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So today is arantzain's birthday, and since I am clearly a better person then shored, I wrote her some birthday porn. Under the cut is a little over 100 words of pure, unadulterated Elricest. She asked for Al as a pimp; I replied that my Al was always a pimp. Happy Birthday, babe!
He breathes through his mouth, long, shuddering gasps for air. Al’s breath is hot against his ear, low: “You like it, don’t you, brother.” Halfway between threatening and geniunely asking, two fingers stroking down Ed’s spine. Slow.
“Y-yes,” Ed gasps. Too blown out to say anything else, whole body tight and shaking. Al kisses his temple, right above the blindfold, pushes two fingers inside of him without warning. Ed sobs for breath.
“Al -”
“Shhhh,” he says, settling his long body over Ed’s, and Ed groans aloud at the feeling of Al’s skin on his own. Smooth and perfect, sweaty now. The flat muscles in Al’s forearm stroking against his side as Al positions himself. Ed knows the shape of every muscle inside that body because he shaped them himself.
Oh my god, I think I'm getting sick again. We have three birthday parties today and Saturday is always busy. I kinda wanna die. Sunday's gonna be my last day of freedom, so I'm gonna get as much work done on my story tonight and tomorrow. Hopefully, since I'm at the porn, it'll go quickly, no pun intended. **knocks on wood**
He breathes through his mouth, long, shuddering gasps for air. Al’s breath is hot against his ear, low: “You like it, don’t you, brother.” Halfway between threatening and geniunely asking, two fingers stroking down Ed’s spine. Slow.
“Y-yes,” Ed gasps. Too blown out to say anything else, whole body tight and shaking. Al kisses his temple, right above the blindfold, pushes two fingers inside of him without warning. Ed sobs for breath.
“Al -”
“Shhhh,” he says, settling his long body over Ed’s, and Ed groans aloud at the feeling of Al’s skin on his own. Smooth and perfect, sweaty now. The flat muscles in Al’s forearm stroking against his side as Al positions himself. Ed knows the shape of every muscle inside that body because he shaped them himself.
Oh my god, I think I'm getting sick again. We have three birthday parties today and Saturday is always busy. I kinda wanna die. Sunday's gonna be my last day of freedom, so I'm gonna get as much work done on my story tonight and tomorrow. Hopefully, since I'm at the porn, it'll go quickly, no pun intended. **knocks on wood**