Knight's honor

Knight's Honor

By Sabaku no Lotus


I wanted to do a Guilty gear story for a long long time; when I finally got the game, I played it to my heart’s content, until my brother in law took it, (damn it all…) Can’t do nothing about it since it’s His mom’s house….-_- Kami I wanted to see all the endings!

I typed this up in one day; it was really easy and fun to do, but when I proofread it, my brain couldn’t function and it came out looking…weird, so I hope I did the lemon ok and it satisfies someone ^_^ I tried like hell to do it right! *shakes fist*

WARNING~! This is a GG BridgetxKy story, so if you don’t like a young teenager shagging with a twenty something year old Christian knight, then turn back now and read some JamxKy ^_^ I tried to make all the characters in character as best as possible and I hope you enjoy it!


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"Thank you for everything Mr. Ky." Bridget Atherton, bounty hunter, bowed to the white coated knight Ky Kiske.

"It's nothing; I would do anything to assist a person to their right way." Ky rubbed the back of his head and smiled at the young man. "I just hope that those funds provide you with some help along your way." They were outside the partially demolished Holy orders headquarters in Paris.

"Oh yes it will Ky! Now I can help my village and maybe end their silly myth!" The young blond hugged the man deeply.

Ky blushed; the body under him was so warm and fit so well into him. "Y...Your welcome."

"Well I have to get back to England now, so thank you again Mr. Ky!" Hoisting the bag of money on his back, Bridget started his journey until he heard a voice.

"Wait." Ky walked up to the lad and bowed. "May I have the leisure of taking you back home? You might run into I-no or someone worse on your voyage."

The little blond flushed slightly, but smiled warmly. "Yes of course; I would like that."

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Bridget walked ahead of Ky, skipping to and fro along the path to his village.

Ky was behind him, watching for danger, until his eyes really laid upon the young teen in front of him.

He noticed that the darker blond had a dress that barely hid anything from the eye's view; during their skirmish of misunderstanding he had a site of tight black shorts that left nothing to the imagination. The way the outfit clings to him showed his curves and smooth boyish body.

The white coat man was now staring at the boy's tushy, until he realize what he was doing and shook out of his trance. 'I am a man of honor and god; I shouldn't be starting at Bridget like that.' He was reminded of Sol and frowned. 'No I am a man, not a beast.'

The handcuff on the boy's waist sung back and forth; enticing the already smitten man. 'No! I shouldn't!' But his cock was tempting him to do it and he punched his chest. 'Ow...Dammit.'

The knight pinched himself several times during the walk, until the announcement. "Well here we are!" Bridget blinked at Ky. "You look like you are in shambles; you want to rest inside of my house?"

Ky grimaced slightly but nodded.

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"Wow." Ky was amazed; Bridget didn't tell him that he lived in a mansion. 'I didn't know about the Atherton family and their riches; they look like they could give the Sfondi's a run for their money.'

The main hall of the house was mable, with various symbols and words across the floor. A gorgeous crystal chandelier was hanging above them, illuminating the floor and the bronze stairwell.

"Master Bridget," A butler greeted them. "I am sorry but your parents are out and your brother should be coming back shortly."

"Thank you Anderson, that is all." Bridget did a bow and the man was gone in the kitchen.

"Well since no one is here, do you want to go upstairs?" Bridget didn't give Ky the time to answer as he pulled the man up to his room.

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"Ok relax here; once I freshen up I'll help you!" Bridget giggled and ran into the bathroom.

Ky sighed and sat back on his palms; he was on the boy's bed in his room; it was simple, with a four poster bed, blue wavy curtains over the windows, a desk with various papers and yo-yo's, and a bookcase with maps, gadgets, and bounties.

The man took off his upper coat and noticed a panda bear next to him. 'What happen to Roger?' He turned it around and examined it; it had patchwork eyes and crisscross stitches. 'Looks like a simple doll.'

"That's a prototype model you know."

Ky jumped and turned around, his sword ready, until his eyes landed on a bear; it's head popping from the edge of the bed. "Roger?"

"Yes it's me you Boy Scout." The cop frowned at the bear's behavior. "What are you doing in Bridget's room." It was more of a command than a question.

"He invited me here."

"Pfff...whatever..." He bounced back on the floor the minute the blond boy came out.

"Sorry it took so long Ky." The man in question was speechless.

There was Bridget, in only a towel; his damp hair dripping over pale creamy shoulders. Long, smooth legs gave the man the impression that Bridget was indeed a girl and not a young boy.

"I apologize again for fighting you, so to make it up I am going to give you a back massage!"

