Why did He Take My Wings?
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+S through Z › Tales of Symphonia
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,159
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Disclaimer:
I do not own Tales of Symphonia, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Falling
Hey guys! Long time no see.... Ok this wait was pretty ridiculus, but seriously if the site hadn't got fucked, and I hadn't been in Germnay, and then in another thing that I would have prefered unmentioned this would have come up AGES AGO!
So here's the rest, so far...
And thanx...
Anima Sage Kurai: YAY people who live HOT Neil! And yay for people who review more then once! *THrows cookie*
Invader Meow (the accountless x_X): I TOLD YOU! I knew people whould instantly think that Ygg has his way with LLoyd in the last chapter, but he does in THIS ONE! (more then once o_O)*throws cookie*
Kaorustalker30: Thankyou for the detailed way on getting Kratos' costume, even though I did figure it out on my own. Anyway YES Kratos does have a sexy baritone voice. But did you know that his voice actor is the singing voice for Simba in the Lion KIng? And Presea is Bubble's from the Powerpuff girls?(Presea will be mentiond in the story... some day) And Lloyd's voice is Robin's from Teen Titan? AND Regal is the Wolf with white hair and the sexy skimpy clothing in Wolf's Rain? Yes it's quite interesting (me and my friends go to IMDB [dot] com everytime we see a new anime or play a new video game). Oh and Genis, well I hate him because A. he's a small child, and I hate small children. B, I think his voice is REALLY anoying. and C All he does is say I hate humans... but I like you Lloyd (Meanwhile Colette, Kratos, Sheena, Zelos, Presea, and Regal are like 'WTF? We're standing right here!')*throws cookie*
Miori101: Thanx for the tips and the encouragement!*throws cookie*
HEH: thankyou for more tips, and more encouragement.*throws cookie*
kourya: I love it when people say that my stories are "great" or "well thought out" seeing they really aren't, and you guys are just horny. JK*throws cookie*
ChaosDragon: Yes the update is not soon, seeing you my last review and a good week away, I fail at life.*throws cookie*
Oh and I like to note that I DO know about the alternite ending (so you can stop telling me how to do it in your reviews, seeing half of you did), I just never put Kratos under judgment, so thus I never knew that's hos one got the costume... I put him under "dad" instead cause IT'S SO DAMN CUTE!
~*~*~*~
Chapter 2: Falling
~*~*~*~
The pain in Lloyd’s back was immense; it felt as though there were two deep gashes left where his wings once were. But when he ran his fingers over them there was just bare skin.
His sobs continued as he lay their, naked, on the cold floor until, finally, he was picked up by a faceless servant and brought to a bed.
It was not long before he blacked out.
~*~*~*~
When the new slave finally did awake, the pain in his back had subsided to a small feeling of numbness. He looked around to find himself in a completely different room. Unlike in the cage, this room was quite omnipotent, with everything that was not stone either made of black or purple material.
Lloyd sat up, letting the sheets that covered him up to his chest fall to his lap. His gaze fell to at the bottom of the bed where he found a small white sheet with golden trim, and a purple clasp.
Standing up he moved down to where the sheet was and picked it up. He wrapped it around his waist and clasped it next to his hip.
“Is this all I have to wear?” He asked. Looking at the garment, or would be garment, he noticed a small note that had fallen onto the ground.
I hope these are to you liking, they’ll be useful in some of the more awkward situations.
Lloyd stared at the note blankly. ‘What does he mean by ‘awkward’?’
The teen’s thoughts where interrupted by another servant barging into his room, “The lord wishes you to come to his rooms.”
The comment startled Lloyd, “W-What time is it?”
“Ten past noon, the lord wishes to retire for the night.”
The slave was in total shock ‘How long have I been sleeping?’ He followed the other servant out to the hall keeping his head down. The deep purple carpet sank under his feet, as if it tried to comfort him.
Like the trip to his first visit with Yggdrasill, the walk seemed much shorter then what was expected. And before he knew it Lloyd was standing, alone, in front of a door.
