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A Difficult Position	By : DirtyHentaiGoddess Category: +S through Z > Tales of Symphonia Views: 4643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: A Difficult Position

Authors: Marika!~

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Kratos/Lloyd   (woah, never thought I’d write that one….)

Summary: Someone challenged me to write Kratos/Lloyd. Here it is.

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“Sword rain Gamma!” Lloyd shouted, attempting to stab the air in front of him swiftly. Unfortunately, he didn’t quite do it. Tripping up in the muddy ground around Lake Umacy, Lloyd fell to the ground with a loud squish.

“That’s ‘Sword Rain Alpha,’ but I commend your knowledge of the Greek Alphabet,” said Kratos, folding his arms as he watched Lloyd struggle in the mud.

“Aaw maaan. I’ll never get it…,” Lloyd grumbled, fumbling around. He tried to pick himself up, but found that the ground was even slicker than he’d realized. “W—Woah!”

With another squish, he rolled onto his side.

“What is this?” Lloyd complained, struggling even more.

Deciding that the poor kid needed help (sadly), Kratos walked over to where Lloyd lay in a pitiful heap in the mud, offering the boy his hand. “You shouldn’t play around like that Lloyd.”

Mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like a sarcastic “Thanks for that great advice,” Lloyd took the swordsman’s hand and pulled.

The next thing Kratos knew, he had fallen very ungracefully into the mud next to Lloyd. “Lloyd, what are you doing?!”

“You were the one that offered.” Lloyd glanced at him smugly, very amused with the quasi-angry mud-covered Kratos sitting in front of him.

After numerous attempts, they both managed to pick themselves up out of the mud and get onto drier land. Without a care in the world, Lloyd sighed, “Well, that was a failure. Better be getting back to camp now…”

“Oh no you don’t.” Swiftly, Kratos caught Lloyd by the collar and pulled him backward, only slightly gagging him. “You’re covered in mud. If Raine sees you the way you are now, what do you think will happen?”

Instantly, Lloyd yelped, looking very very scared. “I-I gotcha…” Turning around, he looked at Kratos. “But… what should I do about that?”

Kratos rolled his eyes. “Go bathe. There’s a lake right there.” He said, pointing to the crystal clear waters of Lake Umacy.

Hesitantly, Lloyd walked over to the lake. “But… but you’re just as muddy as I am.”

Why was Lloyd acting so strangely? After a moment’s consideration, Kratos decided that the youth must really dislike bathing. What a son he had.   “Don’t concern yourself with me. What’s important is that you wash yourself clean before the others see you.”

“R-right.” Lloyd nodded, walking up to the edge of the waters. After a glance back at Kratos, he sat down, slowly taking off one boot, and then the other. Setting these two aside, he looked again in Kratos’s direction.

“What is that boy doing?” Kratos groaned inwardly, making a circular ‘carry on’ motion with his hand towards Lloyd. Turning away, he stepped towards the edge of the lake, taking off his own shoes. Chancing a glance over at Lloyd, he noticed that the boy was staring at him yet again, his hands clutching the fabric of his shirt awkwardly as he struggled to remove it. “Why does he keep staring at me?”

“Lloyd.”

At the comment, Lloyd jumped in the air before stammering, “W-what?”

“Did I not tell you not to concern yourself with me?” Kratos sighed, figuring that the boy was a hopeless cause. “I will not suffer Raine’s wrath nearly as much as you will if we return muddy. Now get in the lake.” It sounded a little ridiculous, but Kratos managed to say it with a straight face and point again towards the lake.

Grumbling something again, Lloyd removed more of his clothing until all he had left to remove were his boxers. Quickly rinsing off his clothing in the lake, he hung them on some nearby tree limbs to dry. Then, stepping up to the edge of the lake again, a hesitant feeling enveloped him once again. He couldn’t say why, but for some reason, he was extremely nervous about removing that last article of clothing and entering the lake. Uncertainly, he glanced at Kratos again.

By this time, Kratos had already rinsed his clothes, hung them to dry, entered the lake, and washed most of the mud off his body in the water. It took him a few moments to realize that Lloyd was yet again staring awkwardly at him. “Lloyd. Really. You’re not in pre-school anymore. Do you not understand how to bathe? Or must I teach you that as well?”

The comment brought a furious blush to Lloyd’s cheeks and he turned away. “I can bathe on my own, thank you very much!” Then, as if he were proving a point, he threw off the boxers and jumped into the lake, fully submerging, and even sending a splash-wave Kratos’s way.

