Zelos' Punishment

Warnings: This story contains graphic descriptions of men having sex with each other. Please don't read it if you're under age or just don't like that.


The next day was a very, very boring one. Kratos spent most of it teaching Lloyd some new fighting moves while Genis attempted to teach Raine how to cook. Presea and Regal went for a walk to speak with one another, while Colette and Sheena watched the Kratos/Lloyd faux battles.

Zelos wandered around a little bit, but since they weren't even near a city he got bored very soon. He could only stare at
rocks for so long before he started to go insane. And so he decided to join one of the groups of people. He gave up on
helping Raine very quickly, and invading the Presea/Regal talk didn't seem like a good idea. So he spent the majority of the
afternoon sitting on a log watching Kratos instruct Lloyd while Lloyd whined and bitched about Kratos being mean to him.

'You think he's mean, now,' Zelos thought. 'Try calling him an old man. Then you'll see how mean he can be.'

At least Zelos got some time with Sheena. Even with her gazing dreamily at Lloyd he still got to talk to her, and she even laughed a couple of his jokes. Plus, with her distracted by the young swordsman, she didn't bother to beat the crap out of him. Zelos liked this. He hoped to eventually start something up with the girl from Mizuho. Of course, he hoped to start something up with just about every girl, but his intentions were a mite bit more pure with Sheena.

At night the group had dinner, an improved and almost edible version of Raine's Tenderloin. Zelos started to make a crack at
it but with Sheena being undistracted now he was shut up very quickly. Having been given yet another broken rib, and having
both Raine and Kratos refuse to heal him, he sauntered off by himself for a bit, healing himself before sitting down to plot. He still needed to get Kratos back.

He hadn't worried too much about that earlier. Something about being in a wonderful afterglow or something. He didn't really want to think about it. Just because he got off too last night doesn't mean his butt didn't hurt to high hell when he woke up. Even worse than the pain was his humiliation. Twice in two days had Kratos got the better of him, and he didn't want this to happen again.

Somewhere in the back of his mind a voice told him that if he just left Kratos alone, then maybe it would all end. But he didn't want it to end. He didn't want peace, he wanted revenge. And dammit, he was going to get it tonight.

When Zelos headed back to camp, he apologized to Raine, flirting with her a little bit. Then he helped set up camp like a gentleman and even gave Genis some advice on tough math problems. Soon, everyone started nodding off. Zelos himself was sleepy, but he'd slept pretty well the night before so he was able to keep himself awake.

About two hours after the last person fell asleep, Zelos heard a noise. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Kratos getting up and walking off, abandoning his night watch post. Zelos was a little surprised by that, but then just decided that he probably had to pee.

He didn't give himself time to think about what he might do, he just got up and followed the Seraphim. Zelos hadn't exactly formulated a plan for how to get Kratos back. Basically he was thinking along the lines of "beat him over the head while he's turned the other way then fuck him from behind." Yeah, it was mean and nasty and just plain wrong, but dammit Zelos was
pissed and he was going to get Kratos back.

He was very, very quiet as he followed, hoping to not be heard or seen. He knew this was near impossible, but it could still
happen.

As luck would have it, Kratos didn't seem to hear him coming. He got to a small clearing and stopped, Zelos coming to the
same clearing and hiding behind a large boulder. The redhead prepared his sword, hoping to bash him on the back of the
cranium with the handle, at least knocking him over for a second.

Right before he pounced, Kratos started talking. At first, Zelos thought it was to him, but soon realized that there was another person in the clearing.

"So, what did you want from me tonight? Another spar? Or maybe a nice chat?" Kratos was being his usual, cocky self.

"I don't want a fight, Kratos. You know I'm worried about everything that's going on. It looks as though your group might actually end this madness and I don't want anything to go wrong."

Zelos recognized Yuan's voice instantly.

"Well, the only thing that's gone wrong tonight is that I've been followed."

Zelos could hear the swordsman grinning. He knew what was coming. But maybe Yuan would stand up for him...

"The redheaded Chosen, right?"

"Yes, the one I told you about."

