Drabble Requests
Taking a cue from bob_fish
I need to get my writing mojo back. Request a drabble if you want. Word count will probably vary. I will do FMA, canon pairing, Yaoi Pairing, whutever. Won't promise I'll do them all but I'll give it a go!
I need to get my writing mojo back. Request a drabble if you want. Word count will probably vary. I will do FMA, canon pairing, Yaoi Pairing, whutever. Won't promise I'll do them all but I'll give it a go!
"THE FUCK YES I'M A MAN," Ed snarled back, leaning in until he was almost nose to nose with Darius, the he glanced down to the mug in his hand. "What does drinking possibly stolen beer have to do with it?" he said.
Darius lifted the cup then, pressed it to Ed's lips and Ed sputtered, snatched the cup and took a step back. Then he took a deep breath, squared his shoulders and up ended the cup, letting some of the beer slosh down his chin while some of it went down his throat. Then he coughed and half gagged and Darius thumped his back hard enough to almost bring the beer back up.
"That's the spirit, let me get you another one," Darius said, snagged the cup from Ed's lax grip and went to refill it.
"You are so easily goaded," a voice came from out of the dark beyond the light of the campfire where Darius, Ed and Heinkle had parked for the night. Greed slinked in and seated himself gracefully, crossed legged by the fire, he turned to look at Ed again. "Did you like it?" he asked.
Now Ed didn't have any true experience with beer. He'd had it offered before, sloshed on him before and thrown in his face before, but in all these endeavors he'd failed to get it into his mouth. So this being his first experience with a lukewarm version, he didn't find it all to wonderful. However, the MAN comment still stung, and because he did have this vague idea that men drank this sort of thing, he was loathed to admit he didn't really think he cared for it.
"It was fine," he sniffed, looking down his nose at Greed, sitting there grinning up at him. "And I wasn't goaded, I was thristy."
Darius returned then, another cup in hand along with a cup for himself, he thrust it at Ed, grinning proudly.
"Our little alchemist is growing up," he said.
Ed, already into mid-chug, almost drown himself in order to try and spit out some derogatory gorilla remark in retaliation to the further slight on his manhood by imply he was height challenged. This time Greed got up to pat his back.
"Just breath," Greed said merrily. "There will be plenty of opportunity to threaten Darius' life later."
Ed squared his jaw, narrowed his eyes and finished chugging his second beer. He'd be damned if a monkey, a lion and a... quasi-human thing were going to out-man him at anything.
Several of these man-proving chugs later Ed was flushed rosy, grinning at anything said to him and sitting on the ground next to Greed and sort of leaning on him. It was a happy, sloppy lean and Greed himself was looking bored and yawned occassionally and questioning the wisdom of letting Ed continue to try and one up men who were three times his size in a beer drinking contest. In fact, it was so boring he gave into his other side and dropped off to sleep. Ling squinted at the fire light a moment before realizing who was leaning on him and leaned back on his hands so that Ed tipped right over into his lap.
Ed blinked up at him and Ling smiled down.
"Hi," Ling said. "What are you doing tonight?"
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"It looks like fun," Ling said almost whistfully. Oh the shameful things that went through his mind while he sat there, a lovely drunk alchemist snuggling in his lap. "I know something else that's fun, too."
"Oh?" Ed said, drowsy and squirming, "whuzzat?"
Ling sat forward a bit, slid a hand under Ed's head to lift it from his lap and gave a demonstration in mouth to mouth resucitation without the resucitation part.
"Oh geeze," Darius said, "here we go."
"What is it with you and Ed anyways?" Heinkle said from the opposite side of the fire. "I mean I can smell the pheremones, sure, but do you always have to act on them?"
Ling pulled up from the kiss and Ed pawed at his face and hair, trying to pull his head back down.
"You don't have to stay here and watch," Ling informed them, letting Ed tug him back down and try to swallow his tonsils.
"Where else are we gonna go?" Heinkle asked.
"The fire, food and beer are here," Darius informed him.
Ling pulled up again, lips now getting a bit red from where Ed was biting on them.
"I don't understand the aversion to true love," Ling got out before Ed shoved his fingers into his mouth and used the grip to pull his face back down.
"I wouldn't go that far," Heinkle said, "more like teenage hormones."
"I remember young and horny, hell I remember horny without having the young part attached to it," Darius said thoughtfully, taking antother drink.
Ling managed to tear away again, licked his lips and half winced as Ed bit his chin and grabbed at his ears.
"You don't understand my true intentions; after all, I'm a prince," Ling said before Ed wrapped both arms around his neck and yanked him back down, then Ed tried to get a leg over him, too.
"We understand alright," Heinkle snorted. "We understand you're not picky."
Darius tilted his head, wrinkled his nose. "Doesn't that postion kinda hurt? Isn't his left foot steel? You're going to get spine damage like that."
"Anything for love," the prince gasped heroically.
Darius and Heinkle shrugged at each other, watching the two combatants across the fire wrestle for dominance.
"I guess that answers that gay when drunk question," Heinkle said and Darius nodded and went to get them another beer.
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Thank youuuuuu!
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yer welcome <3
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