With shaking fingers he reached for the knob, and when he finally grasped it his hand continued to shake, causing the secure handle to give off a jingle. His breath hitched when the knob began turning on its own accord and hand jolted back when the door opened with a small creak.
“Enter.”
Lloyd walked into the room slowly, head bowed and hands next to his sides. Once he got to the center of the room he kneeled, his mind raking over the memories of what his father’s slave would do.
[flashback… yes I’m doing a flashback here, but trust me you’ll love it]
NOTE: We’re still paying the Pretend Petrez Knows Everything Game, and will be doing so through the entire story…
“It never occurred to me why dad had a slave; it was something I grew up with, seeing my mom died when I was so young.” Lloyd smiled, “I guess looking back it was pretty obvious what they were doing, but I was so young. If I knew what I knew now I would probably be pretty mad at dad for it.”
“And you don’t now?” Colette asked.
“Well it was in a way explained to me by him, and I can understand. My father told my mother he would never love another person, but that doesn’t mean he can’t have some companionship.”
“I guess that’s true, my mom died to, but I guess it was expected seeing she was so sick. You’re mother on the other hand must have been a real shock.” She sighed taking a sip from her glass, “This is getting kind of depressing.”
“I guess,” He replied getting up, “Hey, at least it’s not like I hate Regal, he lost someone too.” (^_^)
“True.”
“As long as no one’s trying to take my mom’s place to him, my father can get screwed by anyone he wants.” (^_^)
Colette’s eyes widened, “Do you have to be so blatant?”
“We’re not in public.” Lloyd smiled, “What’s the point in being stuck-up? Your cousin doesn’t do it.”
“Why do you always refer to Zelos?” She asked, “Are you having an affair with him or something?”
“Zelos is a great person to refer to, nobody hates him. And even though he acts like an idiot sometimes, he’s still a great ruler. Plus,” Lloyd blushed a bit, “I had a small crush on him when I was younger.”
Colette’s glass fell.
“WHAT?!”
[end flashback, I told you you’d love it]
A hand grasped his hair and pulled his body up until his feet no longer touched the ground. Yggdrasill’s mouth lingered close to his ear, “Why waste time with fore-play?” he whispered into his ear before throwing the slave onto his bed.
Lloyd quickly turned around and shuffled as far as he could go up the bed, his mind in a panic. The sight of Yggdrasill unzipping his suit only caused more fear to flow over him. The master slowly peeled off the suit and stood completely naked in front of his new toy.
The slave’s face filled with confusion, not exactly knowing what was going on inside his body. He could feel his body heat up, his cheeks were flushed, his mind raced. All he wanted to do was push away from this man, but at the same time he wanted to crawl closer and wrap himself around the body of his pursuer.
In the beginning the first thought process took over, and the slave scurried up next to the headboard. His fear still held him a seemingly unbreakable grip. But all it took was one glance at the hard body standing above him to cause the grip to weaken and allow fear to let him slip from its fingers.
Yggdrasill’s gazed pierced into Lloyd’s small look, and all resolve melted away from his mind. The lord’s hand drifted up his thigh, pushing the cloth with it. His fingers slowly tantalized the skin under him, the touch causing the muscles to quiver, and twitch. But before he reached his goal, the king stopped.
Lloyd gave out a small whimper. His master lowered his head to his ear, “The sounds you make are delicious.” His hands grasped onto the hips below him, his slave responded with a slight struggle, “I want to cause you to make more of them.”
The king was met with a glare, “Don’t pride yourself, I’m still not hard.” He spat.
The rebellion was met with laughter, “You flatter yourself. Do you honestly believe that’s it’s your own willpower, or disgust for me allows you cock to stay flaccid?” He gave another laugh, “It’s that garment that I Pronyma design, it does not permit you to get hard.” He ripped off said piece of cloth, and like magic, Lloyd instantly got hard.
Feeling his triumph Yggdrasill pulled him up and gave him a kiss. Lloyd still resisted, not permitting him inside his mouth. Not one to give up, the blonde mast grasp his toy’s length, making the rebel gasp. Continuing with the victory he plundered into the moaning boys mouth, exploring everywhere and anywhere he could.
