Working Class Blue

(( I’m heading off to bed all.  I need to bring Roommate to the airport at ass o’clock before a long work day.   See y’all tomorrow. ))

OOC: Some help for my English exams, please?

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asktheinfernoassassin:

Hello guys! I’m studying for my English exams, and I need some help with the vocabulary. If you would like to help me, could you reblog this post, adding the meaning of these words and phrases? Thank you in advance! :D

I’ll be happy to try and answer as many of these as I can. 

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OOC: THANK YOU! Now I only have these words left :D

• boutique hotel
• self-effacing
• overseas posting
• price index
• get off to a flying start
• get on (with someone) like a house on fire
• circulation figures
• keep in with
• make a song and dance about something
• care system
• female-featuring
• out-of-the way
• Rambert-trained
• assets and liabilities
• boom and slump
• income and expenditure
• mortgages and loans
• ridge
• spout
• (be) wheeled out

((  Some of these words and phrases I don’t even know!   Rambert-trained??  No clue.  But I do know some of these!

mortgage and loans = okay so my mortgage is my house payment every month.  I own my house, so I pay the bank every month on the loan I got to buy it.   If I lived in an apartment then it would be rent not a mortgage and I would pay a landlord, not a bank.   

spout = something that water comes out of, like a faucet (in your kitchen or bathroom) or a drainpipe alongside a building.   

out-of-the-way = usually used to mean that the place is far away from a city or town or busy area.   Like you might have an out-of-the-way cabin in the woods. Can also mean a restaurant or bar or store in an unexpected area…. like a great little french restaurant in the middle of an area of town that is mostly warehouses.   

boutique hotel = The kind of place Harrison would stay XD   VERY expensive, all luxury, maybe decorated in unique or historical style.   If you were to come visit me in Chicagoland and stay in a boutique hotel in Chicago, you would stay at a place like this ))

Metro Man, Dragon of Metro City

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[As the water hits the blue cube that is Wayne, it rapidly expands into a still cringing dragon. He stays that way for a moment, before cracking an eye open, not realizing until that point that it’s already over. Opening his eyes all the way, he looks all around and down at himself as everything settles into place. He’s not a cube, he’s not still out on that grass field, he’s home, and as well as he can be with a bullet wound in his shoulder. Finally looking at Harrison, he gives his mate a sheepish smile.]

Harrison smiles back at the sheepish dragon on his patio.  ”I told you it wouldn’t hurt at all.   Now, can I look at your shoulder love?” he said gently.

He took a step forward and reaching out to touch Wayne’s scaly cheek so his mate could feel the reassurance through their link.   Set out on a small patio table are several medical instruments and a few tubes of Mykaal’s healing gel.   

[Yeah, being cubed hadn’t hurt, but he knows this part is going to. Wayne knows Harrison is going to be as gentle as possible, but that doesn’t mean it’s going to hurt any less. Ear crests flat to his head, Wayne lays down so that the small man can reach more easily and draws his wing back out of the way. He’s not looking forward to this at all, he’s just hoping there isn’t a bullet still in there to be dug out. And no doubt that that’s what at least part of those tools are there for, just in case.]

He lets Wayne get settled as he picks up a portable scanner.  A few calls had been placed to Dr. Whitewall and after conferring with the good doctor, she’d agreed to loan him one of her prized piece of equipment.  While normally he would be willing to let Val do her thing - that was why he hired her in fact - but given that Wayne was not exactly himself, the blue man would rather handle this himself.   

His first step was to boot up the small machine and take a quick scan of Wayne’s shoulder.    ”Damn,” he muttered as he read the results.   “It’s still in there baby.   About three inches below the skin.”

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Harrison leans back sensually against Wayne’s chest.   “I wasn’t making fun.  I was telling you how good you would look all dressed up for me,” he purred with a bit of a pout of his own.  ”You didn’t want me to tell you nice things.”

So what was that about me pouting? That wasn’t a nice thing. [In spite of his irritated sounding words, Wayne leans down to press a kiss to Harrison’s head. He’s not really upset, but he’s not about to let his fiance off the hook yet.]

“But you were pouting.   I was all ready to ease your pout but you didn’t want me to,” Harrison replied, still playing up his petulance to see if he can gather more affection from his mate.   