Ky coughed loudly as he choked on his own spit. "Ah, what's wrong Ky? You are worse than I thought." The boy patted the man's back as he tried to get air in his lungs.

"N...Nothing, I am fine dear Bridget." Ky blushed and tried to get composed again; here he was, going to get a massage by a half nude teen who wasn't even the legal age. 'God help me prevent adultery and temptation...'

"Well don't mind the wet hair and please take off your shirt." Bridget used the spare towel he had to dry off the wet locks dripping on the sheets.

Ky gulped and unzipped his cross stripped shirt; taking off the top, he rolled on his belly and waited. 'Don't think impure thoughts; remember your scriptures...'

Small hands kneeled his shoulder blades; smoothing out the kinks. The cop moaned as he felt his muscle relax and his body turning into jelly. 'It's been sooooo long.'

Ky smiled and closed his eyes as knuckles grinded into his sides before fingers nimbly soothed over the aching areas. Bridget ran all over Ky's back, not missing any area. "Ohhh...ahhh...dear Bridget."

"Feeling better?"

"Mmmhm..." Bridget chuckled at the usually upright man purring like a kitten that just licked the cream.

"Is there something else I can do for you Mr. Ky?"

Ky was about to say, "Shag you silly," but his brain got rebooted just in time. "Ah, n...nothing that I can think of." The cop sat upright and stared at the slipping towel and the big blue eyes staring at him with kindness.

A man in his prime, along with strict religious principles, viewed Bridget as a delicious sinful taboo that he wanted to desperately not give into. He sat on the heels of his hands and stared into the darker blond's eyes.

Bridget blushed and turned away; Ky wasn't by all means unattractive, and the way he was staring at him was unnerving.

Ky's personality and his chivalry was endearing and made the young boy feel protected and wanted, a light side from the hardships of society. Oh, Bridget did receive love and kindness from his family and the staff at his house, but it wasn't the same as another person; that and his parents have been doing work and other matters a lot more lately, while his brother educated himself and played cricket.

'I've been lonely and bored recently; that's one of the reasons why I wanted to be a bounty hunter.' He met a lot of friends, weirdoes, and enemies along the way. At the end of the road was a handsome white knight to his rescue.

"Ky, thank you for everything that you have done for me." Bridget met Ky's eyes again; he watched as the older man leaned in slowly and kiss him gently on the lips.

That single contact was magical, and left the darker blond breathless; his heart beating so rapidly that he thought he could hear each pulse. Ky tasted like herbs, tea, and something that was part of the knight that couldn't be tarnished.

Ky sighed and closed his eyes; something so wrong felt so wonderful. Bridget's soft lips meshing against his own made his heart sing and his member stir to life. He wrapped one arm around the blond's waist and the other cupped the boy's face.

When they parted, Ky slowly opened his eyes to stare into similar clouded blue ones. "Bridget..." His cock was telling him to just take the boy and pound into him relentlessly, but his heart wanted to love him more.

"Ky, I..."

"Honesty you two are not going to do that in here are you?"

The knight winced; Roger was staring at the two on the edge, upright and glaring. "Roger! Why can't you give me any privacy huh?"

"Because Master Bridget, you don't need to be un-blossomed by a twenty one year old wuss, who cannot even claim even simple women."

"Why you...!" The two were arguing now, and the cop sighed and bowed his head. 'I guess that was God's sign to tell me that I need to get a better reign on myself...'

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After the incident in the bedroom, Ky ended up taking a mini vacation for the day; Bridget lead him around the village in only a strapless short overall blue dress and a sunhat, making the temptation of just sodomizing the boy in public high.

The cop discovered that the boy lived near an old town near England that existed since the twentieth century; it had a rural look to it, but also the modern commodities that made it livable.

'There's a magical air about this place...' He wondered why gears never attacked here before, until the darker blond grabbed his hand.

"Come on! The day has only begun!" Ky blushed at the intertwined hands, but followed the entergetic lad to their first destination.


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"How is the tea?"

"It’s very soothing and delicious!" Ky hummed at the flavor in his mouth; it was an array of explosion! The chamomile honey made him forget the worries of sexual advances.

They were outside the Spears Cafe; Ky drinking tea blissfully and Bridget munching on crepes and pomegranate juice. The time the knight had with the cheery blond was wonderful; He went to many antique stores and found a priceless rare teacup for his collection, seen the many wonders of the village and the main town England, and now they were resting for a mid-day brunch.

"Ky, what would you like to do after this?"

The knight thought about it for a moment. "Well we could go by the bridge I seen between here and London; there was a pond with geese that I wanted to feed."

