#bobbyxnoah

Bobby climbed into his older brother’s lap, “Everybody’s gone to the movies, I hope nobody tries to take advantage of me.” He rested his head on Noah’s shoulder.

     Bobby had chased down three squads of rebels today, and felt like treating himself. He had a gorgeous young man strapped to the operating table in his dungeon and lightly drugged. He wanted the boy weak but awake for his transformation. Apocalypse himself often liked to sample Bobby’s creations after he’d finished with them. “Hello young man, what did you do wrong to end up here I wonder?” He ran his hand down the boy’s chest, knowing that the bound brat couldn’t do anything to stop him.