Frowning at the intrusive water, the older man just continued to rub off the mud that Lloyd had so kindly put in his hair.

“Hey Kratos, can I ask you something?” Lloyd asked, appearing suddenly behind Kratos.

“What is it?” The swordsman glanced behind him, wondering just how Lloyd had made it across the lake so fast.

“I… I’m feeling weird… but I don’t know why.” He began to speak slowly, a sure sign that he was thinking things outloud. And poorly.

“Are you sick?” Immediately, Kratos turned around in concern, touching a hand to the boy’s forehead. “No… you don’t have a fever.”

“No, I’m ok that way…. But… there’s something right here,” Lloyd touched a hand to his chest. “… that feels strange.”

“…maybe you have pneumonia. Are you breathing all right?” He asked, removing his hand from Lloyd’s head.

“Yes yes... it doesn’t hurt, it just… tingles… sometimes…” Lloyd paused, furrowing his brows in deep thought. “…and not just there, it spreads through my body, everywhere.”

Kratos was running out of diseases to give Lloyd. Even so, his concern for the boy made him probe further. “Is this ‘tingling’ uncomfortable?”

“Not always… sometimes… but it feels warm and comfortable sometimes too…” Lloyd continued.

Kratos wondered silently, “Warm and comfortable? What illness could he possibly…”

“…and it only happens when I’m with you.” Lloyd stated.

“Oh no…” Kratos breathed, panic slightly lacing his words as he took a step backwards. He knew all too well what was ‘wrong’ with Lloyd.

His own son had feelings for him. And not just any feelings. Special feelings… feelings of Love.

“What? Did you figure it out?” Lloyd looked hopefully up at Kratos, not understanding why the other man had taken a step backwards.

He shook his head, fixing Lloyd with his best attempt at a stern glare. At least, the best he could after hearing this shocking and horrible news. “Lloyd, you must ignore that feeling.”

The brown haired boy tilted his head to the side. “Kratos I don’t understand… it’s a feeling? What are you saying?”

Realizing that by speaking he was making it worse, Kratos did all he could. Back up further. “Yes, umm… no. Just… don’t think about it, and maybe it will go away on its own.”

“Kratos… what do you mean? You’re confusing me.” Lloyd spoke, stepping forward towards the other man, hoping to get an answer out of him. “It’s a good feeling right? Why should I make it go away?”

“Because it’s bad for you.” Kratos replied, backing just a bit further until suddenly he felt a sharp drop-off behind him. Chancing a glance behind him, he noticed that he stood at the edge of a steep underwater cliff. If he took another step backwards, things wouldn’t be pretty. “Now, just listen to me and forget about all of those feelings.”

“Feelings? Now there’s more than one?” Lloyd concentrated, placing a hand on his chin in thought. “More than one… and they don’t hurt… they just make me feel nervous…”

Deciding that he shouldn’t say any more, Kratos stood helplessly at the edge of the drop-off, waiting for Lloyd to either listen to him, or come to some sort of conclusion.

“They feel warm a lot of the time… they feel right… and it only happens when I’m with you…” The wheels in Lloyd’s head slowly ticked onwards. “….only when I’m with you… and nobody else…”

Lloyd was coming to a really slow conclusion, and Kratos could feel his patience wearing thin. Especially since this was such a delicate situation.

“…I never felt this way with anybody else before… not Colette… not Genis…” He continued to wonder. “….but it’s not a bad feeling…. It’s a good feeling… and…”

Kratos couldn’t take it any longer. With an agitated sigh, he exclaimed, “You’re in love Lloyd!”

Startled, Lloyd’s gaze shot up to meet Kratos’s. “Love?” How could he be in love with a boy? It didn’t make sense to him.

“Yes. Love. For a boy your age, it is perfectly natural to have… tendencies towards the opposite or same sex…” Kratos said, feeling very awkward lecturing his son in this manner. Especially since Lloyd was in love with him. “…but I must warn you that…”

“I’m in love with you!” Finally Lloyd understood, a happiness shining in his eyes that made Kratos want to die. He couldn’t let his own son fall in love with him! He couldn’t! “I love you!”

“No… you don’t. You really don’t.” He shook his head again, feeling more helpless than he had felt in ages.

“But you just said I do, didn’t you?” Lloyd took another step forward, closing the gap between them. Lloyd’s brown hair, usually a mess of spikes, had fallen down from the weight of the water, reminding Kratos all too much of what his own hair had looked like when he was Lloyd’s age.

