Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Patience is a virtue ❯ The imagination is a powerful thing ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Edward sat on the couch nonchalantly as he waited for Mustang to arrive. He'd decided he was tired of trying to be subtle and was ready to just pounce. Hearing footsteps outside the door he tossed his braid over his shoulder and placed his right leg ontop of his automail one.
The door slammed open and Edward saw Mustang and a young woman practically tonguing one another to death. They didn't even notice Edward until they landed on him and he squawked indignantly.
"Fullmetal?" Mustang asked incredulous, "What are you doing here?"
"Is this a bad time? Maybe you need a little-"
Mustang barely had time to save the stupid woman from being attacked as Edward began ranting. Mustang pushed her towards the still open door."Maybe you should leave, I'll call you."
He shut the door and turned and looked at Fullmetal speculatively. Edward was sitting on the couch again muttering some choice curses and picking at the loose threads on his jacket."Well, why are you here? I'll assume that you weren't here just to spy on me."
"Of course not. Why would I spy on you?" Edward shouted indignantly not meeting Roy's eyes instead looking into the fire. His arms were crossed on his lower torso and he was glaring at the fire like he would estinguish it just by looking.
"Well, why are you here, then? You already gave me your report a few days ago. You haven't been anywhere since have you?" he asked propping his hip on the edge of the desk. There was something off about the whole scenario but he couldn't his finger on it.
"I had something to tell you but it's not important now."
"Why not?"
"Because."
Roy scoffed, getting answers from Fullmetal was like pulling teeth.
Edward stood and started to leave but thought better of it. Wouldn't it be better all around if he just got this out of the way? Taking a deep breath he turned back to the Flame Alchemist.
Roy was expecting anger or even a pout, but the heat of this emotion paled the others. But then again he could be wrong, Fullmetal wouldn't be lusting after him would he?
His question was answered when Edward began walking, no stalking towards him. He'd obviously not hid the shock because Fullmetal smiled at him ferally. Roy's throat tightened as well as other places. Edward stood in front of him still having to look up at him even though Roy was leaning against the desk. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply letting it out slowly. Leaning forward Edward placed his lips over Roy's pressing thier bodies together.
Mustang could feel his groin tighten as it pressed into Edward's stomach. It wasn't as soft as he had thought it would have been. The muscles moved underneath his skin as Edward pulled him down farther into the kiss, licking Roy's bottom lip. Surprised Roy opened his mouth letting Edward in, his tongue was cooler than his and he groaned appreciatively as Edward began to expertly play his lips against Roy's as he deepened the kiss.
The sudden cold against his spine caused him to gasp. Edward's auto-mail arm was holding him tight against his front, pushing his way in between Roy's tighs to rub his cock against Roy's.
Roy was not an innocent by any means but he was not usually the one caught off guard. The few experiences he'd participated in he'd been the seme but he was starting to wonder if he'd missed out on something by not being the uke.
Edward moved his lips down to Roy's neck nibbling the pulsing vein there. Not taking his lips from Roy's neck Edward pushed him backwards to lay on the desk. Edward had to slide his way up Roy's body to keep nibbling causing a delicious friction. When Edward pulled back to begin unbuttoning his shirt Roy's senses, unfortunately, began make thier way through the fog Edward had placed over them.
He started to sit up when Edward yanked apart the shirt underneath buttons flying every where. Edward licked his way up Roy's torso and took one peaked nipple into his mouth suckling gently. Roy arched his back running his fingers through Edward's hair loosening the braid the hair tye falling to the desk beside them.
"Edward, I-" Roy began but was cut off when insistent fingers began to tug at his zipper brushing his already straining arousal. When it was free the cool air swept across it while Edward studied with a look of appreciation.
"Now I know why you're such a womanizer." Edward teased as he leaned forward an licked the tip. Roy's groan was heart felt when Edward tugged softly at the base before taking the length slowly into his mouth. Holding Roy's hips stll as they constantly tried to jerk upwards Edward pushed his head down to hilt. Mustang's fingers tightened in Edward's hair causing him to moan. The sound sent vibrations up and down Roy's spine as Edward slowly pulled up half way and sucked once hard enough to pull Roy half off the desk. Stroking the lower half Edward continued to suck at Mustang's arousal using his automail arm to balance.
Edward felt the orgasm coming even before Mustang began cum into his mouth. He locked his lips around it and swallowed and sucked every drop down his throat. When Mustang finished and lay on the desk sprawled out Edward grinned wiping the sides of his mouth for any spare droplets of the moisture that might have escaped.
Roy struggled to sit up and when he did he came face to face with a very smug Elric.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Roy asked trying to knock the grin off of his face.
