Lovers
Title: Lovers
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Summary: He’d thought it would be awkward to be together, after all the time they’d kept this hidden to themselves, but when Ed’s disease had torn open the wound on both their hearts, he supposed they’d both gushed enough that it was past that stage.
Author's Note: This is the smutty sequel to Forever and Love of My Life. Anyone who knows me from another fandom knows how I love my porny stories, however this is my first anime smut. I feel special knowing it was with Ed and Roy. :P
Roy Mustang sighed from his resting place on the couch in his front room. The fire was softly fading in the fireplace, giving him the comfort of its soft glow. Fire was both the bane of his existence and what gave him the strength to protect what was his. Like most of life, it was a two edged sword and he had been cut harshly by it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, smiling, because while it had cut, it had given him the only thing he had truly ever wanted for himself.
Being the Flame Alchemist had opened doors he would never have foreseen, especially one that allowed him to meet the Fullmetal Alchemist.
Roy looked down and buried his nose a little more in Ed’s hair, pressing his lips to the younger man’s temple. It’d been five days since he’d rushed to Ed’s home after an emergency call from Alphonse. Five days since his heart had nearly stopped at the sight of fire lilies surrounding the man he loved.
They’d released Ed from the hospital after a day of careful watch and he’d gone to the apartment Ed and Al shared and stayed by his side. Hawkeye had come by with some urgent business he had to attend to, but other than that one incident, he’d been left alone with Ed and Al. And after two days of talking, Roy had convinced Ed to move in with him.
He knew how close the brothers were and he had no doubt that before long, Alphonse would agree to move in to one of the spare rooms as well. He thought Alphonse was keeping the old place an extra month just to give them time alone.
It was a sweet gesture, one that Roy would expect from the quiet, smiling young man. Not that was all there was to the youngest Elric. In fact, one of their conversations had been entirely frightening. Thankfully it had been short. It had consisted of only three sentences on Alphonse’s part and a single acknowledgement on Roy’s.
“General--Roy, just a reminder. I know every element that makes up the human body. If you hurt my brother, if this comes back and kills him, I will make sure there is no part of you that I have not taken apart and put to better use.”
Roy had simple nodded and said, “I understand.”
And he’d made a logistical retreat to keep the other man from seeing the fear in his eyes at the mention of this returning. Not that he doubt Alphonse in the slightest, but Roy never intended to let Ed doubt that he was truly loved.
Speaking of which.
“Ed, My Love, we should go to bed. It’s getting late.”
“I’m comfortable here, old man.”
“I can tell,” he laughed softly as Ed curled in closer to his chest. He’d thought it would be awkward to be together, after all the time they’d kept this hidden to themselves, but when Ed’s disease had torn open the wound on both their hearts, he supposed they’d both gushed enough that it was past that stage.
And straight to the pet names and cuddling, which Roy had never thought Fullmetal would allow him.
“But,” Roy continued as he cupped Ed’s cheek and raised his chin slightly, “we have a very comfortable bed upstairs waiting for us.” A bed Ed had never slept in. A bed where Roy planned to finally take the next step and make Ed his lover in more than just thought. He pressed his lips softly to Ed’s and felt the younger man sigh into the kiss.
“Um…we do, don’t we, My Life.”
Roy didn’t mean to do it, but any pet name from Ed brought something out in him that he wasn’t sure what to name yet. His hand found the back of Ed’s neck and he pulled the man closer to him, higher up against his chest so their bodies were better aligned. He licked his way lightly across the seam of Ed’s lips and he parted so beautifully for him.
Ed moaned as Roy’s tongue slid into his mouth and that was what he longed to hear; Ed begging for him. He’d imagined it so many times, so many ways over the last few years, but it was nothing to the reality of just the kisses they’d shared.
He felt Ed’s hands tighten in his shirt and he pulled himself up until his knees were straddling Roy’s legs. Their tongues tangled and it was as much a dance as their verbal sparring ever had been. No other lover had ever been able to anticipate him the way Ed could. No other lover knew him the way Ed did.
Roy brought his other hand up into Ed’s hair and he clenched his fingers to pull Ed’s angle down just slightly. Ed moved with him and Roy smiled into the kiss as he dropped one hand and trailed it down Ed’s back.
“What are you smirking at, Bastard?” he asked.
“How absolutely ravishing you look like this, My Love,” Roy answered.
“You’ve barely begun to ravish. How about we change that?”
Before Roy could comment, Ed was already out of his lap and on his way through the door.
“Are you coming or do I need to start this show without you?”
Roy closed his eyes because he could imagine walking into the bedroom to find Ed already naked on their bed, his fingers wrapped firmly around his cock as he slowly stroked himself. He’d have his eyes wide open, watching the door, waiting for him. Roy would be transfixed to the spot and Ed would just keep stroking himself, getting closer and closer to release. His eyes would screw shut and he’d arch his back into his touch, a moan of his name escaping his lips-
Roy let out a shaky breath and got up from the couch because while his imagination was more than active enough to give him a picture of what might await him, he had every intention of stripping Ed down to nothing himself.
He moved quickly down the hall and up the stairs to the master bedroom. Ed had just curled his fingers under the edge of his shirt to take it off when Roy stepped up behind him, hands on Ed’s wrists. “Please, allow me,” he offered.