With Lloyd now on his knees the master moved his other hand. Producing a jar of lotion he dipped his fingers in it, and then moved the hand to Lloyd’s backside. With his middle finger he penetrated the slave for the first time. Instantly the slave responded in a positive reaction, breaking away from the kiss and giving out a moan. Yggdrasill gave a smile, “It seems that I have a virginal whore in my possession.” He began to suck on his ear, sending jolts into Lloyd’s body.
The new and inexperienced slave didn’t last long, all of the feelings going straight to his groin. With the added sensation Lloyd gave out a cry and spent himself onto his master hand.
Yggdrasill feel back onto his hands, Lloyd, out of balance, fell onto him and sprawled over his body. “That was quite an adventure, I believe for tonight we will rest.”
Lloyd looked up at his master, “But you haven’t come milord.” A strange sensation was growing inside of him, a need, a need to please his master
His master gave a surprised smile, “As you wish.” He whispered. Gently he grasped Lloyd’s hair and pulled him down towards it. The slave was slightly confused, and looked up to his mater for guidance. “Go on,” He murmured, “suck it.”
The slave complied, grasping the organ with his hand. He licked the liquid being produced at the tip. After lapping it up he placed his lips around the head, minding his teeth, and began to suck. Yggdrasill gave out sigh, Lloyd to it as a sign to continue. He grasped the base with one of his hands and began to lower his head, engulfing more and more of his master.
It did not take much of his master for the virgin mouthed slave to find his limit. The head was pressing against the back of his throat, and it took a lot of determination to control his gag reflex. Once he felt confident Lloyd began to concentrate on the task at hand. He began to use his tongue, experimenting in what gave his master pleasure. At the same time, he returned to sucking.
Without warning Lloyd felt the hand that was still holding his hair, pull up, taking his head with him. He gave his master a confused look, before the feeling of failure settled in.
Opening his mouth to apologize he was once again startled to find Yggdrasill’s mouth on his, and his hands pushing down onto the bed, “There are better ways I can use your body for pleasure.” He growled, flipping the teen over. The king stuck his finger, which was still covered from before, into Lloyd again, and soon added another. He created a scissor with them, starching the channel more, and causing the slave to moan and thrust back onto his hand.
Satisfied with how open he was, and how easily the muscles stretched Yggdrasill used his other hand to prepare himself He covered himself generously with the lotion, and once he felt himself covered to an acceptable amount he removed his fingers.
Lloyd gave out a low, wanting moan, the feeling of being filled was gone, and he wanted nothing more then to get it back. At that moment he felt empty and incomplete. But once he felt his master’s length pressing against his opening, he knew it would not be long.
The king entered his slave in one smooth stroke. Lloyd’s hands grasped at the pillows, his face contorted in a silent scream of pleasure. Without missing a beat Yggdrasill grasped his hips and began to pound into the tight channel that surrounded him.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He gasped.
He didn’t hesitate, the master saw a goal and reached for it, and once he began to hit his slave’s sweet spot, it was the beginning of the end. Lloyd began giving out small cries; his hips pressing back to meet his master’s thrust.
One of Yggdrasill’s hands grasp at Lloyd’s hair, pulling his head back to him. “How does it feel, slut? How good is it?” He groaned into his ear.
The teen could only respond with more moans, his brain far past creating words.
With his toy in a state of no coherent thought, the seraphim’s hands grasped his waist with a bruising force. His paced increased, causing Lloyd’s cries to grow in strength. The well manicured fingernails ground into the flesh under them, almost breaking the skin.
During this Lloyd’s hand had reached up and he began to stoke himself. The lack of support had caused his head to fall forward, and his screams were muffled by the pillow.
Finally, with one deep thrust, Yggdrasill came inside his slave, covering the inside with his semen. Feeling the warmth coating his insides Lloyd let himself go, spilling himself onto his hand and the mattress. The king collapsed on the body under him, breathing heavily he pulled out, and flipped the teen over. “Very pleasing, for a virgin,” He purred.
Lloyd’s eyes were half closed, looking down at his master. But they flew open when he felt a tongue at his entrance.
