Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ A Price to Pay ❯ A Price to Pay ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title :: A Price to Pay
Series :: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairings :: Roy/Ed, possibly others ^^
Rating :: R to NC-17
Author :: Twylight ( xxx_raisondetre_xxx@yahoo.com)
Warnings :: Spoilers, Yaoi (Well, duh), Pervy-Pedophilic Roy, Lemon, Language, and slight NonCon XD
Notes :: This takes place between Episodes 13 and 14, after Roy and Ed have their fight and before Ed meets up with Marco.
Disclaimer :: I do not own FMA or any of the characters. I'm only using them to have a little pervy fun like the rest of the fan universe so don't sue. Hehe.








It was just another day at the Eastern Headquarters. Another boring, monotonous day. Considering that Roy had fought his fellow Alchemist Edward Elric only a day before, and the whole military was talking about the event.... It was a very ordinary day to say the least. Roy had finally managed to chase the curious people who had missed the fight between himself and Edward away, or the ones that just wanted to poke at him for fighting a 'kid' like Ed, and he was finally getting to do some work. Or... at least in 'Roy standards', it was work.

The Flame Alchemist was 'hard at work' at his desk, looking through the telephone numbers of his various female aquaintances and trying to sort them out by rank of 'attractiveness' and 'availablity'. Not that the 'availablity' part really mattered to Roy, but it did keep everything in order, so to speak. Of course, Roy had noticed the pile of papers on his desk, the ones that had sat there for approximately 2 days now and had increased in amount each day, but he avoided them like the plague. The deadline wasn't for another hour or so. And anyways, he could do those later like he always did with official papers.

"Colonel?"

Roy glanced up from his daze, his mind emerging from a drift in the land of daydreams. He focused his eyes in, and saw none other than the blurry vision of Lieutenant Havoc's head peeking in through his slightly open doorway, "Hm--I mean, yes?" he cleared his thoat and took a sip of his coffee which had long gone cold. He made a face when the liquid hit his mouth, but Havoc said nothing of it.

"Ahhh....Edward Elric is here to see you, Sir."

"Fullmetal?" Roy raised his eyebrow lazily, his mind trying to remember the reason why he'd called the fellow Alchemist for a meeting, "Ahh..." he glanced at the papers on his desk, "Send the little guy in."

Before Havoc could even try and answer, the door flew open, and a red-faced Edward barged in, fist in mid-air like some mad-man, "I heard that!!!" Ed shrieked, something Roy was all too accustomed to by now, "WHO THE HELL DID YOU SAY WAS SMALLER THAN A GRAIN OF RICE THAT YOU CAN'T SEE WITHOUT SQUINTING YOUR EYES!?!?!" His voice escalted with each word he spoke, another thing Roy had become ever so use to. Ed was too predictable sometimes.

Roy smirked, "I don't believe I said all that, Fullmetal, but..." his smirk, if possible, widened, and his eyes got that snarky gleam that made Ed want to break something, "Now that you mention it. It's quite true."

Ed's eye twitched but he managed to not blow up once more, "Cut the crap, Colonel." He crossed his arms, "What the fuck do you want? And it better be good."

"You're lucky I put up with your rudeness." Roy paused a moment, and looked down at the papers on his desk before he'd remembered what he was going to tell Ed about. He'd almost completely forgotten Ed's request about the former Dr. Marcoh's location. The one that was studying a method on creating the Philosopher's Stone, and the same one that had left the army during the bloody Ishbalan War. Roy sighed, "Ah. Yes... You wanted to know Dr. Marcoh's location. Correct?"

Ed's golden eyes widened for a moment, almost not believing that the Colonel was actually going to tell him where he was. Edward had almost thought that Roy would forget to tell him, but he guess wrong. Ed sighed, and his voice lost his usual smartass tone, "Yeah, I did. So where is he?" he looked at the Colonel with expectant wide eyes.

The Colonel opened his mouth to say something, but before the words could escape his mouth, he stopped and pondered something that he hadn't thought about until that very moment. Or, at least something he hadn't thought about often. He'd practically handed Ed everything the boy had ever needed to succeed and become a State Alchemist since they had met. Hell, he'd even came to his house that fateful night of Ed and Al's attempt at Human Transmutation and told him that he'd be a good State Alchemist. He'd given him inspiration. Roy had even convinced the Fuhrer himself that Ed was good enough to take the State Alchemist Exam, and then, he'd given Ed the kind of cases that he knew Ed would succeed in. And in all of this... Ed had never paid him back. Never.