No, this wasn’t right. He couldn’t let Lloyd be in love with him. “I did, but you didn’t let me finish. You can’t be in love with me because I’m your fa…” Kratos stopped talking, barely stopping himself from causing a terrible catastrophe. If Lloyd discovered that he was his father right now, then that would not only raise a commotion with the others, but it would be even harder on the boy when Kratos inevitably betrayed them. No, he couldn’t let his son suffer through that.

“You’re my what?” The boy asked, confused again.

“I’m your friend’s bodyguard, and that would make things awkward.” Kratos finished lamely. Inwardly, he smacked himself for the slip of tongue.

To this, Lloyd smiled. “That’s ok, I’m sure Colette wouldn’t mind if she knew. And… I’m sorry Kratos, but there’s something I have to do…” Without any more warning, Lloyd grabbed Kratos’s shoulders, pulling him down low enough that he could catch the mercenary’s lips with his own.

Shocked by his son’s boldness, Kratos stood frozen in place in the water, allowing his son to press his soft lips to his own, tasting the flavor of another person’s mouth for the first time.

Caught in the blissful moment, Lloyd curled an arm around Kratos’s neck, pulling him a little closer as he continued to share his first kiss. Lloyd had no doubts now. He really was in love with Kratos. As the tender kiss broke, he gazed affectionately into Kratos’s surprised brown eyes. “Kratos… I love you.”

Lloyd was surprisingly persistent about this, reminding Kratos all too much of Yuan. Throwing the half-elf out of his mind, Kratos gazed powerlessly at his son. Lloyd had really fallen for him, and there didn’t seem to be anything he could do about it. He could see from the genuine happiness in Lloyd’s eyes that he was truly in love. “Great… what should I do now?” Kratos thought to himself. “Lloyd, you shouldn’t love me. You really shouldn’t.”

“But… why?” The boy thought about this for a minute before coming to a conclusion. With a crestfallen look, he asked, “Is it because… you don’t care about me too?”

“No! That’s not it at all!” Kratos responded instinctively before really thinking that through. Again, he cursed himself. Had he thought about it enough, he would have realized that by hurting the boy just a little bit by saying he didn’t care about him, he could have kept Lloyd safely away from him. But as it now stood…..

“Oh good! Then you won’t mind if I do this again.” With even less hesitation than the first time, Lloyd threw both arms around Kratos, leaping into the swordsman’s arms, and attacking his mouth with a sloppy but passionate kiss.

Kratos thought he was going to die. As he stumbled carefully forward, away from the underwater cliff, he held Lloyd in his arms. “Maybe he just needs to get this out of his system.” He thought hopefully, allowing the teen to continue kissing him. Without thought, he began to return Lloyd’s kisses, their lips and tongues both craving the other’s more with each passing minute.

After a little while, Kratos began to grow a bit alarmed again. Lloyd was still kissing him just as much as before, but now he was beginning to slide his fingers along Kratos’s back, pulling their bodies ever so slightly together. But this was not what alarmed the swordsman the most.

Lloyd was beginning to get aroused.

He could feel the pulsing of the boy’s slowly hardening member against his stomach. With one final kiss, he dropped the boy down to his feet. “Lloyd, we shouldn’t do this anymore.”

“Why? You don’t like it?” He asked back naively.

Kratos couldn’t deny that it felt really good to kiss someone again, even if that someone was his son. But he already felt horrible for stealing away the boy’s first kiss. Things would only get worse if he took the boy’s innocence from him too.

Before he could say anything, Lloyd continued to talk, placing a soft kiss on Kratos’s cheek as he hugged the swordsman, his growing need pressing into Kratos’s thigh. “I… don’t know why… but I really want to keep doing this.” Looking up at him pleadingly, he murmured softly, “Please Kratos?   I want to love you…”

It might have been his imagination, but Kratos could have sworn that he felt Lloyd press his now fully erect self against him even harder.

It couldn’t have turned him on more.

Shakily, he pet the back of Lloyd’s wet hair with a hand, holding the boy close to him in a tight embrace with the other. After kissing the boy on his brow, he pulled him in close to nuzzle his damp hair.

He felt sinful for his body’s desires. He had wanted the boy so badly, from the moment they had begun to kiss, but it wasn’t until now that he actually began to consider taking him for his own. “Lloyd, I want to but…”

“Please?” There he went again, pleading and looking up at the conflicted swordsman with cute eyes. This time, he was certain that he felt Lloyd press his arousal harder into his thigh. “I… I’d really like to keep doing this…”

“I… want to too…” At this point, Kratos thought that his nonchalant sex life over the past 4000 years had been a very bad influence on him. He had claimed Yuan many times over for much less than the seductive begging that Lloyd was giving him now. Despite his better judgment, he could feel the burning flame of desire begin to well inside him. Desire for a sinful and dirty path. Desire for his son.