"Alright then." Chocolate littered the cherub face and Ky chuckled at the site. "What?"

The lighter blond reached over to thumb off the smears; he then proceeds to lick it off sensually and sexually. Bridget gulped as Ky returned to his seat and drink as if nothing happened.

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"Ky do you love anyone?"

The knight almost choked again; they were sitting peacefully near the pond by the river.

"W...Well no actually; besides work and the Bureau, I don't have time for mate seeking." He thought about Sol, the troublesome renegade, and growled. "Then there is Sol..."

"Sol Badguy? The outlaw from Holy Orders?"

"Yes, the same man." Ky tossed some breadcrumbs and a goose accepted it gracefully. "I have been after him for a while, but alas we are on the same level so I cannot beat him."

"Hmm, he seems like a tough opponent." Bridget yawned and wrapped his arms around his head. "I think you can do it though, I have faith in you."

"T...Thank you." The cop slumped in his seat and threw more food at the birds; he honesty hated that gear. The words that Sol often told him completely changed his perspective on the church and the government, as well as his own moral values. 'Still I dislike being used as a simple pawn for selfish means, so maybe that bogaard is right and I should just let go and follow my heart.'

Ky blinked; Sol didn't say anything about following his heart, no he would mention about letting go and not being a boy scout but that was about it.

The man sat up straight and folded his fingers together, thinking. 'My heart...' "Dear Bridget..."

The lithe blond was fast asleep on the bench, his hat hiding his face from view. Ky smiled and picked up the little body into his arms. It felt so right with him there and he sighed.


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Ky had a bit of trouble going back, but he managed to get into Bridget's estate.

Giving the butler a curt nod, he went upstairs into the blond's room. He was trying to sit him down when he realize that Bridget cuddled right into his arms and would not let go.

"Mmmm...don't leave."

Ky blushed and fought with himself; he sighed and gave in, putting the young teen under the covers. Taking off his clothes down to his shirt and boxers, he went into the bed with the lad; feeling the boy snuggled into his body perfectly.

Closing his eyes, Ky Kiske decided that a nap wouldn't be so bad; at least for a little while.


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"Aahhh..."

The knight groaned; he opened his eyes slowly to notice that it was dark outside, by the purplish hue that was cast along the room.

"Roger?" When nothing answered, he thought the cyborg bear was out doing what cyborg bears did in the bump of the night.

Ky stared at the bundle on him; Bridget's head was on his chest and his legs was sprawled all over his lower body.

"Dear Bridget..." He didn't want to wake him up, but he didn't want to stay like this either. 'It isn't right, but it does feel nice.'

Bridget moaned and his leg brushed against the man's crouch; the slight friction made the cop moan and he covered his mouth.

'Oh...God help me...' Fingers rubbed against his chest and sides, the teen rubbed his legs against his for a few more moments before settling back into place.

Ky gulped loudly and sweatdropped; he was half masted already and that was just from an indirect touch. He wanted to meditate or even pray, but the position he was in made both things almost impossible.

The knight could feel the boy's crouch against his thigh; a cotton material made him realize that Bridget actually had on panties. He tried to move again, but it only made it worse.

'God please help me!' The lighter blond bit his lip to keep himself from just opening his shorts and stroking until he came all over the boy under him. He never had such an urge since the first time he hit puberty.

"Mmmm...Ky." Ky froze as Bridget sighed in his sleep. "You are so wonderful; I wish you could be my knight..."

The man blushed and smiled; he was happy that his feelings were recuperated and that it wasn't only a fluke. Even in such an embarrassing position, he settled down and tried to go back to sleep.


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"Ky...Mr. Ky wake up."

"Mmmm?" Blue eyes opened slowly to look into teal eyes of mirth and amusement.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed with me?"

Ky blushed and coughed. "Well it's...I tried to put you into bed, but you wouldn't let go and I didn't want to wake you, so I slept next to you."

A light chuckled followed. "Oh I see; well it was a great nap, until I felt something poke me in the side."

If there was something that Bridget was delighted to see, it was a Ky Kiske with a face the color of a done lobster.

"I...that is..."

Bridget pulled back the sheets and cocked his head. "I never seen another man's um...you know..."privates" before." He touched it and the cop moaned.

"Oh I'm sorry! Does it hurt? I know I used to get erections a lot and they used to hurt since I couldn't satisfy them in the house; it was too risky since I was supposed to be a "proper girl."" The darker blond stared at the hard on, in a trance.

"I'm...I'm fine." Ky grinded his teeth; he was oh so tempted to just pull that little blond head on his cock and just thrust into it.

"Do you want to take care of it? You can go in the bathroom if you must."