I never pout. [Turning up his nose, the movement has the secondary purpose of hiding his smirk.]

“Tsk, tsk,” Harrison clucks with his tongue, tipping his head back and looking up at his much taller mate.  ”Naughty boy.  We both know that’s not true.”

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[The noises fall unregulated from his lips as Harrison pushes him harder, taking his rear in the most tender way. Unable to help himself, Wayne drops down to one elbow so that he both exposes himself that much more to his lover and so he can reach down to stroke himself, his hand unintentionally brushing against the small blue hand on his balls. At this point, he doesn’t care whether he gets off this way or if Harrison switches out for something a bit bigger.]

Harrison lets out a sharp happy squeal of his own when Wayne falls to his elbows and presents himself so perfectly under the blue man’s ministrations.  He’d planned to make sweet love to Wayne’s tender hole with just his mouth but he can feel that enthusiasm from his mate tinged with a desire for more.   As much as he wants Wayne to cum, he wants more for Wayne to cum with his tight hole clenched around Harrison’s hard cock.  

It is with some regret that he removes his tongue from Wayne’s rear and reaches for the lube on the floor.   He leans back to give himself a fresh coat, all the while staring hungrily at the man splayed in front of him.  

[He whines when Harrison withdraws, not wanting the pleasure to stop. Looking over his shoulder lustily, Wayne makes it clear that he wants more and he wants it now. The lube is a good indicator of where things are going, but he still wishes Harrison would hurry up.]

“I know I know, I hate to make you wait too, love,” he coos.   In fact it isn’t long before his wet tip is pressing his way into his mate.  He lets out a low happy sound as Wayne’s compacted warmth envelops his hard, eager dick.  

A Little Less Conversation

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Harrison scoots back a little so Wayne and Lady can have a little room to move.   He loves feeling connected to his mate, but Wayne needs to be able to get the motions down without him being in the way.   That doesn’t mean he moves out of reach entirely though.   When Wayne pulls all the way back, he can feel the rub of Harrison’s blue length against his muscular ass.   

Meanwhile the blue man is smiling and squeezing his mate’s hips, trying to help guide him by lightly pulling and pushing on his hipbones, lovingly helping him to find his own pace.   

[Harrison moving away is exactly what he didn’t want. However, it does give him the leeway to focus on learning out how to pleasure Lady first. Figure that out and then he can worry about being between two perfect lovers.]

[With the pair of them guiding him, Wayne easily gets the whole concept, what he’s not quite getting is where her spot is. In and out is fine and all, but he’d prefer to find the right angle to make things feel really good for Lady. You rarely want to hammer a pleasure spot continually, but once you know where it is, you can mix things up properly.]

Realizing what Wayne was trying to do, Lady tilted her hips up under him, tightening her inner walls the way she had done for Harrison. As her muscles squeezed his length, her g-spot stood out more - when his stroke hit it just right, she gave a short, breathy cry of pleasure. 

“Fuck, right there!” She rocked her hips, urging him to go faster. “That’s perfect, Wayne. Please, keep going …”

Harrison took his own length in his hand and began deliberately stroking the plump head against Wayne’s butt cheeks and hole with every moment of his mate’s hips.   He could feel his partner fumbling a bit and he hoped that the familiar feeling of Harrison’s desire teasing his tight pucker would help increase his confidence.   

Then he hears Lady make that cry and he can’t help but join her with a low happy sound of his own.  ”Yes baby,” he says in a low purr, wishing he could slip right inside his mate at this moment.  ”That’s my baby.   Fuck, just like that.”

Little Ones

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“And I can always loan you some of my security team as well,” Harrison added.   He paused long enough to set the kitten on his skinny blue shoulder, biting his lip before he asked.  

“Has she given any more thought to going public?  I don’t mean to nag, but if there is a child involved I don’t know how long you’re going to be able to keep a half-blue baby a secret,” he said as tactfully as he could.  Meanwhile the kitten pranced across his shoulder, causing him to bow his head a bit before it hopped off him and onto the back of the sofa.  

Six nodded in grim understanding. He’d never voiced it out loud, but in the back of his mind, he’d always known that was a risk for any child of his - that they would be hunted and exploited the way he had been. And being Alice’s child too would only double the threat. 

