Rewind - Ch.5
Title: Rewind
Author: lilshorty7923
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Ed's language, yaoi
Spoilers: This takes place after Brotherhood, so will have spoilers for that series
Pairings: Roy/Ed
Summary: This is a kind of prequel to my story, Redo. It's a mostly non-linear collection of moments from before Redo started (from Ed and Al's original time line). It can be read separately. Roy/Ed Al/Winry
Author's Notes: This fic can also be found on ff.net and AO3
Roy’s POV of last chapter (their first time). I hope it’s not too repetitive. I think Roy’s thoughts changed it a lot, and I added another scene at the end.
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It was weird. Usually when Roy picked Ed up from the train station, Ed wouldn’t shut up. It would be a non-stop car ride of fast paced, curse laden commentary about Xing, trains, Roy’s haircut, Ed’s need for new boots, and whatever other thoughts flitted through the blonde’s head.
But not this time. Ed had been eerily quiet most of the ride back. Maybe he wasn’t quiet enough to throw up warning flags for a normal person, but this was Ed, who always had something to say. Now he was sticking with short responses and long stares? It just felt weird to Roy. Maybe Ed was having second thoughts about living with him. But he always seemed so comfortable in the house, and he’d agreed to it being their house.
Maybe Roy should remind him that no one would think it was weird for two friends to live together, especially when one of them had just moved to town. And if they suspected anything, then it wasn’t as big of an issue as it would have been when they first got together. Things had changed in the two years that they’d been dating; the military, society even, followed more of a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy than the righteous shunning one they had before. And if Roy’s efforts continued as effectively as they had been, then things would only get better. It was good to be towards the top of the chain.
“Is something wrong?” Roy asked while opening the door to their house and letting Ed in. “You seem quiet.”
Ed was staring again, and Roy took the opportunity to stare back. Ed had filled out more while away, and his blue shirt clung snuggly to his well-toned body. His hair was in his, now customary, high ponytail, and fell in a cascade of gold over his shoulder. Roy’s eyes traveled down Ed’s arm to his hand that was fidgeting with his pant’s pocket, and it was only too easy for his gaze to then move just a small distance over to the front of Ed’s pants.
Roy glanced away and took a step forward. “Ed?” he said because surely it had been too long a pause, and it wasn’t just him feeling this tension. Roy moved behind him as Ed scratched the back of his head with a laugh.
“Yeah, sorry. It was just a long train ride. I guess I’m still kind of out of it.”
Of course that was it. The long hours of travelling would be hard on anyone. Roy could see the tension in Ed’s muscles; they must have been sore from the hard train seats. He smoothed his hands over Ed’s shoulders, and began to massage him. He smiled as Ed relaxed. He’d wanted Ed to have a stress free first night back, so anything he could do to help, he would.
“Why don’t you go relax in the living room while I make us some tea?”
Roy watched Ed walk to the couch as he moved to the kitchen. Ed always liked his tea, so it would be the best thing to help him relax now.
Roy put the water on the stove, and moved over to the tallest cabinet. He stretched his arm up and pushed his hand between decoy bags and cans of food to the tea hidden in the back. If only Ed knew what tea he was drinking, Roy smirked to himself at the thought. He could just imagine the appalled look on Ed’s face if he saw the flower covered container his tea came in. He’d probably never drink it again. He’d never let Roy live it down-even if Roy explained it was a gag gift from Riza that just happened to be delicious. Then Roy would either have to endure the taunts every time he drank tea, or he’d have to resort to only drinking this particular tea in secret. He crinkled his face in distaste at the thought as he filled the cups with water. It was probably just for the best if Ed never saw the tea.
Roy finished making the tea and brought both cups into the living room. He paused for a moment to just look at the blond sitting on the couch. Ed really looked incredible in their house. Still a little tense, but so much more calm than he’d been as a teenager. Roy loved seeing him at peace and in the house where they could spend the rest of their lives together. He was astounded each time Ed called, or wrote, or came home. After so many years of accepting that he would be alone forever, he now had Ed, who was intelligent, and funny, and handsome, and so much more than Roy could have hoped for.
“Here you go,” Roy said as he placed a cup in front of Ed and sat down. It was the least Roy could do to make Ed feel comfortable and not pressured. Ed was an adult, and he’d seen more than many adults that Roy knew, but he was still so young. Roy knew how experienced he was in some areas, and how completely inexperienced he was in others. Even though Roy had never been with a man, had never even kissed one before Edward, he had been with women. Ed had skipped that part of the denial phase, and Roy wasn’t going to pressure him to do anything he wasn’t ready for.
Roy’s head whipped around as he heard Ed moan into his tea. Did he like the tea that much that he had to make that noise while drinking it? Ed’s eyes were closed and he looked so blissful that Roy couldn’t help but imagine him moaning like that in his bed. Ed’s eyes opened and Roy hurried to look away. If only he had long hair like Ed’s that could hide the heat in his face. The thought only made him imagine Ed’s long hair free and falling over Ed’s bare chest as he rode Roy.
Time for a change in subject. “So was the train ride bad?” Roy asked, and he could have slapped himself. Don’t talk about riding, you’re trying to get you’re thoughts clean, Mustang.
“Not really. I slept some, talked to strangers, the usual. I beat some guy in cards, so he had to give me the dessert from his lunch.”
“I’m going to assume that you cheated.”
“What? You bastard, I would never-”
“Al’s told me about you. In fact, I don’t think I’ve seen, or heard of, you playing a card game without cheating.”
“Al’s a traitor,” Ed said with a pout, and crossed his arms. He looked so cute as he gave up his ridiculous pose in favor of more tea. Roy laughed. They could put off sex as long as Ed needed. Roy didn’t mind, not for someone as amazing as Ed.
Ed was staring again. Roy could feel it as he sipped his tea. Ed’s stare made him self-aware to an almost uncomfortable level, but Roy loved it. Ed stared like he couldn’t get enough of seeing Roy, like he found Roy just as fascinating as Roy found him.
Ed put his cup down, and it was the perfect excuse to leave the room. Roy smiled as he offered to take Ed’s cup to the kitchen. Once there he gulped the last of his own tea. He didn’t like that he’d lied about being done himself, but Ed just looked so good, and was finally within reach, and stared that way that drove Roy mad. Roy took a few deep, calming breaths as he rinsed out their cups. Ed wasn’t ready yet, he reminded himself. They could talk things over tomorrow, but Roy wasn’t going to push for so much as a kiss the first night back. He didn’t want it to lead to more, and risk losing everything he had with Ed.
He walked back into the living room to see Ed resting his eyes. He had said the train ride was long, so of course he was tired. Here Roy was, thinking about fooling around, and Ed was probably dead on his feet.
He walked over to stand in front of Ed. “You’re tired,” he said, “let’s go to bed.” Roy continued to berate himself as they walked up the stairs. He should have noticed how tired Ed was sooner. Instead, he’d been preoccupied with lecherous thoughts. He sighed as he took his pajamas into the bathroom to change. Roy chose his long-sleeved, button up blue pajamas. Partly because he couldn’t get Ed’s tight blue shirt out of his mind, but mostly because they were comfortable, showed almost no skin, and were the least sexy things he owned to sleep in.