Not that he needed a 'thank you' or some 'payment'... But Roy couldn't help but want some sort of compensation. And, just as he was about to say something again, that loud, obnoxious voice interrupted him, "Hello!? Aren't you going to tell me where he is?" Ed gave him a perturbed look, his golden eyes glaring at him like he was just supposed to tell him what he wanted. Which... Roy usually did. However, not this time.

"No." Roy said simply, intertwining his fingers and resting his chin above them, "At least not without payment."

"Payment?" Ed looked at the Colonel like he had two heads, "Why would I need to pay you?"

"Because, Edward, not everything is free." Roy began with a smirk that sent a chill up Ed's spine. The Colonel's smile was not his usual cocky, 'I-know-it-all' grin... but rather something else that Ed could not comprehend. It was a bit more intense now. And his eyes were all over him. Like they were stripping him right there, and Ed wanted to cover himself almost. But he knew that was too feminine of a reaction, so he just quickly spouted the first response he could think of.

"How-How much do you want?" He managed to ask with a small studder.

The Colonel then stood, and Ed couldn't help but step back a bit, "Oh no, Fullmetal..." he walked quietly around his desk, his hand tracing over the edge before he grabbed Edward's chin in between his thumb and index fingers, "I don't want your money."

Edward flinched when the Colonel's gloved hand grasped his chin. He could feel a knot slowly forming in his stomach, "Then..." Ed pulled away quickly after the initial shock of the Colonel actually touching him went away, "Then what the hell do you want!?" He regained his usual spark which had been replaced momentarily by fear and timidity.

Roy, once again, found himself speechless. What did he want? In fact, what the hell was he doing touching Edward like he just had? Roy sighed to himself, looking down into Ed's large, golden eyes, which quickly darted away from his as they met, "Whats the matter, Fullmetal? Can't look me in the eyes?" Ed's head snapped back as if almost on instinct. Like it was nature to smart back at him and prove Roy wrong. Which was in one word to Roy... Cute.

"I can look at you." Ed remarked with a scowl, "I just don't want to." his definace and refusal to admit defeat only made Roy more curious about just what he was feeling for Ed at that moment.

"You know, Ed..." Roy stepped closer to him, glancing downward at the boy's round face, and sharp features. The ouline of the muscle at his neck which was hidden by the jackets and other layers of clothing he wore, the curve of his generous mouth, the delicate arch of his eyebrow. And before Roy could stop himself he'd spoken something that he almost wished he hadn't, "You're kinda cute."

Ed fell back, his eyes as wide as saucers, his mouth hanging down further than Roy had ever seen it hang before, "W-W-What!?!" he studdered, turning the very colour of the red jacket he always wore, "What the fuck are you talking about!?" his blush deepened as he thought about what Roy had just said. He'd expected 'small', or even 'annoying'. Maybe even something along the lines of 'irresponsible', but never in his life had Edward ever thought he'd hear those words uttered from the mouth of Colonel Roy Mustang.

Roy blinked, and by Ed's reaction, he realized that he'd said what he had thought. Now, if Roy were a bit more modest, he might have blushed and deined it, but instead, he merely went along with it, figuring that it would be stupid to try and deny it now that it had been said, "I said I thought you were cute, Fullmetal."

"Yeah, I heard that!!!" Ed's face was still red, "You--- You can't say that!!!"

"Why not?" Roy smirked, stepping toward his almost trembling figure, "I'm aloud to say what I want. And I think that you're cute, Edward."

"Stop saying that!! Stop it!" Ed's heart was now racing, like it was going to pop out of his chest at any minute, "Just stop!"

Roy grabbed Ed's wrist and pulled him closer, which was only wrenched from his grip and pulled back in a protective manner, "Why not?"

"Because!!!" Ed was still blushing like a little girl who had just gotten her first kiss, "I'm not cute! I'm----!" Ed growled, his mind in too much of a jumble to produce the right adjective he was looking for, "Well, I don't know what I am, but it's not 'cute'."