"It doesn't matter it wasn't some other guy." Edward answered, moving in between Roy's thighs again. The slick fabric of Edward's pants rubbed against his sensitive cock making it twitch in response. Edward ran his hand up Roy's chest and pulled him down by the neck for another. Edward's mouth tasted musky from the blow job he'd given moments earlier but Roy responded just as enthusiastically as before.
Roy felt fingers lightly tracing his cheek and he kissed them taking two of them into his mouth. He felt Edward stiffen a moment before he put his lips to Roy's jaw and began to nibble his way down to the neck. When Edward pulled his fingers out he replaced them with his tongue and trailed the fingers down Roy's spine leaving a cooling trail. Pressing one of his fingers outside of Roy, Edward looked at him questioningly. Roy moved closer to the fingers in invitation.
Smiling Edward pressed the finger in gently, then added another and another before pulling them out and unzipping his pants. Roy looked down at the swollen member and saw why Edward was so easy to annoy all the time. He looked up into Edward's face and saw the pleased grin on his face.
"Scoot back." Edward ordered as Roy opened his mouth to say something. Roy did as he was told with out complaint until his shoulders were in danger of sliding off the desk. Edward hopped onto the desk and Roy watched as he slowly positioned himself. Roy felt his sweat slicked skin slide on the hard wood desk as Edward pulled him backwards slowly to take him in.
He felt so full, almost like he was going to bust and he shifted trying to get comfortable. Edward's grip on his hips stopped him from moving and Roy could see the strain on his young features. Lifting one of Roy's legs over his shoulders Edward pulled out and slammed back in with enough force to slide Roy an inch closer to edge. Roy grabbed the sides of the desk and tossed his head back as Edward hit his prostate again and again.
"Do you like this Roy? Or would you prefer someone else?" Each question was puncuated by a deep thrust.
"No, please Ed, please," Roy gasped as Edward thrust in hitting his prostate.
Edward used his auto mail arm to Roy into each thrust as he began to jerk Roy's arousal in time with his thrusts.
"Please what?"
"Don't stop," Roy groaned as he felt himself seeming to spiral tighter and tighter.
"I don't plan to." Edward muttered as he felt Roy tighten around him causing spots to hinder his vision. When he felt warmth cover his hand and he let go of his own orgasm as he shoved in as deep as possible and felt like he exploded.
"Edward," Roy said after they had lain on the desk for a while trying to catch thier breaths.
"What?" came the muffled response somewhere around his midriff.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Roy asked slowly feeling jealousy creep into his gut. And the burst of heat from his stomach did little to tramp it.
Edward looked up at him and smiled sheepishly. "I caught Alphonse reading some stories."
"Stories?"
"Fanfictions actually, about the shows we used to watch as children. People took members of the cast and put them together." Edward explained ducking his head so his bangs covered his red face.
"Oh..." Roy said as it dawned on him the jealousy fading away. "And you read them because?"
"I don't know why, but they're addictive I swear."
"Right." Roy replied skeptically.
"Fine don't believe me." Edward pulled out of Roy causing him to spasm slightly. "But you have to admit it had interesting results."
Edward untangled his pants from his boots, pulled them up and fastened them. Roy gingerly swung his legs over the side of the desk and winced. Edward's automail leg had been slamming into his rear end constantly but he hadn't noticed till now. Roy stood, using the desk to support his legs used the other hand to bend and pull up his own pants. The fabric rubbed against the forming bruises and he grimaced. The shirt was beyond repair and his chest was sticky. There was no way he could leave the office now like he wanted to looking like he did.
"Want me to fix that?" Edward asked as he saw the annoyed look on Roy's face.
"Sure why not."Edward clapped his hands together and alchemied the shirt together. Roy looked down at the T-shirt he held in his hands. He gave Edward a look.
"It's the best I can do with out all the buttons." Edward shrugged and started backing towards the door never breaking eye contact. "See you around."
"Yeah, I guess so."
Edward opened the door and slipped through. He ran smack into Armstrong.
"Edward Elric, I thought you had already given your report."
"I had." Edward replied sidestepping trying to get past the behemoth.
"Then what were you-"
"Sorry no time to chat I have to get home to Al he's waiting for me." Edward said in a rush as he began to run down the hall.Armstrong shook his head and knocked on Mustang's door twice before entering. Mustang was standing in front of his desk wearing a t-shirt and his pants. The belt was missing as well as the jacket. Taking it all in Armstrong turned and looked down the hall behind him. Edward was looking around the corner down the hall and disappeared when he saw Armstrong looking at him. A smile was hidden beneath his mustache as he looked back at the higher ranking officer.
"You do realize Colonel Roy Mustang that T-shirts are not military issue."
"Leave me alone."
~end~
A/N I wanted to shake this pairing up a bit. It always seems that Edward is the uke and I wanted try this out for size. Please let me know if you like it or not.
edit note: I hadn't noticed the flaws earlier but I think I got them all now.
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