Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Undesirable ❯ Undesirable ( Chapter 1 )

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Rating: NC-17

Warning: rape, bondage, etc...

Summary: Frank Archer wanted Al. Little did Al know, his superior had already turned into a homunculus.

AU: An inspiration from my other fic 'The Lost Heaven'

 

Al struggled fruitlessly from the webs of confinement which pulled his limbs in spread eagle manner. Blood tricked down his forehead as he glared at the man before him who did not look human anymore. His red coat was missing when he woke from his unconsciousness. Before him, his captive smiled and flashed his lance-like weapon from his fingers just like what Lust used to do in the past.

 

"You... you are the replaced Lust." Al said, almost exhaustedly. He knew the man had been eyeing him for a long time and his newly instilled power only made Al's situation worse.

 

"I'm surprised it took you so long to realise that and I have thought you were supposed to be intelligent!" The man grinned darkly. Al suddenly felt coolness on his flesh as the man abruptly pulled the front of his shirt and torn it down with his blade-like fingers.

 

Flashback...

 

"I need you to see me in my office, Soul Alchemist." stated Colonel Frank Archer who had mysteriously returned from the battle field. Al looked up from his paper works and followed him to his office without a word. He knew that Archer disliked unnecessary question.

 

Remembering his past experience with this superior, Al kept a distance from him as he walked outside the room. Frank Archer glanced at him and suddenly smiled. Without warning, Archer suddenly neared Al in a flash. Before Al could say a word, the man's fist buried into Al's abdomen. Everything turned black.

 

Back to Present time..

 

Archer grabbed Al's chin roughly and plunged his tongue into the boy's mouth, kissing him. Al whined slightly and gasped as he felt other hand reaching down his chest to undo his zips. He felt fingers pulled down his pants, reaching into his undergarment and fondled his thighs.

 

"Do you have any idea how delicious you taste, little boy?" panted Archer as he kissed down Al's neck, bit into his pale shoulder and licked the seeping blood. Al shook his head and gasped as the man ran his tongue to his nipple and sucked onto it.

 

"It...it is wrong, Colonel... what if other people come into this room? You'll be in trouble!" Al panted anxiously, hoping the man would let him off: "I promise I won't say anything if you let me go now."

 

"Oh no, I can fully bet that you'll reveal my real identity to your good friend-Mustang and your good brother-Fullmetal." hummed the man and he reached between Al's legs.

 

Archer put his mouth over Al's length and ran his tongue over the boy's silt. Al cried out and struggled, but the man grabbed onto his thighs harshly and savoured the innocent essence of the boy. Flashes of light burst in Al's eyes as he came in Archer's mouth.

 

The man wiped his lips and kissed Al on his lips again. He moved behind the panting boy and pulled the boy's ass cheek apart. Al closed his eyes tightly. He could hear the man undoing his own pants. Archer ran his finger along Al's entry and pushed his finger into it. He added another finger and started scissoring his way inside the boy. Al bit his lips and screamed when the man suddenly pushed his length into him and pumped hard into him.

 

"Mmmm, you are so deliciously tight, Soul Alchemist. You must be still a virgin, I perceive..."

 

"Sir, this is enough, please let me go, I won't say anything.." tears ran down Al's face uncontrollably as he gasped under each violent thrust of the man who was pumping Al's limp shaft in his hands.

 

"It's too late, little boy, I'll send you off to see 'Father' after everything is over." Archer said unsmilingly: "For now," his cold smiled returned: "is the time of our reconciliation."

 

Archer gasped as he released his seeds into Al. He pulled himself out. Al sighed inwardly. He suddenly emitted a high cry of pain as a heated slash fell onto his back, dragging down more of his cloth and skin. He could feel himself bleeding badly. Archer put his mouth over Al's wounds and licked almost gently. Al shivered in pain and grinded his teeth as he felt the man running his hands down his thighs.

 

Archer kissed Al on the side of his neck almost lovingly and whispered in his ears: "Has anyone told you how beautiful you are? I think not. Before you are handed to 'Father', you are mine, Alphonse Elric."

 

THE END