Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Fraternization ❯ The State Alchemy Examination, Part 1 ( Chapter 4 )

Fraternization

 

Written by: Sinistra-san

 

Rating: NC-17

 

Pairing: Roy x Ed, Al x Winry, Hawkeye x Havoc

 

Warnings: Lemons and yaoi, meaning two very hot bishonen going at it like bunnies. Getting caught, pissed-off/overprotective Hawkeye and Hughes, fighting, and various other things I can't seem to remember at the moment.

 

Summary: Ed and his brother have just returned to Central, where the now Brigadier General Roy Mustang has returned to as well. Angry arguments and violent fights lead to a romance no one in Central would be forgetting anytime soon. Post-series

 

Chapter 4: The State Alchemy Examination, Part 1

 

“Sit down and have a talk with him, Roy. That's the only way things will get settled here.”

 

“…” Roy sat there, silent, trying to take in all the information presented to him.

 

“Alphonse's birthday is in one week. We're planning to throw him a party. I expect you to have a date for it Sir.” Riza said after a few moment's silence passed.

 

“Right… One week?”

 

“One week, Sir.” Riza answered with a short nod. She walked out of Roy's office, shutting the door behind her.

 

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Four days. Four days had passed and still Roy Mustang had yet to have taken action. Havoc believed he was scared, and when he spoke his mind about believing so to Falman, Hawkeye, and Fury, he found the embers of his cigarette were too close to his face. Way too close.

 

“What was that Havoc?” Roy asked, a manic grin on his face, and one could easily see his hands were still held up from snapping.

 

Jean quickly spat out the cigarette and stomped it out. “Goddamn! You nearly burned my face off, Mustang!”

 

“I am not scared of anything, Lieutenant. Especially not Fullmetal.” Roy stated as he walked up to Jean, a malicious glint in his eyes.

 

“Oh, so now I'm Fullmetal again, am I?”

 

Roy, as well as Havoc, Falman, Fury, and Hawkeye, turned to look to the doorway. There stood Ed and Al, Ed with a pissy look on his face and Al with an apologetic smile on his. Roy cringed - this wasn't going to go well.

 

“Not this again… Can I help you two with something?” Roy asked as sweetly as he could - under the circumstances, that is.

 

“Knock it off, Brigadier General Asshole. Al has come to take the exam…” Ed muttered, a hint of anger and resentment in his voice.

 

“I see… Alphonse, it's on the second floor, in the meeting hall. I believe there are only three people taking the exam this year.” Roy stated before turning to walk off into his office. “Now, if there's nothing else…”

 

Three shots rang out, alerting Roy of his need to stop - now. He froze on the spot. While Roy Mustang may not have feared anything, he wasn't a stupid man. He knew what Riza Hawkeye was capable of.

 

“Fu- Edward, may I speak with you for a moment? In my office, please?” Roy ground out from between gritted teeth.

 

Ed stood there for a moment, a little dumbfound at the fact that Mustang had called him Edward. “Uh, yeah…”

 

Roy walked into his office and stood at the door, waiting for Ed to walk in. Once Ed had, he quickly shut and locked the door behind him and walked to his desk. When he sat, he noticed that Ed had elected to sit in one of the chairs rather then his usual seat on the couch. Roy had to fight the oncoming smirk.

 

“What do you want, old man?” Roy's eye twitched at Ed's words.

 

“…How many times must I tell you, I AM NOT OLD!” I will not rant… Roy thought to himself, as to ensure that he wouldn't do as Ed did everything someone made a reference to his height.

 

Ed laughed. “You call me short, I call you old - Equivalent exchange.”

 

“Shut up, Fullmetal…” Roy grumbled.

 

“Hey, I was Edward a minute ago!”

 

“Yes, and thirty seconds ago you called me old. So now, you're back to Fullmetal.”

 

Ed muttered to himself something inaudible.

 

“What was that, Fullmetal?”

 

“Uh, nothing, I… It was just…”

 

“Well?”

 

“Shut up, you damn old fart pedophile. What the hell do you want?”

 

“Old fart pedophile?” Roy asked, fighting the urge to laugh despite the reference to his age.

 

Ed growled. “What the hell did you call me in here for?”

