Alfons/Model RocketdarkblysseJune 10 2009, 16:53:02 UTC
"Oh, Gott!" Alfons cried out, back slowly arching up off the bed as he slid the cool metal of the model rocket inside of himself, stretching himself open and making his cock twitch against his stomach.
Maes had had a bachelor party two weeks ago, but the weekend before his wedding he had insisted to have another, a one-on-one bachelor party with his best man Roy; which consisted mainly of alcohol and the wanton cries of one Roy Mustang as he rode Maes' cock straight to Hell and back again.
It's not curiosity, or lust that makes him Al touch Ed this way; but the way the soft whispers of his name that fall from Ed's lips, like a prayer, which reminds Al that he is still human.
Roy/Ed (I have to.)thelovelyfoolJune 11 2009, 19:56:59 UTC
Edward didn't think it was possible for the night sky to blaze like fire until he saw Roy's eyes, drenched with love, need, and everything in between as he whispered "Say my name."
(Sorry, but this whole scenario is one of my favourites for RoyEd)
Jean/Riza (oh crap, now I can't stop... Dx)thelovelyfoolJune 11 2009, 20:02:57 UTC
Riza bore the whispered speculations of her colleagues for as long as she possibly could, until Roy, faithful as always, ended the conversation with "Wheelchair sex."
(...I am probably the only person out there who ships this... Dx)
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(Sorry, but this whole scenario is one of my favourites for RoyEd)
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(...I am probably the only person out there who ships this... Dx)
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