Yggdrasill lapped up his own release, mixed with the strawberry flavored lube he had used, that was seeping from his toys entrance. He stuck his tongue inside of his entrance, receiving a gasp. He continued to tongue around a bit, but stopped when he noticed Lloyd’s growing erection.
“Ready so quickly?” He asked. His slave turned his gaze quickly in embarrassment, “You do seem to be the little whore that I thought you were.” He crawled up the bed, and grasped Lloyd’s chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. Slowly he began to sink into his slave again with his new hard on. “You like that don’t you? Me filling you body with my cock.” His hand grasped Lloyd’s hair, making him whimper, “You like me being rough, you like the way I dominate you, how I can do anything I want with your body.”
The slave felt tears fill his eyes, ‘Is it true? Do I enjoy nothing more then being this man’s personal bitch?’ Yggdrasill pulled out, and Lloyd gave a cry at the absence, ‘It’s true!’ He whimpered, pleading with his master to be filled again.
‘How did he break my defenses so quickly?’ He asked himself before he was filled again.
This time Yggdrasill took his time, drawing out the process. He loved how his slave fought with himself and his master, trying to get the man to go faster, trying to gain a release, but not daring to touch himself like he did last time. The king finally began to take pity on his slave, and slowly sped up his pace, just going fast enough for his slave.
But before wither could reach their pinnacle he withdrew, and like lightning straddled his slave’s chest, and shoved into his mouth. The action took Lloyd by surprise, but none the less he began sucking on his master, it was the same as before, but for the taste of strawberries entwined with his master’s own distinct flavor.
Without any warning Yggdrasill came, and moved back at the same time, covering his slave’s face with his semen. He used his hand to get the remnants of his orgasm, and with the other he reached back and jerked the teen to completion.
With everything going to fast, Lloyd cried out as he came, and in doing so he caught some of his master’s essence in his mouth. Quickly he realized that he enjoyed the taste and licked around the edges to catch more onto his tongue. He brought his hand up to scrape more of the sweet and sour substance into his mouth.
All of this the teen’s master saw, and with a smile he grabbed a wet cloth and, still straddling his slave’s chest, he cleaned, off his member and the rest of Lloyd’s face. His hand reached behind him and he cleaned off his back, where Lloyd had hit, and the slave’s own now softened penis.
Once done he threw the cloth onto the floor and rolled next to his slave. Collecting him into his arms both fell asleep.
~ *~* ~*~
The feeling of penetration woke Lloyd up.
It took a moment for him to remember where he was. At first he believed he was at his father’s mansion, and someone was raping him. Fear and instinct took over and, for only the slightest moment, he began to struggle.
But he quickly realized where he was, in his master’s bed, and it was his master that was stretching his ass open, from behind. A sense of loss and homesickness swept over him, but that too was quickly overcome by the burning need to be fucked that he developed the night before.
Like the first time he had taken his slave Yggdrasill began a quick and harsh pace, bent on ending his play session quickly so he could get to work. He gave out a grunt as he sank deep into the body under him, only to quickly retreat and repeat the process again.
His slave was still tight and making the delicious sounds that he had produced before. Giving out another grunt he grasped onto the hips below him and set a quicker movement, not taking time for his slave.
Letting out a low growl he came, once again marking the insides of his gift. Said gift gave out a low moan and shuddered beneath him. Yggdrasill could feel his internal muscles flutter as he came. He would have to give an extra thanks to Kratos for his son.
After only a few minutes of rest he pulled out and got up. Moving to the bathroom he found the large tub already filled. He turned to see his slave looking at him from his still spread position on the bed. “Come here,” He ordered. Lloyd quickly scrambled out of the bed and onto his knees before his master. “You did very well, my pet” He complimented, and smiled inwardly when he saw the slave’s eyes light up with happiness.
‘I will have to thank Kratos indeed.’ He thought before pulling the slave up and into the bathroom with him.
