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Zelos' Punishment

By: TheLady
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Zelos attempt at revenge

Note: This is NC-17 and depicts two men having sex. Don't read if you don't like, or if you're too young.

Zelos had to wait a whole day before seeking his revenge. Shortly after his encounter with Kratos he had bumped into Sheena and decided that a late night flirt session was in order. Though it didn't go as planned, and he somehow ended up with a broken rib, he was still happy about it. Hey, every little bit helped when it came to winning over the demonic banshee.

After their talk and subsequent argument, Zelos became tired and decided to sleep. In the morning, Lloyd made the camp move out to go and save some other innocent person who's life was obviously far more important than everyone else in the whole damn universe. Zelos followed along, secretly plotting.

Several times during the day Kratos would look back and see Zelos staring into nothingness with an evil grin on his face. A few times he was rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Once he even heard a cackle. A very evil cackle. Kratos knew what was coming, and he was prepared. He wouldn't let the redhead get the better of him.

At nightfall the group set up camp. They lay around the fire in their normal circle, falling asleep one by one. Zelos had offered to do night duty, so he sat up, watching everyone fall off. Except Kratos. Kratos wouldn't sleep.

Zelos stared at Kratos for a long time. Kratos stared back, looking him straight in his pretty blue eyes. He was the one with the evil grin now.

This went on for about an hour. Zelos tried to ignore Kratos and focus on the sounds coming from around them. Unfortunately, there were no sounds. Damn.

After the hour was up, Kratos decided to give in and let the boy have his fun. It wasn't like he'd really be able to sleep, anyway. So he lay down and turned his body away from Zelos so the younger man couldn't see his face. Then he let himself rest, all the while keeping an ear out for Zelos' footsteps.

Zelos watched Kratos, indignant at first. The man was obviously on to him, and it pissed him off. He had planned all day, dammit! He'd even passed up lunch with too very beautiful woman to take a nap so he could stay awake for night watch. He wanted to get his revenge, and he wanted it to go right.

Once Kratos was suitably "asleep," the chosen approached him. He walked carefully, so as not to awaken the swordsman. Kratos' heavy breathing seemed indicative of sleep, and he didn't react to Zelos standing over him.

Zelos moved to look Kratos in the face, laying on his side to be next to the sleeping man. He moved his face in till it was about an inch from Kratos' face, seeing if he'd react. Nothing. Zelos grinned and decided to set to work.

Quickly Zelos gathered his things. He'd picked up some lightly scented lotion from a travelling salesman. He grabbed that, along with a towel and some rope. He took one last look around the campsite. Everyone was sleeping, and the area was secure. Zelos smiled, excited with himself.

The chosen walked over to Kratos briskly and set down the items beside him. He knew he had to make this quick as Kratos might react violently. Some part of him was worried about what he was planning on doing. Zelos didn't like doing anything sexual to someone against their will or without their knowledge. But after yesterday, he'd decided that Kratos deserved it.

He snickered, picking up the lotion.

Zelos had grown very excited thinking about this all day. He'd even had to relieve himself once, after his nap, since his erection was far too obvious. Being here now and about to finally do what he'd wanted all day made him even more excited. He undid his pants very quickly and pulled them down a bit, taking out his cock.

Zelos held his member for a second, relishing the feeling of having it out only inches from the sleeping Kratos. He could just give up on his diabolical plan and simply jerk off on the chosen, leaving cum on his pants and putting him in an embarassing situation in the morning. As Zelos rubbed the lotion into himself he began favoring that thought. He'd been wanting release for awhile now, and this just felt so good...

His hand went up and down and up and down, making him breath heavier. He stopped when he realized he was almost there. No, this wasn't how he wanted to do it. He wanted to get Kratos back for face fucking him. He pulled himself back to reality and set to work.

The first thing he did was very lightly undo the sleeping man's pants, bringing them down a little bit, exposing his ass. Zelos wanted full access to Kratos' hole.

Next, he grabbed the rope. Zelos had already tied the ends of the rope in such a way that he could just slip on Kratos' wrists and pull and he'd be tied up. Very, very carefully he picked up one of Kratos' hands and slipped it in. Due to his position, Zelos realize he couldn't tie him the way he wanted. He wanted his hands behind his back...

Zelos' member was aching for release, and his mind was a little foggy from it. So he decided to do the next best thing and slip his other hand into the knot, allowing his hands to be in front of his body. In one quick jerk Zelos pulled the knots tight, capturing the seraphim's hands. He sat back, elated and relieved, happier than he'd been all day. He let out a quiet laugh. No, wait, he didn't laugh. Kratos laughed. Zelos was confused.

