Seeing The Dark Of You, Chapter Five
Title: Seeing The Dark Of You, Chapter Five
Rating: NC-17
Type: Yaoi, A/U
Pairings: Roy/Ed, one-sided Elricest
Warnings: Smut, smut, smut-ity, smut, smut, smut! \o/
Summary: With Ed's 18th birthday quickly approaching, his infatuation with Roy starts taking over more and more of his life. What will Ed do when that blessed day finally arrives?
A/N: And... we reach Ed's birthday!! Though I'm not at all confident about this chapter at all. “orz I had a friend look it over, and they said it was great, so... I shall trust you, Hez! XD If anyone flames, it's your fault for lying to me. Or having crappy taste in fanfics.
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My hands clenched into fists at my sides, trying to still the incessant shaking that was working its way into every bone and muscle. I could hear the paper crinkling in my hand and quickly loosened my grip on it. Lifting the paper up, I tilted it so the light of the moon caught on it. Over and over, I read it. Checking over the time and address for what seemed like the hundredth time since I had been stood there on the corner, even if I'd only been there for a few minutes.
Taking a deep breath, I started down the street. I knew exactly which house it was; I'd come down here the other day to see just where I was going. Just to see where Roy's house was. Every step I took made my heart beat faster, my breath catch more often. I had to stop several times along the short trip--was I even walking an entire block?--to calm myself. The last thing I wanted was to look like the shaking mess I was. I didn't care if I was like this on the inside, as long as Roy couldn't see it.
The soft tapping of my boots on the pavement was drowned out by the loud pulse racing in my ears as I walked up the walkway to his house. When I went up the few steps up to his door, I stuffed the note back into my pocket. I paused mid-step, hissing slightly as the action of pulling my hand back out of my pocket had shifted the fabric of my pants. All too pleasantly, setting my body on edge, yet again. All day, I'd been on a hair trigger. Something so little as thinking of Roy's name would set my nerves alight, and I'd already had to go jerk off twice already, just to keep from going mad.
Calming breaths raised my chest for a few moments as I tried to ease away some of my tension and excitement. Finally, I raised a gloved hand to his door, a sharp knock echoing in the quiet air. I stepped back and waited for him to answer the door, trying my best to look put-together. Nervously, I pushed at a stray lock of hair, trying to keep it behind my ear.
My eyes shot up as soon as I heard the bolt turn in the door. I must have looked like some animal about to be hit by a car. But fuck, was I ever praying to be hit. Hard.
“Hello, Edward,” Roy said with his ever-present smirk on his face. I shivered, loving how he always seemed so damned at ease about everything. Roy turned around, taking a few steps away from the door before stopping and looking over his shoulder “Coming?”
I will be soon, Roy... I thought with a slight smirk, shutting the door behind me.
Before another thought could even flit across my mind, I was pressed into the nearest wall, gasping and looking up into Roy's dark eyes.
“Happy birthday, Edward,” Roy breathed out. Hot breath caressed my lips as he spoke, his mouth nearly touching mine.
I took in a steadying breath, trying to grasp onto any confidence I could. His scent washed over me and my eyes fluttered closed for a moment. Musky, light, intoxicating. Whatever it was, I loved how it made my body ache for him even more.
“I'm eighteen now--a man,” I said, opening my eyes and looking up at him. I was more excited now, than nervous.
“Not yet, you're not, Ed,” Roy said, his smirk widening as he pressed his body flush against mine. My breath caught and a dull thudding sounded in my ears; my frantic heartbeat as blood rushed through my veins, both to high and low places in my body. Cheeks lighting up and groin aching.
Without another word, Roy closed the small gap between us and kissed me roughly. His tongue forced my lips open and I gasped slightly, feeling him probe my mouth hungrily. I let my eyes slide shut and moaned softly, more than willing to let him dominate me in any way he wanted. Teeth and tongue ravaged my mouth, sending jolts through my body, straight to my cock. I whimpered and bucked my hips slightly, letting out another, louder noise into the kiss as my erection rubbed against Roy's thigh.
Roy kept his lips over mine as he pulled me away from the wall and started walking me backwards down the hallway and into his bedroom. Just as I broke the kiss for air, I stumbled and fell onto the bed behind me as it pushed into the back of my knees, unbalancing me. Sitting up slightly, I kicked off my boots and tossed my coat and jacket over the far side of the bed. I looked up and licked at my lips--fuck, I could still taste him on my tongue--and shuddered in anticipation.
Hands and lips were on me again in a second as Roy pushed me over, sliding me up the bed. He settled between my legs, sucking and biting roughly at my neck as his hands slid up my shirt, running over tense muscles and hot flesh.
“Roy...” I breathed out, looking down at him, my normally bright golden eyes dulled with lust. I pushed him off of me for a moment and pulled my shirt off, throwing it away and not caring where it had landed.