~*~*~*~
Anyway I've been thinking of putting a Neil story up (seeing you all love him so much), but I don't know with who, so I guess I could value what you say to me and take in suggestions. BUT I WARN YOU BEFORE YOU REVIEW: I will NEVER do a Genis fic. NEVER. AND Mithos IS A GIRL!!! And I don't do M/F. ALSO, don't argue with me on the Mithos is a girl deal, I WILL WIN.
So here's the rest, so far...
And thanx...
Anima Sage Kurai: YAY people who live HOT Neil! And yay for people who review more then once! *THrows cookie*
Invader Meow (the accountless x_X): I TOLD YOU! I knew people whould instantly think that Ygg has his way with LLoyd in the last chapter, but he does in THIS ONE! (more then once o_O)*throws cookie*
Kaorustalker30: Thankyou for the detailed way on getting Kratos' costume, even though I did figure it out on my own. Anyway YES Kratos does have a sexy baritone voice. But did you know that his voice actor is the singing voice for Simba in the Lion KIng? And Presea is Bubble's from the Powerpuff girls?(Presea will be mentiond in the story... some day) And Lloyd's voice is Robin's from Teen Titan? AND Regal is the Wolf with white hair and the sexy skimpy clothing in Wolf's Rain? Yes it's quite interesting (me and my friends go to IMDB [dot] com everytime we see a new anime or play a new video game). Oh and Genis, well I hate him because A. he's a small child, and I hate small children. B, I think his voice is REALLY anoying. and C All he does is say I hate humans... but I like you Lloyd (Meanwhile Colette, Kratos, Sheena, Zelos, Presea, and Regal are like 'WTF? We're standing right here!')*throws cookie*
Miori101: Thanx for the tips and the encouragement!*throws cookie*
HEH: thankyou for more tips, and more encouragement.*throws cookie*
kourya: I love it when people say that my stories are "great" or "well thought out" seeing they really aren't, and you guys are just horny. JK*throws cookie*
ChaosDragon: Yes the update is not soon, seeing you my last review and a good week away, I fail at life.*throws cookie*
Oh and I like to note that I DO know about the alternite ending (so you can stop telling me how to do it in your reviews, seeing half of you did), I just never put Kratos under judgment, so thus I never knew that's hos one got the costume... I put him under "dad" instead cause IT'S SO DAMN CUTE!
~*~*~*~
Chapter 2: Falling
~*~*~*~
The pain in Lloyd’s back was immense; it felt as though there were two deep gashes left where his wings once were. But when he ran his fingers over them there was just bare skin.
His sobs continued as he lay their, naked, on the cold floor until, finally, he was picked up by a faceless servant and brought to a bed.
It was not long before he blacked out.
~*~*~*~
When the new slave finally did awake, the pain in his back had subsided to a small feeling of numbness. He looked around to find himself in a completely different room. Unlike in the cage, this room was quite omnipotent, with everything that was not stone either made of black or purple material.
Lloyd sat up, letting the sheets that covered him up to his chest fall to his lap. His gaze fell to at the bottom of the bed where he found a small white sheet with golden trim, and a purple clasp.
Standing up he moved down to where the sheet was and picked it up. He wrapped it around his waist and clasped it next to his hip.
“Is this all I have to wear?” He asked. Looking at the garment, or would be garment, he noticed a small note that had fallen onto the ground.
I hope these are to you liking, they’ll be useful in some of the more awkward situations.
Lloyd stared at the note blankly. ‘What does he mean by ‘awkward’?’
The teen’s thoughts where interrupted by another servant barging into his room, “The lord wishes you to come to his rooms.”
The comment startled Lloyd, “W-What time is it?”
“Ten past noon, the lord wishes to retire for the night.”
The slave was in total shock ‘How long have I been sleeping?’ He followed the other servant out to the hall keeping his head down. The deep purple carpet sank under his feet, as if it tried to comfort him.
Like the trip to his first visit with Yggdrasill, the walk seemed much shorter then what was expected. And before he knew it Lloyd was standing, alone, in front of a door.
With shaking fingers he reached for the knob, and when he finally grasped it his hand continued to shake, causing the secure handle to give off a jingle. His breath hitched when the knob began turning on its own accord and hand jolted back when the door opened with a small creak.
“Enter.”
