Closet- for Elegant_Paws
Closet- for Elegant_Paws
This is for you, Elegant_Paws. Hope ya like. :)
Title: Closet
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Mustang x Havoc x Ed
Summary: Who knows what goes on behind locked doors?
Warnings: No real spoilers.
Rating: Oh, I would say hard R.
Hands desperately reached for buttons. They knew that they didn't have much time. It was so wrong that they were in one of the janitor's closet at Central command, practically ripping each others clothes off.
But that was part of the fun.
"Nng, Jean.." Roy knew they had to be quiet, but when his Lieutenant kneeled in front of him and undid his pants, freeing the aching length within, he couldn't help but moan his secret lover's name.
"Shhh.." Jean looked up at him with that same goofy grin that Roy saw in the office. Roy nodded and gripped at one of the metal shelves inside the room that was barely big enough for one person.
That oh so talented mouth started to work on him, and he was sure that he was going to melt into the floor. Roy closed his eyes and heard his head bang against the back wall hard- he knew he would have a small bruise there but he couldn't think about that now, and...
... and oh God, he's using his TEETH now..
Jean bobbed his head faster, he felt his lover tense in front of him, felt the buck of his hips in time with the small flickers of the tongue on the underside of his head- a place he knew drove the alchemist wild.
"Nnnng.." Roy couldn't speak, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe all he was was in his moment.. he was Jean's and Jean was his and they were...
"Yeah, sure, Hawkeye. I'll grab it." They both heard a voice right outside the door. A key went in the lock and the door opened.
"Wait wha- " Anything Ed was going to say stopped at the moment of realization.
"YOU!" Ed pointed angrily at the blond. "You said I was the only one!" Jean's jaw dropped open, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring any words to his mouth.
By the time he was finally able to mutter the word "Ed.." he was long gone. Jean looked back to Roy, who already had his pants up and was putting his hair into some semblance of order.
"Um, Jean, I would go find him. I think you have some explaining to do."
Without another word, Jean ran off to attempt to placate his young, volatile lover.
Roy straightened his collar, then closed and locked the door behind him, as if nothing had ever happened.
It looked like it was going to be an interesting rest of the day.
This is for you, Elegant_Paws. Hope ya like. :)
Title: Closet
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Mustang x Havoc x Ed
Summary: Who knows what goes on behind locked doors?
Warnings: No real spoilers.
Rating: Oh, I would say hard R.
Hands desperately reached for buttons. They knew that they didn't have much time. It was so wrong that they were in one of the janitor's closet at Central command, practically ripping each others clothes off.
But that was part of the fun.
"Nng, Jean.." Roy knew they had to be quiet, but when his Lieutenant kneeled in front of him and undid his pants, freeing the aching length within, he couldn't help but moan his secret lover's name.
"Shhh.." Jean looked up at him with that same goofy grin that Roy saw in the office. Roy nodded and gripped at one of the metal shelves inside the room that was barely big enough for one person.
That oh so talented mouth started to work on him, and he was sure that he was going to melt into the floor. Roy closed his eyes and heard his head bang against the back wall hard- he knew he would have a small bruise there but he couldn't think about that now, and...
... and oh God, he's using his TEETH now..
Jean bobbed his head faster, he felt his lover tense in front of him, felt the buck of his hips in time with the small flickers of the tongue on the underside of his head- a place he knew drove the alchemist wild.
"Nnnng.." Roy couldn't speak, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe all he was was in his moment.. he was Jean's and Jean was his and they were...
"Yeah, sure, Hawkeye. I'll grab it." They both heard a voice right outside the door. A key went in the lock and the door opened.
"Wait wha- " Anything Ed was going to say stopped at the moment of realization.
"YOU!" Ed pointed angrily at the blond. "You said I was the only one!" Jean's jaw dropped open, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring any words to his mouth.
By the time he was finally able to mutter the word "Ed.." he was long gone. Jean looked back to Roy, who already had his pants up and was putting his hair into some semblance of order.
"Um, Jean, I would go find him. I think you have some explaining to do."
Without another word, Jean ran off to attempt to placate his young, volatile lover.
Roy straightened his collar, then closed and locked the door behind him, as if nothing had ever happened.
It looked like it was going to be an interesting rest of the day.