This mature fic written by FireWithinMidnight who wrote "Shards of Life" was published by me on her behalf. I did not write this, she did so don't go around saying I stole her story. You can verify with her for proof. I did not write the story but I did come up with the title for her. So please don't make both of us mad.

FireWithinMidnight: Hello!

So, this is my first 18+ fanfic, except not really: this small "series" was originally a one-shot I commissioned from Dayami-chan on DeviantArt. I then commissioned more chapters until the writer decided to accept another kind of currency; since I didn't want to leave this hanging and incomplete, I decided to write the rest of the chapters myself.

…However, it's the first time I write porn, so it's probably not going to be so good.

Dayami-chan wrote 5 chapters (which I merely edited to keep out typos and minor problems) –however, there will be extra chapters written by me between them, until the original material runs out and the rest will be completely my work.

The following first chapter of the story has been written by Dayami-chan and edited by me. Neither of us own ToS or its characters, nor I'm gaining money from this story.

"Back door!"
"Front door!"
"Guards are going to be by the front, it's way too obvious!"
"Guys," Genis held his hands up hesitantly and fanned them lightly as if it would cool the hot-headed fighting pair down. He chuckled nervously at his failed attempts. "G-Guys! We have a job to do?"
Raine pulled a face and tore her eyes away from her friend's delightfully chocolate tinted ones and pointed in the direction where the wind was blowing. "We should go round the back." A light breeze pushed her hair to the side. "We might as well turn ourselves in if we're to go through the main entrance! Something wrong is going to happen, I feel it."
There was a pause before Lloyd pulled a face, folding his arms. "You feel everything!"
"And I'm usually right! Was the entrance of the Palmacosta ranch devoid of guards?" Raine retorted, frowning.

"And yet we got in easily! What makes you think we can't do it again?"
"Guys!" Genis grunted and growled that they were being childish and ridiculous before he was pulled back from the fray by Colette. They had been journeying for days upon never-ending days and were starting to get tired of each others' presences; Lloyd's stupid idea just added to it.
"They'll work it out," Colette whispered innocently, smiling down reassuringly at the elven boy, who was huffing in a clearly irritated fashion. She nodded when Sheena interrupted that they had to invade enemy territory quickly before the ear-piercing ruckus reached the ears of the Asgard guards. Raine pinched the bridge of her nose.
"You're so stubborn," Raine said, before staring in horror as Lloyd had spun away from her and jumped his way up on the wall to an window-looking opening. He squeezed his skinny wrist through the foolishly open aperture and grinned down at her.

"Lloyd, what are you doing-!" Sheena began to scream, but Kratos silenced her immediately by pressing a hand on her mouth. He was frowning at the twin swordsman as well, hissing something between his clenched teeth.
Lloyd winked as his fingers stretched for the latch to unlock the whole window pane. He successfully managed to push the dusty glass out of the way and presented the huge hole in the wall to his party. "I'm impulsive. Sue me," he chuckled, reaching a hand down.
"That you are, fool!"
A dark, gloved hand snatched Lloyd's wrist and he went flying backwards into the building. At the same time, previously invisible presences leaped on each member of the group, successfully dividing them from the others despite them being so near to each others. Then they all disappeared from view, leaving nothing but a speck of dust in their trail in a matter of seconds.

"Grand Cardinal Kvar!"
"Mm.." Another gloved hand, brown this time, attempted to rake through slick sandy-coloured hair and he propped his chin up with the heel of his hand. "What is it?" he droned at the guard with permanently unimpressed eyes.
"We've obtained some intruders-"
"Urgh, I thought it was something important," Kvar scoffed and turned back to his work, scribbling equation after formula to test out next. He was undoubtedly disinterested in prisoners, standard sub-creatures that required minimum nourishment before they could have been harvested. They took up space and food and were as boring as a common stone for him. "Unless they're useful for my experiments, use them as host bodies," he stated plainly.
The guard shuffled on the spot and scratched his pointed ear. "Well, you see..."
"You're still here?"
"It's the Chosen One's group, and there's a brown-haired human boy, wearing all red. He's undoubtedly Criminal #0074, Lloyd Irving, and…" he turned around to double-check no one was listening in on his observations. He was an old Desian, he had seen many things in Kvar's laboratory, and he specially remembered a certain young human girl, the only survivor of Kvar's greatest project.