"Would you have rather I called you 'attractive', then?" And that was about all Ed was going to take. He quickly rushed toward the door, but before he could even move a step, Roy pulled him into an embrace from behind. His two large arms entrapping his smaller body within them.

"Wh-What are you doing!?!?! Let me go you bastard!"

"Let you go?" Roy smirked, letting his head fall down a bit, and his body bend so that his lips were right at Ed's ear, "But don't you want that information on Marcoh's whereabouts? He knows about the Philosophers Stone." Ed was about to fight the Colonel off again, but then he'd said the one thing that stopped him. The Philosophers Stone. The key to getting Al's body back.

"...What do you want from me?" Ed's voice trembled, his head screaming at him to leave. However... Ed would not budge. He wouldn't move from the embrace that Roy had him in. And it wasn't because of the need to know about Marcoh.

Roy turned Ed around, and pushed him toward his desk, "What do I want, you ask?" he laughed lowly, his hand dropping to the buttons that would undo his jacket, "What do you think I want, Edward?" His eyes still had that gleam in them that Ed couldn't identify. He hadn't ever seen the Colonel look at him like that before... But then it hit him. Just as the Colonel's blue military coat fell off to the chair, he realized at it was.

Lust. Pure, unadultered lust.

Ed wanted to scream as loud as his lungs would allow him to.

"Whats the matter, Fullmetal?" Roy now had his pants undone too, and his undershirt unbuttoned; Something that Ed had completely missed.

"W...Wait!" Ed gasped as Roy went to grab him again, "Why...? I mean... We're both men. Men can't..." He trailed off, his pink cheeks regaining that red tint again, "We can't do that."

"Of course we can, Edward." Roy's gloves came off and Ed's eyes followed them the ground where they fell. And on their ascent back up, Ed noticed something that was rather predominantly bulging between the Colonel's legs, creating a large outline in his pants. Ed knew what that was.

"Why are you----!?"

"Aroused?" Roy smirked, and easily pushed Ed up against his desk, and pressed his body against his, causing a sudden shriek from Edward, "Why do you think?" Ed's body squirmed under him, which only provided even more enjoyment for Roy. Ed's stomach was rubbing against his erection, causing a low moan to emit from Roy.

"Like I should know why you're horny!" Ed beat at his chest frantically, only to have his wrists caught and his whole body thrown onto Roy's desk, "G-G-Get off of me, you pedophile!!!"

"No. I'm not getting off of you, Edward."

"Why not!?"

"I want to fuck you." Roy saw all the colour drain from Ed's face at those 5 words, "Actually, make that, I'm going to fuck you." And before Ed could even try and protest, the Colonel's lips were pressed against his with a rather bruising force.

Roy was kissing him. Roy Mustang was kissing him. Ed couldn't help but stay frozen in his place, his eyes squinted shut like it burned. Ed hadn't really been kissed before. At least not this way. He tried to fight it, but he found himself responding just as he tried to convince himself to fight it. A tongue was thrust into his mouth at that, practically devouring Ed as his and Mustang's face closed in to eachothers. At first Ed kissed him back rather chastely, but then, he decided to be his usual defiant self. And he bit down. Hard.

Roy pulled back for a moment at the bit, a grin creasing his lips, "No biting, Ed." he laughed and reached a hand down between Ed's leg's, and massaged him there. Of course, trying to relax him. Ed froze, his cheek regaining their lost colour. His hips incoherently followed Roy's hand that was now expertly stroking against the material of his tightening pants.

And Ed let out a slight moan that nearly made Roy lose control, "C-Colonel...!" As that escaped Ed's lips, Roy cold help but squeeze where his was currently stroking, and Ed let out another keening mewl, his fists tightening. And yet, in all of his, he soon moaned, "N-No... Stop. Please. Stop." But Roy didn't. His hand left Ed's pants and wrist, soon busying themselves with the task of removing Ed's clothing. In a matter of moments, Ed could do nothing but watch himself be stripped. He knew he couldn't stop the Colonel. Ed felt himself be jerked up and his two jackets were flung to the floor carelessly. His black tank top was removed as well, and thrown elsewhere. Ed felt a sudden self conciousness spring up as his whole chest was revealed. Scars, metal, and flesh. It really wasn't something that he liked to show unless he needed to. But Roy didn't seem to care. In fact, he hadn't even looked at his scarred body. Roy was far too busy with Ed's belt and pants which were just as quickly removed as his other clothes were. Ed glanced up at Roy now, wondering what the Colonel had in store next.

