This is sequel for my story The apology
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"Oh sweetie, you're all right!" Roxanne cried out leaping from the couch and running to him, wrapping her arms around him, pressing her head against his chest.
Megamind winced from pain and wrapped his arms gently around her waist.
"What happened? Where are these injuries from?" she asked sounding worried, placing her palm against his cheek. His face were full of bruises and sores even his bottom lip had split and his left eye almost swollen shut.
"Some men kidnapped and abused me." he sighed quietly his voice dry and tired.
"What? No, no.." She whined embracing him tightly. "Are you OK? I was so worried about you." she confessed her eyes filling with tears. "Who did this to you?" Roxanne demanded.
"Roxanne, please.." he grimaced loosening her grip around him. "You're hurting me.. I mean I have some broken ribs."
"Oh, I'm sorry" she said releasing him from her hug, looking at him with sorrow in her eyes. She had never seen him so badly battered before. Though Wayne was strong he had never beat him up like this. Roxanne felt her heart was aching.
"Sir!" Minion cried enthusiastically seeing Megamind but when he saw how he was looking his joyfulness faded. "What happened? Are you all right?" He asked seriously examining his injuries more closely. "We were so worried about you."
Megamind was standing in the middle of them, listening their similar questions about what happened and who did this? How was he feeling? Was he sure he was all right? He felt how his head was aching and his sore body was yearning for rest. He was so tired and he really didn't have strength to talk about this right now.
Slowly he started to take steps towards his bedroom, passing them quietly.
"Megamind?" Roxanne asked questioningly hint of worry still in her voice.
Megamind stopped and glanced over his shoulder at them. "I'm so tired.. Can we talk about this later?" he sighed wearily, turning his head and continuing his way to the bedroom.
"But Sir, your injuries.." Minion cried after him sounding concerned. Those injuries really should disinfect and bandage before they would become inflamed.
"Metro Man already took care of them." he answered not stopping or turning his gaze this time.
"He did?" asked both Roxanne and Minion in unison sounding puzzled.
Megamind didn't hear their next questions because he was already standing at the door of his bedroom and stepped inside, closing the door behind him, leaning against it a while and letting out a deep sigh.
He took off his cape and shoulder pad, leaving them drop on the floor. He sat down on the edge of his bed, pulling off his boots and stripping his gloves.
He was so tired he didn't care to change into pajamas so he burrowed under his blanket sighing again.
The whole day had been so awkward. The kidnapping, abuse, Metro Man saving him and taking care of him. The whole scale of feelings he had sensed today: fear, pain, anxiety, misery, disgust and relief. He had been sure he would die today, he had never experienced such a pain, he had never feared so much.
He was sure Metro Man would violate him, humiliate him such a low way like he did in his dreams but instead he had been very gentle. Megamind know Metro Man had sometimes problems to regulate his strength but today his touches were as light as feather, he was wiping his face with such care no one had ever before. His touches had been firm but soft at the same time.
Megamind closed his eyes recalling how he had bandaged his ribs, telling everything would work out and when he was sure he would pass out because of the pain Metro Man placed his hand to stroke his head, pushing his forehead against his, telling again how everything would work out and then he pressed his soft lips against his, kissing him tenderly.
Megamind remembered how he had surprised when he felt his kiss but it wasn't like the first time when he kissed him hard and inappropriately, not letting him go though he demanded. No, this time was totally different. He was holding him gently, kissing him softly not darting his tongue into his mouth harshly. Megamind was amazed how good it felt to feel his lips against his blue ones and then hesitantly he kissed back finding out how much he liked to kiss him, maybe little too much.
Why had it felt so good? He couldn't understand. He had Roxanne, the girl of his dreams, the girl he had tried to impress all these years and now she was his. They were dating, it was all he ever wanted, his secret dream come true and there he was now, thinking about Metro Man, the kiss they shared, how good it had felt. What was wrong with him?