When he got out of the bathroom Ed would be in his sleepwear, Roy would be in his, and they would go straight to bed. They might cuddle if Ed wanted to, but that was it. No inappropriate touching, and no inappropriate thoughts
He walked back into the bedroom to find Ed sitting, still clothed, on the bed. “Oh, you didn’t change,” Roy said.
Ed just stared at him, and not in the ‘isn’t Roy wonderful’ way. He didn’t move a muscle besides his eyes travelling up and down Roy’s body. Something was wrong. Was it whatever had been distracting him all evening? Was he just tired? Sick from the train?
“Are you okay?” Roy asked as he walked closer. He hesitated next to Ed, unsure if he should reach out and touch. No one moved for a moment before Ed slowly reached up and wrapped a finger around the top button of Roy’s shirt. The tug of the fabric pulled Roy’s head down, and his lips landed on Ed’s.
Ed held them close together, their lips pressed together with a pressure that was almost painful. Roy felt Ed’s tongue slide across his bottom lip, and as soon as he opened his mouth Ed swept in and wasted no time in exploring. Roy moaned.
Roy reached up and cupped Ed’s face, trying to bring them still closer. They leaned back onto the bed, supported by Ed’s elbows and Roy’s hand. Roy slid his other to the back of Ed’s neck, digging his fingertips into the hair he’d wanted to caress all night. Roy took charge of the kiss. He pushed his tongue forward and curled it against the roof of Ed’s mouth as Ed’s hands slipped under Roy’s shirt to touch his chest. Roy swallowed Ed’s moan greedily.
Ed’s kiss was full of passion and promise. It was full of the potential the night had. It was everything Roy had been imagining. Ed’s hand skidded across the top of Roy’s pants, and Roy realized that the kiss was too much.
Roy pulled back, and stood, breathing heavily, over the still dazed Ed. Ed was twenty. He was caught up in the moment and asking for things he didn’t know about. Roy needed to be the responsible one, the clearheaded one that could assess the situation and drive them toward the right decision. Sometimes he hated being the older one. He sighed. His role as the mature one seemed particularly awful when Ed sat up and licked his lips while eyeing Roy hungrily. Did he even know how sexy he was being?
“Ed, we don’t have to do this.” He needed Ed to understand. Roy had no expectations for Ed to live up to, he wasn’t going to pressure him, and Ed shouldn’t feel the need to continue just because they were finally alone together, or just because they had started. Once Ed calmed down he would see how they were moving too fast and Roy was making the right decision.
Roy held both of Ed’s hands as he said, “We don’t have to push further just because you’re home.” Ed freed his hands and trailed them up Roy’s arms, tickling him through the cloth. Ed began to undo the remaining buttons on Roy’s shirt. When had Ed even gotten the bottom ones open? Roy hadn’t noticed. “We don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with,” Roy cut off with a gasp as Ed finished the last button and pulled his shirt open. The air of the bedroom felt cold against his overheated skin. “We can just go to bed. I’m fine with that,” he managed to say.
Ed looked up at Roy through his eyelashes, “But I want to do this.” He leaned forward and placed a kiss on Roy’s abs that Roy could feel down to his groin. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked, and Roy revised his earlier idea of innocent, naive Ed. The damn brat knew exactly how sexy he could be, and was taking advantage of it. “Don’t you want to, Roy?” Roy gasped again as air hit the cool trail Ed had left. A shiver went through him from both the sudden cold and hearing his name from Ed’s lips. “Can’t we keep doing this, Roy?” Ed asked in a low tone before licking around Roy’s belly button. Roy struggled to catch his breath. “Please?” he whispered before sticking his tongue in Roy’s navel. Roy groaned; Ed pleading, how was he supposed to stand up to that?
He grabbed Ed and tossed him into the middle of the bed. Roy hurried out of his shirt before climbing after him. The brat wanted to play dirty? Fine, Roy would stop holding back. He’d give into every instinct that was screaming at him to bite, and kiss, and lick. He’d devour Ed.
Ed smirked as Roy started in on his neck. “You’re evil,” Roy said before licking a line up Ed’s throat.
“That was fun,” Roy heard in the heavy breathing above his head.
“Pure evil,” Roy said as he continued to nibble and suck. Ed’s moan vibrated through Roy’s lips. Ed’s neck was extremely sensitive, and Roy loved taking advantage of that but he needed more skin. He pushed at Ed’s shirt, and Ed moved so that they could pull it over his head. Roy threw it, and it landed with a crash.
What was that? Roy thought as he looked over his shoulder.
“It was just my suitcase,” Ed said.
Roy could see the corner of Ed’s suitcase, where it lay on the floor. He hadn’t even had time to unpack. They could stop now, pick up the suitcase, put Ed’s cloths away, and really think this through with clear heads-
“Leave it,” Ed said.
Roy looked back at Ed, who was lying flushed and out of breathe on the bed. Roy nodded, and pressed his lips back to Ed’s. He sighed into this kiss.
The lips under Roy’s started moving, muttering something about Ed brushing his teeth. It was so too bothersome trying to kiss moving lips, Roy thought as he moved to kiss Ed’s cheek and then trail his mouth over Ed’s jaw.
“Should I-” There were so many better ways to shut Ed up than kissing his lips. Roy smirked against Ed’s neck as Ed gasped when Roy’s hands found Ed’s belt buckle.
But what if the gasp wasn’t just in pleasure? What if Ed had gone still because he wasn’t ready? What if he was reconsidering?
Roy watched Ed’s eyes for any hint of doubt. “You’re sure?”
“For fuck’s sake…” Ed rolled his eyes, and before Roy knew it he was being pulled down and Ed was grinding up against him. They both groaned and he had to put his head down next to Ed’s for a moment. “Fucking yes, bastard,” was whispered in Roy’s ear before he felt the delightful tickle of teeth nibbling the edge of his ear.
Roy took in a deep breath. No more second-guessing; Ed was definitely ready for this. He was a grown, consenting adult, who had obviously put thought into how to drive Roy insane. Ed’s hips pushed against Roy’s again. Or maybe the brat was just-
“Evil,” Roy huffed as he lifted back up and moved his hands to Ed’s belt again. The air from Ed’s answering laugh ghosted over his cheek.
Roy unbuckled Ed’s belt, ripped the button from the hole, and yanked down Ed’s zipper. Then he slid his fingers under the fabric of Ed’s boxers, sat up, and pulled both underwear and pants down Ed’s mismatched legs and tossed them to the floor.
Roy could help but stop and appreciate the view. Edward Elric was in his bed, naked. Roy’s eyes followed the scars that crisscrossed the glorious tan body that was sprawled across his sheets. Ed squirmed under Roy’s scrutiny, but he couldn’t stop admiring. The beautiful image of a flushed Ed bare before him would be seared into Roy’s mind for the rest of his life.
Ed sat up and pulled Roy forward into a kiss. Then he flipped them so that Roy was lying on the bed under Ed. Roy’s blood pound in his ears as Ed kissed his way down Roy’s bare chest and tugged on Roy’s pajama pants. The blond devil smirked up at Roy and asked mockingly, “You sure?”
