Love Thyself, Chapter Three
Title: Love Thyself, Chapter Three
Rating: NC-17
Type: Yaoi, kinda A/U
Pairings: Al/Alfons, Al/Ed
Warnings: Bondage, seme!Al (and lots of him!!), voyeurism, humiliation, toys, Elricest
Summary: After Ed and Alfons ganged up on him, Al takes out some revenge on them.
A/N: I swear to God, this damned thing almost broke me. I think it ate part of my soul... *Head/desk/repeat* But it was so worth it. I hope you enjoy my evil little Alphonse as much as I do! >D
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Alfons stretched out on the couch, one arm behind his head. His other hand was fidgeting with one of the buttons on his shirt absentmindedly. A slight frown pulled at his lips and he tilted his head up, looking at Al through his platinum bangs.
“Ed needs to be put in his place,” Al said bluntly from where he sat on the arm of the couch, by Alfons' feet. He leaned against the back of the couch, arms folded over his chest, and looked over at Alfons. “And I know just how to do it.”
“What do you plan on doing?” Alfons asked.
“We're going to have a little fun with him after he gets home tonight.” Al's mouth twitched into a small smirk as he baited Alfons, piquing his interest. He needed Alfons' help to pull of his plan. But after that, he would be sure to give Alfons what he deserved, too. After all... Ed wasn't the only one who had done that to him. Alfons had more than happily joined in on it.
Alfons raised an eyebrow and abandoned fiddling with his shirt's button. This was definitely something he wanted in on. A matching smirk flashed over his face and he leaned on his elbows, raising himself up a little.
“Oh?”
This will be too easy... Al thought, as he started outlining his plan to Alfons.
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“Al, Alfons--I'm home,” Ed called out, kicking his shoes off and shrugging out of his coat. He heard hushed, unintelligible words coming from the kitchen and he hesitated, pausing mid-stride.
What are they doing... ? Ed thought, furrowing his brows slightly.
“Brother!” Al said happily, rushing around the corner and wrapping his arms around Ed in a bruising hug.
“Wha--” Ed cried out, caught off guard by his brother's... attack. He laughed a little and hugged him back, his previous thoughts gone from his mind in an instant. Al's energy was always so contagious.
“Alfons and I have a special surprise for you, Ed!” Al said excitedly, tilting his head cutely as he let go of his brother. His bronze eyes were wide as he looked at Ed, smiling widely.
“I hope it's something to do with dinner,” Ed said, sniffing the air and catching a hint of something rather tasty wafting from the kitchen. “'Cause I'm starving.”
Al's eyes closed just the slightest bit and his smile took on a different light. He shook his head at Ed's words, and held his hands behind his back, bouncing on the balls of his feet like an excited child.
“Close your eyes, then I'll show you!” Al said.
“Okay, Al,” Ed laughed and shrugged a little, closing his eyes and waiting.
Al's grin turned devious in an instant and he waved a hand around the corner, ushering Alfons into the hallway.
“Are you ready, Ed?” Al asked in a delighted tone that contradicted the glint in his eyes. “I just know you'll love it!”
Alfons used Al's loud voice to cover any sound he made stalking past him and up to Ed.
“It's not another kitten, is it?” Ed asked, sounding slightly apprehensive now. His shoulders slumped a little and he shook his head. He really hoped it wasn't another damn cat... “Between you and Alfons, there's always some sort of stray hidden under our bed.”
Now standing behind Ed, Alfons smirked just as wide as Al. Looking over Ed's shoulder, Alfons saw Al nod slightly.
“It's not a kitten, Ed,” Alfons said, grabbing Ed's arms and pinning them behind his back. Before Ed could fight back, he pulled Ed's arms up a little, angling his flesh arm painfully.
Ed jerked and yelped, his eyes now open wide as he tried to get out of Alfons' grip. His face paled when he saw Al's expression and he swallowed hard.
“Shit...” he muttered as he struggled. “Al... what the hell are you doing?”
Al clicked his tongue and walked up to Ed, caressing his face gently. “I don't think you should use that tone with me right now, Brother...”
Before Ed could reply, Al tilted his chin up and kissed him. Al swiped his tongue over Ed's lips and then slid it into his mouth. His tongue pushed against Ed's, fighting against it; Ed was trying to gain some control in the situation, but that only made Al try harder to make Ed submit. As Ed's tongue pushed into Al's mouth, Al bit it gently, scraping his teeth over it and making Ed shudder and pull his head away, gasping slightly.