'Take care of it...' Yes Ky wanted to take care of it, but not in the way the young blond was thinking. "Bridget I..."

'I want to ram into you until you scream my name for all the staff and your family to hear; to prove to Roger that you are mine and mine alone.'

Words froze on the knight and the blond scratched his head. "What is it?"

After ten years of not being able to masturbate, not being able to have sex, not being able to do anything pleasing, enjoyable, and trilling, and going by the will of the church, the government, and the Holy Orders, Ky for once thought of himself and just gave into temptation.

He reached over and pulled the boy next to him; kissing the blond on the lips. It was a bit forceful and clumsy, but it still showed what Ky wanted to do.

Bridget blinked, but closed his eyes and molded into the kiss; he wrapped his arms around the older man as Ky cocked his head and licked along the darker blond's lips.

The cop's hands were trying to take off the overalls; he unsnapped the constricting buckles and it pooled down Bridget's body. He deepens the kiss as his fingers traced along the boy's back.

The young teen moaned as he opened his mouth and felt his soon to be lover trace and taste every part of his wet cavern. His hands went to Ky's chest, trying to take off his shirt.

Both tongues meld and tangled together in a romantic battle; the knight reached downward and cupped the boy's butt to pull him even further into him.

They parted to only tongue kiss in the air; Ky helping his lover pull off his own clothing. Bridget pulled back to get some air and to stare at the older man. "Ky...I want to...umm...see it."

The lighter blond chuckled at his love's meekness and lifted himself up to pull off his boxers. He tossed them over with his uniform and opened his legs to give Bridget a full view.

Bridget gasped at the site in the dim light cast by the moon; Ky's penis was wider and bigger than his. The head was shiny and covered with a new substance; poking out from the veil of foreskin surrounding the member.

The young blond blushed and turned away, but his lover tilted his head back into view. "Don't be afraid, but if you don't want this I will stop ok?"

"No I do want this!" Bridget balked at such a notion. "It's just that..."

"Yes it's new to me as well." The cop stroked his lover's face.

"You never had sex before? You're..."

"Yes I'm serious." Ky sighed and rubbed his tousled head.

Bridget chuckled and the lighter blond blushed even more. Ky stared at the blond and smirked; he was on him again, tickling him.

"Ahhhahahahha! Stop it stop it! How do you know?"

"Just a thesis!" The man poked his sides a few more times; he then gave Bridget a break and sat on hands and knees.

He kissed his lover again, hand playing through darker strains of silky blond. Bridget decided to be nice and help out the knight; he wiggled out of his outfit and underwear halfway, until Ky pulled both down and threw them away.

"Hey...so...messy..." The boy didn't have time to complain as Ky kissed all over his face softly; licking an earlobe and blowing on it, making the young teen shiver. "You're pretty good for a first timer."

The man traced down Bridget's body; he licked around his neck and kissed the grooves of developing muscles. 'He is going to have a wonderful body when he gets older.'

Instead of going to his groin, Ky kissed and nipped along Bridget's thighs instead; leaving welts and hicks. 'Please Mr. Ky...do something.' He thrust his hips in the air and the man tsked.

"Patience...I want to remember your body for times to come." He continued his slow trek; nibbling along the boy's legs, until he felt a pull of his hair.

"Ky please just..."

"Alright alright." The face that Bridget gave him melted Ky's heart and he gave in. He sat up again, staring into his lover; trying to figure out how to do this. 'There's only two holes on a man...so I would have to put it, "there." The cop's face redden like a cherry.

"I have some lotion if that would help." The man nodded and the darker blond pointed to his bedstead; Ky reached inside of it to pull out a dolly.

He opened the top and was flooded with the smells of lavender and shea butter. Squeezing some on his hand, he followed his instincts and inserted one inside of the virgin passage.

Bridget hissed at the intrusion, but relaxed his muscles and just let Ky work on him.

The knight noticed the reaction and tried to do it slower; he put another finger in, thrusting and stretching the walls out, before something bigger was joisted inside.

The young blond groaned at the third finger; and he felt filled up knuckle deep. 'I wonder how it would feel if he put it inside of me; this is already hard as it is.'

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes Ky, please just make love to me."

The cop nodded and pulled out his slick fingers; he oiled his cock, moaning at the cool sensation. He prepared himself at the entrance and looked into his lovers eyes; pushing forward.

Bridget bit his lip; it burned in a cooling painful way. He felt a hand intertwine with his and clinched it for dear life; the insertion inside of his body was pushing forward, until it was fully sheathed inside of him.