Ed looked over his shoulder at Roy and there was a smug smile there but he dropped his hands as he leaned back into Roy’s chest and raised his lips. Roy cupped his cheek and kissed him softly. He wanted Ed to know just how cherished he was, in word or deed, and he took his time, trailed his lips over Ed’s, then followed along to the soft skin of his neck. Ed tilted his head to give Roy better access and Roy released Ed’s other hand to skim his own across the edge of Ed’s sweatpants, then gently press him closer against Roy’s chest.
“Roy, if you don’t stop teasing me I’m going to kick your ass,” he whispered.
Roy smiled against his shoulder as he trailed his lips towards the metal of his automail. “Seems counterintuitive, Fullmetal,” he teased, “If you kick my ass, I don’t think I’ll be in very good shape to have yours.” He ended his words with the press of his hips and Ed moaned as he felt Roy’s hard cock against his ass.
“Roy,” his voice was breathless and he’d dreamed of this moment too many times to count. His tongue edged along the metal and he felt Ed’s intake of breath. Then he lowered his hand from Ed’s stomach to stroke along his hard length.
“Fuck,” the words were a moan, more earthy and less breathy.
“That’s the idea,” he teased again. He stroked him a few times, licking and kissing across his skin from automail to neck until he felt Ed’s fingers clench in his pant leg. He ran his hands across Ed’s body to the edge of his shirt and pulled it up. Ed raised his arms and allowed the shirt to slide from his body before he turned to face Roy.
He’d seen Ed’s eyes in almost every variation, from anger to despair, to joy and adoration, and even to love, however he’d never seen Ed’s eyes sex glazed and lust-heavy. He cradled the back of Ed’s head with his hand and brought their lips together as he stepped in to close the gap between their bodies.
He felt Ed’s arms around his waist but then his mismatched hands slid under Roy’s shirt and up his back. He shivered at the feel of hot flesh and cool metal against his bare skin.
“Ed,” he trailed his lips across Ed’s cheek and to his neck as he backed them towards the bed. He slowly leaned the younger man back over the bed and slid his knees between Ed’s as he hovered over him. As much as he wanted to touch and feel, he needed to see this.
He took a moment to look at Ed, his golden skin against the pale cream of Roy’s sheets. His hair spun out around him like a halo of light. HIs lips were kiss swollen and his cheeks were flushed with color that spread down to his collar.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of this, Ed,” he confessed.
Ed reached up and pulled him closer with a warm hand to the back of his neck. “We’ll call it even then,” he said, his voice darker than Roy had ever heard it. He pulled their lips together in a hungry kiss and Roy was hopeless against the tide of want that enveloped him.
He didn’t know why he’d ever thought a virginal Fullmetal would ever be slow or tame or even timid about sex. Just because Ed had never had sex didn’t mean he didn’t know what he wanted and he’d never been shy about telling Roy the things that mattered.
Minus the one notable exception.
Ed’s automail hands gripped his hip hard and Roy knew there would be bruises but he moaned into the feel of it. He wanted Ed to mark him, to show the world that they belonged together like this. Not just General and subordinate, not just Flame and Fullmetal, the two most highly sought after Alchemists in Amestris, but Roy and Ed. Lovers.
He felt Ed’s hips thrust beneath him and he pulled back to look in Ed’s eyes as their bodies lined up just perfectly. Each drive of Ed’s body was maddening and he wanted nothing more than to give in and claim Ed, but he had to do this right.
No matter how fast the brat was trying to take it.
He pulled back enough to begin kissing his way down Ed’s neck and across his shoulder. He traced the edge of his automail with his tongue and watched as Ed gasped when he flicked his tongue across his nipple. He kissed his way to the other and gave it the same treatment and felt the way Ed arched under him, how his fingers pulled him in closer and clenched in his hair with each pass of his tongue.
“Damn it, Roy! Stop teasing!”
“My love, I’m only just beginning.”
“You’ve been teasing for four days!”
Roy moved up Ed’s body to press a quick kiss to Ed’s lips and pulled away just as fast to keep Ed from keeping him there. “It’s what you do with the follow up that matters, Ed.”
With that, he hovered over Ed and leaned down to kiss his way down Ed’s chest. Ed was always beautiful but in his passion he was intoxicating and Roy wanted to drown in him. He took his time and learned how to make Ed moan, how to cause his body to arch up, and his fingers to clench in Roy’s hair, or leave bruises on his skin.
He trailed closer to the waist of Ed’s pants and felt the younger man tremble with his touch. He nuzzled against his stomach and let his lips trace across Ed’s waistband. When he looked up at Ed, gilded eyes watched him with thinly veiled impatience.
It was all the permission Roy needed to slowly pull his pants and underwear down his legs, to throw them onto the floor beside the bed. He sat back on his heels and took a deep breath as he looked at the lascivious picture Ed made.
“You’re overdressed,” Ed said as he sat up. Roy didn’t stop Ed as he made quick work of his shirt. It was tossed aside with Ed’s pants and then Ed’s hands were on his chest and his eyes were trailing over Roy’s scars.
