Oops I Did It Again *OTA*
Between the extra work outs, the drive to do better, and the sudden lack of a social life was starting to take it's toll. It had to be pent up testosterone or something because the Carolina boy was feisty and on edge. Little things were being blown up or turned into a competition.
It was coming out in other ways too. Wet dreams in which he hadn't had since early pubescence. And fantasies so vivid there were times he wasn't sure if it really happened until he can gauge the reaction of the person he was having them about. Especially when it came to Emma Frost.
Perhaps it was the fact that she was a smoking hot female in a place of power above him, or maybe it was just because he interacted with her more regularly than many of the teammates. Either way, she was star in many of his daytime fantasies. Not the only star. He fantasized about most of the women on his base and if they knew the props, costumes, or situation he put them in, they would collectively beat him to a bloody stump. It was a recipe for disaster... or hilarity.
It was coming out in other ways too. Wet dreams in which he hadn't had since early pubescence. And fantasies so vivid there were times he wasn't sure if it really happened until he can gauge the reaction of the person he was having them about. Especially when it came to Emma Frost.
Perhaps it was the fact that she was a smoking hot female in a place of power above him, or maybe it was just because he interacted with her more regularly than many of the teammates. Either way, she was star in many of his daytime fantasies. Not the only star. He fantasized about most of the women on his base and if they knew the props, costumes, or situation he put them in, they would collectively beat him to a bloody stump. It was a recipe for disaster... or hilarity.