Ed's lips were captured yet again by Roy's, and he quietly responded. A hand was tracing down his belly now, and it quickly came to his half-limp member, which was then firmly stroked by Roy's hand. Ed moaned quietly as the lips left his, and came to his neck.

Roy trailed his tongue along the outline of Ed's collarbone and jawline, throughly enjoying the response of the young boy beneath him. Ed thrashed everynow and then as Roy's pace upon his erection increased. His hands clasped to his shoulders to allow his hips to thrust in time, but Roy would not let him finish. He removed his hand and looked around his desk for short while. He needed lubrication. Something to make penetrating that adorable, little blonde easier. And then his eyes caught his coffee cup, which was quickly pulled over. He dripped a finger in the cold liquid, and hastily shoved the finger into Ed's entrance, forgetting that he was a virgin to all this. Ed, as expected, let out a small shout that was covered by Roy's mouth. Another finger was added far too soon for Ed, and he squirmed from the pain and uncomfortable sensation. The fingers inside him were thrusting in and out at a clumsy, but nonetheless, slow pace. Scissoring Ed so that he wouldn't feel as much pain when the initial penetration came. Ed moaned a bit, feeling his body relax to the fingers inside of him. A third finger was added, and Ed grabbed Roy's shoulders so hard he nearly let out a shout of his own.

"Calm down, Ed." Roy soothed, his voice shakey and thick with lust.

"You try calming down with someone's fingers shoved up your ass...!" Ed whinced, the pain was still a bit blinding, but nothing that Ed wasn't use to. Unexpectedly, however, Ed felt Roy's fingers probe something that, for once, didn't cause him pain. In fact, it felt heavenly, and Ed's whole body convulsed. A few more seconds and Ed felt the fingers leave, and he let out a sigh that caught in his throat at the next turn of events. Roy had undone his pants, and taken his erection from it's rather strained confines. Ed gaped wide eyed at Roy and Roy's... equiptment. He guessed, by the intrusion from those three fingers, that Roy's rather large erection was going somewhere that it certainly would not fit, "W-What!? Thats not going to fit! I'm too small!" for once in his life, Ed was admitting what he always hated to hear. But before he could object any longer, Roy pressed himself against his entrance and began to push inside.

Ed let out a shriek at that, which was only covered by Mustang's hand on his mouth. The other hand was at his hips, holding him in position as his erection forced it's way inside Ed's virginal body. Roy moaned at the resistance he was meeting. It was tight, as expected, and delicious. As Ed had said, he was small. But just small enough. Roy felt Ed's hands, metal and flesh, clinging at his back. Ed's nails dug into his flesh, while his metal one was surely leaving a nice bruise. Ed's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he purposefully thrust upward, thinking that doing it quickly would make it better. And this time, it was Roy's turn to yell. And he did. He bit down on Ed's neck to muffle it as he let out a rather loud yelp. Within seconds, Roy's hip had begun to pound against Ed's, forgetting quite easily that the boy was a virgin. Ed, however, didn't seem to mind the rough, quick pace. The burning pain was now accompanied by rather odd, yet pleasurable sensation that Ed felt himself responding to, and he met Roy's thrusts in time.

The pace was increasing by the second, and Ed could now hear the desk creaking with the weight it had on it, and the force. He could hear his hips being propelled into the desk, and the slapping of his skin against the sanded wood. It was almost captivating to Ed. So dirty, yet so addicting.

Ed wrapped his legs around Roy waist, moaning as he was penetrated deeper, and more forcefully by the Colonel. Roy hissed out a breath, grabbing onto Ed's hips and, if possible, going even harder into the boy. Roy felt his climax approaching after a few moments, but he slowed his pace down. He wanted this to last. Ed protested, being the impatient young boy he was, and he thrust faster up at Roy, trying to reach his own climax with or without the other man. However, Roy stopped him, catching the boy's hips with his hands and slowing his pace down. When he felt the rise of climax fall, he began again with that almost violent pace. Ed responded again, encouraging the Colonel now, to go faster and harder and deeper. Like he was some experienced prostitute or something along those lines, but Roy was more than happy to oblidge. Ed felt something building up in him again as the minutes passed, building up right at his erection which was now being stroked agains by the ever talented Roy Mustang. He could see the Colonel's erection disappearing, and reappearing now between his legs, and he lifted his head up more to see it. The scene was rather erotic, and Ed couldn't help but let it all go. His head fell back, his body arched up, and Edward shook with climax. He saw pure white at that moment, and the pleasure was more than he could bear almost...