Al moved to Ed's neck, starting to lick and suck gently at the skin. Ed moaned softly and tried to move away, but Al's mouth followed him. Al's hands moved to Ed's chest and he started to unbutton Ed's waistcoat, then his shirt. Delicate fingers ran over Ed's bare chest, just barely flicking over a nipple, and Ed hissed quietly.
Alfons bit his lip, the first sparks of arousal shooting through his body from watching Al dominate his--older--brother like that. Suddenly, he didn't really mind the fact that he had to watch Al fool around with Ed for a while. He was starting to rather like the idea of watching the two brothers together.
“Remember these, Brother?” Al said softly, stepping back from Ed and reaching into his pants pocket. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs and let them hang from one of his fingers, swaying slightly in front of Ed's face.
Ed grit his teeth and growled low in his throat; he was not happy. At all. And, frankly, he would much rather have come home to a dozen stray kittens than this. He knew just how determined Al was when he set his mind to something, and he had no doubt that he was stuck with whatever Al had planned.
“Yes...” Ed said. He looked at Al warily, wondering if he had the key for them. Or rather, if he would bother having the key with him after Ed had accidentally forgotten it when Al had been the one handcuffed.
Al smirked mischievously at his brother, knowing exactly what he was thinking. He lifted his gaze to Alfons.
“Do you know where they key is, Alfons?” he asked, tilting his head a little.
“It's somewhere in our room,” Alfons replied with a shrug.
“That's good enough... we can find it when we need it,” Al said, earning a groan from Ed.
With a flick of his wrist, Al opened one of the cuffs. Alfons handed Ed's flesh arm to Al, who closed the metal over it. He made sure it was tight enough that Ed couldn't wriggle free, but not so tight that it cut off circulation.
“Come on, Ed,” Al said, tugging on the other half of the handcuffs as he walked towards the bedroom. Ed stumbled as Al dragged him along with Alfons still holding his prosthetic arm behind his back. It was terribly uncomfortable and awkward, and he tried his best not to trip up.
Once in the bedroom, Ed was released from all restraint for the briefest of moments. Al dropped the handcuff from his grasp and Alfons released his arm before pulling off his open shirt and waistcoat, leaving him half-naked.
“Take the handcuffs and his other arm,” Al said to Alfons, who nodded and did as he was told.
Al smirked at Ed and kissed him once, chaste and almost sweet. But the look in Al's eyes counteracted anything kind that his actions might have spoken of. He ran his hands up Ed's chest and stopped at the leather strap that held his prosthesis on, making quick work of the buckle.
“Al, no!” Ed's eyes snapped open wide and he shook his head furiously, trying to get his arms away from Alfons. They really didn't want him trying to get away, did they? Alfons glared at Ed and yanked painfully on his flesh wrist; the metal dug into his skin and he grit his teeth, ceasing his struggling.
A quick 'thanks' was muttered to Alfons as Al worked on properly disconnecting the nerve ports on Ed's false arm. His tongue stuck out of his mouth slightly in concentration; yes, he wanted to make Ed suffer a little. But he didn't want to injure him. Even the uncomfortable noises Ed made as his nerves tingled made Al feel bad.
“Aha!” Al said happily when he popped the last cable and Ed's arm fell into his hands. Al set it down on the floor and took Ed's wrist from Alfons, pulling him towards the bed and shoving him gracelessly onto it. Ed grunted, and pushed himself up slightly with his arm, but he lost his balance as Al crawled onto the bed and pulled him up towards the top of the bed.
Alfons sat on the edge of the bed, grinning widely at the helpless look on Ed's face. He'd seen Ed many times without his prosthesis before, and he'd never looked as vulnerable as he did now, with his brother snapping the other handcuff shut through a decorative hole in the wood of the headboard.
“Alfons? Will you go get the gag? It's in the top drawer,” Al said, waving his hand at the dresser across the room.
Nodding, Alfons got up and started to rummage through the drawer. While his back was turned, Al glared at Ed and leaned over, whispering as quietly as he could into Ed's ear.
“Don't say a word to him, Ed...”
Ed raised an eyebrow, but stayed silent. Was Al tricking Alfons, too? He watched quietly, waiting to see what Al was going to do.
Al quietly got up off the bed and reached into his other pocket, pulling out a large handkerchief and quickly twirled it up into a make-shift rope. He grabbed Alfons' wrists and yanked them behind his back, crossing them and deftly tying the cloth into a tight knot around them. Ed's eyes lit up as Alfons cried out and struggled. At least he wasn't the only one getting fucked around anymore.
“Fuck!” Alfons shouted. Curses flowed from his mouth and Al smirked at him, bending him over the dresser and pushing his chest into the wood.
