Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Fraternization ❯ The State Alchemy Examiniation, Part 2 ( Chapter 5 )

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 5: The State Alchemy Examination, Part 2

 

“Oh god…”

“You know,” Roy murmured, 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 on 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.

Roy, on the other hand, was still hot on Havoc's trail. Riza, knowing that Mustang would kill Jean if he caught him, took off running in the direction she saw them take off in.

 

“HAVOC, STOP RIGHT THERE! THAT'S AN ORDER!” Roy bellowed as he came up behind Jean.

 

“Sorry, Sir, but there's no way I'm stopping!” Havoc yelled over his shoulder. “You can court-martial me lat-”

 

Suddenly, Jean felt something connect with his back. It felt like a human body but there was WAY too much weight for it to be just one.

 

“What the…?” Havoc asked, after collapsing to the floor and looking over his shoulder.

 

“Brigadier General! If you lay one finger on him, so help me yo-“ Riza cried from her seat on Mustang's stomach.

 

“I'll what, Major Hawkeye?” Roy grunted, unable to put the air needed into his lungs to make the question sound threatening.

 

“You'll regret it, Sir!” Hawkeye stated calmly, pulling her gun from its holster and aiming it at Roy's head.

 

“And why exactly are you protecting him, Hawkeye?”

 

“Uh, I um, it's because…” She stuttered, her aim faltering slightly.

 

“Oh, for the love of- We're together! Now, will you two get off me?” Havoc cried.

 

Roy snorted, fighting off a bout of laughter that he knew would get him shot. “You mean to t-tell me that y-y-your dating…” He couldn't control himself after that and let out the laughter he'd been holding in.

 

“And how is that funny!?” Cried both Riza and Jean, glaring at Roy.

 

“Oh God, that explains why you turned me down that time I asked out to dinner Riza!” Roy responded as an answer, his laughter dying away slowly.

 

“… You never told me he asked you out!” Havoc yelled, causing Riza to sigh.

 

It was going to be a long day.

 

Riza got up, anger apparent in her voice and on her face as she holstered her gun. “Both of you, up! Sir, Fullmetal asked me to tell you if you still wish to speak with him, he's using the restroom. And Havoc… Come with me.”

 

Jean swallowed audibly as Roy stood and walked off towards the nearest men's room, but not without turning to Havoc and snickering, mouthing a `good luck!' as he did so. When Havoc didn't stand up, Hawkeye reached over and grabbed the back of his collar. She took off walking, dragging Havoc behind her.

 

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Ed found his way to the bathroom. He checked the stalls as quickly as he could, and once he was satisfied that no one was in this particular men's room, he locked the door and picked a urinal. He walked over to it and slowly brought his auto-mail hand to the zipper of his leather pants.

 

Damn it, why did it have to be the day I wore my leather pants? Ed thought as he slowly pulled down the zipper with a sigh.

 

He undid the button next, then gripped the edge of his pants, pulling them down just enough to reach inside. Ed didn't wear underwear with his leather - it was hard enough to get on without it. Thanking some greater power that he was left handed, he slid said hand into his pants and eased out his weeping erection. The rub of the rough material of his glove made him groan.

 

Ed brought his left hand to his mouth and pulled the glove off with his teeth. His hand returned to his painfully hard cock, slowly curling his fingers around it as he spat out the glove, not caring where it landed. He began to move it up and down the shaft, using his right arm as a brace against the wall.

 

After a short time, he quickened the movements of his hand, pausing every once in a while to fondle his heavy sacs. Thoughts of a certain Brigadier General naked, thrusting into him, stroking his cock, moaning his name filled his head, causing his knees to shake.

 

“Oh God, Roy…” Ed groaned, swiping his thumb over the head of his erection before returning to the hard strokes he'd been using to pleasure himself with.

 

Lost in pleasure, Ed never heard the jingle of keys outside the bathroom door, nor did he hear the door open and someone walk in. He didn't hear the door shut and lock behind his visitor either. He did, however, hear the person whisper in his ear.

 

“Mmm, Edward, you look simply delicious like this…”

 

Ed's heart jumped and stuck in his throat, or so it seamed to the young man. He immediately stopped in his pleasurable acts to look over his shoulder in horror. There stood Roy Mustang, who was stepping closer to him with a sensual grin on his face.

 

“Uh, I was uh, that is, I needed to- What are you- Oh God…” Ed finished with a groan as Roy's gloved hand found its way to his cock.

 

“I wish you would have asked, Ed. I would have been more then happy to take care of this for you…” He squeezed lightly before moving his hand away, pulling his glove off with his free hand then doing the same to the other. “Hmm, it seems I was right. You don't wear any underwear with these pants….”

 

“Roy?” Ed whimpered. The rougher material of Mustang's ignition cloth gloves made his cock tingle like it was burning.

 

“Yes Ed?” Roy purred, his hand hovering so close to Ed's erection that Ed could feel the heat from Roy's hand.

 

“Please?”