Lloyd walked into the room slowly, head bowed and hands next to his sides. Once he got to the center of the room he kneeled, his mind raking over the memories of what his father’s slave would do.
[flashback… yes I’m doing a flashback here, but trust me you’ll love it]
NOTE: We’re still paying the Pretend Petrez Knows Everything Game, and will be doing so through the entire story…
“It never occurred to me why dad had a slave; it was something I grew up with, seeing my mom died when I was so young.” Lloyd smiled, “I guess looking back it was pretty obvious what they were doing, but I was so young. If I knew what I knew now I would probably be pretty mad at dad for it.”
“And you don’t now?” Colette asked.
“Well it was in a way explained to me by him, and I can understand. My father told my mother he would never love another person, but that doesn’t mean he can’t have some companionship.”
“I guess that’s true, my mom died to, but I guess it was expected seeing she was so sick. You’re mother on the other hand must have been a real shock.” She sighed taking a sip from her glass, “This is getting kind of depressing.”
“I guess,” He replied getting up, “Hey, at least it’s not like I hate Regal, he lost someone too.” (^_^)
“True.”
“As long as no one’s trying to take my mom’s place to him, my father can get screwed by anyone he wants.” (^_^)
Colette’s eyes widened, “Do you have to be so blatant?”
“We’re not in public.” Lloyd smiled, “What’s the point in being stuck-up? Your cousin doesn’t do it.”
“Why do you always refer to Zelos?” She asked, “Are you having an affair with him or something?”
“Zelos is a great person to refer to, nobody hates him. And even though he acts like an idiot sometimes, he’s still a great ruler. Plus,” Lloyd blushed a bit, “I had a small crush on him when I was younger.”
Colette’s glass fell.
“WHAT?!”
[end flashback, I told you you’d love it]
A hand grasped his hair and pulled his body up until his feet no longer touched the ground. Yggdrasill’s mouth lingered close to his ear, “Why waste time with fore-play?” he whispered into his ear before throwing the slave onto his bed.
Lloyd quickly turned around and shuffled as far as he could go up the bed, his mind in a panic. The sight of Yggdrasill unzipping his suit only caused more fear to flow over him. The master slowly peeled off the suit and stood completely naked in front of his new toy.
The slave’s face filled with confusion, not exactly knowing what was going on inside his body. He could feel his body heat up, his cheeks were flushed, his mind raced. All he wanted to do was push away from this man, but at the same time he wanted to crawl closer and wrap himself around the body of his pursuer.
In the beginning the first thought process took over, and the slave scurried up next to the headboard. His fear still held him a seemingly unbreakable grip. But all it took was one glance at the hard body standing above him to cause the grip to weaken and allow fear to let him slip from its fingers.
Yggdrasill’s gazed pierced into Lloyd’s small look, and all resolve melted away from his mind. The lord’s hand drifted up his thigh, pushing the cloth with it. His fingers slowly tantalized the skin under him, the touch causing the muscles to quiver, and twitch. But before he reached his goal, the king stopped.
Lloyd gave out a small whimper. His master lowered his head to his ear, “The sounds you make are delicious.” His hands grasped onto the hips below him, his slave responded with a slight struggle, “I want to cause you to make more of them.”
The king was met with a glare, “Don’t pride yourself, I’m still not hard.” He spat.
The rebellion was met with laughter, “You flatter yourself. Do you honestly believe that’s it’s your own willpower, or disgust for me allows you cock to stay flaccid?” He gave another laugh, “It’s that garment that I Pronyma design, it does not permit you to get hard.” He ripped off said piece of cloth, and like magic, Lloyd instantly got hard.
Feeling his triumph Yggdrasill pulled him up and gave him a kiss. Lloyd still resisted, not permitting him inside his mouth. Not one to give up, the blonde mast grasp his toy’s length, making the rebel gasp. Continuing with the victory he plundered into the moaning boys mouth, exploring everywhere and anywhere he could.
