Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Patience is a virtue ❯ Tip toe throught the Tulips ( Chapter 3 )

Roy tugged at the collar that he had hidden underneath his uniform. It was damned annoying but he still had the incredible urge to grin. He didn't even know why considering he was pretty sure that his left cheek was still bruised from the paddling….

Roy had thought he would have the situation under control but Edward proved him wrong. The auto mail of his arm was alot stronger than the damn handcuffs and

Roy soon found himself on hands and knees over empty bed. He was going to turn and find out where Edward had gone, it was then that he discovered that he was wearing the handcuffs.

Looking over his shoulder annoyed he saw Edward walking around the room inspecting the walls.

"Uncuff me!" Roy demanded pulling at the cuffs ineffectually.

"Shhhh! I'm concentrating." Edward said back turning to study the bed posts. He smiled happily and clapped his hands together and placed them on the post. The top half disappeared in a flash of light leaving a long, flat piece of wood.

".....Wait a minute...that's not a-"

"Yep, corporal punishment is the only way to make bad little officers be good."

"Now wait a minute Fullmetal," Roy began putting as much command into his voice as possible.

Edward swung the paddle at Roy's still positioned ass and it hit home, hard. Roy yelped and fell to the bed writhing from the painful tingles that were sending confusing messages to his who thoroughly enjoy this. ~Point to the Elric~ Edward grabbed Roy's hat from the nightstand and put it on his head. It was a size too large so he tilted it to the side so he could see better.

"Are you going to be quiet now and speak only when spoken to?"

"You must have lost your mind!" Roy bellowed.

Edward put the paddle on the floor and clapped his hands again this time placing his hands on the bed. A small table rose out of the center of the bed pushing Mustang back into position. The hand cuffs slid upward on the post sending vibrations down Roy's arms.

Before Roy had time to protest Edward swatted him again.

"Do you want another one?" he asked swatting immediately afterward, not giving him time to respond.

"Edward," Roy groaned, rocking his hips against the sheet that was draped over the table trying to get some friction. He couldn't understand it, he'd been paddled as a boy and it never had this effect.

"Are you going to be good now? No more sneaking into my room?" Edward asked running his hands over Roy's red tinted backside.

"Yes." Mustang agreed readily, pushing backwards when he felt a finger run along the .

"You know what, I don't think that paddling is enough of a punishment." Edward said thoughtfully removing his hand. "You should be punished just a little more.""Why?"

Edward swatted him with the paddle again, causing Roy to moan into the sheets atop the table.

"What'd I say about talking without permission?" Edward asked.

" 'm sorry." Roy muttered.

"You know you should say master after that."

"You really have lost your mind." Roy muttered.

Edward slammed the paddle home hard and Roy yelped and practically shouted, "I'm sorry, master!"

"Much better." Edward commented as he ran a hand gently over the going to be bruised backside. Upon seeing Roy's coat Edward rummaged through the pockets looking for the keys to the handcuffs so he wouldn't have to transmute and ruin the lock later.

He felt cool metal and pulled it out of the pocket. Looking at the collar in his hands he turned to ask Roy what this was all about, when he saw Alphonse standing in the doorway.

Oh damn he'd forgotten all about Alphonse. He should probably apologize but what would he tell him.

`I'm sorry you walked in on Edward paddling me and I'm sorry you had to hear me moan like an animal in heat….'

Nah, it'd never work.

He was still fingering the collar when Armstrong burst into the room.

“Colonel Roy Mustang the Flame Metal Alchemist may I have a word with you?”

“Why do you use the full title like that?” When Armstrong didn't respond he nodded his ascent and the large man stepped into the room closing the door behind him.

“Lieutenant Hawkeye and I were wondering why you were wearing a collar today.”

Roy blanched and dropped his hands to his lap. “What makes you think I'm wearing a collar?” He asked defensively.

“You toy with it when you talk. Did Edward make you wear it?”

Mustang couldn't even think of an answer for that one.

“We assumed it was true because you would start to smile and look in the direction of newest scene of destruction that he'd caused.”

Roy's mouth opened and closed a few times. Before he could say anything though, the subject matter waltzed through the door.

“Roy are you going to stay here all night I had some great ideas that I'd love to- to-”

“Hello Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric wonderful evening isn't it?”

“Why do you do that?” Armstrong was silent.

“He didn't answer me when I asked him either.”

