Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy/Ed/Pride // Kitty's List #01 Thunderstruck
Title: A Second Prodigy
Author/Artist: automailvariant
Pairing: Roy/Ed/Pride
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: PG-13 (Allusions to sex; kissing, and general manlove ♥)
Hey, Roy. I'm gonna come over in a bit, 'kay? There's, uh...
Never mind. Seeyoulaterloveyoubye.
Roy stared at the phone in his hand for a moment before settling it back on the cradle. Edward didn't usually call and tell him he was coming; he was normally preceded by a rap of metal knuckles on the door. He mused for a moment over what usually happened after that, and had to smirk to himself as he started to straighten out his study materials.
It took longer than he'd expected for the familiar knock to come, so he detoured to slide his chosen book back into its place and went to the door.
Edward's initial greeting went unheard, and he caught himself staring again as two sets of gold eyes looked back. One nearly hid under soft blonde bangs; the other watched from beneath the brim of a military-issue cap.
"Roy? Hey. Roy. Rooooooy." Edward sighed, mumbling a fond 'bastard,' under his breath, and pushed through the doorway, dragging his uniformed lookalike behind him.
The colonel automatically shut the door and turned to the pair, who were still looking up at him with identical gazes. The one under the hat's brim, though, caused a tremor to run up his spine. It looked... dead. Glassy and lifeless.
Suddenly, he realized Edward had been saying something.
"-erstand it, but I thought maybe something happened when I did that huge transmutation and-"
Roy blinked. "Wait... what?" he asked helplessly, still staring at the Edward-sized military officer.
The blonde responded with a put-upon sigh, as though he was in the office, delivering a report to a dazed and procrastinating colonel. "Dammit, would you just listen? I dunno what happened, and I'm kinda glad I found him before anyone else did, but I... It's weird," he finished lamely, and reached up- his twin flinched, but not enough that Ed couldn't pull the cap from his head.
Blonde hair fell messily around the twin's shoulders, bangs framed his face, and the unmistakable Edward-cowlick sprung forth.
Roy struggled to stay calm as he watched this; it was obviously human transmutation, but none of it added up. How the hell could someone make this...
"Who did this?" he asked, glad his voice hadn't wavered.
"I told you, I don't know. Well... not really," Ed replied vaguely. "I found him just wandering the streets, like it was perfectly normal! He isn't like the others. He didn't even try to attack me! Of course, I had to go get that stupid uniform you got for me, so he wouldn't look weird with all those tattoos, but-"
"Attack you," the colonel repeated, deadpan.
"Well... yeah. I mean... he's a homunculus."
Roy had proceeded to rant at Edward, his speech concerning the well-being of the smaller alchemist, along with the well-being of the city, and possibly his own sanity. 'You could have been killed!' seemed to be a favorite phrase of his.
Ed, on the other hand, had ranted right back, his concern being that he knew how to take care of himself, and that the homunculus hadn't even seemed to care that he had almost slit its throat until he realized that it was creepy to hold a blade to your- even if it wasn't exactly that- own neck.
The colonel finally gave up after Edward didn't back down, nor deemed it necessary to respond to a nicely blatant short joke. Ed had finished his argument with a grump, crossing his arms. "He's not an 'it.' His name is Pride."
"...Pride." Roy sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Great. Edward had named it. Him. The homunculus. If he was anything like Al and his cats- the eight of which Edward continually complained about- it would be nigh impossible for him to be convinced to put it back where it came from.
Though, Roy then thought, it was probably not a good idea to return the homunculus to the streets. "Fine. Fine. And what do you expect me to do with it?"
Edward paused and looked sheepish. "Well, I dunno. He can't stay in the dorms. That would be weird. And hard to explain. Not to Al," he amended needlessly. "Just to everyone else."
"Isn't there some way to get rid of it?"
"Him. And no, there's not."
"Couldn't you just kill it?"
As soon as those words left his mouth, he regretted it, if only for the look Ed gave him, stiffening and staring up at him in shock. "... No," the blonde croaked.
Roy hesitated, nearly reaching into his pocket to draw out his glove. Instead, Ed's look only earned another sigh, and a mumble of "Fine."
At that, Edward immediately brightened. "I'll show him where he can stay," he offered, not even waiting for a response, and turned to the mimic, who was now running his fingers over the bindings of Roy's books, having become uninterested in the conversation long ago. "Pride, c'mere."