With Lloyd now on his knees the master moved his other hand. Producing a jar of lotion he dipped his fingers in it, and then moved the hand to Lloyd’s backside. With his middle finger he penetrated the slave for the first time. Instantly the slave responded in a positive reaction, breaking away from the kiss and giving out a moan. Yggdrasill gave a smile, “It seems that I have a virginal whore in my possession.” He began to suck on his ear, sending jolts into Lloyd’s body.
The new and inexperienced slave didn’t last long, all of the feelings going straight to his groin. With the added sensation Lloyd gave out a cry and spent himself onto his master hand.
Yggdrasill feel back onto his hands, Lloyd, out of balance, fell onto him and sprawled over his body. “That was quite an adventure, I believe for tonight we will rest.”
Lloyd looked up at his master, “But you haven’t come milord.” A strange sensation was growing inside of him, a need, a need to please his master
His master gave a surprised smile, “As you wish.” He whispered. Gently he grasped Lloyd’s hair and pulled him down towards it. The slave was slightly confused, and looked up to his mater for guidance. “Go on,” He murmured, “suck it.”
The slave complied, grasping the organ with his hand. He licked the liquid being produced at the tip. After lapping it up he placed his lips around the head, minding his teeth, and began to suck. Yggdrasill gave out sigh, Lloyd to it as a sign to continue. He grasped the base with one of his hands and began to lower his head, engulfing more and more of his master.
It did not take much of his master for the virgin mouthed slave to find his limit. The head was pressing against the back of his throat, and it took a lot of determination to control his gag reflex. Once he felt confident Lloyd began to concentrate on the task at hand. He began to use his tongue, experimenting in what gave his master pleasure. At the same time, he returned to sucking.
Without warning Lloyd felt the hand that was still holding his hair, pull up, taking his head with him. He gave his master a confused look, before the feeling of failure settled in.
Opening his mouth to apologize he was once again startled to find Yggdrasill’s mouth on his, and his hands pushing down onto the bed, “There are better ways I can use your body for pleasure.” He growled, flipping the teen over. The king stuck his finger, which was still covered from before, into Lloyd again, and soon added another. He created a scissor with them, starching the channel more, and causing the slave to moan and thrust back onto his hand.
Satisfied with how open he was, and how easily the muscles stretched Yggdrasill used his other hand to prepare himself He covered himself generously with the lotion, and once he felt himself covered to an acceptable amount he removed his fingers.
Lloyd gave out a low, wanting moan, the feeling of being filled was gone, and he wanted nothing more then to get it back. At that moment he felt empty and incomplete. But once he felt his master’s length pressing against his opening, he knew it would not be long.
The king entered his slave in one smooth stroke. Lloyd’s hands grasped at the pillows, his face contorted in a silent scream of pleasure. Without missing a beat Yggdrasill grasped his hips and began to pound into the tight channel that surrounded him.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He gasped.
He didn’t hesitate, the master saw a goal and reached for it, and once he began to hit his slave’s sweet spot, it was the beginning of the end. Lloyd began giving out small cries; his hips pressing back to meet his master’s thrust.
One of Yggdrasill’s hands grasp at Lloyd’s hair, pulling his head back to him. “How does it feel, slut? How good is it?” He groaned into his ear.
The teen could only respond with more moans, his brain far past creating words.
With his toy in a state of no coherent thought, the seraphim’s hands grasped his waist with a bruising force. His paced increased, causing Lloyd’s cries to grow in strength. The well manicured fingernails ground into the flesh under them, almost breaking the skin.
During this Lloyd’s hand had reached up and he began to stoke himself. The lack of support had caused his head to fall forward, and his screams were muffled by the pillow.
Finally, with one deep thrust, Yggdrasill came inside his slave, covering the inside with his semen. Feeling the warmth coating his insides Lloyd let himself go, spilling himself onto his hand and the mattress. The king collapsed on the body under him, breathing heavily he pulled out, and flipped the teen over. “Very pleasing, for a virgin,” He purred.
Lloyd’s eyes were half closed, looking down at his master. But they flew open when he felt a tongue at his entrance.
Yggdrasill lapped up his own release, mixed with the strawberry flavored lube he had used, that was seeping from his toys entrance. He stuck his tongue inside of his entrance, receiving a gasp. He continued to tongue around a bit, but stopped when he noticed Lloyd’s growing erection.