After freezing for a moment, Cardinal Kvar slowly leaned in closer. The guard gulped, stumbling on his words as cold sweat run down below his helmet; capturing Lord Kvar's attention was never a good thing. "He… Looks a lot like... A012," he whispered quietly "Sir."
WHAT?

"Oh." A tiny smirk implanted itself on his lips as he suppressed his actual surprise; Kvar brushed his long fingers across his chin, his dark eyes gazing at an inexistent point while thoughts ran amuck in his head. "How interesting..." a barely audible chuckle followed such statement.
"Would you like me to summon him for you?"
"Yes-"

"Grand Cardinal! Grand Cardinal Kvar! It's A012! She's escaping-!

A deep and disgusted grimace glowered on Kvar's face, a dark cloud forming in his empty heart. He rose from his desk, intentionally knocking his chair backwards with brute force. "Yes. Summon him at once."

Lloyd knawed at the rope that bore into his skin. They were starting to burn even though they'd been in place for about ten seconds, during which the guards had him stripped of all his weaponry and communication devices.
"Shi-Sh!t..." he growled, wriggling around. His eyes scanned the dim, closed off room hopefully for something -anything- that could get him out of the bounds. His teeth were no where near enough, and his group mates were nowhere to be seen. "They must keep a lotta prisoners here, huh. To get so good at binding," he snarled before his head was yanked up fiercely.
Whoa! Where'd you come from! he yelped and winced as he was clutched by strands of his brown hair. "G-Gurh.."
"Eeh, he really does look like that woman, doesn't he?"
That woman?
The brunette was forced back to reality and he roared out loud in pain as he was carted along by the hair out the door of the prison. "Don't yank on my hair, dammit!"
"You've got a filthy mouth for a human," the second guard hissed but paused, allowing the boy to clamber onto his feet before he changed his mind.
Lloyd snorted, awkwardly stumbling behind the first guard who'd come to collect him, arms raised and bound above his head. "Like you'd expect anything more from a 'stupid human'," he grumbled only to be met with two dirty sniggers of agreement.
"I change my mind." A hand smacked down hard on Lloyd's aching head. "You're a pretty smart human."
Don't touch me with those hands…
He spat on the floor as he walked and was thankfully not punished for his crude behaviour.
Damn Desian...

"Grand Cardinal Kvar!"
It wasn't the guard's shout which first grabbed Kvar's attention; instead, he instantaneously turned to see the young teen that had been roughly shoved on the hard floor. He waved at the guards to back away further as he didn't avert his gaze from the boy, a faint sparkle lighting his eyes as he took a step closer.
Lloyd flinched as soon as Kvar's dark presence descended on him; that, and his steps were the only noise it could be heard in the room. He tried to raise his head, but he couldn't see anything above the man's knees. "What have you done with my friends!" he yelled.
Kvar wasn't listening. His face grew excited as he slowly sauntered and kneeled over the prisoner; slowly, ever so slowly, the guards looked at each other and walked backward, shutting the door closed after exiting the room.

The Grand Cardinal paid no attention to them. His eyes gawked at the boy's face before he finally got to touch it, coarse gloved fingers scratching against Lloyd's smooth skin. His breathing hitched for a second as he leaned in further, invading the boy's space with his hands and his own face, which was an inch or so away.
Lloyd winced, shacking his head vigorously to get that intrusive hand off. His wounds throbbed from being wrenched so hard previously by the guards. "T-Tch..."
"Imbeciles…" Kvar purred, his aroused fingers massaging at the boy's head and a sick smile beamed at the brunette. "How could they hurt Anna's precious son?"
The boy gasped. "You… You know my mother?" he breathed hostile, only to be met with a sudden frown and an demonic hair-pull. Lloyd could feel his hair follicles dying by the hundreds and he watched a handful of lush brown locks literally drift to the floor.
Kvar smiled again, a different smile, a cold smile, and flattened Lloyd's hair down with two hard hands before hissing at him, "Oh, you look just like her."

