FullMetal Alchemist: Broken
Title: Broken
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hughes/Ed, allusions to Ed/Roy
Warnings: Non-con
“It’s perfectly normal to have these feelings, Edward.” He murmured, softly stroking the boys’ silky hair.
Ed nodded tearfully as he dropped to his knees in front of the older man.
“You shouldn’t feel ashamed. You should find it a compliment to pleasure a man of my stature. I may not be as high as your precious Colonel, but I’m about as close as you’ll get.” His voice stayed soft and gentle --a stark contrast to the bite of his words.
Ed kept his head lowered and tried to block out the words. He tried to imagine a different voice soothing him, reassuring him of love, but it was impossible. With shaking hands he unzipped Hughes pants and pushed them to the floor. The man continued to mumble words of encouragement, laced with abuse, as Ed lowered his head and took the tip in his mouth.
A hiss and then a muttered curse filed the air, then silence. He did not flinch when rough hands clenched in his hair, nor did he gag when Hughes thrusted erratically into his throat. Ed forced himself to breathe slowly and evenly as he could while his mouth was viciously used. He knew he’d need it. All too soon Hughes pulled back and positioned Ed on his hands and knees.
Slowly Hughes mapped the scars that showed Edwards sin, then savagely raked his fingernails over them. Ed arched and cried out, tears falling freely down his face.
“Why would anyone want you the way you are, Edward?”
Ed screamed when Hughes entered him. His hands balled into fists in the carpet and Hughes chuckled. One of his hands found Ed’s hardness and pulled at it. Ed found it difficult to move with the pounding in his backside and the pulling on his front. With a whimper he tried to keep up with both.
Hughes came with a roar and slumped over Edwards’s still straining body. With a flick of his wrist he brought Ed off-- causing the boy to convulse violently.
Hughes stood easily and straightened his uniform. With a patronizing salute he left the room-leaving Ed broken and crying on the floor of the closet.
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hughes/Ed, allusions to Ed/Roy
Warnings: Non-con
“It’s perfectly normal to have these feelings, Edward.” He murmured, softly stroking the boys’ silky hair.
Ed nodded tearfully as he dropped to his knees in front of the older man.
“You shouldn’t feel ashamed. You should find it a compliment to pleasure a man of my stature. I may not be as high as your precious Colonel, but I’m about as close as you’ll get.” His voice stayed soft and gentle --a stark contrast to the bite of his words.
Ed kept his head lowered and tried to block out the words. He tried to imagine a different voice soothing him, reassuring him of love, but it was impossible. With shaking hands he unzipped Hughes pants and pushed them to the floor. The man continued to mumble words of encouragement, laced with abuse, as Ed lowered his head and took the tip in his mouth.
A hiss and then a muttered curse filed the air, then silence. He did not flinch when rough hands clenched in his hair, nor did he gag when Hughes thrusted erratically into his throat. Ed forced himself to breathe slowly and evenly as he could while his mouth was viciously used. He knew he’d need it. All too soon Hughes pulled back and positioned Ed on his hands and knees.
Slowly Hughes mapped the scars that showed Edwards sin, then savagely raked his fingernails over them. Ed arched and cried out, tears falling freely down his face.
“Why would anyone want you the way you are, Edward?”
Ed screamed when Hughes entered him. His hands balled into fists in the carpet and Hughes chuckled. One of his hands found Ed’s hardness and pulled at it. Ed found it difficult to move with the pounding in his backside and the pulling on his front. With a whimper he tried to keep up with both.
Hughes came with a roar and slumped over Edwards’s still straining body. With a flick of his wrist he brought Ed off-- causing the boy to convulse violently.
Hughes stood easily and straightened his uniform. With a patronizing salute he left the room-leaving Ed broken and crying on the floor of the closet.