Small groans and strained noises were all that Roy let out in warning before he deftly undid my pants, practically tearing them off of me. I shuddered, loving how he'd just lost control of himself, if only for a few brief moments, and yet I still felt as if he had control over me. I wanted him to do it again, to snap and just tear into me. Pulling him into another kiss, I sucked on his tongue, raking my teeth over it as I thrust my hips up against his.
Break him--make him want you. Make him hurt you... fuck you...
A loud moan spilled over his lips and he broke the kiss, making quick work of his own clothing. I licked my lips and looked at him with lustful, confident eyes. Gone were my fears from earlier. I knew what I wanted now and I was going to get it. Oh, was I ever going to get it; Roy's cock was all but dripping onto the bed beneath him as his black eyes raked over me, taking in every dip and curve, every mark and scar.
I took Roy's face in my hands and pulled it down, licking and biting at his ear. My hot breath ghosted over his wet skin and I could feel him shudder above me.
“Pain is good...” I purred huskily before letting Roy go.
I laid back on the bed and smirked up at him, my confidence fully with me once again. Especially after seeing how the slight look of shock on his face melted into a lusty grin. I could almost see his thoughts running along as he looked me over again. He was wondering how much pain was good, and how much would actually hurt me. Like he... cared about me, almost. I felt my heart flutter for the briefest of moments, but then his tongue was on my cock, licking a rough trail up my length.
“Shit!” I cried out.
I hadn't expected that at all. Another cry came soon after when he shoved two fingers into me without even slicking them first. My head clouded over right away from the delicious pain. It was so much different than when I was with myself. I didn't know when it was coming, or just how much pain it would be. My already-strained nerves screamed at me with confused messages. As his fingers twisted within me, I felt pleasure course through my body. But when his mouth enveloped my cock, sucking gently, a choked moan came out, feeling a slight burn running over my skin.
Roy pulled off of my cock and I eased my eyes open, watching as he took my legs and put them over his shoulders. He kept fingering me, hitting my prostate once and making me scream and arch up. The predatory glint in his eyes made me shudder and I pushed back against his fingers, bucking my hips.
“F-Fuck me!” I growled, pushing back faster against his fingers and tightening my muscles around them.
Roy pulled his fingers out of me and grasped my hips tightly. So tight that I knew it would bruise. Perfect. With one hard thrust, he buried himself completely within me. My scream drowned out any noises that Roy made, but the look on his face was enough to make me whimper. He looked as if he might just come right then, overloaded by how tight I was.
Did he think a virgin would be loose? I thought, a slight smirk tugging at my lips.
I was snapped from my thoughts as he started thrusting into me, setting a rough pace. I let out a low, needy moan each time he pushed into me, opening me up again. It felt so much better than any fantasy ever could. But I still wanted more, it still had to be complete. I reached down and pulled one of his hands off of my hip, placing it on my chest.
“Fingernails...” I breathed out, my blazing eyes locking on his for a moment before he pushed into my prostate, making me tilt my head back and scream.
Cautiously, curiously, Roy dragged his fingers over me, my skin rippling beneath his touch. I cursed loudly and arched up into his touch. Harder this time, the nails sunk into my flesh, catching on it and scratching me deep. I knew it was sick to love the pain like I did, as I watched the marks on my chest bleed out. I'd never been able to cut myself so deep before, never let my nails grow long enough to do that much damage. But now I was considering it, as I felt my whole body shake with the pleasure from it. Roy saw my face and grinned, raking his nails over me again, this time over my neck and collarbones, earning another desperate moan from me.
Roy's other hand wrapped around my cock, his thumb running over the head, pressing at the tip and forcing out more pre-come with every stroke. I keened loudly, bucking down onto him as hard as I could, then up into his hand. Down, then up. Over and over.
“Roy!!”
A loud scream tore from my throat as he slammed into my prostate, hitting it quickly and repeatedly, not letting me recover each time it made me arch up, jerk back, and cry out. I felt a warm coiling in my stomach, wrapped my legs tighter around his neck to pull him in more as it released. With a strangled moan, I came, wincing and moaning louder as it flowed into the cuts on my chest and stomach.
Roy continued to thrust into me, still hitting that spot inside of me and making me cry out. Both of his hands went to my hips, pulling me in to meet each thrust, forcing himself deeper within me. He let out a loud cry, his body shaking above me as he came. I grit my teeth and writhed a little, unused to the feeling of the hot cum spilling out inside of me. It almost burned. Probably because Roy had been so rough with me.
Pulling out of me, Roy rolled to the side and collapsed on the bed, running a hand through his sweat-slicked hair. He looked over at me with that ever-present smirk on his face.
“Now...” he said, turning onto his side and tugging at my lip with his teeth. “You're a man, Edward.”
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A/N: The end? I don't think so, my lovelies. This will keep going well past Ed's birthday. ^_~ Didn't think I'd end it there, did you? Things aren't so simple. Oh, no...
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