He wasn’t sensitive about them. They weren’t what he would prefer his body to be but each scar told a story, spoke of survival. They were better than the alternative. Ed’s hand stopped at the biggest scar, on his right side. It was a mess of burned flesh, burned purposely at his own hand nonetheless, but the option had been fire or bleed to death and Roy hadn’t even considered another way. When Ed sat up towards him, his eyes downcast, Roy saw the large scar in the middle of Ed’s chest as well.
He hadn’t known the full story for years after. Not how it had really happened, and not how Ed had managed to save himself. Roy closed his eyes and brushing his fingers over Ed’s scar.
“Too many times, I’ve almost lost you, Ed,” he whispered.
He could see the same remembrance in Ed’s eyes as well. Ed leaned up towards him and he felt arms wrapped around him, holding him close. He held Ed tight against him, just for a moment, feeling Ed’s chest rise against his own; strong, powerful lungs that were no longer obstructed.
When the arms fell from his sides, he felt Ed’s fingers edging around the waist of his sweatpants. Roy sighed into Ed’s mouth and he could feel the other man’s smirk. “Done teasing yet?”
“You know I’ll give you everything you want,” he answered as Ed began to push the rest of his clothing off. When he was done he pulled Roy back on top of him.
“Then give it to me now,” Ed demanded.
Roy leaned down and bit firmly at the juncture where shoulder and neck met and Ed arched up off the bed as his hands clenched against the bedsheets. Roy chuckled because he’d never expected Ed to react like that to a bite, but he planned to put the information to good use.
He nipped his way down Ed’s torso, paying special attention to his scars, and then followed the small trail of golden hair down between his legs. He bit lightly at the inside of Ed’s thigh and he got the same strong reaction he’d been looking for.
“Roy, damn it,” Ed groaned.
He took pity on his lover, and on himself if he were being honest, because while he could see that teasing Ed was going to be one of his favorite pastimes in the future, tonight he needed to be inside him.
He reached out with a hand and began to stroke Ed’s cock as he continued to lick and suck and bite around his lover’s hips and thighs.
Damn it, Roy,” Ed moaned, “please--”
It was more than he could take and he reached over and found the small bottle he kept in his bedside drawer. He bit lightly at Ed’s stomach and listened to the breathless laugh Ed gave off that ended in more of a whimper than anything.
He slicked his fingers up and began to circle Ed’s hole.
“You don’t have to be gentle, just do it,” Ed bit off.
Instead of answering, Roy took the tip of Ed’s cock into his mouth at the same time he gently pressed his finger in against the circle of muscles. Ed jerked his hips off the bed and Roy moved with him, anticipating the thrust. He pressed his hips down with his one free hand and began to slowly fuck his finger into Ed.
Ed’s reactions to the world had always fascinated Roy and this was no exception. There were no words but a cacophony of sounds; moans and whimpers and almost pleas that never quite found articulation. His head thrashed from one side to the other until he looked down at Roy. When their eyes met, Ed didn’t look away. It was intoxicating and Roy took him further into his mouth as he pressed into Ed with a second finger.
The younger man dropped his head back against the pillow and this time he could hear his words perfectly. “Please, Roy, more,” he begged. “Come on, fuck me.”
Roy began to loosen Ed up, his fingers scissoring in and out as he prepped his lover. He sucked harder on his cock and Ed let out a string of curses in two languages that Roy recognized. It was more than he had ever dreamt of, having Ed at his mercy like this. He wanted to make him come like this, just his fingers and his mouth but that would have to wait for another night.
Or the morning perhaps.
Roy sucked Ed all the way down a few more times before he released his cock. He crawled up his body but didn’t stop his fingers. He added a third as he Ed claimed his mouth in a desperate kiss. Ed’s hands moved down his chest until warm fingers circled his cock and began to stroke in time with Roy’s fingers.
“Keep that up, Ed, and this is going to be over sooner than you’d like,” he teased as he rested his forehead against Ed’s.
“So fuck me already,” he demanded.
Roy kissed him hard for the words and without warning, removed his fingers from Ed’s body. His hips stuttered forward a few more times, looking for the fullness he’d had moments ago, but Roy shushed him without thought as he found the bottle again. Ed took it from him and covered his fingers in slick before he continued to stroke Roy’s cock. He sat up and let his head fall back for a moment, feeling Ed’s fingers work him.
He could let go like this. He could come all over Ed’s hands, press him back onto the bed and cover his stomach and chest, then spend lazy moments kissing him and rubbing it into his skin.
He gripped Ed’s hand and stopped him. When he looked at Ed there was a smirk on his face as he fell back onto the bed, as open as Roy had ever seen him.
He leaned forward for another kiss and pressed into Ed’s body. He swallowed Ed’s moans and felt himself shaking from the strain of moving slow. Ed’s legs wrapped around his waist and pulled Roy in harder. He let Ed set the pace and he was quickly enclosed in Ed’s body. He had barely rested his body against Ed’s when the other man’s hips tried to move under him. Roy pressed down with his hips and Ed moaned.
He pressed his forehead to Ed’s and took a shuddered breath. “Ed,” he whispered the name softly against his ear.
Ed’s hands scraped across his back and his flesh hand settled in Roy’s hair. “My Life,” Ed whispered back.
He pulled out of Ed’s body until only the head of his cock remained and he slowly slid back in. The noises Ed made were exquisite and Roy set a slow, steady pace that left Ed grasping and moaning his name.