Roy watched them pad their way toward the guest room, and wondered vaguely how bad of an idea this would be.
* * *
It was all skin and sweat and movement, uttered sentiments and curses. Edward arched into Roy, his arms around the man's back, and Roy reciprocated gladly. The blonde's eyes squeezed shut as he kissed his lover's jaw, and he carefully opened them-
And absolutely froze.
Pride was standing at the door that he'd pushed ajar, just.... watching them.
By then, Roy had stopped, giving Ed a questioning look, then turning it over his shoulder. Seeing the homunculus, he halted, inwardly groaning at that, and slipped carefully away from the blonde beneath him. "What is it doing?" he hissed quietly.
Ed's eyes widened a bit. "What, you think I know?"
"Well, get it out of here! It's your pet."
The blonde glared, grumbling and muttering, "Him. And he's not a pet."
Roy sighed, then abruptly jumped and squawked, whirling on the homunculus. Pride had taken the time to push the door further open and come closer, resting cooler fingers against Roy's shoulder.
Ed shifted uncomfortably, indiscreetly pulling at the blanket to cover himself, and Roy's eyes narrowed at the homunculus as he spat, "What?"
Pride seemed to consider this, his hand still hovering where he pulled it back, then leaned in carefully and kissed Roy. It was Ed's turn to squawk, an indignant yelp of "hey!" accompanying his bolt to the edge of the bed, blanket long-forgotten. "What are you doing, Pride?!"
The homunculus responded with the same treatment as he'd given Roy: a tentative, clumsy kiss, to which he added his tongue, and had Ed nearly moaning as he pulled away. "I think, uh..." the blonde drawled emphatically.
"No," Roy interrupted. "No. You-" He was countered by Pride's lips again, cool and slow. And, Roy had to admit, it- he- it... was a quick learner. Already wound up, Roy inwardly cursed himself, and immediately took control of the kiss.
* * *
He breathed against Ed's hair, and watched as they slept, Ed's automail draped across the homunculus' waist, his other hand clasped in Roy's, whose arm he was using as a pillow. He had to chuckle at the ridiculous situation. Ed shifted closer to Pride, nuzzling against his neck, and Roy squeezed the blonde's hand, returning his head to the pillow and drifting into sleep.
Author/Artist: automailvariant
Pairing: Roy/Ed/Pride
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: PG-13 (Allusions to sex; kissing, and general manlove ♥)
Hey, Roy. I'm gonna come over in a bit, 'kay? There's, uh...
Never mind. Seeyoulaterloveyoubye.
Roy stared at the phone in his hand for a moment before settling it back on the cradle. Edward didn't usually call and tell him he was coming; he was normally preceded by a rap of metal knuckles on the door. He mused for a moment over what usually happened after that, and had to smirk to himself as he started to straighten out his study materials.
It took longer than he'd expected for the familiar knock to come, so he detoured to slide his chosen book back into its place and went to the door.
Edward's initial greeting went unheard, and he caught himself staring again as two sets of gold eyes looked back. One nearly hid under soft blonde bangs; the other watched from beneath the brim of a military-issue cap.
"Roy? Hey. Roy. Rooooooy." Edward sighed, mumbling a fond 'bastard,' under his breath, and pushed through the doorway, dragging his uniformed lookalike behind him.
The colonel automatically shut the door and turned to the pair, who were still looking up at him with identical gazes. The one under the hat's brim, though, caused a tremor to run up his spine. It looked... dead. Glassy and lifeless.
Suddenly, he realized Edward had been saying something.
"-erstand it, but I thought maybe something happened when I did that huge transmutation and-"
Roy blinked. "Wait... what?" he asked helplessly, still staring at the Edward-sized military officer.
The blonde responded with a put-upon sigh, as though he was in the office, delivering a report to a dazed and procrastinating colonel. "Dammit, would you just listen? I dunno what happened, and I'm kinda glad I found him before anyone else did, but I... It's weird," he finished lamely, and reached up- his twin flinched, but not enough that Ed couldn't pull the cap from his head.
Blonde hair fell messily around the twin's shoulders, bangs framed his face, and the unmistakable Edward-cowlick sprung forth.
Roy struggled to stay calm as he watched this; it was obviously human transmutation, but none of it added up. How the hell could someone make this...
"Who did this?" he asked, glad his voice hadn't wavered.