The half-elf released the boy's head, which seemed to be buzzing and tingling from the sudden hair removal. He briefly squashed Lloyd's cheeks together, causing them to go a little red. "You look just as hard-headed as she was too."
Lloyd huffed, lowering his head. "What... Do you know about my mother?"
Kvar watched him with lazy red eyes turned furious. He grabbed the brunette's neck and those vicious crimson eyes bulged. "Your mother cost me about a thousand men and my project. Why? What do you know about her?" The Cardinal's grip tightened violently, cutting off Lloyd's breathing. Kvar sunk his nail in the tender flesh briefly before freeing the fragile organ from his grasp. The gagging noise aggravated him.
Lloyd inhaled a blessed breath of air as if it would be his last. It very well could be for him. "I'm not responsible for what my mother did to you," he wheezed, arms numbing from the lack of blood that was supposed to pump through them. He shivered, feeling a chill up his spin when the Cardinal smiled. His gleams were the one thing Lloyd was desperate to get away from.
"Oh no..." Kvar murmured, chuckling lightly in his throat. He swiftly made his way behind the boy and forced his head down, smacking it against the floor.

"I have over ten years of pure hatred to pound into your thick-"

Smack!

"-damn-"

Smack!

"-skull!"
Lloyd shook his head, trying to not mind the buzzing pain filling his brain. He winced again, pulling on his knees –and then he gasped, a hand reaching underneath him and unsnapping his dungarees. He found himself sinking further into the floor as his legs were spread against his will. Fingers prodded at his dormant shaft and tickled it awake between his thighs. "What are you-"
"And that demon of your father," Kvar spat, disregarding the boy's frantic squeal, "You're the son of a traitor, human boy! All that I could've accomplished with your mother in my possession," Kvar hissed, straightening up. He was on his knees behind Lloyd, curled over his body and running his fingers along the brunette's length. When he felt his gloves become a little damp he worked his hand faster, squeezing at the base of the cock. He snickered at Lloyd's failed attempts to arch his back, trying to pull away from him, only to crush against the front of his armour. Kvar was a barrier and until he was finished and more or less satisfied, Lloyd was going no where.
"Gh... Guh..." Lloyd stifled his groans in his throat and tried to shake his numbed arms back into existence. It was the only distraction he could find to take him mind off Cardinal Kvar's hands. "Damn… Desian..."
Unlike before, Kvar smirked and shoved Lloyd's dungarees down, revealing a bare behind ripe for the picking. Kvar traced over it and claimed a light shudder. He removed his left glove and dragged his naked hand up the brunette's body before moistening it with Lloyd's spit, loving how the boy hadn't any sense to bite him and just let his fingers play with his tongue and tease it evilly. The same hand found its way back to Lloyd's back door, exactly the way that should've been taken. He poked two fingers in the boy's entrance, listening to the boy's blissful cries of whatever dirty emotions he was feeling as the length under his fingers hardened. "What a lewd body you have. Even though I'm the enemy, a 'damn Desian', you can't help but get so..." he licked his lips. "…Hard..."
Lloyd screamed inwardly. Or he thought he did. His walls were pushed back and formed around Kvar's long fingers. His tight opening was being stretched so far and so fast too quickly; the tears in his eyes soon stained his cheeks and were the only thing keeping him cool, until he broke into a sweat. His head was tucked into his chest and he was panting hard and ragged, aiding in heating up his whole body.

"You didn't inherit only your mother's look, boy…"
Lloyd gulped down whatever remark lingered on his tongue, trying his best to stay silent and keep his breathing normal as the Grand Cardinal thrust his fingers in. His back was going numb despite how he could feel a small trickle of blood leaking on the half-elf's appendages.