His pondering was interrupted when someone knocked his door.
"Megamind, can I come in?" Roxanne asked opening the door carefully.
He didn't say anything, instead he felt how she sat down on the edge of the bed and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Are you sure you're all right honey?" She asked quietly, sounding still worried and stroked his shoulder gently.
"Yeah. I just.. All I need right now is some rest." he sighed, keeping his eyes closed.
"Ok. Do you want I stay overnight?" she tried to smile for him.
"Thanks Roxanne but I guess I want to be alone." he confessed letting out a deep sigh.
"Okay. Sleep tight sweetie." she said trying to hide the disappointment and worry in her voice, standing up and walking towards the door, glancing at him one last time before closing the door after her.
Megamind turned onto his back staring at the ceiling. What was wrong with him? Why was he feeling like this? He didn't like Metro Man, he had never liked him so why was he feeling like this towards him? He had Roxanne. He couldn't understand.
He tried to think with common sense. Maybe it was his exhaustion or the pain. Maybe he couldn't think clearly and that's why he was feeling like this towards him right now. Yeah, that was a logical answer and he was sure the feeling was temporary. He let out a relieved sigh. He was sure it was a temporary feeling.
He felt how he started to drift off to sleep trying to think everything else except that one certain kiss. He was sure the feeling had gone till the morning.
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It had gone couple days from the terrible abuse and Megamind's sores were healing pretty well. It was one good quality for being an alien, he was able to heal fast.
But despite the healing and lack of the pain he couldn't forget the kiss he shared with Metro Man. It was the first think he was thinking about in the morning when he woke up and the last one in the evening before he fell asleep. What was wrong with him?
He had tried to spend time with Roxanne as much as possible. They had talked about what had happened, they had kissed and cuddled, they had laughed and spent nights together but it didn't help.
Only thing he hadn't revealed for her was the kiss or actually kisses. He find the first one too shameful and awkward so he didn't want to talk about it and the other.. He find their other kiss too private to tell about it for her. Except he didn't want to make her worry or feel jealous because it didn't mean anything. Or did it? His mind was asking from him every time he doubted the meaning of the kiss.
It continued like this for a while. He and Roxanne keep on dating and spending time together. Megamind was sure it would help. He was sure spending more time with Roxanne would finally make him forget that stupid kiss.
But then started the dreams.
He was rolling in his sheets, moaning softly. He dreamed he was back at Metro Man, lying on his bed, he above him, kissing him softly, sucking his neck, touching his body, teasing him, making him want more.
But just when Metro Man was stripping off his boxers in the dream, stopping the teasing, ready to make him feel good, he woke up letting out a frustrated moan, feeling how his member was aching in his pajama bottoms.
Why am I dreaming about him? He thought at the same time he lowered the waistband of his pants releasing his hard cock from its trap.
He grabbed it in his hand starting to stroke hard and groaning. Thank god Roxanne wasn't staying the night with him tonight.
He imagined how the dream would have come to an end. Was he purposing to stroke him like he was touching himself right now? Was he going to suck and lick him, make him moan loudly by pleasure? Oh, the thought made him get harder.
He was stroking his dick harder and faster, groaning loudly, feeling how the familiar heat started to spread pleasantly from his lower abdomen. He stroked even faster and then he came hard, moaning, feeling how his seeds gushed from his tip, making his hand and pajamas sticky.
He let out a pleasant sigh, relishing the relaxed and exhausted feeling the orgasm always made him feel. His eyes were half lidded and he had a dreamy smile on his face.
After enjoying enough his afterglow he grabbed a tissue from his nightstand, wiping away the sticky goo from his hand and around his flaccid shaft.
He pulled his pants back up and closed his eyes.
Things couldn't continue like this. He should meet Metro Man and talk with him. Maybe talking with him could make him forget the kiss and end these dreams. That was his last choice and he was ready to try it.
With these thoughts he drifted off to sleep again.