"Hmmm, well then. I suppose maybe this will be a relaxing visit after all." Now Yuan was grinning.

"Dammit," Zelos murmured under his breath before being snatched up by the two seraphim.

He didn't even bother to fight back this time, just stood there and glared at Kratos.

"Now now, Zelos, you don't need to be mean. You know you shouldn't have followed him." Yuan nearly purred into his ear.

Zelos glared harder at Kratos.

"Are you pimping me out now? That's what you're doing, isn't it? You're pimping me! This is unbelievable! Gah, how could this happen!" Zelos looked to the sky for answers as the two seraphim laughed.

"What you think it's fun to be pimped out? Who's next, huh? Regal? Lloyd? Genis? Huh, who?" Zelos grabbed Kratos collar
and yelled at him, knowing full well that he wasn't the least bit intimidating to the fallen angel.

"I would not 'pimp' you to any of those three. Regal is too honorable, Genis too young, and Lloyd... to pure." Zelos caught that Kratos had stumbled on that last bit.

"What? Too pure? What are you saving him for you? Huh, is he your next--" Zelos was on the ground in a heartbeat with Kratos sword at his neck.

"Do not speak ill of my son!"

Zelos let that sink in for a minute. His son. Hooo, boy, did that make sense. No wonder the kid pissed him off so much...

"Okay, wow, your son. Hmm. Interesting." A thought started to form, an evil, sinister, Zelos type thought.

"Before you begin to think of ruining him to get back at me, remember that the woman you love is in love with him and would hate you for all eternity if you even tried it." Kratos spoke in his normal, calm, annoying logical voice.

"Damn. You're right. You suck, Kratos."

"Well, actually he doesn't, that's why I'm so happy to see you." Yuan said very matter of fact.

It took Zelos a second to catch on to the horrid joke the blue haired seraphim had just made. Then he groaned.

"Look, if you're gonna screw me, screw me, but please don't try to be witty. I'm the witty one. Not you. Me. You suck

with words."

Kratos nodded in agreement.

Yuan looked very angry for a moment, then sighed and gave a little nod.

"Yeah, okay, I'll stop talking. Anyway, shall we begin?" He looked at Kratos who just nodded again, then the two men looked
to the chosen.

"Hooboy, I guess fighting back isn't much of an option. Sooooo... on my knees, huh?" They nodded.

"Pants undone... lemme slide 'em down a bit... there you go. Okay, on my knees, exposed, have fun. Oh, and be gentle, k? My ass seriously hurt this morning."

Zelos and Yuan gawked at the redhead.

"Well," Yuan stumbled. "That was... easy..."

"He said no talking," Kratos corrected him.

"Oh, yeah, right... well, then, let's begin." Yuan started undoing his pantstrings.

"Yes, let's," Kratos said, coming back to reality and quickly exposing an already swollen member.

The two men positioned themselves at either end of the chosen, Zelos going to his head, and Yuan to his rear.

"Whoa, at the same time? I mean, c'mon guys, doesn't that seem a little harsh?" Zelos looked from man to man, his eyes pleading for a little mercy. The two men thought for a moment.

"No," they said in unison.

And in they went.

Zelos had to try not to bite down on Kratos dick as Yuan plunged himself deep inside his anus. His next focus was trying not to gag. After he'd accomplished that, he began to desperately search for a rhythm. The two men were a tad disharmonious, with Yuan desperate to come and Kratos relishing the feeling.

Kratos himself noticed that Yuan was moving a tad fast, shoving in and out of Zelos' ass quickly, his gasps coming faster and
faster. It had been a long time since Yuan had had a lover. He'd sworn off woman out of respect to Martel, and it was hard
to find a man he could have relations with. He'd hoped to start something with Botta, but it hadn't worked out. Kratos knew his friend was in need of release, but decided that maybe going full steam ahead wouldn't be good.

"Slow down," he said softly. Yuan stopped for a second then complied, beginning to take long, slow strokes in and out of
Zelos. Zelos just looked up at the swordsman, eyes full of gratitude. Kratos smiled, putting his hand on the back of Zelos head and pushing himself in deeper, grasping the pretty red hairs.