“Please, Roy,” he begged again, “faster.”
It was all he had been waiting for and he ran his fingers over Ed’s left thigh and down to the automail knee and pulled it up to his shoulder before he pressed in again. He changed the angle and then Ed nearly howled as he hit the perfect spot. He didn’t give Ed time to recover but began to piston his hips in and out of Ed’s body, hitting that spot time and again. Ed’s body shifted with each thrust, matching his pace and rhythm perfectly.
“Roy, please, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Ed called as his body clamped down around Roy’s cock, come spilling between them. Roy fucked him hard through it, felt his own rising orgasm and buried himself in Ed. His hands gripped Ed’s hips tight and he pressed in as tight as he could as he came inside him.
He was panting against Ed’s ear when he felt Ed’s leg slid off his shoulder. He knew he should move, but he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Eventually Ed would push him away, his ass sore from the abuse Roy had given it tonight. God, he hoped Ed let him kiss it better because the idea of Ed spread out under him left Roy’s cock twitching in misery that it couldn’t perform again just yet.
Ed let out a weak laugh as he turned his head. He pulled Roy up with both hands in his hair and kissed him softly.
It was enough to break Roy from the moment and he pulled his hips back enough to slide out of his lover.
“We should get cleaned up,” Roy said softly.
“Later,” Ed said as he pulled Roy into his arms. Roy rested his head on the pillow next to Ed’s but his hands wouldn’t stay still. He ran them down Ed’s chest and hips until he found the cooling mess between them. He let his fingers drag through it and began to rub circles in Ed’s skin.
“You’re making a mess,” Ed said with a light huff of laughter that Roy had come to learn meant he was embarrassingly turned on by something.
“I am,” Roy agreed. “And you’re going to let me.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Uh hu,” he said as he kissed just underneath Ed’s chin. The younger man tilted his head to the side to give him access and Roy smiled against his skin. “Maybe next time it will be my come all over your skin,” he said softly. “I’ll hold you down and come all over you, Ed,” he promised. “And when I’m done, I’m going to rub it all in, all over your chest and stomach, your cock and balls. I’ll cover your ass in my come, and once it’s all rubbed in, you’ll get dressed and go about your day with no one the wiser that you are covered in me. No one in Central Command would know how I shoved you out the door, covered in my come. No one would know how wide open I left you, so I could fuck you over my desk.”
“Fucking hell, General,” Ed moaned.
He bit lightly at Ed’s throat and he could feel Ed’s cock twitching against his body. He ran his finger lightly over it and Ed nearly sobbed even as his hips rose to get more friction.
“General, is it? Do you like that, Ed? The thought of coming into the office for me to fuck? Maybe I’ll start making you wear the uniform, just so I can watch you unbuckle the belt, drop those uniform pants around your ankles, and fuck you from behind on my couch.”
His cock was fully hard and Roy gripped him tighter as he began to increase his speed. “Maybe I’ll come inside you, while you’re spread out over my desk, or maybe I won’t. Maybe,” he said as he felt Ed’s body straining again, “Maybe I’ll come all over you again, and make you finish working, covered” he bit at Ed’s earlobe, “in”, he bit his neck, “my come.” He bit his neck hard and Ed came over his hand, shivering and screaming Roy’s name.
Roy stroked him through it until Ed was quivering to his touch and then leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
“Fuck,” Ed whispered against his mouth.
Roy smiled. “I didn’t realize you had an office kink,” he teased.
“Fuck the office. Roy, fuck, you’re voice…”
He kissed Ed softly and felt Ed relax against him. As much as he hated to get up though, they still needed to clean up. As much as he would love to keep Ed come-covered and sex-drugged, his body would be sore if he didn’t take care and Alphonse was sure to visit in the morning.
He pulled away from Ed and pushed his legs over the edge of the bed before Ed’s brain caught up to his motions.
As fast as Ed’s brain usually worked, he was taking that as a complement.
“Roy, where are you going?”
His voice was petulant, but the darker sex tones still settled there and he looked at Ed and smiled. “I’m going to run the bath.”
Ed dropped his head to the pillow and didn’t comment. The bath was filled quickly enough and they settled in, with Ed’s head resting on Roy’s shoulder as he leaned back in the steam-filled tub.
“Can’t believe you kept me from that for four whole days,” Ed pouted.
Roy kissed his temple. “You were recovering, if you don’t remember. I was worried you’d stop breathing if I did that any sooner.”
“God, I hate you.”
Ed settled closer in his arms and Roy couldn’t help but sigh at the way Ed had him wrapped so god-damned hard around his finger. Still, he had Ed alive and in his arms, sated and happy, and safe. This would be a problem at work, trying to deal with this new dynamic, but they’d faced harder things down and come out on top. He had no worries there.
He closed his eyes and thought maybe Ed had fallen asleep where he was, but a soft breath blew across his skin.
“Love you, My Life.”
There was no equivalent exchange for this, for the love he felt here. For the love he was able to give here. He would give and take and demand and beg and do anything to keep this. He would love Edward within an inch of his life and he would never doubt that he was where he was supposed to be; with Roy, in his lover’s arms.