“Ready so quickly?” He asked. His slave turned his gaze quickly in embarrassment, “You do seem to be the little whore that I thought you were.” He crawled up the bed, and grasped Lloyd’s chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. Slowly he began to sink into his slave again with his new hard on. “You like that don’t you? Me filling you body with my cock.” His hand grasped Lloyd’s hair, making him whimper, “You like me being rough, you like the way I dominate you, how I can do anything I want with your body.”
The slave felt tears fill his eyes, ‘Is it true? Do I enjoy nothing more then being this man’s personal bitch?’ Yggdrasill pulled out, and Lloyd gave a cry at the absence, ‘It’s true!’ He whimpered, pleading with his master to be filled again.
‘How did he break my defenses so quickly?’ He asked himself before he was filled again.
This time Yggdrasill took his time, drawing out the process. He loved how his slave fought with himself and his master, trying to get the man to go faster, trying to gain a release, but not daring to touch himself like he did last time. The king finally began to take pity on his slave, and slowly sped up his pace, just going fast enough for his slave.
But before wither could reach their pinnacle he withdrew, and like lightning straddled his slave’s chest, and shoved into his mouth. The action took Lloyd by surprise, but none the less he began sucking on his master, it was the same as before, but for the taste of strawberries entwined with his master’s own distinct flavor.
Without any warning Yggdrasill came, and moved back at the same time, covering his slave’s face with his semen. He used his hand to get the remnants of his orgasm, and with the other he reached back and jerked the teen to completion.
With everything going to fast, Lloyd cried out as he came, and in doing so he caught some of his master’s essence in his mouth. Quickly he realized that he enjoyed the taste and licked around the edges to catch more onto his tongue. He brought his hand up to scrape more of the sweet and sour substance into his mouth.
All of this the teen’s master saw, and with a smile he grabbed a wet cloth and, still straddling his slave’s chest, he cleaned, off his member and the rest of Lloyd’s face. His hand reached behind him and he cleaned off his back, where Lloyd had hit, and the slave’s own now softened penis.
Once done he threw the cloth onto the floor and rolled next to his slave. Collecting him into his arms both fell asleep.
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The feeling of penetration woke Lloyd up.
It took a moment for him to remember where he was. At first he believed he was at his father’s mansion, and someone was raping him. Fear and instinct took over and, for only the slightest moment, he began to struggle.
But he quickly realized where he was, in his master’s bed, and it was his master that was stretching his ass open, from behind. A sense of loss and homesickness swept over him, but that too was quickly overcome by the burning need to be fucked that he developed the night before.
Like the first time he had taken his slave Yggdrasill began a quick and harsh pace, bent on ending his play session quickly so he could get to work. He gave out a grunt as he sank deep into the body under him, only to quickly retreat and repeat the process again.
His slave was still tight and making the delicious sounds that he had produced before. Giving out another grunt he grasped onto the hips below him and set a quicker movement, not taking time for his slave.
Letting out a low growl he came, once again marking the insides of his gift. Said gift gave out a low moan and shuddered beneath him. Yggdrasill could feel his internal muscles flutter as he came. He would have to give an extra thanks to Kratos for his son.
After only a few minutes of rest he pulled out and got up. Moving to the bathroom he found the large tub already filled. He turned to see his slave looking at him from his still spread position on the bed. “Come here,” He ordered. Lloyd quickly scrambled out of the bed and onto his knees before his master. “You did very well, my pet” He complimented, and smiled inwardly when he saw the slave’s eyes light up with happiness.
‘I will have to thank Kratos indeed.’ He thought before pulling the slave up and into the bathroom with him.
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Anyway I've been thinking of putting a Neil story up (seeing you all love him so much), but I don't know with who, so I guess I could value what you say to me and take in suggestions. BUT I WARN YOU BEFORE YOU REVIEW: I will NEVER do a Genis fic. NEVER. AND Mithos IS A GIRL!!! And I don't do M/F. ALSO, don't argue with me on the Mithos is a girl deal, I WILL WIN.