Undesirable

Disclaimer: I do not own any copyright to plots and characters from Fullmetal Alchemist anime/manga/games, so pls don't sue me!
Rating: NC-17
Warning: rape, bondage, etc...
Pairing: Homunculus!Archer/Al
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' which is currently in my ff.net account due to its non-hentai content... Err, my first FMA hentai fic. Never thought I'd do that. :p Pls R & R!

In an unknown dark basement, Al struggled fruitlessly from the webs of confinement which pulled his limbs in spread eagle manner. Blood tricked down his forehead where he had been accidentially scratched probably during the time he was dragged to where he was tied now. He could still taste the copper in his blood as it seeped through his lips and onto his tongue. He glared at the man who was standing before him. With the recently changed red eyes and long black lances tracing down his hand, the man did not look human anymore. Al had lost his red coat, most likely removed by his captive while Al was still unconscious. Before him, his captive smiled and kept flicking his lance-like weapon in and out of his fingers 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. He walked towards Al and pulled off the boy's hair band, letting the boy's long blond hair fell gracefully over his shoulder so that the gentle-looking alchemist looked more feminine than usual.

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." said Colonel Frank Archer who had recently returned mysteriously from the battle field. Al had, on the other hand, had obtained back his physical body a year ago and had joined the military under the command of Archer.

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?" breathed Archer as he kissed down Al's neck, bit into his pale shoulder and licked the seeping blood. Al shook his head and gasped uncomforably 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 dear 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 yelped and struggled, but the man grabbed onto his thighs harshly, pulling them further apart and savoured the innocent essence of the boy. Flashes of light burst within Al's eyes as he came in Archer's mouth. Archer swallowed and licked Al's balls and mouthed his length again and again, earning soft cries and sweet gasp from the boy until Al fell limp from his bound.

The man wiped his lips and kissed Al on his lips again. He moved behind the sweating 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 entrance 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. Archer fondled Al's balls and squeezed the boy's shaft.

"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 and 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 and hugged him tightly from behind.

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

THE END