“Sorry, Alfons... but you were in on that threesome, too,” Al said, not sounding in the least bit apologetic.
Al leaned in and licked Alfons' ear, letting his hot breath caress the wet skin afterwards. Alfons moaned softly and turned his head away from Al. A second, louder moan passed Alfons' lips when Al pushed his thigh between his legs and started grinding it hard up into his crotch. Alfons pushed back against Al's leg, the rough friction sending shivers through his whole body.
“I wonder who I should play around with first?” Al said to himself, still thrusting against Alfons' erection. Al was quickly growing hard from Alfons' moans and the heat that radiated onto his leg. “You?” Al said to Alfons, pushing hard against his crotch and holding his leg in place, teasing him. “Or brother?”
A satisfied grin flashed over Al's face as he heard both Alfons and Ed moan. He turned to look at his brother. Ed's face was flushed a dark red--from both embarrassment and arousal--and an obvious erection strained at his already tight pants.
“I think you win this time, Alfons,” Al said, turning his gaze away from Ed, who whimpered and slumped back against the mattress. “After all... you did help me get Ed tied up...”
Alfons groaned in relief, and tried his best to thrust himself against Al's thigh, which was still pressed between his legs. Al pulled away from him and he keened softly and arched his back to push his hips out towards Al, needing the friction back.
Al shuddered and bit his lip hard; the complete control that he had in the situation--and over two other people, no less--made his head cloud over and his body ache. He wasn't used to it at all. Usually, Al was quite passive and reserved, and more than willing to let Alfons and Ed dominate him. Sure, he got a little more assertive during sex. But he was never the initiator. With the amazing high it was giving him, Al definitely wanted to do this more often.
His tongue darted out and licked at his lip, tasting a bit of blood. The sharp, metallic taste snapped him from his thoughts and he focused on Alfons again. Just the sight of him bent over the dresser with his ass in the air, whimpering loudly drove Al mad. He was so turned on that he just wanted to get off with Alfons, then move on to being cruel to Ed later.
Al's face lit up suddenly. Why not do both at once?
He stood Alfons up and led him to the bed, pushing him down so he was kneeling on the floor with his chest on the bed. Alfons' breath hitched; Al had put him with his face just inches from Ed's hip and he couldn't help but stare at the bulge in his pants.
Shifting nervously, Ed tried to move himself a little farther away from Alfons. He moaned and stopped moving immediately when the fabric of his pants rubbed against his cock. A helpless look settled on his face and he leaned his head back again, trying his best to ignore the unbearably arousing things happening right beside him.
Al reached around Alfons and unclipped his suspenders, then undid his pants. He leaned over Alfons and sucked at the back of his neck while he pulled on the waistband of his pants, tugging them down around his thighs. Al ran a hand down Alfons' hip and around to his ass, making Alfons gasp loudly.
“Don't think I'm being nice to you...” Al said as he unzipped his own pants. He started stroking himself, slicking his length with pre-come. Leaning in, he moaned into Alfons' ear, making him whimper. Then Al pressed himself to Alfons' entrance and Alfons cried out.
“Al, n-no! No, not without--”
With one quick thrust, Al buried himself completely inside of Alfons, making the older boy scream in pain. Al pulled back out and set a hard, fast pace, crying out with every thrust. He rarely ever got to top with Alfons or Ed, so the sensation of being inside of Alfons was almost too much for him and he knew right away that he wouldn't last long.
Alfons' pained noises slowly shifted into breathy moans and whimpers as his body adjusted. Al reached around and started to pump Alfons' cock in time with his thrusts and Alfons cried out.
“Al!” Alfons shouted, trying to push back against Al's hips.
Al bucked harder, shaky moans flowing over his lips as his climax surged closer. His breath hitched as Alfons' cries became louder and more desperate. Al's back arched and he screamed when he felt Alfons' hot seed spill over his hand. He pushed deep into Alfons and came hard inside of him, Alfons' contractions milking him of every last drop.
After pulling out of Alfons, Al fell to the floor and took in heaving breaths as his heart slowly eased back to a normal rhythm in his chest. His eyes flicked up from Alfons' hunched over body to rest on Ed. Al's lips curved into a smirk as he saw Ed's flushed, sweaty face.
Ed's clouded gaze was locked on Alfons' ass, watching Al's seed drip out and down his leg and he keened softly, turning to look at Al. If that's what Alfons got as a punishment, Ed didn't even want to let his mind wander far enough to imagine what his would be.
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A/N: Chapter four coming soon! I was going to have this be the final chapter, and just keep going with it, but... hot damn, it's already too long! So, chapter four with some fun Ed torture will be posted as soon as I git-'r-done!
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