He pressed a kiss to Ed’s temple. “Forever, My Love.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Summary: He’d thought it would be awkward to be together, after all the time they’d kept this hidden to themselves, but when Ed’s disease had torn open the wound on both their hearts, he supposed they’d both gushed enough that it was past that stage.
Author's Note: This is the smutty sequel to Forever and Love of My Life. Anyone who knows me from another fandom knows how I love my porny stories, however this is my first anime smut. I feel special knowing it was with Ed and Roy. :P
Roy Mustang sighed from his resting place on the couch in his front room. The fire was softly fading in the fireplace, giving him the comfort of its soft glow. Fire was both the bane of his existence and what gave him the strength to protect what was his. Like most of life, it was a two edged sword and he had been cut harshly by it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, smiling, because while it had cut, it had given him the only thing he had truly ever wanted for himself.
Being the Flame Alchemist had opened doors he would never have foreseen, especially one that allowed him to meet the Fullmetal Alchemist.
Roy looked down and buried his nose a little more in Ed’s hair, pressing his lips to the younger man’s temple. It’d been five days since he’d rushed to Ed’s home after an emergency call from Alphonse. Five days since his heart had nearly stopped at the sight of fire lilies surrounding the man he loved.
They’d released Ed from the hospital after a day of careful watch and he’d gone to the apartment Ed and Al shared and stayed by his side. Hawkeye had come by with some urgent business he had to attend to, but other than that one incident, he’d been left alone with Ed and Al. And after two days of talking, Roy had convinced Ed to move in with him.
He knew how close the brothers were and he had no doubt that before long, Alphonse would agree to move in to one of the spare rooms as well. He thought Alphonse was keeping the old place an extra month just to give them time alone.
It was a sweet gesture, one that Roy would expect from the quiet, smiling young man. Not that was all there was to the youngest Elric. In fact, one of their conversations had been entirely frightening. Thankfully it had been short. It had consisted of only three sentences on Alphonse’s part and a single acknowledgement on Roy’s.
“General--Roy, just a reminder. I know every element that makes up the human body. If you hurt my brother, if this comes back and kills him, I will make sure there is no part of you that I have not taken apart and put to better use.”
Roy had simple nodded and said, “I understand.”
And he’d made a logistical retreat to keep the other man from seeing the fear in his eyes at the mention of this returning. Not that he doubt Alphonse in the slightest, but Roy never intended to let Ed doubt that he was truly loved.
Speaking of which.
“Ed, My Love, we should go to bed. It’s getting late.”
“I’m comfortable here, old man.”
“I can tell,” he laughed softly as Ed curled in closer to his chest. He’d thought it would be awkward to be together, after all the time they’d kept this hidden to themselves, but when Ed’s disease had torn open the wound on both their hearts, he supposed they’d both gushed enough that it was past that stage.
And straight to the pet names and cuddling, which Roy had never thought Fullmetal would allow him.
“But,” Roy continued as he cupped Ed’s cheek and raised his chin slightly, “we have a very comfortable bed upstairs waiting for us.” A bed Ed had never slept in. A bed where Roy planned to finally take the next step and make Ed his lover in more than just thought. He pressed his lips softly to Ed’s and felt the younger man sigh into the kiss.
“Um…we do, don’t we, My Life.”
Roy didn’t mean to do it, but any pet name from Ed brought something out in him that he wasn’t sure what to name yet. His hand found the back of Ed’s neck and he pulled the man closer to him, higher up against his chest so their bodies were better aligned. He licked his way lightly across the seam of Ed’s lips and he parted so beautifully for him.
Ed moaned as Roy’s tongue slid into his mouth and that was what he longed to hear; Ed begging for him. He’d imagined it so many times, so many ways over the last few years, but it was nothing to the reality of just the kisses they’d shared.
He felt Ed’s hands tighten in his shirt and he pulled himself up until his knees were straddling Roy’s legs. Their tongues tangled and it was as much a dance as their verbal sparring ever had been. No other lover had ever been able to anticipate him the way Ed could. No other lover knew him the way Ed did.
Roy brought his other hand up into Ed’s hair and he clenched his fingers to pull Ed’s angle down just slightly. Ed moved with him and Roy smiled into the kiss as he dropped one hand and trailed it down Ed’s back.
“What are you smirking at, Bastard?” he asked.
“How absolutely ravishing you look like this, My Love,” Roy answered.
“You’ve barely begun to ravish. How about we change that?”
Before Roy could comment, Ed was already out of his lap and on his way through the door.
“Are you coming or do I need to start this show without you?”
Roy closed his eyes because he could imagine walking into the bedroom to find Ed already naked on their bed, his fingers wrapped firmly around his cock as he slowly stroked himself. He’d have his eyes wide open, watching the door, waiting for him. Roy would be transfixed to the spot and Ed would just keep stroking himself, getting closer and closer to release. His eyes would screw shut and he’d arch his back into his touch, a moan of his name escaping his lips-
Roy let out a shaky breath and got up from the couch because while his imagination was more than active enough to give him a picture of what might await him, he had every intention of stripping Ed down to nothing himself.
He moved quickly down the hall and up the stairs to the master bedroom. Ed had just curled his fingers under the edge of his shirt to take it off when Roy stepped up behind him, hands on Ed’s wrists. “Please, allow me,” he offered.