“Good…” Lloyd took a short breath, rubbing his need once against Kratos. “…you’re older than me… you probably know how this is supposed to work…”

“I do, but… are you sure you want to do this?” Kratos asked, the question more a plea than anything else. He could feel his body responding to Lloyd already, and there was no way that the boy couldn’t feel that as well.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Slowly, Lloyd nodded, looking down at Kratos’s erection through the crystal clear water of the lake. He seemed oddly relieved to see it there. Gently, he reached down, grasping the swollen flesh in his hand. “I was worried that you didn’t feel the same way about me.”

In truth, he hadn’t. In fact, he still didn’t. But there was no way that he could tell Lloyd that. Not now, and especially not when the boy was running his fingers deliciously up and down the length of his member. Despite the fierce protesting of his body, he murmured, “Lloyd… don’t feel obligated.”

“What do you mean? Don’t you want this too?” The boy asked.

“I do, but… I won’t love you any less if we stop this now.” Kratos paused, his breath catching in his throat. Again, his careless love life had led him astray. How many people had he told that he loved them when he didn’t really mean it?   In this case, he did love Lloyd, but certainly not in this way.

The teen seemed to like hearing those words though, his hand pulling the skin on Kratos’s length a little bit harder than before. He leaned up, staring into Kratos’s eyes for just a moment before kissing his lips again, as if he had made some sort of pact. “Kratos, show me what to do.”

With a quick nod, Kratos confirmed his ticket to hell. “Do you want to do this in the water?”

Looking doubtfully at the water around him, Lloyd answered, “…maybe the really shallow water over there?”

Carrying the boy back to shallow waters, he sat him down in water only a couple inches deep. “Is this good?” Without waiting for the boy to respond, he took Lloyd’s arousal in his hand, pumping it lightly while placing a soft kiss in his hair.

Gasping at the sudden contact, Lloyd nodded furiously.   “Yes, this is good… ohh-keep… keep doing that…”

Happy to oblige him, at least for the time being, Kratos continued to run his fingers up and down Lloyd’s length. Meanwhile, he trailed gentle kisses down the boy’s cheek and neck.

Lloyd threw his arms around him, holding tight to his back again as he shut his eyes. “nnn… Kratos… that feels ….”

“Good?” With a small smirk, Kratos finished the sentence for him, his tongue lightly flecking one of Lloyd’s nipples, and then the other. He could feel Lloyd growing even harder, a sign that he wasn’t going to last much longer.

Kratos’s first instinct was to grab the boy’s arousal tightly, forcing him to stave off his release for later, but he quickly reprimanded himself for this thought. No, he wanted only the best for Lloyd. Even if that meant the boy had an early release. “I can show you something much better…” Gently, he removed Lloyd’s hands from his back, and began to trail kisses down the boy’s abdomen and closer to his erection.

“K-Kratos! Are you sure you should…” The teen stammered.

“Lloyd, don’t be alarmed. This won’t hurt either of us at all.” Certain that Lloyd would think no more of it once he started, Kratos licked the tip of Lloyd’s erection. A light gasp from Lloyd only encouraged him on.

He knew that the teen was unbearably close, and probably in a bit of pain from it by now. Without any more hesitation, he wrapped his lips around the arousal in front of him and took Lloyd fully in his mouth and down his throat.

For a moment, he wished that he had Yuan’s skills at giving people head, but then he remembered that this was Lloyd’s first time, and that the boy would probably be more than happy with whatever he got. Trying to imitate his friend as much as he could, he sucked on Lloyd’s member gently at first, then harder as he pulled Lloyd out of his mouth. Kissing the tip of the hardness, he looked up at him. One glance at those half-lidded eyes told him that Lloyd was really enjoying himself. “Shall I continue?”

“Please… don’t stop…” The younger swordsman murmured, feeling deprived now that Kratos’s mouth wasn’t around him anymore.

That was enough to encourage Kratos on. With renewed dedication, he took Lloyd in his mouth again, his fingers lightly caressing the teen’s thighs as he dipped his head up and down. He could taste Lloyd’s essence on his tongue now, and he knew it was only a matter of time before the younger swordsman could take no more.

