Make Me Feel
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Chapter 18
Zachary sat on his bed in his room in complete darkness. He was confused, happy, sad, and filled with many other emotions that he couldn't name.
He knew he had probably made Doctor Octavius feel as though he had done something wrong by making his hasty get away, but he wasn't ready to face the older man yet. He felt ashamed that he had enjoyed the feeling of the other man on top of him and he was embarrassed by his body's reaction. He wasn't ready to look the other man in the face yet.
He couldn't ever remember feeling the way he had with Octavius before in his life. It was such a strange feeling. It was like mixing excitement, confusion, joy, arousal and love all together into one emotion that was too much to even have a name.
He had felt some of those emotions together before, but not all of them. He was no stranger to 'making love'. Coming from the background he did and having his good looks made girls throw themselves at him and he had taken full advantage of that on a few occasions. But none of those girls had made him feel like this.
Before he had been the one dominating the partner. They had given in fully and he had found it enjoyable but not exactly thrilling.
But with Doctor Octavius, he could tell he was destined to be the one giving in. It scared him but it was thrilling at the exact same time. He remembered the feel of the obvious power the older man held over him and it sent a shiver down his spine.
He loved the feeling.
He could already tell that he would be the 'woman' of the relationship. The thought itself seemed more degrading than anything but he for some horribly odd reason he actually looked forward to it.
But he wasn't quite ready for it yet.
He sighed and leaned back into lying position on his back and folded hid arms behind his head. As always there was no feeling in the left but he was actually growing accustomed to the strange feeling; or lack of feeling.
He remembered noticing the gold wedding band on the doctor's ring finger and he wondered what the man's late wife had been like. From what little he had heard he knew she must have been beautiful. Most likely had been one of those really loving and sweet wives that you could the love in their eyes too.
Zachary tried to imagine what she had looked like. But he didn't know where to start. He didn't know if she had had blonde or brown hair. Maybe she had been a red head or had had raven colored hair. He tried harder. Normally if he thought of real warm loving eyes he pictured them as brown and melted chocolate colored. Brown eyes for some reason you could see warmth in a lot better than blue or green. Octavius seemed like the kind of man who would have gone for a woman with the simple but radiant beauty that you didn't notice next to the typical New York beauty. That probably would have meant she had had either been a dark blonde or a brunette. The brunette seemed to go best with the warm loving brown eyes. He tried to imagine her face, he pictured a warm smile to match the eyes and add to natural beauty.
After he finally reached what he pictured as Octavius's wife the feeling of guilt set in. Now that he had a face to picture he felt like he was looking into the eyes of a woman whose husband he had stole. He felt like he had turned the good doctor into an adulterer. He knew that that was ridiculous, and that the man was actually a widower but still, he pictured those warm brown eyes and he felt like he had stolen something precious from an innocent person.
It turned off any earlier hormone influenced feelings in an instant.
He made an attempt to push the loving figment of his imagination out and like whenever you try to get something out of your head, it became even more clear and prominent.
Groaning in irritation he tried to think of something that would get the poor woman off of his mind.
'Lets' see, football, hitting Brittany Spears with a baseball bat (A/N: Sorry that's something frequently in my mind.) Reno 911, Alice Cooper, candy, Wyatt and Don being morons, Emily being annoying, Doctor Octavius kissing me…'
The last one surprisingly enough shoved everything from his mind and he felt a newly familiar flutter curl up in his belly.
All thoughts of what he imagined as Rosie Octavius disappeared for the time being and he began falling into an enjoyable day dream/ memory of what had happened barely two hours prior.
Slowly he felt his eyes grow heavier and his mind began shutting down, Zachary fell asleep to the memory of Doctor Octavius's lips pressed over his own.
End of Chapter
Sorry, I know it's a bit short. I had to write this real late because I wasn't home all day. I went with my big sister to see Spider-Man 2 for the second time and to get lunch. I was completely starry eyed every time our boi was on screen!! My sister was laughing at me the whole time.
Stray-