“I don't think he even knows why either.” Edward stage whispered.

“I'll leave you to alone to catch up on the days events.” With those parting remarks Armstrong left the room closing the door quietly behind him.

“So what exactly did you have planned Elric.” Roy asked leaning back in his chair trying to seem uncaring.

“I was hoping you wouldn't mind talking a walk with me.”

“A walk?” Roy asked skeptically.

“Yeah.”

“I have a lot of paper work to do and,”

“Now.” Edward ordered.

Edward put the paddle on the floor and clapped his hands again this time placing his hands on the bed. A small table rose out of the center of the bed pushing Mustang back into position. The hand cuffs slid upward on the post sending vibrations down Roy's arms.

Before Roy had time to protest Edward swatted him again.

"Do you want another one?" he asked swatting immediately afterward, not giving him time to respond.

"Edward," Roy groaned, rocking his hips against the sheet that was draped over the table trying to get some friction. He couldn't understand it, he'd been paddled as a boy and it never had this effect.

Roy flushed crimson at the memory but decided to stand his ground. He refused to budge an inch.

Edward walked around behind the desk and wrapped his arms around Roy's shoulders. “Take a walk with me, please.”

Mustang could fell his resolve starting to crumble and he cursed himself inwardly.

“Tiptoe to the window,” He whispered licking the tip of Roy's earlobe.

“By the window that is where I'll be;” Edward began a slow trail of kisses towards Roy's mouth.

Mustang struggled not to respond to the attention he was receiving but he could feel his head turning towards Edwards ever so slowly. In an attempt to regain control of his growing feelings of lust Roy leapt from his chair and moved to the other side of the desk.

Edward's eyes were molten when Roy had the courage to look back into them. “Come tiptoe through the tulips with me.”

Clearing his throat, Roy attempted to defuse the situation that he was quickly losing any semblance of control over. “Why are you singing that ridiculous nursery rhyme?”

Fullmetal ignored him and began moving towards him slowly with all the deliberation of a great feline on the hunt. “Tiptoe from your pillow,”

Roy began backing away all the while trying to make it seem like it was his idea that he was backing up.

“To the shadow of a willow tree.” Edward grinned ferally and Roy recognized the gleam in his eyes as the same one he'd had when Edward had… had…

Fullmetal began walking faster and Roy was sure that he was going to fall into the fire if he didn't turn soon. When he felt the heat become hotter he turned.

Edward followed him steps becoming quicker. “And tiptoe through the tulips with me.”

Mustang stumbled backwards over a foot stool and fell hard on his already bruised backside. Edward followed him to the wall kneeling between his thighs.

“Knee deep in flowers we'll stray.” he murmured as he leaned forward and kissed Roy softly on the mouth.

He made a soft indiscernible noise as Edward began to run his hands up Roy's thighs toward his groin.

Edward's thumb rubbed the sensitive tip, “We'll keep the showers away.”

Roy used his last shred of thinking power to pull off his gloves and toss them in the direction of the end table he'd tripped over.

Edward unzipped Mustang's pants ever so slowly and pulled free his erection. “And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight will you pardon me.”

Fullmetal took Roy into his mouth and sucked once, hard and Roy's fingers dug into the carpet beneath him.

Using his right hand Edward slid his index finger into Roy very slowly.

Mustang fought the urge to clench as he felt the cold auto mail entering his orifice. When Edward pushed in the second one there was a flare of pain that overtook the pleasure of Edward on his cock.

“Stop, stop, it hurts Edward.” Roy was struggling to pull back, away from the fingers deep inside of him.

Edward sat up and slowly pulled his fingers out. Roy crawled over to the couch and pulled himself onto it. He started counting trying to lessen the pain by degrees. He didn't even notice when Edward sat down on the couch next to him.

“So much for that walk huh?”

“Go away Fullmetal.”

“Roy I was only kidding. How badly does it hurt?” Edward ran his fingers through Mustang's hair removing the bangs from his forehead.

“Let me stick two thin metal pipes up your ass and see how it feels.”

“I'm sorry I forgot I was using my auto mail arm.” Edward wrapped his arms around Roy and began kissing his jawline.

“Don't care, not the best sensation.”

“But you forgive me?”

“No.”

“Come tiptoe through the tulips with me.”

“Shut-up” Roy commanded as he kissed Edward bruisingly on the lips.