Ky moaned and squeezed his lover's hand; this was sinfully good in every way possible. 'No wonder even esteemed council members give into such pleasures of flesh.' He wanted to pound into that tight cavern, but no, he wanted this to be good for his little blond lover as well, so he waited until the boy stop shaking under him.

Once Bridget calmed down considerably, the man pulled out and thrust back in. It still burned a lot, but it was starting to lighten up, so the young teen held onto notion.

Ky moved slowly into the boy; rocking his hips every so often. He cupped his lover's face and kissed him again; a distraction to the pain in his lower body.

The lighter blond started to loose a bit of his control and pushed harder; he changed his angle and raised an interesting sound from the boy.

Bridget felt better with the comforting kiss, until Ky hit something that made the pain numb for an instant and bring out only heating pleasure; pooling straight to his groin. The young teen half groaned half sighed.

The older man pulled one of the boy's legs over his shoulders and leaned over for support as he started to hit that spot again and again with speed and gusto. The heat developing from their bodies was starting to make the man sweat; making his already messy hair even messier.

Bridget groaned and arched his hips into Ky's thrusts; his cock was painfully hard and every time the man moved now it felt good, all the pain disappearing.

The knight worked with his lover, matching his move for move. He pounded years of sexual tension and frustration into the boy under him; a slicked hand rubbed over the young teen's penis, stroking and pulling it.

"K...y...oh Mr. Ky."

Ky smirked and raised the boy a bit higher; he wanted the whole house to hear his screams. Skin slapping skin, he squeezed and pumped the boy harder and faster.

"KY! Ugh! KY!"

"Y...yes..." The man almost doubled the young teen over; his head resting near the boy's ears, pounding into him relentlessly.

Bridget felt dizzy and wonderful; the fiery heat pooling all over his senses and body was starting to get to his groin. He was screaming Ky's name deafening now, feeling the slippery hand on his cock pump him closer and closer to completion.

The knight groaned loudly and felt himself finally let go; he squeezed the boy's thigh as he pumped in years of years of cum in his walls. The body under him wailed and then fell silent; as the walls around his dick milk him until he was dry.

Both men panted; Ky tried to get his breath back as well as his own functions. He blew a strain of wet hair out of his eyes and stared at his lover; eyes closed and crying slightly.

"Oh, Bridget, did I hurt you?" The man took his clean hand and rubbed the boy's cheek.

"N...no...it's just that..." The darker blond swallowed some air. "That was amazing Ky."

Ky smiled lopsided and closed his eyes; relieved. He wiped the boy's tears away and tried to gather them both up; using some strength on his part, he went back on his heels and flopped backwards in the bed.

"Ky thanks; I really appreciate this."

"There's no need my dear Bridget." He kissed the boy on the head. "I thank God for letting me find someone to protect and care for."

Bridget mewed happily; the boy snuggled into the other man's chest and the both slept peacefully.


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"Rise and Shine twin brother!"

Bridget moaned and pulled the covers around him, only for them to be brutality taken away.

"Now no need to be....lazy...." The other twin gasped at the site before him. There was his twin, wrapped around a much older man, both of them nude as jaybirds.

He then noticed the spots blood on the sheets, as well as the smell in the room. "....."

"Mmmm...dear princess, what has happened?" Ky groaned at the sun, but froze at the site of an almost similar boy in front of him. He looked exactly like Bridget, except he had on a Catholic boy's uniform and his hair was much shorter.

"Bridget..." The boy chuckled evilly. "You smutted with an older man?"

The younger teen took that moment to wake up and yelp. "Brother?" He cuddled into his lover as the other boy smirked.

"Honesty, I knew your tastes were..."unique.""

"Shut up! I care about him alright?" Teal eyes glared in hatred and Ky gulped; he didn't want to be on the wrong end of that look.

"Well it doesn't matter, as long as he treats you right; I just wanted to tell you to come down for breakfast." The young man skipped out the room and closed the door.

"...That went well..." Bridget plopped back on the bed. "Come on, let's wash up."

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Ky moaned and bowed his head; him and his lover sat outside of the mansion, on a bench. Well more like Bridget was on Ky's lap.

"Oh don't feel too bad Ky! My parents only wanted to have a nice talk with you later on; it won't be too bad...I hope."

The man slumped his shoulders and moaned louder.

"My brother seems to like you; he says that I really picked the cream of the crop!"

The cop opened one eye in annoyance and Bridget kissed him on the cheek. "I'm sore but it was wonderful what we did Ky; I love you and don't regret any of it."

Ky blushed and tousled the darker blond's hair. "I love you too my princess."

"...Princess?" The young teen's right eye twitched.