The menage a trois continued for a few minutes in silence, excepting the increasing moans and hisses. Yuan's dick wasn't as
big as Kratos', but it managed to find the right spot, making Zelos' own member become hard. He in turn was moaning, which
felt damn good to Kratos. The three found their rhythm and kept with it, slowly increasing pace mostly by Yuan's will.

After several minutes of thrusting into Zelos' hole, Yuan began to feel his body prepare to come. He closed his eyes, imagining his beautiful Martel in front of him, crying out his name. He increased his pace considerably till it was almost as fast as it had been when he started. Pumping in and out and in and out of Zelos, he started crying out.

Zelos could feel the rhythm change and began swaying to match it. His own erection felt like it would explode soon. Even without being touched he was close; the situation was just to kinky for Zelos not to get off on it.

Kratos felt the quickened pace and Zelos sucking harder, desperate to come himself. He grinned and held himself steady,
ready to release his seed when the others came.

In his growing excitement, Yuan began bucking wildly, his balls at first slapping against Zelos' thighs, then tightening up,
preparing for the climax. Pumping hard into Zelos and visualizing his beautiful Martel, Yuan felt the end coming.

"Oh, Martel! Oh... I'm gonna... aah!!" He came, fast and furious in Zelos' hole. The hot cum pouring down Zelos legs mixed with Yuan's last few bucks sent Zelos over the edge as well. He spurted onto the dirt, his eyes closed and his body almost instantly going limp.

Kratos was last, holding Zelos head steady and coming deep in his throat, far enough back that Zelos had no choice but to
swallow instantly. He felt his own legs get weak and had to sit down, putting hims clothes back together in the process.

"Wow, that was... wow..." Yuan could hardly move. It had been too long since his last encounter with anyone and his body wasn't used to this relief.

"Yeah, even though I'm the resident angelic sperm dumpster, I gotta say, that was pretty nice." Zelos half smiled. He
looked rather ridiculous at the moment, crumpled on the ground with his pants halfway down his thighs and semen smeared on his exposed anus.

"Man, we were like... dominoes... one by one... we all..." Yuan tried to piece a phrase together, something witty and appropriate.

"Shut up, Yuan," the travellers said in unison.

"Yeah, okay," the Renegade mumbled.

The three men lay there for a few minutes. Then, almost as quickly as it had happened, they cleaned up, got dressed, and parted ways. Yuan went off into the woods, and Kratos and Zelos returned to camp.

Zelos fell down in a ball, ready to sleep.

"Zelos," Kratos said softly. "Are you going to plot to get back at me, again?"

"Shhhhh," Zelos slurred out, exhausted from the recent sexplay. "It's a secret..."

Kratos stiffled a laugh, then went back to his watch post. He settled down and stared at the group, satisfied that they hadn't been attacked and that everyone was all right. Especially Lloyd.

Curled up in a ball, Zelos lay thinking, planning, plotting.

'Oh, I'll keep plotting, alright,' Zelos thought, nefariously. 'I'll get you back, Kratos! You and your little Lloyd, too!'

He stiffled a cackle, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.


Authors note:
I really didn't think I'd write another one. But I did. And now I have 2-3 more chapters planned that I may or may not get around to anytime soon depending on how much fun I have with them. But, if all works out well, you'll get to see some roleplay in the next chapter and a nice attack on Lloyd, with a fitting punishment of course. :)

Also, sometimes the format messes up when I try to add a chapter. I edit as much as I can but it may be a little jaunty in some areas. Sorry.

Another note: Just thought I should add this. I do not, under any circumstances, condone forced sex. This is a story that's kind of far off from reality, one I'm having fun with and all that, but I was just thinking about how much stuff is forced in here and I wanted to say that I'm really not into that. I guess I'll just say that, in this story, I feel that Zelos is sort of fine with all types of sex and doesn't mind being flipped over and screwed any more than he minds having someone eat his pancakes. It irritates him, but hey, no biggie. Also, they'd all stop if anyone said no. I might add that in later on.