Make Me Feel
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Chapter 13
After Otto had made his vow he had cleaned up Zachary's dishes and helped the child into the living room. Once the young man was secure on the couch he made a quick trip to his lab and retrieved some painkillers to help with the boy's 'discomfort'.
He then joined his boy on the couch and flipped through the various television channels until Zachary requested a particular program that had passed across the screen.
As Zachary watched his show (it was called 'The Simpsons', a cartoon with rude and violent humor.) Otto watched him. Even with facial bruises and tired pain filled eyes he was still an attractive sight. Otto watched as a small-amused smile quirked onto the boy's lips and laughed outright every time a character said or did something that involved a crude joke or exaggerated injury.
After about a quarter way into the program he decided to once again attempt contact with the youth. (Zachary was curled up on the far right side of the couch near the t.v.; Otto was on the left.)
He slowly began pushing himself closer to the youth and kept a close watch on the boy's reaction. Zachary tensed a bit but then relaxed while keeping his eyes fixated on the television screen. Otto took this as a sign to proceed onward and came up right against the teenager's side. Zachary seemed to bring his knees into his chest a bit tighter and his bare toes curled but he did not make any attempt to flee.
Otto wrapped his arm around the boy's shoulders and pulled him closer so that he was leaning up against the side of his chest. The 'assistants' raised above both of their heads and watched curiously. They didn't entirely understand what their father was doing. In their minds they believed he must have been proving that he was dominant over 'the boy'.
Zachary was still not making any attempt to flee but he had grown very tense and he was breathing in short rushed huffs through his nose.
But Otto still went forward.
He wrapped his other arm around the boy's abdomen and held it there firmly but gently. He used his thumb to gently massage the young man's flat belly through the black cloth of his shirt. He leaned forward and rested his chin on the area where Zachary's shoulder met his neck and put a little more strength into his embrace.
Under the palms of his hands he could feel the race of his boy's heartbeat and could both hear and feel his irregular breathing. He could feel how tense the young man's muscles were and it was almost as if the child was forcing himself to not jump up and retreat.
Otto took this as a sign to proceed even further.
He gently pulled the boy's lean but muscular body up into his lap while bringing him even closer still.
Zachary began to tremble.
It was then that Otto noticed the pure fear that seemed to reek from the body he held so close. He felt almost hurt that the boy would fear his body.
Did the child actually believe that he would hurt him? Did he think he wanted to force him into intimacy? To bend and break him just to fulfill his lust?
He just wanted the boy to be comfortable with his contact. He had quickly grown very fond of him and wanted to be able to express his affection.
The assistants picked up on their father's emotions and wished desperately to help. One of the tentacles lowered down to the object of their father's affection and gently nuzzled the area under Zachary's chin the way a pet would.
Zachary was clearly surprised and actually pushed backwards against the older man. The tentacle in question wasn't phased whatsoever and just continued to show affection for the boy. The others soon followed their 'brother's' example and two gently wrapped around the boy's body in some kind of an odd hug as the fourth wrapped around the young man's leg giving it small light squeezes.
They knew that their father cared for this boy, and even though they didn't understand they would care for anything that their father did.
Zachary was in shock and was completely unaware of what he should do.
He cared more about Doctor Octavius than should be legally allowed but he was terrified of the thought he might be gay. His friends had used to make gay jokes and would bash on them and he would just nod his head but keep his mouth shut. He truly had never had a problem with gay people. To him it was just kind of 'whatever floats your boat' kind of thing.
He was scared that if he were to close with the older man than he would have to admit that he was in fact gay. He had heard how people talked about gay people; about how they would be struck down by God and sent to hell because God hadn't made human's to be that way.
He had never believed any of that garbage. In his mind he had always thought that if God hadn't meant for there to be gay people, why did he make them in the first place?
It was just the thought that he himself being gay scared him. What would people think of him? What would Doctor Octavius think of him?
But, it looks like the latter question was being answered for him at that very moment.
Zachary took a deep shuddering breath and set his mind.
'All right already! I, Zachary Allen Wayne, am gay.'
That's it he refused to put it off any longer. He turned his head and looked into the eyes of the man who had been taking care of him and had accepted what he was.
Otto stared right back into the boy's frosty eyes and watched in almost slow motion as the teenager leaned towards him.
And pressed his youthful lips onto his own.
End of Chapter
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