 

Roy laughed, a low, sensual noise the vibrated his chest, sending shocks through Ed's body. “Please what?”

 

“T-touch me…” Ed whispered, his face becoming bright red as he did so.

 

“Gladly.” Roy answered in a heated whisper. He closed his right hand around Ed's shaft, squeezing lightly before stroking him roughly.

 

Ed moaned. This was far better then imagining that the hand stroking him was Roy's because, now, it was. It was experienced, and knew just what it took to make Ed moan, whimper, and shake with need - something Ed wasn't even sure of. When Roy's left hand found its way to Ed's balls and began to massage them, it was all over for the younger alchemist. He cried out Roy's name as white lights flashed behind his eyes. His mind when blank from his orgasm. Ed came hard, the evidence of his release on the urinal and Roy's hand. His knees gave out and Roy supported Ed's weight until he could get him on the floor. Roy gently set Ed down; letting the boy lay back as he basked in the afterglow of a Mustang-induced orgasm. Roy looked at his hand, Ed's seed dripping from it.

 

“I've been wondering for a while now… He's pretty much passed out, what harm could be done?” Roy muttered to himself.

 

Roy brought his hand to his mouth, tentatively licking one of his fingers. Ed was defiantly male; the taste was musky and rich. Roy held no illusions that Ed would taste like metal, but his essence did have a bite of a metallic tang to it, just enough to make it bitter. It was a taste Roy would never tire of. He began to suck on his fingers, one by one, with earnest.

 

Ed woke from his haze of pleasure to see Roy Mustang putting a semen-covered finger into his mouth and sucking on it like there was no tomorrow. He heard the older man let out a groan and had to fight to do the same. Roy just looked… hot. That was about the time that Ed realized that Roy had realized that he was awake.

 

“Uh, hey there…” Ed murmured, a blush finding its way to his cheeks.

 

Roy pulled his finger from his mouth and, in an attempt to respond, looked much like a fish Ed had once seen in Aquroya. Or was it Youswell? Xenotime, maybe? Ah, it didn't matter. All Ed knew was that the look on Roy's face made him look… cute. Funny, but cute in a `I am so confused, help!' sort of way.

 

“You look cute like that, Roy.” Ed hadn't meant to give voice to that particular thought, but as it had been so many times before, Ed's mouth was ahead of his brain.

 

Roy snapped out of his haze and glared. “Cute? I am not cute, Edward. I don't do cute.” Unless it you, I plan on `doing' you… He mused, the perverse side of his mind taking over.

 

“Than what are you?” Ed asked, a bit of an edge to his voice as he started to put himself back into his pants.

 

The game had started. It disappointed Roy to know that he and Ed would have no moment to bask in the afterglow of Ed's orgasm. He wanted to seduce the bo- young man, make him want to love Roy like Roy loved him.

 

“You tell me, Ful- Edward.” Roy bit back the urge, almost too late, to call Ed `Fullmetal'. That would have ruined the fun of it all.

 

“You're the Brigadier General, a womanizer - no THE womanizer, a self-centered bastard, and…” Ed's voice trailed off as he looked to his zipper, acting as if it was stuck or something.

 

“And?”

 

“And the only guy I've ever been attracted too.” Ed whispered in reply.

 

Ah, I've got you now Edward…But tonight's game has gone far enough. Roy thought as he stood up, offering Ed his hand. “Come on, game over.”

 

Ed took his hand and stood slowly. “Right…”

 

Roy pulled Ed into his arms and brought his mouth to Ed's ear, whispering softly. “Ed, I have no intention of giving you my usual `love `em and leave `em' routine. I want to prove I care… Dinner tomorrow night after work alright with you?”

 

When Ed gave Roy a shaky “alright”, he released the younger man and stepped back. He walked to the door, unlocked it, and jerked it open. Roy went to step out, but something in the back of his mind told him `stop!', so he did.

 

“Edward?”

 

“Yeah Mustang?” Ed asked, once again not thinking.

 

“Fine, if that's how things are going to be…” Roy whispered to himself. “I expect you to be in uniform tomorrow, Elric. Fuhrer is coming for an inspection of my men.”

 

Elric? Ed thought, looking up. “What happened to Ed? Or Edward even?”

 

“You called me by last name, I called you by yours - Equivalent exchange.” Roy answered, slipping back into his role as the `Flame Alchemist, Brigadier General Mustang'.

 

“Right, sorry…” Ed muttered, and Roy began to walk away. “Wait!”

 

“Yes Elric?” Roy asked in his `office' voice.

 

“May I still… call you Roy?” Roy smiled at Ed, that single gesture cracking the cold look on his face.

 

“I would expect nothing less from you, Edward. Nothing less.” That said, Roy walked off down the hall towards his office, leaving Ed to dwell on his own thoughts.

 

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Argh, I can't get this chapter to end quite right… I'm not too happy with the end of this one, but the rest of it feels good. Part three of `The State Alchemy Examination' will be up as soon, but I need to get around to starting it first. Lol.