Ed now felt, and saw, something wet, and copious on his belly, and realized what it was with a blush. He glanced up at the Colonel who hadn't yet finished, but it was obvious that he would soon. Especially after Edward had contracted his muscles around him like that. In a matter of 2 minutes, Ed felt the Colonel's hips still, and then jerk sporadically. A warm liquid filled him, and dripped outside of him in small puddle on the desk and his flesh. The Colonel hips were still twitching, even after he'd emptied all of himself, and Ed couldn't help but feel rather smug at the look on Roy's face after he had.

Roy glanced down at Ed, and couldn't help but marvel at the experience he'd just had. Not only was that the single most mind-blowing orgasm of his life... but it was with another man. And a boy nonetheless. He quickly pulled out of Ed, and stepped back, falling onto the floor. He was spent. Exhausted and spent. He glanced up at Ed for a few moments, and watched idly as the boy managed to sit up, wiping at the semen on his chest that had gotten all over him. Ed's eyes caught Roy's and he blushed, his golden eyes fell downward at the floor in embarrassment, "So... where's Marcoh?" He asked quietly, swinging his legs back and forth.

Roy zipped his pants back up, cleared his throat, and pointed behind Ed, "He's in a small town outside of East City. There's a... town name on that paper over there." he said as if nothing had happened.

"Ah." Ed nodded, and jumped from the desk. He gathered his clothes and dressed quickly without fail as Roy did the same. His braided golden hair was now a mess, and there was a rather large red welt on his neck. Roy watched him as he dressed, and he couldn't help but hope to do this again. But he knew he wouldn't. He, actually, shouldn't have done it in the first place...

Ed quickly grabbed the paper on Roy's desk, "W- Well..." Ed glanced at him shyly, "I'll... be going now." And with that, he practically ran over to the door, ripped it open. He bolted straight past Hughes who had just happened to be coming back to check on them.

"Hey, E...d." Hughes glanced dumbfoundedly as Ed zoomed past him, the boy running rather funny like his back, or even whole lower body, was sore. Hughes looked over at Roy whom was still on the grey couch near his desk.

"Ahem." Roy cleared his throat, "What is it, Hughes?"

Hughes glanced back at Ed, and then back at the Colonel, "What was...?" Hughes eyes found the state of Roy's desk, not to mention the state of Roy's clothes which had been put on rather sloppily, "Roy... Why are your clothes in a mess? And whats with the papers on the floor, eh?" Hughes grinned a bit, "We heard some... noises coming from your office."

Roy shrugged, and tried to straighten out his uniform a bit more, but there was no use to try, "Noises?" he cleared his throat, "That was Fullmetal, obviously. You know that boy can't be quiet for short amounts of time."

Hughes glanced at his best friend, "Really?"

"Yes, really." Roy gave him a look that clearly told Hughes to leave it. And Hughes did.

"Yeah, yeah..." Hughes nodded and went to leave, but before he did, Hughes turned back, "Oh, and next time you decide to fuck Edward, try and do it in a quieter fashion. Or... do it somewhere else all together, ne?" he winked and saw Roy give him another deathglare before he quickly took off.

As Roy watched Hughes run off, he finally realized something. He had raped Edward. Or rather, he'd forced him into sex that they'd both obviously enjoyed. Roy didn't know which was worse a this point, and he really didn't think it mattered. And then, after realizing all that, Roy remember that Ed was only 15 and it dawned on him, "...I'm a pedophile." he said quietly to himself as he straightened the mess on his desk, "I'm a fucking pedophile." He began to chuckle now, "And... I liked it." he broke out into insane laughter at this point, falling back on his chair and shaking his head, "Only you could bring me to this... Edward."

~TBC~