Ed looked over his shoulder at Roy and there was a smug smile there but he dropped his hands as he leaned back into Roy’s chest and raised his lips. Roy cupped his cheek and kissed him softly. He wanted Ed to know just how cherished he was, in word or deed, and he took his time, trailed his lips over Ed’s, then followed along to the soft skin of his neck. Ed tilted his head to give Roy better access and Roy released Ed’s other hand to skim his own across the edge of Ed’s sweatpants, then gently press him closer against Roy’s chest.
“Roy, if you don’t stop teasing me I’m going to kick your ass,” he whispered.
Roy smiled against his shoulder as he trailed his lips towards the metal of his automail. “Seems counterintuitive, Fullmetal,” he teased, “If you kick my ass, I don’t think I’ll be in very good shape to have yours.” He ended his words with the press of his hips and Ed moaned as he felt Roy’s hard cock against his ass.
“Roy,” his voice was breathless and he’d dreamed of this moment too many times to count. His tongue edged along the metal and he felt Ed’s intake of breath. Then he lowered his hand from Ed’s stomach to stroke along his hard length.
“Fuck,” the words were a moan, more earthy and less breathy.
“That’s the idea,” he teased again. He stroked him a few times, licking and kissing across his skin from automail to neck until he felt Ed’s fingers clench in his pant leg. He ran his hands across Ed’s body to the edge of his shirt and pulled it up. Ed raised his arms and allowed the shirt to slide from his body before he turned to face Roy.
He’d seen Ed’s eyes in almost every variation, from anger to despair, to joy and adoration, and even to love, however he’d never seen Ed’s eyes sex glazed and lust-heavy. He cradled the back of Ed’s head with his hand and brought their lips together as he stepped in to close the gap between their bodies.
He felt Ed’s arms around his waist but then his mismatched hands slid under Roy’s shirt and up his back. He shivered at the feel of hot flesh and cool metal against his bare skin.
“Ed,” he trailed his lips across Ed’s cheek and to his neck as he backed them towards the bed. He slowly leaned the younger man back over the bed and slid his knees between Ed’s as he hovered over him. As much as he wanted to touch and feel, he needed to see this.
He took a moment to look at Ed, his golden skin against the pale cream of Roy’s sheets. His hair spun out around him like a halo of light. HIs lips were kiss swollen and his cheeks were flushed with color that spread down to his collar.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of this, Ed,” he confessed.
Ed reached up and pulled him closer with a warm hand to the back of his neck. “We’ll call it even then,” he said, his voice darker than Roy had ever heard it. He pulled their lips together in a hungry kiss and Roy was hopeless against the tide of want that enveloped him.
He didn’t know why he’d ever thought a virginal Fullmetal would ever be slow or tame or even timid about sex. Just because Ed had never had sex didn’t mean he didn’t know what he wanted and he’d never been shy about telling Roy the things that mattered.
Minus the one notable exception.
Ed’s automail hands gripped his hip hard and Roy knew there would be bruises but he moaned into the feel of it. He wanted Ed to mark him, to show the world that they belonged together like this. Not just General and subordinate, not just Flame and Fullmetal, the two most highly sought after Alchemists in Amestris, but Roy and Ed. Lovers.
He felt Ed’s hips thrust beneath him and he pulled back to look in Ed’s eyes as their bodies lined up just perfectly. Each drive of Ed’s body was maddening and he wanted nothing more than to give in and claim Ed, but he had to do this right.
No matter how fast the brat was trying to take it.
He pulled back enough to begin kissing his way down Ed’s neck and across his shoulder. He traced the edge of his automail with his tongue and watched as Ed gasped when he flicked his tongue across his nipple. He kissed his way to the other and gave it the same treatment and felt the way Ed arched under him, how his fingers pulled him in closer and clenched in his hair with each pass of his tongue.
“Damn it, Roy! Stop teasing!”
“My love, I’m only just beginning.”
“You’ve been teasing for four days!”
Roy moved up Ed’s body to press a quick kiss to Ed’s lips and pulled away just as fast to keep Ed from keeping him there. “It’s what you do with the follow up that matters, Ed.”
With that, he hovered over Ed and leaned down to kiss his way down Ed’s chest. Ed was always beautiful but in his passion he was intoxicating and Roy wanted to drown in him. He took his time and learned how to make Ed moan, how to cause his body to arch up, and his fingers to clench in Roy’s hair, or leave bruises on his skin.
He trailed closer to the waist of Ed’s pants and felt the younger man tremble with his touch. He nuzzled against his stomach and let his lips trace across Ed’s waistband. When he looked up at Ed, gilded eyes watched him with thinly veiled impatience.
It was all the permission Roy needed to slowly pull his pants and underwear down his legs, to throw them onto the floor beside the bed. He sat back on his heels and took a deep breath as he looked at the lascivious picture Ed made.
“You’re overdressed,” Ed said as he sat up. Roy didn’t stop Ed as he made quick work of his shirt. It was tossed aside with Ed’s pants and then Ed’s hands were on his chest and his eyes were trailing over Roy’s scars.