Sure enough, Lloyd began to thrash his feet in the water, gripping Kratos’s shoulders and hair. He’d never had anyone do this for him before, and Kratos seemed to really know what he was doing. The mercenary’s tongue skillfully manipulated the most sensitive parts of his sex, licking his needy member and driving him closer and closer to the brink of sanity.

Panting heavily, he gripped Kratos’s skin even tighter. Lloyd wanted to hold on. He didn’t want to come in the mouth of the man he had just found out he loved.

Lloyd was being especially resilient. Taking a deep breath, Kratos fully took Lloyd in again, sucking hard on his member, swallowing the hard flesh over and over while keeping the boy down his throat. It nearly made him gag. How the hell was Yuan able to do this so easily?!

That was just too much for Lloyd. With a loud and trembling cry, he came, forcefully spilling his seed down Kratos’s throat.

As usual, Kratos licked up every drop of the precious saline tasting fluid, noting that it was extremely thick. This was definitely Lloyd’s first time.

Feeling extremely guilty for doing that to his son, Kratos sat up on his knees, pressing Lloyd down so that he could lay back in the shallow water.   The teen was still breathing hard, not accustomed to this at all. “Lay back Lloyd, you should relax and catch your breath for a minute.”

“Ok…” The boy murmured, laying on his back, feeling the water of the lake swish lazily through his hair and around his body. He never imagined that something could feel that good.

With a sigh, Kratos noted that Lloyd had closed his eyes, not a good sign at all. Even though he had just told Lloyd to relax, he couldn’t allow the boy to rest for long. If Lloyd fell asleep here, in the water, not only would he probably get sick, but there was a good chance that someone would come looking for them later…

But despite all the negatives, he couldn’t help but admire the beautiful body in front of him. Lloyd was very cute… he really wouldn’t mind screwing him into the ground….

“What am I thinking?!!” Kratos thought sharply, reprimanding himself. Then, realizing that he was probably thinking that because he was still fully erect, he sighed. “No. I’m not letting my libido get the better of me.”

Frowning, he lay down in the cool water next to Lloyd. Once he calmed down enough, those thoughts would go away. And hopefully, Lloyd would forget about this mess entirely. He could move on and find someone else to love. Colette… or maybe Genis if he preferred males. Even that idiot chosen from Tethe’alla would be better than himself.

“I am his father. I can’t take advantage of him like that…” Kratos thought with despair, as he realized that his hardness was going nowhere fast.

Deciding that it wouldn’t be such a bad thing, the swordsman turned on his side, pulling Lloyd in for a gentle hug.

When he felt the arms around him, Lloyd woke up again, and shook the sleepiness from his head. “Kratos? What are you…”

With a start, Lloyd sat back up quickly. Reaching down to touch Kratos’s stiff member, he spoke with concern, “Oh no! I forgot about you… your needs…”

“Lloyd, it’s ok.” Kratos said calmly. Maybe it would have been better to let the boy sleep.

“No it’s not ok… it’s bad to get something and not give something in return, isn’t it?” Softly, he began to rub Kratos’s length again, making the older man want to shiver with pleasure. “I.. I want to do what you did for me.”

The elder swordsman’s eyebrows knit with concern. “Lloyd, you really shouldn’t do that.” Even if it would feel really good… if Lloyd could pull it off.

As Kratos watched Lloyd practically dive onto him, he knew what would happen. With a sigh, he pulled a choking and gasping Lloyd off of him. “Didn’t I tell you not to do that?”

“I… I’m sorry Kratos…” Lloyd looked away, sadness in his eyes. “I really want to show you that I love you, but… but I can’t do anything!” Angrily, he pressed a hand into the water, splashing them both a bit.

He knew he shouldn’t do it. He really shouldn’t. But for that one crucial moment, Kratos’s heart went out to Lloyd, and his own desires got the better of him. “Lloyd… there is another way.”

Lloyd looked up with newfound hope. “There is?”

“Yes, I… I can show you… if that’s what you really want.” Kratos spoke hesitantly.

“Anything Kratos.” The boy responded, full of confidence now. He leaned over Kratos, brushing his fingers along the muscular abdomen and chest as he placed a better kiss on his lips. When it came to working with his hands and body, Lloyd was really a fast learner.

As the kiss ended, Kratos took Lloyd by his sides, and carefully flipped him over, so that he layed on his back in the shallow water again. “Ok Lloyd, I will show you, but if you ever feel uncomfortable with anything, let me know right away.”

“Ok.” Lloyd responded simply. He really wondered what it was he could do for Kratos while laying down like this, but he knew better than to doubt the mercenary’s knowledge. He seemed to know quite a few things.