"Gh-!" the twin swordsman bit on his bottom lip. "S-stop it, now!" he ordered, but all he got was a cruel chuckle from the Cardinal as this one explored the boy's backside more viciously.

After a few minutes, Kvar ultimately got weary of the current situation; he whipped out the small and jammed in the large, filling all of the space he'd just created inside Lloyd.

"Ahh… Ah-Ah-haAHH!"

The boy's eyes widened to their limits as he screamed at the top of his lungs, pain shooting through his whole body from the backside. More blood seeped from fresh wounds, which soaked the Cardinal's hard member before running down the boy's inner thigh. "S-stop! Stop!" Lloyd cried out in fear and pain as Kvar held his waist firmly, not letting the boy pull away from him. "No, no- Stop stop STOP STOP!"

But the half-elf didn't listen –no, he laughed at the boy's desperate pleads as he plunged in once more. Lloyd cringed anew, frantically moving and shaking around to relieve the pressure and discomfort-

"Ah-!" he screwed his eyes shut, face warming up in shameful recognition of his moan; his hips jerked again when Kvar wrapped around his leaking shaft and swirled his thumb on its tip. "N-no, no! Stop it!" Lloyd found himself sobbing, unable to free himself or his arms and to escape from the Grand Cardinal's grasp. He wept even more as burning lust began to creep from his groin, making him twitch unconsciously.

"What is this… Moving on your own, inferior?" the half-elf purred in the boy's ear; his free hand grabbed the boy's shoulder and steadily shoved it against the floor, his other hand quickening its motion on Lloyd's need. The twin swordsman jumped again below the Cardinal; although he was still begging for him to stop, stop it please, he couldn't help but pant and moan every time he squeezed his member.

"Stop it? Are you sure?"

Lloyd nodded hysterically, swallowing his pride.

Kvar's dry tongue scraped his lower lip and pulled back, letting his member slip out; as Lloyd was going to catch his breath in relief –he froze, the Cardinal gripping and stroking his manhood harder than before. "No, no-!"

"You're not going anywhere, inferior being."

The Cardinal's last words were low, barely muttered against the boy's ear; they were cold and sharper than any blade Lloyd had ever used before. However, the twin swordsman didn't have the time to panic or desperate and found himself shoved further on the floor, the Cardinal pounding into him ruthlessly.

"N-no… Please st-!"
Hot seed spilled everywhere as the boy wheezed like the air itself was strangling him; even after that, the half-elf didn't let go of his cock, instead he kept on massaging it to make even more seed leak off it –as Lloyd's body had tensed at the sudden release.
The Cardinal tilted his head back and he gave out an inward sigh, coming into the stretched space; a few drops squirmed out the sides past their intimately connected area, meshing themselves with the young's drying blood. Nevertheless, Kvar kept on thrusting into Lloyd -albeit much gentler now, his shaft soaked thoroughly in waste.

As the world came back in focus, the Cardinal's attention was captured by the boy's left hand. He pushed his body closer to it, gaining an exhausted grunt from the boy.
Lloyd's locked wrists were then held high, but his dull eyes and limbs didn't react. His whole body ached and hurt, specially his rear –he could feel it, he could feel the blood and seed pouring out on his legs –pouring from where he had been violated. It had to be a dream, it couldn't be real –yes, he wasn't there. He was with his friends. They were fixing something to eat and he had just taken a nap-

"A012."

It was the last thing the boy heard before slipping unconscious.
Grande Cardinal Kvar laughed as he gazed at the exsphere, which seemed to glitter in front of his eyes. He took note of how easily he had come to it, which widened his grin even more. "Silly Anna," he hummed, thumb skimming over the stone. "Looks like you're back. What pointless few years we were apart, hm? The only thing of benefit you ended up having was an impulsive hard-headed son," he thrust into Lloyd again, who quietly squeaked in his sleep.

"Don't worry about your debts anymore, inferior; I'll make sure your son pays for each one of them on your behalf."