“I know. And I do think she’d be willing to go public. She wasn’t ready the first time you asked her,” he explained to Harrison. “It was still too fresh, too painful. She just wanted to forget everything that had happened. But she’s stronger now. You’ll need to talk to her about it yourself, but if she’s ready to come forward, I’m all for it.” He chewed his lip for a moment. “Being in the public eye might help keep her safe, too. They won’t be able to make her just disappear again.” 

Wayne’s comment about toys, though, made him smile. Turning to the hero, he asked, “So, have you decided?” 

If I’ve heard the rumors correctly, that’s what that female version of me did to save her hide. She became a hero to protect herself from being taken by scientists in her world again. [Admittedly, she’s not so well adjusted as Six when it comes to all that, but she is a decent example of the public keeping you safe.]

[The kitten that had lounging in his lap, hops up to chase it’s sibling across the back of couch and Wayne just watches them go, a slight smile on his face. As much of a pain as a young cat might be, there is not denying that they are adorable.] Well, kind of, yes. But I want Harrison’s opinion since I’d be happy with either of them. He’s the one that’s got to be convinced.

“Of course, of course,” Harrison agreed with Six.   “It’s a decision the two of you will need to come to together, especially now that there is a child involved.”  His voice showed that he was absolutely serious.  

Harrison watched both of the kittens scampering around the room.   He couldn’t imagine having one of these little creatures scampering around his home, but he couldn’t deny that it was amusing.   “I’ll confess that I don’t mind that black one even though the little scamp did ruin my tie,” he finally said, looking to Wayne and hoping that was the right answer.  

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[Wayne sighs and lowers his head, so that he can open his mouth and let Harrison slip out. As amusing as that image is, his mate has a point. That’s not really going to be good PR for either of them. Once empty mouthed, he sits down and gives Harrison a clear ‘now what?’ look.]

“Thank you,” Harrison replies testily as he dusts himself off, checking briefly for holes in his clothing.   “Now…..” he trailed off in thought for a moment before his eyes lit up.  

“I’ve got it.   I’ll cube you!  You’ll be much easier to carry in my pocket,” he says with a smile as he takes out his degun and points it at his mate.

[His first thought is to laugh. How many times has Megamind pointed a gun uselessly at him? How many times has Megamind tried to cube him? It’s absurd to think that Harrison would try that same lame trick… and then he realizes that the rules are different since he’s a dragon without any of his powers at all. For the second time today, he’s staring down the wrong end of a gun and he’s not so sure this is an improvement. Taking a step back, he’s not sure at all. The real question is does he trust his mate. The answer’s yes, but he still doesn’t like the thought of being a helpless blue box.]

Harrison frowns slightly as Wayne backs up.  ”Don’t worry baby,” he says soothingly   ”It won’t hurt at all.”  He pulled the trigger and soon the giant dragon was nothing more than a little blue cube.   He picked it up off the ground and studied it for a moment.   He never grew tired of marveling at his own brilliance.   Something so large reduced down to something that neatly fit in his pocket.   Then he took out his phone to make a few more calls as he walked toward the dusty schoolhouse.

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It was some hours later, after all the preparations were in place, when he placed the small cube on the polished concrete of the terrace.   He looked to the tub, which was filled with cool, clean water for his partner.   He dipped his blue fingers into it then flicked a few drops at the glowing blue cube.  

[As the water hits the blue cube that is Wayne, it rapidly expands into a still cringing dragon. He stays that way for a moment, before cracking an eye open, not realizing until that point that it’s already over. Opening his eyes all the way, he looks all around and down at himself as everything settles into place. He’s not a cube, he’s not still out on that grass field, he’s home, and as well as he can be with a bullet wound in his shoulder. Finally looking at Harrison, he gives his mate a sheepish smile.]

Harrison smiles back at the sheepish dragon on his patio.  ”I told you it wouldn’t hurt at all.   Now, can I look at your shoulder love?” he said gently.

He took a step forward and reaching out to touch Wayne’s scaly cheek so his mate could feel the reassurance through their link.   Set out on a small patio table are several medical instruments and a few tubes of Mykaal’s healing gel.   

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ah yes that large muscular man is very attractive but how would he look in lacy lingerie

[Leaning forward, Wayne snags Harrison around the waist and pulls him back to him, hugging his partner to him.] Since when is making fun of me being nice?