Leaning over Lloyd again, he pressed his lips to the boy’s. He knew that what he was about to do was the most wrong thing he could ever do, but they had come so far already. There was no stopping this now.

Lloyd was eagerly responding to Kratos, kissing him with enthusiasm, and even making soft noises in the back of his throat.

Slowly, Kratos rubbed his hand along Lloyd’s abdomen. Then he worked his way down around his soft member, pulling the skin there a couple more times to awaken it again. Cupping the boy’s bottom, he slid his finger around the rim of Lloyd’s hidden entrance.

Lloyd really didn’t know what Kratos was doing touching his bottom like that, but he decided not to question the elder swordsman. He wanted to show him his love, and if this needed to happen, then so be it.

“Lloyd… this might feel a little strange… but don’t worry, just relax. I promise not to hurt you.” Whispering these words softly to him, Kratos gently eased a single digit into Lloyd.

Immediately, Lloyd clenched around the invading digit. “W-what??!” Shutting his eyes tightly, he willed himself to relax around the finger. Kratos wouldn’t hurt him, he promised.

Once he felt Lloyd relax a little, Kratos moved his finger in and out of the boy slowly, hugging Lloyd close to him while he did so. He could feel Lloyd’s fingers clench around his hair and shoulder every time he slid his finger into him. Knowing that Lloyd was a virgin, he took things very slowly, despite his body’s desires.   “Does it hurt?”

“N-no…” Lloyd stammered. He honestly didn’t see what this was supposed to do, but he allowed Kratos to do what he wanted. He could handle the uncomfortable feeling of one, then two fingers sliding in and out of him. He could bear it for the one he loved.

Suddenly, Lloyd threw his head back, a sharp cry escaping him. Immediately, he felt Kratos’s fingers freeze where they were. “N-no… don’t stop… that felt…”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Kratos finished the sentence for him again, with the same adjective. “Good?” He knew now why Lloyd had cried out. Calmly, he tried to find the teen’s sweet spot again.

It almost felt dirty, feeling his own body respond each time Lloyd shivered and mewled with pleasure. Lloyd was fully prepared now, his arousal once again fully grown. Gently, he removed his fingers.

Lloyd looked perplexed. Forcing himself to put his instincts aside, he leaned over Lloyd, closing his eyes momentarily when their erections touched. “Lloyd… I’ll ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Kratos…?” Lloyd’s response placed an instantaneous chill onto Kratos’s heart, but Lloyd’s smile and his next words soon calmed his nerves. “…of course I want you to. I love you, remember?”

How could he forget?

“Very well.” Without wasting any more time, he positioned himself in front of Lloyd’s entrance and slowly pushed himself into the teen’s inviting warmth.

“Nng!” Lloyd’s eyes snapped shut, turning his head to the side. It hurt. A lot. But when he felt Kratos pause again, he forced his eyes open, a pained smile on his lips. “W-why… are you stopping?”

The look in the teen’s austere brown eyes shone of innocent, yet pained desire. Kratos couldn’t deny him any longer. He dipped one hand into the shallow water, bracing himself on the sand below, and slowly started moving his hips to a gentle rhythm. His other hand grasped Lloyd’s erection, teasing it to the same beat.

It wasn’t long before he found himself moving quicker, lust for something he never thought he could have burning through his body.

Kratos hadn’t realized that he’d closed his eyes until he opened them, finding Lloyd’s flushed face mirroring his own desperate need.

“K-Kratos!” Lloyd gasped as he came in Kratos’s hand and onto his own chest.

The sight and the culmination of everything they had shared the last few minutes was enough to put Kratos over the edge too. “Nng-!”

Kratos was silent for a moment afterwards, removing himself from Lloyd. Gently, he kissed the boy’s brow again. “I love you Lloyd.”

Lloyd chuckled lightly. “You know I love you too.”

Oh he knew. Lloyd loved him far too much. Kratos reflected on this as they lay naked in the shallow waters of the lake, letting the clear water slowly rinse them clean.

Lloyd would be very hurt when the time came for his inevitable betrayal, but there was no other choice. Like it or not, he had to leave his son for a while.

The boy wouldn’t understand, and after this, he would probably be so torn that he would resort to hatred.

“Good… he’s better off that way. He can move on then, and find someone else to love.” Kratos thought to himself. For some strange guilty reason, the thought saddened him, but he knew that Lloyd would never be his to truly love.

After all, he was in a very difficult position.
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