“Fuck yes, Blondie,” Roy taunted back as he raised his hips invitingly. Ed tugged until Roy was naked as well, and then finally the ‘isn’t Roy wonderful’ stare was back. When Ed met his eyes, Roy wiggled his brows to let Ed know that he knew what he was thinking and he agreed.
Ed’s lips quirked up, and he started to climb onto Roy again. Roy closed his eyes and leaned up for a kiss when he suddenly heard an, “Oh, wait,” and lost the body heat that had been hovering over him.
He opened his eyes to see Ed lying on his stomach and facing away. His arm was stretched out towards the floor. Roy was about to complain, but realized he couldn’t when presented with that view. For what felt like the millionth time in his life, Roy realized just how fit Ed was, and how grateful he was for that. Ed had a sea of perfect muscles, and at that moment they were all flexed and laid out before Roy. It was the sort of beauty that he felt compelled to touch.
Roy placed his hand on Ed’s well-toned ass and gave the firm muscle a squeeze before gliding his hand up. It was so perfect. Roy leaned down and placed a light kiss. Roy felt Ed shiver as he slid his hand further up Ed’s body, following the clear path marked by Ed’s spine with his hand and mouth.
Soon he reached the breathtaking waterfall of gold that was Ed’s hair. He gently tugged the hair tie out and tossed it away. The shiny strands cascaded down Ed’s back and over his shoulders. Roy ran his fingers through, from root to tip, helping the hair relax. Using two fingers, he gently slid the soft hair over one shoulder and pressed his lips to Ed’s revealed neck. He slowly kissed his way up to Ed’s ear, where he whispered, “What are you doing?” before taking the opportunity to bite and suck. Roy felt a shiver run through Ed. He ground his hips down from where he lay completely covering the blonde’s body, and Ed whimpered. Well, that was a better reaction, but there’s still room for improvement, Roy thought. Still moving his hips, Roy trailed his tongue down Ed’s neck before biting down on a particularly sensitive spot where Ed’s neck and shoulder met. A muffled cry filled the air as Ed bit down on the comforter. Much better.
Roy moved with him as Ed pushed back into a sitting position. “Got it,” Ed said with a smirk as he held up a small tube.
Roy took it, but couldn’t decipher any meaning in the Xingese text running along the side. “What is it? I can’t read Xingese.”
Even more color filled Ed’s already flushed face as he looked away. Oh this’ll be interesting, Roy thought.
“Umm, it’s a lubricant,” Ed said. Well that explained it, both Ed’s embarrassment and their need for it in the middle of sex. Roy may not have been with a man before, but he had been curious long enough to have paid attention to the rumors and stories. “It-Well, I asked around in Xing, and they explained some of the mechanics, the logistics really of what we were going to do, and what we might need,” Ed finished. He finally turned his head to meet Roy’s eyes again.
Roy couldn’t imagine the discussion that led to Ed’s new knowledge. Roy had never spoken to anyone about it, but Ed had talked to strangers in a foreign country in enough detail that he now knew what to do and what aids were needed.
“You asked around in Xing?”
For me? For us?
“Yeah, but I didn’t use your name or anything.”
You think I’m worried about my reputation? How could I be focused on anything other than you, perfect you, and the selfless way you’ve managed to ensure we aren’t both fumbling, clueless idiots?
“I just met some guys who were a couple, and they didn’t seem to mind me asking questions so I just kept asking. A lot of it made sense when thinking of it anatomically. I mean, I hadn’t really thought of it while picturing my anatomy books before that, but I mean-you studied some anatomy, right?”
Roy nodded. It was so Ed to question anything he didn’t understand perfectly. But looking at Ed’s blushing face, Roy knew that the conversation must have been awkward even if the men ‘didn’t seem to mind.’ Ed could barely retell the experience while meeting Roy’s eye, how had he talked to others? Roy imagined Ed uncomfortable, and rambling, and asking more and more questions because he didn’t know what to say and was still so curious.
“Well, it makes sense that a lubricant would be needed, and umm,” Ed looked away again, face flaming, “Preparation. How else would it fit really?”
Roy looked at the tube in his hand with more interest. He opened the top and was surprised that there wasn’t a seal that needed to be torn. And was some already smeared on the inside of the cap?
“And the thing about the prostate. Obviously you could touch it if your finger was there, but I just hadn’t really thought. And-”
“Has this been opened?” Roy asked.
He looked up, but couldn’t catch Ed’s eye. Ed was turned away and looked completely mortified. “I uh-I may have practiced a bit,” Ed mumbled.
He’d-? Ed had practiced? What did that mean? Did the Xingese couple show him how to use the lube when they gave it to him? Had Ed cheated?
“You practiced…” The words weakly escaped Roy’s mouth without his permission.
“So?!” Ed yelled, surprising Roy. “I was all alone, and only had that stupid picture of you, and I was already curious when you just had to tell me that you were undressing while we were on the phone, and then you fucking hung up on me after saying you were getting in the fucking shower, and what was I supposed to-!”
Roy tackled Ed onto the bed and kissed him hard. Ed hadn’t cheated. He’d gotten turned on by a damn phone call from Roy, and had taken matters into his own hands. Roy pictured Ed alone in some hotel room touching himself, experimenting with lube and fingers, to a picture of Roy. He pulled Ed’s face closer with one hand, and ran the other up Ed’s side. He wrapped both arms around Ed to bring him up and closer, while at the same time pushing his body down into Ed’s and the mattress. Roy couldn’t get enough. He wanted to be touching Ed, all of him, at once, he wanted Ed to know how amazing he was, he wanted to kiss Ed hard enough to make up for all of the lonely nights with only phone calls and photos.
Roy relished every moan he drew from Edward. He moved his hand from its place on Ed’s ass, around front, to between Ed’s legs. The breath wheezed out of Ed, and as he gasped for more, Roy kissed a trail from Ed’s mouth to his ear, where he said in a deeper voice than normal, “You are unbelievable.”
Roy listened to Ed gasp and whimper as he stroked him. With the other hand he squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers before sliding them between Ed’s cheeks. Ed jumped before relaxing and pulling Roy into another kiss. Ed’s clenched fist tugged Roy’s hair as he entered Ed with a finger and tongue.
Roy felt Ed fighting not to tense up, and ended the kiss to watch Ed’s face. He didn’t want to hurt him, and he had no idea if he was doing this right.
Roy sped up the hand that was moving along Ed’s shaft before adding a second finger. He moved his hands in sync as he watched Ed. He must be doing something right because Ed seemed to be enjoying it. He really was unbelievable. Roy felt incredibly lucky to have Ed in his bed. It had been empty for so long, and now it was warm and full of the love of his life, who was flushed and panting because of Roy’s hands alone.
“I’m-I’m gonna-” Ed rasped out as he pulled at Roy’s hand that was wrapped around him. Was that it? Was he ready? Roy pulled both hands away, and Ed whimpered. “No, three fingers.”
“Three?” Roy asked, once again grateful for Ed’s need to research, for his courage, for his intelligence, and beauty, inside and out. So perfect, how is this real?