Harrison leans back sensually against Wayne’s chest.   “I wasn’t making fun.  I was telling you how good you would look all dressed up for me,” he purred with a bit of a pout of his own.  ”You didn’t want me to tell you nice things.”

So what was that about me pouting? That wasn’t a nice thing. [In spite of his irritated sounding words, Wayne leans down to press a kiss to Harrison’s head. He’s not really upset, but he’s not about to let his fiance off the hook yet.]

“But you were pouting.   I was all ready to ease your pout but you didn’t want me to,” Harrison replied, still playing up his petulance to see if he can gather more affection from his mate.   

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Wayne leans back just as Harrison was flitting his tongue into his hole, and so the thick pink muscle slips right into his mate’s rear.   The blue man had wanted to tease him a little more, but now that they’ve begun, he can’t help but be happy about the development.   He tongue fucks his mate enthusiastically, reaching to fill Wayne up the best he can as his blue hand continues to caress his mate.   

[Groaning loudly, he gladly takes the gentle intrusion, the press and rub of a sweetly textured tongue in such a delicate area. It’s one of the best sensations in the world, it’s also one of the most unique. He doesn’t fight the sounds that result from the two different touches, despite Harrison’s smugness, he doesn’t feel any need to uphold his pride at the moment.]

And there is nothing Harrison loves more than making Wayne let go, making him break free of pride and presentation, to pleasure him until he drops all his masks until his mate is truly naked for him.   His partner’s cries are all he needs to guide him as he starts to jam his tongue in and out of his man’s hole,  He wants to pull just a few more of those delicious sounds out of his partner before moving on to anything more….

[The noises fall unregulated from his lips as Harrison pushes him harder, taking his rear in the most tender way. Unable to help himself, Wayne drops down to one elbow so that he both exposes himself that much more to his lover and so he can reach down to stroke himself, his hand unintentionally brushing against the small blue hand on his balls. At this point, he doesn’t care whether he gets off this way or if Harrison switches out for something a bit bigger.]

Harrison lets out a sharp happy squeal of his own when Wayne falls to his elbows and presents himself so perfectly under the blue man’s ministrations.  He’d planned to make sweet love to Wayne’s tender hole with just his mouth but he can feel that enthusiasm from his mate tinged with a desire for more.   As much as he wants Wayne to cum, he wants more for Wayne to cum with his tight hole clenched around Harrison’s hard cock.  

It is with some regret that he removes his tongue from Wayne’s rear and reaches for the lube on the floor.   He leans back to give himself a fresh coat, all the while staring hungrily at the man splayed in front of him.  

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[Wayne sighs and lowers his head, so that he can open his mouth and let Harrison slip out. As amusing as that image is, his mate has a point. That’s not really going to be good PR for either of them. Once empty mouthed, he sits down and gives Harrison a clear ‘now what?’ look.]

“Thank you,” Harrison replies testily as he dusts himself off, checking briefly for holes in his clothing.   “Now…..” he trailed off in thought for a moment before his eyes lit up.  

“I’ve got it.   I’ll cube you!  You’ll be much easier to carry in my pocket,” he says with a smile as he takes out his degun and points it at his mate.

[His first thought is to laugh. How many times has Megamind pointed a gun uselessly at him? How many times has Megamind tried to cube him? It’s absurd to think that Harrison would try that same lame trick… and then he realizes that the rules are different since he’s a dragon without any of his powers at all. For the second time today, he’s staring down the wrong end of a gun and he’s not so sure this is an improvement. Taking a step back, he’s not sure at all. The real question is does he trust his mate. The answer’s yes, but he still doesn’t like the thought of being a helpless blue box.]

Harrison frowns slightly as Wayne backs up.  ”Don’t worry baby,” he says soothingly   ”It won’t hurt at all.”  He pulled the trigger and soon the giant dragon was nothing more than a little blue cube.   He picked it up off the ground and studied it for a moment.   He never grew tired of marveling at his own brilliance.   Something so large reduced down to something that neatly fit in his pocket.   Then he took out his phone to make a few more calls as he walked toward the dusty schoolhouse.

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It was some hours later, after all the preparations were in place, when he placed the small cube on the polished concrete of the terrace.   He looked to the tub, which was filled with cool, clean water for his partner.   He dipped his blue fingers into it then flicked a few drops at the glowing blue cube.