Evil For Attention

Warnings: sexual implications and accidental one-sided RemRom (you'll see)

Remus was getting ready to start his latest scheme: setting free all the animals from the zoo and cause them to go crazy all over the town like a recreation of "Jumanji". Normally, he would have no real reason behind his antics, but his recent mishaps had the same motive: to get a sense of dominance from the sexy superhero: Manifesting Monarch.

The first time he saw the superhero in action, he did a double take to make sure he wasn't imagining things. When he checked on Twitter later and saw the videos of the masked man with a silver suit, blue eyes he could swim in, golden skin, tight ass, and glamorous boots, he knew he wanted that man on top of him. He wasn't too optimistic and knew that it wouldn't be easy to retrieve such a man. As a result, he had committed his usual antics at town wide scale in order to get close to the Manifesting Monarch. Usually, the gorgeous hero would send him to jail, but Remus had enough experience to get himself out after a few months for "good behavior" and, eventually, spend time between his release and his attack to plan his actual attack. His brother, Roman, visited the jail whenever he could when he's not teaching piano and Remus felt good that his brother cared enough to visit, but it never compared to the feeling within from being tied up so tightly by the Manifesting Monarch.

On the evening he released all the animals from the zoo, it took a while before he saw a collection of bricks come out of the nearby wall and turn into the familiar man he was anticipating.

"You again?" the Manifesting Monarch proclaimed to him.

"Fancy seeing you here, you muscular monarch," Remus retorted with such sass coating his tone.

"I think the officers are getting tired of you by now."

"Well, it's their problem, not mine."

"You seem to know the drill," the Monarch groaned before sticking Remus to the wall with honey, super glue, and molasses.

The Manifesting Monarch made a pipe appear from his sleeve and played a few songs from "Lion King" and "Tarzan" to calm all the animals and coax them back to their exhibits. He, soon, made the pipe disappear and reconstructed the damaged zoo and brought some police officers to Remus's location. As predicted, they were just as annoyed upon seeing Remus as the Monarch was. When the Manifesting Monarch left and Remus was being taken to jail, the felon already had an idea.

During Roman's visit, he chuckled while they looked at each other through the glass while holding their phones.

"Can't stay out of trouble, can you?"

"You've expected this since we were kids, brother."

"Not that I'm going to get an answer that makes sense, but can I ask why you're getting yourself arrested? Dark Web streams finally got you caught?"

"Very funny. But I actually have a reason this time and his name is Manifesting Monarch."

Roman was surprised, but he couldn't explain all the reasons for his reaction.

"Someone like you has a crush?"

"Not much of a crush, but more of him being the subject of my wet dreams ever since I laid eyes on him."

"Do you really think someone like him would get into bed with a deviant like yourself?"

"Hey, I'm taking what I can get here! It's enough that I get to see him before he sends me here."

"So, how are you going to get his attention this time?"

"You know, play the damsel until I start to make a wet dream come true."

"Well, you know, dreams can be very different from real life."

"I know, but it doesn't hurt to try."

After some catching up, Roman left for home. It took Remus longer than it used to for him to leave jail, but he eventually left the cells with a plan in mind.

At the sound of a distressed cry for help, the Manifesting Monarch followed the sound via a motorcycle until he found himself in front of an abandoned factory. He carefully made his way inside the factory and looked around until he saw Remus in a green skin suit that showed of his thighs and pecs as well as his bulge.

"I'm glad you came to my rescue," Remus declared.

"What exactly do you need help with since you're the damsel instead of the villain this time?" the Monarch asked.

"Well, I just have this extremely painful passion in my groin that only a big strong hero like you can satisfy. Do you think you can accomplish such a task?" Remus asked while slowly approaching the hero and stroking his index finger up and down the latter's chest.

The Manifesting Monarch didn't give a facial reaction, but backed away slowly.

"You know, Remus, is it? You're extremely clever and determined, but you're unpredictable, you're insane, you're deviant, and you're also..." the Manifesting Monarch snapped his fingers and, bit by bit, his figure transformed into the form of Roman, "my brother."

Remus looked like he was paralyzed and his expression looked unidentifiable. After a while, he expressed anger.

"Roman? What are you doing here?"

"I told you dreams and reality are different."

"How long has this been going on?"

"Umm, a few years and a few months. The few months were just to test my powers."

Roman and Remus looked away uncertain of what else to say. The silence felt suffocating, so Roman said the first thing that popped into his mind.

"You know, those schemes of yours really are clever," Roman admitted.

"You definitely kick ass at kicking ass," Remus responded.

Roman turned back into the Manifesting Monarch and recreated his motorcycle.

"If anyone asks, this never happened," he claimed.

"Agreed," Remus remarked as he saw his brother ride away.

No one had to worry about Remus causing town wide trouble anymore since he just saved the deviance for livestreams and Roman had kept him from being caught by the cops as the streams happened.