Ed nodded. “They said three.”
Roy moved his hand back into place, and pushed in. Ed gave a slight wince, but then it was gone. Ed’s hand clawed at Roy’s free arm as he panted. He must be close, Roy thought.
Roy slicked himself with the lube with his free hand before removing the other from Ed and moving into place.
Ed pulled him into a kiss as he pushed, but as Roy felt the wince against his lips, he stopped. Something was wrong. What did I do wrong?
Ed shook his head, and said, “Do it,” but Roy hesitated. Something was wrong, and he didn’t want to hurt Ed. “Do it,” Ed repeated.
Maybe a distraction would help. There was no way that this could be completely comfortable their first time, but Roy could help. He wrapped his hand back around Ed and pumped slowly as he pushed in. It seemed to be working until Roy felt Ed’s legs wrap around him and pull him forward, shoving him all the way into Ed.
Ed stiffened, frozen with his eyes and mouth open in pain.
Oh no, oh no.
Roy leaned his forehead against Ed’s. “Ed?”
No response. What have I done? What have I done? I’ve hurt him. After everything he- I finally have him and I-
“I’m sorry,” Roy mumbled. He’d ruined everything, this perfect night, this perfect moment. He’d hurt the one person he cared for more than anything, the one person he’d waited over a decade to find. He closed his eyes. As much as he deserved to see the pain he caused he couldn’t bare to look Ed in the eyes. “I’m sorry,” he said again.
Roy felt Ed’s head shake from side to side, moving Roy’s along with it. A hand cupped his cheek, and thumb stroked under his eye before Ed kissed him. This kiss was softer than any other they had shared that night. It was reassuring, and safe, and everything Roy needed in that moment.
Roy kissed back, trying to show that he understood, but he didn’t want to hurt Ed so he did his best to move only his head. Ed’s hand stroked Roy’s side comfortingly before Ed pulled back and nodded for Roy to continue. Roy knew Ed’s smiles, and he knew this one was for his benefit. You don’t need to, Roy thought.
“’M fine,” Ed whispered.
Roy kissed Ed. You don’t need to be brave. You don’t need to be tough. Not here. Not for me.
Roy began to stroke Ed again, being sure to keep everything still but his hand. He moved his hand up and down Ed’s shaft slowly. He flicked his thumb over the head, before swirling his thumb and squeezing his whole hand slightly. He moved back to stroking up and down, the rhythm increasing as he went, until Ed was breathing heavily out of pleasure rather than pain. Don’t be brave. Don’t ask me to hurt you. Please.
Please. I’d die first. Roy kept his hand moving as he began to kiss Ed’s neck. He paid attention to every spot he knew Ed loved. The rhythm of his hand slowed again, making Ed groan. Then Roy carefully began moving himself to the same rhythm of his hand.
Roy stayed alert for any signs of pain, but didn’t see them this time. A few more strokes, and Ed gasped. “There. There, again,” Ed said breathlessly. Roy made sure to keep the same angle as he sped up.
Kissing forgotten, they lay with their heads next to one another, breathing hard and moaning. Every sound he coaxed from Edward was more beautiful than an orchestra. He enjoyed them just as much as the almost too tight heat squeezing him. They moved perfectly together, faster and faster, creating a pressure that built until it was overwhelming, consuming.
Ed made a high-pitched keening noise as he climaxed, squeezing Roy tighter still until he followed.
A moment of harsh breathing later, and Roy pulled out of him and rolled onto his side. Ed groaned as he rolled over into Roy’s embrace. Roy took deep breaths to even out his breathing as he savored the feeling of Ed in his arms. He felt lips press under his collarbone, and hugged Ed tighter.
He kissed Ed’s disheveled hair, and repeated, “You are unbelievable.”
“Mm hmm,” Ed agreed sleepily with a nod.
Roy laughed. You’re so perfect, truly unbelievable.
“I love you,” Roy whispered.
“Love you,” Ed mumbled against Roy’s chest.
One more tight hug, and Roy drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning Roy sat in nothing but sweatpants next to the bathtub, where Ed lay.
“I can’t believe you carried me in here,” Ed said with a chuckle.
Roy smiled, leaned over, cupped Ed’s cheek, and kissed him.
“Mmm,” Ed moaned as Roy peppered kisses along his cheek and neck before moving back to his lips. “You could have woken me sooner,” Ed said when Roy pulled back.
Roy thought back to waking up to the sight of Edward asleep in his bed, of taking a shower before running a bath so that Ed could clean in comfort. “You needed sleep.”
“You could have joined me in here,” Ed said while wiggle his eyebrows.
Roy brushed aside Ed’s damp bangs. “I thought you’d be more comfortable like this.”
“We both could have fit.” Ed looked at the tub. “Why do you have such a big tub anyway?”
“It’s only looks big because someone so small is in it,” Roy said with a smirk.
“Who are you calling-?” Ed cut off his rant with a wince. “Ow,” he moaned as he rubbed his lower back.
The smirk dropped from Roy’s face. He reached in and ran his hand soothingly up and down Ed’s side and lower back.
Ed frowned at him. “You look like a kicked puppy. I’m fine.”
Roy kissed him again while still rubbing his side. He pulled Ed’s lips into long, slow kisses as he ran his other hand through Ed’s hair, digging his fingers in in an impromptu head massage.
“Wait,” Ed said. He pulled back before leaning forward for one more kiss. “Can you get my suitcase?”
Roy raised his eyebrow, but stood, wiped his hands off with a towel, and walked back into their room. He grabbed Ed’s suitcase and brought it back to the bathroom. What did Ed need his suitcase for? Surely the Xingese couple hadn’t given him even more sex aids.
“Open the front part,” Ed said.
Roy unzipped it and pulled out a brown paper bag with Xingese writing on it. Inside was an old book with more Xingese text on the front.
“It’s a book on the use of fire and air in alkahestry. It has really wide gaps between the lines, so I translated it for you. Sorry if my handwriting is a little sloppy in places, I had to do most of the writing on the trains.”
Roy opened the book to see handwritten Xingese text written under Ed’s Amestrian translation. There were boarders depicting the different elements, mostly fire and air, painted on each of the pages.
“I-” Roy cut off more of Ed’s explanation with a kiss. “I thought it would help with your fire alchemy,” Ed continued anyway, muffled by Roy’s lips. Roy moved on to kissing his jaw. “Or maybe you’d just find it interesting. I don’t know, I just saw it and thought of you.” He paused to take in a sharp breath as Roy sucked on his neck. “I-I… didn’t even realize till later that you couldn’t read it.” Roy moved back up to Ed’s lips, muffling the next part again. “So then I started translating.”
“Perfect,” Roy said with his mouth still pressed to Ed’s. “Thank you,” even muffled, he hoped Ed could still hear the meaning behind the words, just how much he was thankful for.
“Mmm,” Ed moaned and pulled Roy closer to him.
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Wow, so this ended up over a thousand words longer than the last chapter, and that's including the last chapter's ANs O.O
Roy turned out to be really full of the fluff, and kind of sad, the poor guy. He's also pretty touchy feely, but that's kind of expected after so much time deprived of a romantic relationship.