"I told you, I don't know. Well... not really," Ed replied vaguely. "I found him just wandering the streets, like it was perfectly normal! He isn't like the others. He didn't even try to attack me! Of course, I had to go get that stupid uniform you got for me, so he wouldn't look weird with all those tattoos, but-"
"Attack you," the colonel repeated, deadpan.
"Well... yeah. I mean... he's a homunculus."
Roy had proceeded to rant at Edward, his speech concerning the well-being of the smaller alchemist, along with the well-being of the city, and possibly his own sanity. 'You could have been killed!' seemed to be a favorite phrase of his.
Ed, on the other hand, had ranted right back, his concern being that he knew how to take care of himself, and that the homunculus hadn't even seemed to care that he had almost slit its throat until he realized that it was creepy to hold a blade to your- even if it wasn't exactly that- own neck.
The colonel finally gave up after Edward didn't back down, nor deemed it necessary to respond to a nicely blatant short joke. Ed had finished his argument with a grump, crossing his arms. "He's not an 'it.' His name is Pride."
"...Pride." Roy sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Great. Edward had named it. Him. The homunculus. If he was anything like Al and his cats- the eight of which Edward continually complained about- it would be nigh impossible for him to be convinced to put it back where it came from.
Though, Roy then thought, it was probably not a good idea to return the homunculus to the streets. "Fine. Fine. And what do you expect me to do with it?"
Edward paused and looked sheepish. "Well, I dunno. He can't stay in the dorms. That would be weird. And hard to explain. Not to Al," he amended needlessly. "Just to everyone else."
"Isn't there some way to get rid of it?"
"Him. And no, there's not."
"Couldn't you just kill it?"
As soon as those words left his mouth, he regretted it, if only for the look Ed gave him, stiffening and staring up at him in shock. "... No," the blonde croaked.
Roy hesitated, nearly reaching into his pocket to draw out his glove. Instead, Ed's look only earned another sigh, and a mumble of "Fine."
At that, Edward immediately brightened. "I'll show him where he can stay," he offered, not even waiting for a response, and turned to the mimic, who was now running his fingers over the bindings of Roy's books, having become uninterested in the conversation long ago. "Pride, c'mere."
Roy watched them pad their way toward the guest room, and wondered vaguely how bad of an idea this would be.
* * *
It was all skin and sweat and movement, uttered sentiments and curses. Edward arched into Roy, his arms around the man's back, and Roy reciprocated gladly. The blonde's eyes squeezed shut as he kissed his lover's jaw, and he carefully opened them-
And absolutely froze.
Pride was standing at the door that he'd pushed ajar, just.... watching them.
By then, Roy had stopped, giving Ed a questioning look, then turning it over his shoulder. Seeing the homunculus, he halted, inwardly groaning at that, and slipped carefully away from the blonde beneath him. "What is it doing?" he hissed quietly.
Ed's eyes widened a bit. "What, you think I know?"
"Well, get it out of here! It's your pet."
The blonde glared, grumbling and muttering, "Him. And he's not a pet."
Roy sighed, then abruptly jumped and squawked, whirling on the homunculus. Pride had taken the time to push the door further open and come closer, resting cooler fingers against Roy's shoulder.
Ed shifted uncomfortably, indiscreetly pulling at the blanket to cover himself, and Roy's eyes narrowed at the homunculus as he spat, "What?"
Pride seemed to consider this, his hand still hovering where he pulled it back, then leaned in carefully and kissed Roy. It was Ed's turn to squawk, an indignant yelp of "hey!" accompanying his bolt to the edge of the bed, blanket long-forgotten. "What are you doing, Pride?!"
The homunculus responded with the same treatment as he'd given Roy: a tentative, clumsy kiss, to which he added his tongue, and had Ed nearly moaning as he pulled away. "I think, uh..." the blonde drawled emphatically.
"No," Roy interrupted. "No. You-" He was countered by Pride's lips again, cool and slow. And, Roy had to admit, it- he- it... was a quick learner. Already wound up, Roy inwardly cursed himself, and immediately took control of the kiss.
* * *
He breathed against Ed's hair, and watched as they slept, Ed's automail draped across the homunculus' waist, his other hand clasped in Roy's, whose arm he was using as a pillow. He had to chuckle at the ridiculous situation. Ed shifted closer to Pride, nuzzling against his neck, and Roy squeezed the blonde's hand, returning his head to the pillow and drifting into sleep.