He wasn’t sensitive about them. They weren’t what he would prefer his body to be but each scar told a story, spoke of survival. They were better than the alternative. Ed’s hand stopped at the biggest scar, on his right side. It was a mess of burned flesh, burned purposely at his own hand nonetheless, but the option had been fire or bleed to death and Roy hadn’t even considered another way. When Ed sat up towards him, his eyes downcast, Roy saw the large scar in the middle of Ed’s chest as well.
He hadn’t known the full story for years after. Not how it had really happened, and not how Ed had managed to save himself. Roy closed his eyes and brushing his fingers over Ed’s scar.
“Too many times, I’ve almost lost you, Ed,” he whispered.
He could see the same remembrance in Ed’s eyes as well. Ed leaned up towards him and he felt arms wrapped around him, holding him close. He held Ed tight against him, just for a moment, feeling Ed’s chest rise against his own; strong, powerful lungs that were no longer obstructed.
When the arms fell from his sides, he felt Ed’s fingers edging around the waist of his sweatpants. Roy sighed into Ed’s mouth and he could feel the other man’s smirk. “Done teasing yet?”
“You know I’ll give you everything you want,” he answered as Ed began to push the rest of his clothing off. When he was done he pulled Roy back on top of him.
“Then give it to me now,” Ed demanded.
Roy leaned down and bit firmly at the juncture where shoulder and neck met and Ed arched up off the bed as his hands clenched against the bedsheets. Roy chuckled because he’d never expected Ed to react like that to a bite, but he planned to put the information to good use.
He nipped his way down Ed’s torso, paying special attention to his scars, and then followed the small trail of golden hair down between his legs. He bit lightly at the inside of Ed’s thigh and he got the same strong reaction he’d been looking for.
“Roy, damn it,” Ed groaned.
He took pity on his lover, and on himself if he were being honest, because while he could see that teasing Ed was going to be one of his favorite pastimes in the future, tonight he needed to be inside him.
He reached out with a hand and began to stroke Ed’s cock as he continued to lick and suck and bite around his lover’s hips and thighs.
Damn it, Roy,” Ed moaned, “please--”
It was more than he could take and he reached over and found the small bottle he kept in his bedside drawer. He bit lightly at Ed’s stomach and listened to the breathless laugh Ed gave off that ended in more of a whimper than anything.
He slicked his fingers up and began to circle Ed’s hole.
“You don’t have to be gentle, just do it,” Ed bit off.
Instead of answering, Roy took the tip of Ed’s cock into his mouth at the same time he gently pressed his finger in against the circle of muscles. Ed jerked his hips off the bed and Roy moved with him, anticipating the thrust. He pressed his hips down with his one free hand and began to slowly fuck his finger into Ed.
Ed’s reactions to the world had always fascinated Roy and this was no exception. There were no words but a cacophony of sounds; moans and whimpers and almost pleas that never quite found articulation. His head thrashed from one side to the other until he looked down at Roy. When their eyes met, Ed didn’t look away. It was intoxicating and Roy took him further into his mouth as he pressed into Ed with a second finger.
The younger man dropped his head back against the pillow and this time he could hear his words perfectly. “Please, Roy, more,” he begged. “Come on, fuck me.”
Roy began to loosen Ed up, his fingers scissoring in and out as he prepped his lover. He sucked harder on his cock and Ed let out a string of curses in two languages that Roy recognized. It was more than he had ever dreamt of, having Ed at his mercy like this. He wanted to make him come like this, just his fingers and his mouth but that would have to wait for another night.
Or the morning perhaps.
Roy sucked Ed all the way down a few more times before he released his cock. He crawled up his body but didn’t stop his fingers. He added a third as he Ed claimed his mouth in a desperate kiss. Ed’s hands moved down his chest until warm fingers circled his cock and began to stroke in time with Roy’s fingers.
“Keep that up, Ed, and this is going to be over sooner than you’d like,” he teased as he rested his forehead against Ed’s.
“So fuck me already,” he demanded.
Roy kissed him hard for the words and without warning, removed his fingers from Ed’s body. His hips stuttered forward a few more times, looking for the fullness he’d had moments ago, but Roy shushed him without thought as he found the bottle again. Ed took it from him and covered his fingers in slick before he continued to stroke Roy’s cock. He sat up and let his head fall back for a moment, feeling Ed’s fingers work him.
He could let go like this. He could come all over Ed’s hands, press him back onto the bed and cover his stomach and chest, then spend lazy moments kissing him and rubbing it into his skin.
He gripped Ed’s hand and stopped him. When he looked at Ed there was a smirk on his face as he fell back onto the bed, as open as Roy had ever seen him.
He leaned forward for another kiss and pressed into Ed’s body. He swallowed Ed’s moans and felt himself shaking from the strain of moving slow. Ed’s legs wrapped around his waist and pulled Roy in harder. He let Ed set the pace and he was quickly enclosed in Ed’s body. He had barely rested his body against Ed’s when the other man’s hips tried to move under him. Roy pressed down with his hips and Ed moaned.
He pressed his forehead to Ed’s and took a shuddered breath. “Ed,” he whispered the name softly against his ear.
Ed’s hands scraped across his back and his flesh hand settled in Roy’s hair. “My Life,” Ed whispered back.
He pulled out of Ed’s body until only the head of his cock remained and he slowly slid back in. The noises Ed made were exquisite and Roy set a slow, steady pace that left Ed grasping and moaning his name.