Author: lilshorty7923
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Ed's language, yaoi
Spoilers: This takes place after Brotherhood, so will have spoilers for that series
Pairings: Roy/Ed
Summary: This is a kind of prequel to my story, Redo. It's a mostly non-linear collection of moments from before Redo started (from Ed and Al's original time line). It can be read separately. Roy/Ed Al/Winry
Author's Notes: This fic can also be found on ff.net and AO3
Roy’s POV of last chapter (their first time). I hope it’s not too repetitive. I think Roy’s thoughts changed it a lot, and I added another scene at the end.
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It was weird. Usually when Roy picked Ed up from the train station, Ed wouldn’t shut up. It would be a non-stop car ride of fast paced, curse laden commentary about Xing, trains, Roy’s haircut, Ed’s need for new boots, and whatever other thoughts flitted through the blonde’s head.
But not this time. Ed had been eerily quiet most of the ride back. Maybe he wasn’t quiet enough to throw up warning flags for a normal person, but this was Ed, who always had something to say. Now he was sticking with short responses and long stares? It just felt weird to Roy. Maybe Ed was having second thoughts about living with him. But he always seemed so comfortable in the house, and he’d agreed to it being their house.
Maybe Roy should remind him that no one would think it was weird for two friends to live together, especially when one of them had just moved to town. And if they suspected anything, then it wasn’t as big of an issue as it would have been when they first got together. Things had changed in the two years that they’d been dating; the military, society even, followed more of a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy than the righteous shunning one they had before. And if Roy’s efforts continued as effectively as they had been, then things would only get better. It was good to be towards the top of the chain.
“Is something wrong?” Roy asked while opening the door to their house and letting Ed in. “You seem quiet.”
Ed was staring again, and Roy took the opportunity to stare back. Ed had filled out more while away, and his blue shirt clung snuggly to his well-toned body. His hair was in his, now customary, high ponytail, and fell in a cascade of gold over his shoulder. Roy’s eyes traveled down Ed’s arm to his hand that was fidgeting with his pant’s pocket, and it was only too easy for his gaze to then move just a small distance over to the front of Ed’s pants.
Roy glanced away and took a step forward. “Ed?” he said because surely it had been too long a pause, and it wasn’t just him feeling this tension. Roy moved behind him as Ed scratched the back of his head with a laugh.
“Yeah, sorry. It was just a long train ride. I guess I’m still kind of out of it.”
Of course that was it. The long hours of travelling would be hard on anyone. Roy could see the tension in Ed’s muscles; they must have been sore from the hard train seats. He smoothed his hands over Ed’s shoulders, and began to massage him. He smiled as Ed relaxed. He’d wanted Ed to have a stress free first night back, so anything he could do to help, he would.
“Why don’t you go relax in the living room while I make us some tea?”
Roy watched Ed walk to the couch as he moved to the kitchen. Ed always liked his tea, so it would be the best thing to help him relax now.
Roy put the water on the stove, and moved over to the tallest cabinet. He stretched his arm up and pushed his hand between decoy bags and cans of food to the tea hidden in the back. If only Ed knew what tea he was drinking, Roy smirked to himself at the thought. He could just imagine the appalled look on Ed’s face if he saw the flower covered container his tea came in. He’d probably never drink it again. He’d never let Roy live it down-even if Roy explained it was a gag gift from Riza that just happened to be delicious. Then Roy would either have to endure the taunts every time he drank tea, or he’d have to resort to only drinking this particular tea in secret. He crinkled his face in distaste at the thought as he filled the cups with water. It was probably just for the best if Ed never saw the tea.
Roy finished making the tea and brought both cups into the living room. He paused for a moment to just look at the blond sitting on the couch. Ed really looked incredible in their house. Still a little tense, but so much more calm than he’d been as a teenager. Roy loved seeing him at peace and in the house where they could spend the rest of their lives together. He was astounded each time Ed called, or wrote, or came home. After so many years of accepting that he would be alone forever, he now had Ed, who was intelligent, and funny, and handsome, and so much more than Roy could have hoped for.
“Here you go,” Roy said as he placed a cup in front of Ed and sat down. It was the least Roy could do to make Ed feel comfortable and not pressured. Ed was an adult, and he’d seen more than many adults that Roy knew, but he was still so young. Roy knew how experienced he was in some areas, and how completely inexperienced he was in others. Even though Roy had never been with a man, had never even kissed one before Edward, he had been with women. Ed had skipped that part of the denial phase, and Roy wasn’t going to pressure him to do anything he wasn’t ready for.
Roy’s head whipped around as he heard Ed moan into his tea. Did he like the tea that much that he had to make that noise while drinking it? Ed’s eyes were closed and he looked so blissful that Roy couldn’t help but imagine him moaning like that in his bed. Ed’s eyes opened and Roy hurried to look away. If only he had long hair like Ed’s that could hide the heat in his face. The thought only made him imagine Ed’s long hair free and falling over Ed’s bare chest as he rode Roy.
Time for a change in subject. “So was the train ride bad?” Roy asked, and he could have slapped himself. Don’t talk about riding, you’re trying to get you’re thoughts clean, Mustang.
“Not really. I slept some, talked to strangers, the usual. I beat some guy in cards, so he had to give me the dessert from his lunch.”
“I’m going to assume that you cheated.”
“What? You bastard, I would never-”
“Al’s told me about you. In fact, I don’t think I’ve seen, or heard of, you playing a card game without cheating.”
“Al’s a traitor,” Ed said with a pout, and crossed his arms. He looked so cute as he gave up his ridiculous pose in favor of more tea. Roy laughed. They could put off sex as long as Ed needed. Roy didn’t mind, not for someone as amazing as Ed.
Ed was staring again. Roy could feel it as he sipped his tea. Ed’s stare made him self-aware to an almost uncomfortable level, but Roy loved it. Ed stared like he couldn’t get enough of seeing Roy, like he found Roy just as fascinating as Roy found him.
Ed put his cup down, and it was the perfect excuse to leave the room. Roy smiled as he offered to take Ed’s cup to the kitchen. Once there he gulped the last of his own tea. He didn’t like that he’d lied about being done himself, but Ed just looked so good, and was finally within reach, and stared that way that drove Roy mad. Roy took a few deep, calming breaths as he rinsed out their cups. Ed wasn’t ready yet, he reminded himself. They could talk things over tomorrow, but Roy wasn’t going to push for so much as a kiss the first night back. He didn’t want it to lead to more, and risk losing everything he had with Ed.
He walked back into the living room to see Ed resting his eyes. He had said the train ride was long, so of course he was tired. Here Roy was, thinking about fooling around, and Ed was probably dead on his feet.
He walked over to stand in front of Ed. “You’re tired,” he said, “let’s go to bed.” Roy continued to berate himself as they walked up the stairs. He should have noticed how tired Ed was sooner. Instead, he’d been preoccupied with lecherous thoughts. He sighed as he took his pajamas into the bathroom to change. Roy chose his long-sleeved, button up blue pajamas. Partly because he couldn’t get Ed’s tight blue shirt out of his mind, but mostly because they were comfortable, showed almost no skin, and were the least sexy things he owned to sleep in.