 

“Ah, yes… Hawkeye informed me that Alphonse's birthday is soon, and that a surprise party is being thrown. She also said that it is required of me to have a date…”

 

“So?” Ed asked, completely oblivious as to how the way he was sitting - legs open, one of them thrown over a leg of the chair and the other resting on the floor, and his arms behind his head - was affecting the Brigadier General sitting across from him. Or as to how lucky he was there was a desk between them blocking said Brigadier General's path.

 

“Edward, would you do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to the party?” Roy asked softly.

 

Ed looked Roy in the eyes, trying to see if it was just a joke or not. “Yo- your serious?”

 

Roy nodded, trying not to lick his lips at the sight before him. “Yes, Ed, I am. I'd like to have you as my date.”

 

“I, uh, I-I mean…” Ed turned bright red. Roy couldn't fight it anymore and licked his lips.

 

“Can I take that as a yes?” Roy asked with a small laugh.

 

“Y-yeah…” Ed squeaked.

 

“Alright then, I'll come and get you at four o'clock Ed.” Roy stood up and made his way around the desk. He stopped in front of Ed, making the young man jump when he realized he'd been staring at nothing.

 

“What?” Ed snapped, becoming defensive after being caught off guard.

 

Rather then answering Ed's small outburst verbally, he leaned over the smaller man and grinned. Ed nearly squeaked, and Roy knew he'd won this round. He gently placed his lips on Ed's, effectively bringing any protest he had to a screeching halt. When Ed's shaky hands found their way to the front of his shirt, Roy moved in for the kill. In one swift movement, he pulled Ed up and off the chair, onto him, and sat down, pulling Ed onto of him.

 

Roy faintly heard a ripping noise, but it only registered far in the back of his mind that it was Ed's auto-mail hand ripping his shirt. His hands found their way to Ed's hair, and after fighting with the hair band for what seemed to be an eternity, he pulled it loose and threaded his fingers through it.

 

I have wanted to do that for so long…Roy thought as he massaged Ed's scalp. He heard Ed groan and had to fight off one of his own.

 

Ed was in a similar state of mind; firmly believing that nothing could ever feel as good as it did to have Roy Mustang run his hands though his hair while kissing him.

 

That is, until Roy's right hand moved between his legs and started to rub there much like his left hand was doing to Ed's scalp.

 

Roy Mustang was definitely right handed.

 

There was no way that his left hand could make this feel any better. Ed thought as he moaned and bucked softly into Roy's hand.

 

Roy took this as an invitation and plunged to Ed's mouth, tracing it with his tongue. Ed didn't wait like he did last time and sucked on Roy tongue, hoping to get the other man to make man make noises of some sort.

 

It worked. Roy groaned at the feeling, and Ed had to fight the urge to smirk. That thought flew from his mind as Roy squeezed his right hand around Ed's growing erection. Ed broke off their kiss and burried his face in Roy's neck before letting out a low moan.

 

“Oh god…”

 

“You know,” Roy murmmered, a smirk apparent in his voice even though it was laced in a tender tone. “my name is Roy. But, if you'd rather call me God that's just fine with me.”

 

“I'll call you whatever you want me to…” Ed whispered. “Just so long as you keep doing that…”

 

“What? Doing this?” Roy asked, punctuating `this' with a firm squeeze to Ed's erection.

 

Ed bit Roy's neck to stifle the loud moan that threatened to pour from his lips. Roy hissed and bucked his hips, grinding them into Ed's ass. Ed released his hold on Roy's neck and grinned.

 

“So, I've found a sensitive spot, have I?” Ed muttered into Roy's ear, licking the shell as he did so. Roy groaned again.

 

Neither of them heard the door crash open, but they both heard Havoc's yell of “Hey, Hawkeye sent me in here to tell you, NO OFFICE SEX!”

 

Before one could blink, Roy had gotten up, set Ed one the floor, and took off after Jean Havoc, his fingers poised for snapping.

 

Ed sighed and walked out of the office to see Major Hawkeye standing there.

 

“If Roy asks where I went, tell him I had to use the restroom…” Ed grumbled as he walked past her, walking a little more stiffly then he had when he had walked into the office.

 

“Right.” Hawkeye responded, somehow not laughing.

 

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And there's the end of that! If you guys are lucky, I'll have the next teaser/chapter out by Friday. Ja ne!