“Please, Roy,” he begged again, “faster.”
It was all he had been waiting for and he ran his fingers over Ed’s left thigh and down to the automail knee and pulled it up to his shoulder before he pressed in again. He changed the angle and then Ed nearly howled as he hit the perfect spot. He didn’t give Ed time to recover but began to piston his hips in and out of Ed’s body, hitting that spot time and again. Ed’s body shifted with each thrust, matching his pace and rhythm perfectly.
“Roy, please, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Ed called as his body clamped down around Roy’s cock, come spilling between them. Roy fucked him hard through it, felt his own rising orgasm and buried himself in Ed. His hands gripped Ed’s hips tight and he pressed in as tight as he could as he came inside him.
He was panting against Ed’s ear when he felt Ed’s leg slid off his shoulder. He knew he should move, but he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Eventually Ed would push him away, his ass sore from the abuse Roy had given it tonight. God, he hoped Ed let him kiss it better because the idea of Ed spread out under him left Roy’s cock twitching in misery that it couldn’t perform again just yet.
Ed let out a weak laugh as he turned his head. He pulled Roy up with both hands in his hair and kissed him softly.
It was enough to break Roy from the moment and he pulled his hips back enough to slide out of his lover.
“We should get cleaned up,” Roy said softly.
“Later,” Ed said as he pulled Roy into his arms. Roy rested his head on the pillow next to Ed’s but his hands wouldn’t stay still. He ran them down Ed’s chest and hips until he found the cooling mess between them. He let his fingers drag through it and began to rub circles in Ed’s skin.
“You’re making a mess,” Ed said with a light huff of laughter that Roy had come to learn meant he was embarrassingly turned on by something.
“I am,” Roy agreed. “And you’re going to let me.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Uh hu,” he said as he kissed just underneath Ed’s chin. The younger man tilted his head to the side to give him access and Roy smiled against his skin. “Maybe next time it will be my come all over your skin,” he said softly. “I’ll hold you down and come all over you, Ed,” he promised. “And when I’m done, I’m going to rub it all in, all over your chest and stomach, your cock and balls. I’ll cover your ass in my come, and once it’s all rubbed in, you’ll get dressed and go about your day with no one the wiser that you are covered in me. No one in Central Command would know how I shoved you out the door, covered in my come. No one would know how wide open I left you, so I could fuck you over my desk.”
“Fucking hell, General,” Ed moaned.
He bit lightly at Ed’s throat and he could feel Ed’s cock twitching against his body. He ran his finger lightly over it and Ed nearly sobbed even as his hips rose to get more friction.
“General, is it? Do you like that, Ed? The thought of coming into the office for me to fuck? Maybe I’ll start making you wear the uniform, just so I can watch you unbuckle the belt, drop those uniform pants around your ankles, and fuck you from behind on my couch.”
His cock was fully hard and Roy gripped him tighter as he began to increase his speed. “Maybe I’ll come inside you, while you’re spread out over my desk, or maybe I won’t. Maybe,” he said as he felt Ed’s body straining again, “Maybe I’ll come all over you again, and make you finish working, covered” he bit at Ed’s earlobe, “in”, he bit his neck, “my come.” He bit his neck hard and Ed came over his hand, shivering and screaming Roy’s name.
Roy stroked him through it until Ed was quivering to his touch and then leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
“Fuck,” Ed whispered against his mouth.
Roy smiled. “I didn’t realize you had an office kink,” he teased.
“Fuck the office. Roy, fuck, you’re voice…”
He kissed Ed softly and felt Ed relax against him. As much as he hated to get up though, they still needed to clean up. As much as he would love to keep Ed come-covered and sex-drugged, his body would be sore if he didn’t take care and Alphonse was sure to visit in the morning.
He pulled away from Ed and pushed his legs over the edge of the bed before Ed’s brain caught up to his motions.
As fast as Ed’s brain usually worked, he was taking that as a complement.
“Roy, where are you going?”
His voice was petulant, but the darker sex tones still settled there and he looked at Ed and smiled. “I’m going to run the bath.”
Ed dropped his head to the pillow and didn’t comment. The bath was filled quickly enough and they settled in, with Ed’s head resting on Roy’s shoulder as he leaned back in the steam-filled tub.
“Can’t believe you kept me from that for four whole days,” Ed pouted.
Roy kissed his temple. “You were recovering, if you don’t remember. I was worried you’d stop breathing if I did that any sooner.”
“God, I hate you.”
Ed settled closer in his arms and Roy couldn’t help but sigh at the way Ed had him wrapped so god-damned hard around his finger. Still, he had Ed alive and in his arms, sated and happy, and safe. This would be a problem at work, trying to deal with this new dynamic, but they’d faced harder things down and come out on top. He had no worries there.
He closed his eyes and thought maybe Ed had fallen asleep where he was, but a soft breath blew across his skin.
“Love you, My Life.”
There was no equivalent exchange for this, for the love he felt here. For the love he was able to give here. He would give and take and demand and beg and do anything to keep this. He would love Edward within an inch of his life and he would never doubt that he was where he was supposed to be; with Roy, in his lover’s arms.
He pressed a kiss to Ed’s temple. “Forever, My Love.”