When he got out of the bathroom Ed would be in his sleepwear, Roy would be in his, and they would go straight to bed. They might cuddle if Ed wanted to, but that was it. No inappropriate touching, and no inappropriate thoughts
He walked back into the bedroom to find Ed sitting, still clothed, on the bed. “Oh, you didn’t change,” Roy said.
Ed just stared at him, and not in the ‘isn’t Roy wonderful’ way. He didn’t move a muscle besides his eyes travelling up and down Roy’s body. Something was wrong. Was it whatever had been distracting him all evening? Was he just tired? Sick from the train?
“Are you okay?” Roy asked as he walked closer. He hesitated next to Ed, unsure if he should reach out and touch. No one moved for a moment before Ed slowly reached up and wrapped a finger around the top button of Roy’s shirt. The tug of the fabric pulled Roy’s head down, and his lips landed on Ed’s.
Ed held them close together, their lips pressed together with a pressure that was almost painful. Roy felt Ed’s tongue slide across his bottom lip, and as soon as he opened his mouth Ed swept in and wasted no time in exploring. Roy moaned.
Roy reached up and cupped Ed’s face, trying to bring them still closer. They leaned back onto the bed, supported by Ed’s elbows and Roy’s hand. Roy slid his other to the back of Ed’s neck, digging his fingertips into the hair he’d wanted to caress all night. Roy took charge of the kiss. He pushed his tongue forward and curled it against the roof of Ed’s mouth as Ed’s hands slipped under Roy’s shirt to touch his chest. Roy swallowed Ed’s moan greedily.
Ed’s kiss was full of passion and promise. It was full of the potential the night had. It was everything Roy had been imagining. Ed’s hand skidded across the top of Roy’s pants, and Roy realized that the kiss was too much.
Roy pulled back, and stood, breathing heavily, over the still dazed Ed. Ed was twenty. He was caught up in the moment and asking for things he didn’t know about. Roy needed to be the responsible one, the clearheaded one that could assess the situation and drive them toward the right decision. Sometimes he hated being the older one. He sighed. His role as the mature one seemed particularly awful when Ed sat up and licked his lips while eyeing Roy hungrily. Did he even know how sexy he was being?
“Ed, we don’t have to do this.” He needed Ed to understand. Roy had no expectations for Ed to live up to, he wasn’t going to pressure him, and Ed shouldn’t feel the need to continue just because they were finally alone together, or just because they had started. Once Ed calmed down he would see how they were moving too fast and Roy was making the right decision.
Roy held both of Ed’s hands as he said, “We don’t have to push further just because you’re home.” Ed freed his hands and trailed them up Roy’s arms, tickling him through the cloth. Ed began to undo the remaining buttons on Roy’s shirt. When had Ed even gotten the bottom ones open? Roy hadn’t noticed. “We don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with,” Roy cut off with a gasp as Ed finished the last button and pulled his shirt open. The air of the bedroom felt cold against his overheated skin. “We can just go to bed. I’m fine with that,” he managed to say.
Ed looked up at Roy through his eyelashes, “But I want to do this.” He leaned forward and placed a kiss on Roy’s abs that Roy could feel down to his groin. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked, and Roy revised his earlier idea of innocent, naive Ed. The damn brat knew exactly how sexy he could be, and was taking advantage of it. “Don’t you want to, Roy?” Roy gasped again as air hit the cool trail Ed had left. A shiver went through him from both the sudden cold and hearing his name from Ed’s lips. “Can’t we keep doing this, Roy?” Ed asked in a low tone before licking around Roy’s belly button. Roy struggled to catch his breath. “Please?” he whispered before sticking his tongue in Roy’s navel. Roy groaned; Ed pleading, how was he supposed to stand up to that?
He grabbed Ed and tossed him into the middle of the bed. Roy hurried out of his shirt before climbing after him. The brat wanted to play dirty? Fine, Roy would stop holding back. He’d give into every instinct that was screaming at him to bite, and kiss, and lick. He’d devour Ed.
Ed smirked as Roy started in on his neck. “You’re evil,” Roy said before licking a line up Ed’s throat.
“That was fun,” Roy heard in the heavy breathing above his head.
“Pure evil,” Roy said as he continued to nibble and suck. Ed’s moan vibrated through Roy’s lips. Ed’s neck was extremely sensitive, and Roy loved taking advantage of that but he needed more skin. He pushed at Ed’s shirt, and Ed moved so that they could pull it over his head. Roy threw it, and it landed with a crash.
What was that? Roy thought as he looked over his shoulder.
“It was just my suitcase,” Ed said.
Roy could see the corner of Ed’s suitcase, where it lay on the floor. He hadn’t even had time to unpack. They could stop now, pick up the suitcase, put Ed’s cloths away, and really think this through with clear heads-
“Leave it,” Ed said.
Roy looked back at Ed, who was lying flushed and out of breathe on the bed. Roy nodded, and pressed his lips back to Ed’s. He sighed into this kiss.
The lips under Roy’s started moving, muttering something about Ed brushing his teeth. It was so too bothersome trying to kiss moving lips, Roy thought as he moved to kiss Ed’s cheek and then trail his mouth over Ed’s jaw.
“Should I-” There were so many better ways to shut Ed up than kissing his lips. Roy smirked against Ed’s neck as Ed gasped when Roy’s hands found Ed’s belt buckle.
But what if the gasp wasn’t just in pleasure? What if Ed had gone still because he wasn’t ready? What if he was reconsidering?
Roy watched Ed’s eyes for any hint of doubt. “You’re sure?”
“For fuck’s sake…” Ed rolled his eyes, and before Roy knew it he was being pulled down and Ed was grinding up against him. They both groaned and he had to put his head down next to Ed’s for a moment. “Fucking yes, bastard,” was whispered in Roy’s ear before he felt the delightful tickle of teeth nibbling the edge of his ear.
Roy took in a deep breath. No more second-guessing; Ed was definitely ready for this. He was a grown, consenting adult, who had obviously put thought into how to drive Roy insane. Ed’s hips pushed against Roy’s again. Or maybe the brat was just-
“Evil,” Roy huffed as he lifted back up and moved his hands to Ed’s belt again. The air from Ed’s answering laugh ghosted over his cheek.
Roy unbuckled Ed’s belt, ripped the button from the hole, and yanked down Ed’s zipper. Then he slid his fingers under the fabric of Ed’s boxers, sat up, and pulled both underwear and pants down Ed’s mismatched legs and tossed them to the floor.
Roy could help but stop and appreciate the view. Edward Elric was in his bed, naked. Roy’s eyes followed the scars that crisscrossed the glorious tan body that was sprawled across his sheets. Ed squirmed under Roy’s scrutiny, but he couldn’t stop admiring. The beautiful image of a flushed Ed bare before him would be seared into Roy’s mind for the rest of his life.
Ed sat up and pulled Roy forward into a kiss. Then he flipped them so that Roy was lying on the bed under Ed. Roy’s blood pound in his ears as Ed kissed his way down Roy’s bare chest and tugged on Roy’s pajama pants. The blond devil smirked up at Roy and asked mockingly, “You sure?”