In one swift move Kratos jumped up, twirling himself so that he was behind the surprised chosen. He put his hands on either side of Zelos' head with the rope positioned at his neck and pushed down. Zelos' head went down and his butt went up, fully exposed as Zelos had undone his pants. Kratos grinned.

Leaning down and speaking softly Kratos spoke to the younger man.

"Did you really think I was asleep, oh great Chosen? And even if I was, did you think I wouldn't notice someone getting that close to my face?" While Kratos smiled, Zelos pouted, readying himself for what he knew would happen next.

Kratos was fully erect within seconds. He pushed his large cock to Zelos' opening, and with a low snicker he pushed himself in. Zelos grabbed at the ground, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eye's shut. He remembered that the angel was big, but while it had seemed huge in his mouth, it seemed monsterous in his anus.

Kratos began moving in and out of Zelos' hole, growing bigger as he pushed. He was enjoying Zelos' revenge. It suited him just fine.

"Ow, Kratos! I at least was gonna use lube!" Zelos whispered over his shoulder. He glared at the older man, letting him know through angry blue eyes that he wasn't happy with this.

Kratos just smiled and pushed harder.

"Well, Zelos, perhaps you should have lubed me as well. You know, you should always be prepared in case your enemy gets the better of you."

Zelos tried to glare harder, but it was becoming a tough job. The thrusting was starting to feel good. Quite good, in fact. And he was already pretty close...

Kratos could tell that his comrade was enjoying this. Zelos began moving to Kratos' thrusts, and soon he was letting out a soft groan every time the seraphim pushed into him. While the older man briefly considered stopping and letting the poor boy suffer, he was pretty close himself and figured that Zelos should at least get some payoff for his troubles.

Kratos started moving faster, pushing deeper and deeper within Zelos. Zelos started having trouble keeping quiet. He was going to come soon.

"Kratos...ah...harder...oh, Martel...harder... yes..." He tried to keep his voice below a wisper, letting his hair fall over his head and speaking into the ground. He really didn't need anyone waking up and seeing this.

Kratos continued, feeling himself start to react the same way. He would come soon too, and hearing Zelos beg for it was making it all the better.

"Kratos... I... ooooo, yeah... right there... right... there... ooooh..." The redhead was completely gone now, pushing himself hard against Kratos' cock, rocking with the thrusts. He closed his eyes and balled his fists, readying himself for the finish.

"Kratos... oh, yeah, that's... ooh, oooooh.... Kra... yeah... ooooooohh.... gaaaah!" He could feel it, his mind spinning out of control, the world going white. As Kratos continued to slam into his ass, Zelos went over the edge, spurting out hot cum on the dirt below him, barely avoiding his clothing.

Kratos could feel the younger man squeeze down on his dick and it was enough to finish him. He closed his eyes and threw his head back, feeling himself ejaculate into Zelos' hole. He thrust for each spurt, and a few extra for good measure, before pulling out and laying down beside the chosen.

The two men lay for a long time on the ground near each other, both exposed and both catching their breath. Kratos was the first to recover, pulling his pants up and making sure all of his clothing was in place. He decided to be nice and threw the towel down on the spot where Zelos had come so that the evidence would be wiped up.

"...asshole..." Zelos murmured out, attempting to glare through half closed eyes. "...was gonna use that to wipe off..."

Kratos thought for a second, then laughed, stopping himself before he woke anyone. He didn't exactly want everyone to know he'd just fucked a chosen in the ass. Kratos offered Zelos the clean side of the towel.

Zelos cleaned himself off quickly and did his pants back up. He then grabbed his sticky towel and attempted to saunter back over to his post. He swayed a little as he walked. When he got over to the log he'd been sitting on, he plopped himself down, grimacing at the pain.

His butt was a little sore after that.

Kratos watched him, happy to have succesfully stopped Zelos' revenge plot. He did feel a little bad for the chosen. After all, he'd lost twice now, and one could easily call him a seraphim sperm recepticle. Kratos sighed and got up, walking over to the redhead.

"I'll take watch. You won't be much good to us, half out of it." Zelos glared up at him, about to challenge him, but Kratos held up his hand. Zelos gave up the fight then curled up in a ball on the ground, falling to sleep within about thirty seconds.

Kratos spent the rest of the night watching everyone sleep and wondering whether or not there'd be anymore fun in store for him on the next day.

Author's note: Okay, wasn't sure I was gonna write another one, but hey, why not? I kind of had this in mind when I was writing it yesterday. We can't have Zelos being a top, now can we? Anyway, thanks for all the reviews. I don't really have anything planned for another chapter, but I might come up with something. I'm trying to keep this a PWP and stay away from the romantic side of things. I'm much bigger on romance than sex, so I'm trying to see if I can keep a fic totally about sex with no romance involved. It's kinda fun, actually. :)
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