his while.
But while his thoughts consumed him, his cock had other things in mind, and soon, Horrible was milking him of every drop, taking every bit down his throat with a sweet moan.
Warren cleared his throat and tucked his softening dick back into jeans. “Now, Dr. Horrible, if you wouldn’t mind, I need some Wonderflonuim for the Freeze Ray I’m designing. I’ve got a plan that will get me into the ELE with no contest.”
Dr. Horrible’s jaw dropped and his face tightened. The little twit lied to him. He felt so used, so dirty, so wrong. “How ‘bout you get the fuck out of here! And find your own damn Wonderflonium.”
As the little geek fled his lair, Dr. Horrible wiped his lips on the back of his hand. He was just going to have to redouble his efforts. Edge the little pussy out of the running. This was his game and as far as he was concerned, the rules would have to be broken.
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and co. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: NC-17/FRAO; slash, blowjobs, powerplay, dark, themes of Dominance and submission
Pairing: Dr Horrible/Warren (BtVS Season 6)
Summary: Dr. Horrible gets a visitor and some competition.
Requested by
jerseystrife who said: “Billy with someone from the three super geek all human villains from Buffy. It needs to be done! Think of what toys they could make (and use) on each other. Yum.” Word Count: 600
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: I know I’m really going out of order with these but I’m going where the mood strikes me so I hope that can be forgiven. Also, there aren’t a lot of toys featured here so I hope that part of her request can be forgiven too.
Dr. Horrible flinched at the sounds of buzzers, beepers, and machine guns filled his ears. None of it was real, of course. It was a simulation he had developed in an effort to keep corporate tools like Captain Hammer out of his lair. And if it worked right, whoever this fucker was would turn tail and run any second now.
But apparently, it just couldn’t be that easy. The dark-haired man in black jeans and a turtleneck sweater had just walked through it all anyways.
“Are you Dr. Horrible?”
“Who’s asking?” Dr. Horrible hissed, annoyed by the intrusion. This better not be some wrench that Hammer was trying to throw into his plans.
“There was this guy who said I should find this guy and I’m guessing you’re that guy. They call me Warren.” The boy extended his hand and Dr. Horrible looked at it with distaste. Warren took the hint and withdrew his hand. “You have something I need.”
“Excuse me? I’m pretty sure we have nothing in common. I’m a super villain and you’re just some kid named Warren.”
A devilish grin broke across Warren’s face. “On the contrary. I’m head of a team of super villains bent on world destruction and domination. You’d do well to show me some respect.”
Horrible chuckled. “So you’re the visage Bad Horse takes when he transforms into a human?”
Warren blinked. Who the hell was Bad Horse? “Maybe I am. What would that make you do?”
Horrible averted his eyes. “Anything. Anything you asked.”
Warren felt his dick harden inside his jeans. There was nothing quite like a submissive, willing to do anything and everything to please his Master. It certainly got Andrew fucked enough times. “How ‘bout you suck me, Horrible? And then give me what I want.”
Horrible’s breath hitched but he dropped to his knees in front of this stranger. His fingers manipulated the zipper and in moments, the man’s prick was in his hands. It was thick with veins, and throbbed under his touch. His tongue darted past his lips and swirled around the tip, swallowing it into his mouth. His need to impress this man who claimed to be the human representation of Bad Horse was strange but raw and intense. It dominated his thoughts as he sucked and slurped.
Warren felt his muscles clench, burning with lust and pleasure and bliss. Fuck, this guy knew what he was doing. It wouldn’t take be long before he came, came in silky, spurts all over this slutty jerk’s face. God, that’d be so hot. Really make his trip worth his while.
But while his thoughts consumed him, his cock had other things in mind, and soon, Horrible was milking him of every drop, taking every bit down his throat with a sweet moan.
Warren cleared his throat and tucked his softening dick back into jeans. “Now, Dr. Horrible, if you wouldn’t mind, I need some Wonderflonuim for the Freeze Ray I’m designing. I’ve got a plan that will get me into the ELE with no contest.”
Dr. Horrible’s jaw dropped and his face tightened. The little twit lied to him. He felt so used, so dirty, so wrong. “How ‘bout you get the fuck out of here! And find your own damn Wonderflonium.”
As the little geek fled his lair, Dr. Horrible wiped his lips on the back of his hand. He was just going to have to redouble his efforts. Edge the little pussy out of the running. This was his game and as far as he was concerned, the rules would have to be broken.