“Fuck yes, Blondie,” Roy taunted back as he raised his hips invitingly. Ed tugged until Roy was naked as well, and then finally the ‘isn’t Roy wonderful’ stare was back. When Ed met his eyes, Roy wiggled his brows to let Ed know that he knew what he was thinking and he agreed.
Ed’s lips quirked up, and he started to climb onto Roy again. Roy closed his eyes and leaned up for a kiss when he suddenly heard an, “Oh, wait,” and lost the body heat that had been hovering over him.
He opened his eyes to see Ed lying on his stomach and facing away. His arm was stretched out towards the floor. Roy was about to complain, but realized he couldn’t when presented with that view. For what felt like the millionth time in his life, Roy realized just how fit Ed was, and how grateful he was for that. Ed had a sea of perfect muscles, and at that moment they were all flexed and laid out before Roy. It was the sort of beauty that he felt compelled to touch.
Roy placed his hand on Ed’s well-toned ass and gave the firm muscle a squeeze before gliding his hand up. It was so perfect. Roy leaned down and placed a light kiss. Roy felt Ed shiver as he slid his hand further up Ed’s body, following the clear path marked by Ed’s spine with his hand and mouth.
Soon he reached the breathtaking waterfall of gold that was Ed’s hair. He gently tugged the hair tie out and tossed it away. The shiny strands cascaded down Ed’s back and over his shoulders. Roy ran his fingers through, from root to tip, helping the hair relax. Using two fingers, he gently slid the soft hair over one shoulder and pressed his lips to Ed’s revealed neck. He slowly kissed his way up to Ed’s ear, where he whispered, “What are you doing?” before taking the opportunity to bite and suck. Roy felt a shiver run through Ed. He ground his hips down from where he lay completely covering the blonde’s body, and Ed whimpered. Well, that was a better reaction, but there’s still room for improvement, Roy thought. Still moving his hips, Roy trailed his tongue down Ed’s neck before biting down on a particularly sensitive spot where Ed’s neck and shoulder met. A muffled cry filled the air as Ed bit down on the comforter. Much better.
Roy moved with him as Ed pushed back into a sitting position. “Got it,” Ed said with a smirk as he held up a small tube.
Roy took it, but couldn’t decipher any meaning in the Xingese text running along the side. “What is it? I can’t read Xingese.”
Even more color filled Ed’s already flushed face as he looked away. Oh this’ll be interesting, Roy thought.
“Umm, it’s a lubricant,” Ed said. Well that explained it, both Ed’s embarrassment and their need for it in the middle of sex. Roy may not have been with a man before, but he had been curious long enough to have paid attention to the rumors and stories. “It-Well, I asked around in Xing, and they explained some of the mechanics, the logistics really of what we were going to do, and what we might need,” Ed finished. He finally turned his head to meet Roy’s eyes again.
Roy couldn’t imagine the discussion that led to Ed’s new knowledge. Roy had never spoken to anyone about it, but Ed had talked to strangers in a foreign country in enough detail that he now knew what to do and what aids were needed.
“You asked around in Xing?”
For me? For us?
“Yeah, but I didn’t use your name or anything.”
You think I’m worried about my reputation? How could I be focused on anything other than you, perfect you, and the selfless way you’ve managed to ensure we aren’t both fumbling, clueless idiots?
“I just met some guys who were a couple, and they didn’t seem to mind me asking questions so I just kept asking. A lot of it made sense when thinking of it anatomically. I mean, I hadn’t really thought of it while picturing my anatomy books before that, but I mean-you studied some anatomy, right?”
Roy nodded. It was so Ed to question anything he didn’t understand perfectly. But looking at Ed’s blushing face, Roy knew that the conversation must have been awkward even if the men ‘didn’t seem to mind.’ Ed could barely retell the experience while meeting Roy’s eye, how had he talked to others? Roy imagined Ed uncomfortable, and rambling, and asking more and more questions because he didn’t know what to say and was still so curious.
“Well, it makes sense that a lubricant would be needed, and umm,” Ed looked away again, face flaming, “Preparation. How else would it fit really?”
Roy looked at the tube in his hand with more interest. He opened the top and was surprised that there wasn’t a seal that needed to be torn. And was some already smeared on the inside of the cap?
“And the thing about the prostate. Obviously you could touch it if your finger was there, but I just hadn’t really thought. And-”
“Has this been opened?” Roy asked.
He looked up, but couldn’t catch Ed’s eye. Ed was turned away and looked completely mortified. “I uh-I may have practiced a bit,” Ed mumbled.
He’d-? Ed had practiced? What did that mean? Did the Xingese couple show him how to use the lube when they gave it to him? Had Ed cheated?
“You practiced…” The words weakly escaped Roy’s mouth without his permission.
“So?!” Ed yelled, surprising Roy. “I was all alone, and only had that stupid picture of you, and I was already curious when you just had to tell me that you were undressing while we were on the phone, and then you fucking hung up on me after saying you were getting in the fucking shower, and what was I supposed to-!”
Roy tackled Ed onto the bed and kissed him hard. Ed hadn’t cheated. He’d gotten turned on by a damn phone call from Roy, and had taken matters into his own hands. Roy pictured Ed alone in some hotel room touching himself, experimenting with lube and fingers, to a picture of Roy. He pulled Ed’s face closer with one hand, and ran the other up Ed’s side. He wrapped both arms around Ed to bring him up and closer, while at the same time pushing his body down into Ed’s and the mattress. Roy couldn’t get enough. He wanted to be touching Ed, all of him, at once, he wanted Ed to know how amazing he was, he wanted to kiss Ed hard enough to make up for all of the lonely nights with only phone calls and photos.
Roy relished every moan he drew from Edward. He moved his hand from its place on Ed’s ass, around front, to between Ed’s legs. The breath wheezed out of Ed, and as he gasped for more, Roy kissed a trail from Ed’s mouth to his ear, where he said in a deeper voice than normal, “You are unbelievable.”
Roy listened to Ed gasp and whimper as he stroked him. With the other hand he squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers before sliding them between Ed’s cheeks. Ed jumped before relaxing and pulling Roy into another kiss. Ed’s clenched fist tugged Roy’s hair as he entered Ed with a finger and tongue.
Roy felt Ed fighting not to tense up, and ended the kiss to watch Ed’s face. He didn’t want to hurt him, and he had no idea if he was doing this right.
Roy sped up the hand that was moving along Ed’s shaft before adding a second finger. He moved his hands in sync as he watched Ed. He must be doing something right because Ed seemed to be enjoying it. He really was unbelievable. Roy felt incredibly lucky to have Ed in his bed. It had been empty for so long, and now it was warm and full of the love of his life, who was flushed and panting because of Roy’s hands alone.
“I’m-I’m gonna-” Ed rasped out as he pulled at Roy’s hand that was wrapped around him. Was that it? Was he ready? Roy pulled both hands away, and Ed whimpered. “No, three fingers.”
“Three?” Roy asked, once again grateful for Ed’s need to research, for his courage, for his intelligence, and beauty, inside and out. So perfect, how is this real?
Ed nodded. “They said three.”
Roy moved his hand back into place, and pushed in. Ed gave a slight wince, but then it was gone. Ed’s hand clawed at Roy’s free arm as he panted. He must be close, Roy thought.
Roy slicked himself with the lube with his free hand before removing the other from Ed and moving into place.
Ed pulled him into a kiss as he pushed, but as Roy felt the wince against his lips, he stopped. Something was wrong. What did I do wrong?
Ed shook his head, and said, “Do it,” but Roy hesitated. Something was wrong, and he didn’t want to hurt Ed. “Do it,” Ed repeated.
Maybe a distraction would help. There was no way that this could be completely comfortable their first time, but Roy could help. He wrapped his hand back around Ed and pumped slowly as he pushed in. It seemed to be working until Roy felt Ed’s legs wrap around him and pull him forward, shoving him all the way into Ed.
Ed stiffened, frozen with his eyes and mouth open in pain.
Oh no, oh no.
Roy leaned his forehead against Ed’s. “Ed?”
No response. What have I done? What have I done? I’ve hurt him. After everything he- I finally have him and I-
“I’m sorry,” Roy mumbled. He’d ruined everything, this perfect night, this perfect moment. He’d hurt the one person he cared for more than anything, the one person he’d waited over a decade to find. He closed his eyes. As much as he deserved to see the pain he caused he couldn’t bare to look Ed in the eyes. “I’m sorry,” he said again.
Roy felt Ed’s head shake from side to side, moving Roy’s along with it. A hand cupped his cheek, and thumb stroked under his eye before Ed kissed him. This kiss was softer than any other they had shared that night. It was reassuring, and safe, and everything Roy needed in that moment.
Roy kissed back, trying to show that he understood, but he didn’t want to hurt Ed so he did his best to move only his head. Ed’s hand stroked Roy’s side comfortingly before Ed pulled back and nodded for Roy to continue. Roy knew Ed’s smiles, and he knew this one was for his benefit. You don’t need to, Roy thought.
“’M fine,” Ed whispered.
Roy kissed Ed. You don’t need to be brave. You don’t need to be tough. Not here. Not for me.
Roy began to stroke Ed again, being sure to keep everything still but his hand. He moved his hand up and down Ed’s shaft slowly. He flicked his thumb over the head, before swirling his thumb and squeezing his whole hand slightly. He moved back to stroking up and down, the rhythm increasing as he went, until Ed was breathing heavily out of pleasure rather than pain. Don’t be brave. Don’t ask me to hurt you. Please.
Please. I’d die first. Roy kept his hand moving as he began to kiss Ed’s neck. He paid attention to every spot he knew Ed loved. The rhythm of his hand slowed again, making Ed groan. Then Roy carefully began moving himself to the same rhythm of his hand.
Roy stayed alert for any signs of pain, but didn’t see them this time. A few more strokes, and Ed gasped. “There. There, again,” Ed said breathlessly. Roy made sure to keep the same angle as he sped up.
Kissing forgotten, they lay with their heads next to one another, breathing hard and moaning. Every sound he coaxed from Edward was more beautiful than an orchestra. He enjoyed them just as much as the almost too tight heat squeezing him. They moved perfectly together, faster and faster, creating a pressure that built until it was overwhelming, consuming.
Ed made a high-pitched keening noise as he climaxed, squeezing Roy tighter still until he followed.
A moment of harsh breathing later, and Roy pulled out of him and rolled onto his side. Ed groaned as he rolled over into Roy’s embrace. Roy took deep breaths to even out his breathing as he savored the feeling of Ed in his arms. He felt lips press under his collarbone, and hugged Ed tighter.
He kissed Ed’s disheveled hair, and repeated, “You are unbelievable.”
“Mm hmm,” Ed agreed sleepily with a nod.
Roy laughed. You’re so perfect, truly unbelievable.
“I love you,” Roy whispered.
“Love you,” Ed mumbled against Roy’s chest.
One more tight hug, and Roy drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning Roy sat in nothing but sweatpants next to the bathtub, where Ed lay.
“I can’t believe you carried me in here,” Ed said with a chuckle.
Roy smiled, leaned over, cupped Ed’s cheek, and kissed him.
“Mmm,” Ed moaned as Roy peppered kisses along his cheek and neck before moving back to his lips. “You could have woken me sooner,” Ed said when Roy pulled back.
Roy thought back to waking up to the sight of Edward asleep in his bed, of taking a shower before running a bath so that Ed could clean in comfort. “You needed sleep.”
“You could have joined me in here,” Ed said while wiggle his eyebrows.
Roy brushed aside Ed’s damp bangs. “I thought you’d be more comfortable like this.”
“We both could have fit.” Ed looked at the tub. “Why do you have such a big tub anyway?”
“It’s only looks big because someone so small is in it,” Roy said with a smirk.
“Who are you calling-?” Ed cut off his rant with a wince. “Ow,” he moaned as he rubbed his lower back.
The smirk dropped from Roy’s face. He reached in and ran his hand soothingly up and down Ed’s side and lower back.
Ed frowned at him. “You look like a kicked puppy. I’m fine.”
Roy kissed him again while still rubbing his side. He pulled Ed’s lips into long, slow kisses as he ran his other hand through Ed’s hair, digging his fingers in in an impromptu head massage.
“Wait,” Ed said. He pulled back before leaning forward for one more kiss. “Can you get my suitcase?”
Roy raised his eyebrow, but stood, wiped his hands off with a towel, and walked back into their room. He grabbed Ed’s suitcase and brought it back to the bathroom. What did Ed need his suitcase for? Surely the Xingese couple hadn’t given him even more sex aids.
“Open the front part,” Ed said.
Roy unzipped it and pulled out a brown paper bag with Xingese writing on it. Inside was an old book with more Xingese text on the front.
“It’s a book on the use of fire and air in alkahestry. It has really wide gaps between the lines, so I translated it for you. Sorry if my handwriting is a little sloppy in places, I had to do most of the writing on the trains.”
Roy opened the book to see handwritten Xingese text written under Ed’s Amestrian translation. There were boarders depicting the different elements, mostly fire and air, painted on each of the pages.
“I-” Roy cut off more of Ed’s explanation with a kiss. “I thought it would help with your fire alchemy,” Ed continued anyway, muffled by Roy’s lips. Roy moved on to kissing his jaw. “Or maybe you’d just find it interesting. I don’t know, I just saw it and thought of you.” He paused to take in a sharp breath as Roy sucked on his neck. “I-I… didn’t even realize till later that you couldn’t read it.” Roy moved back up to Ed’s lips, muffling the next part again. “So then I started translating.”
“Perfect,” Roy said with his mouth still pressed to Ed’s. “Thank you,” even muffled, he hoped Ed could still hear the meaning behind the words, just how much he was thankful for.
“Mmm,” Ed moaned and pulled Roy closer to him.
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Wow, so this ended up over a thousand words longer than the last chapter, and that's including the last chapter's ANs O.O
Roy turned out to be really full of the fluff, and kind of sad, the poor guy. He's also pretty touchy feely, but that's kind of expected after so much time deprived of a romantic relationship.