Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Arrangements ❯ Secret Arrangements ( Chapter 1 )

- Disclaimer: Don't own.

 

- Warnings: PWP lemon. RoyxEd, RoyxEdxAl, Language

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Secret Arrangements

 

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Roy looked up when a soft knock sounded on his office door. He raised an eyebrow, smiling to himself.

 

“Come in.” He called, knowing who it was.

 

The heavy wooden door opened and a short, blond teenager walked into the room; closing the door quietly behind him.

 

“What's the occasion?” The dark haired man asked in amusement.

 

“What? You're the one who sent the message for me to come see you.” Came the confused response.

 

Roy chuckled and shook his head. Waving a hand in Ed's general direction he said, “You knocked, not pounded, on the door. You shut the door quietly instead of slamming it. What's the matter Fullmetal? Didn't want to attract any attention to this office?”

 

The young alchemist shrugged and looked around the room. “Where's Hawkeye?”

 

“Out.” He answered with a grin. “As you already knew, I think.”

 

Roy pushed himself out of his chair, and walked around the desk. Ed folded his arms as he watched his commanding officer approach, then said, “You fucking whore master. I thought you said last time that we shouldn't do this here; too easy to get caught.”

 

The Colonel slid his hands over Ed's shoulders, under the long read coat, and pushed the outer garment off the teen's body; making it fall to the floor. “Maybe I just like the thrill of taking the chance.” He said as he did the same to Ed's black, long sleeved jacket.

 

“Bullshit.” Ed growled, but the effect was somewhat diminished from his quickened breathing.

 

Roy grabbed the blond's chin, pulled it up and pressed his lips firmly against his mouth. The boy's response was instantaneous as he grabbed onto Roy's military jacket and pulled him closer.

 

The Colonel broke the kiss, and grabbed Ed's wrists. Roy pulled Ed's hands away, and pushed him down on one of the office couches. Grinning, he ran a hand under the other alchemist's shirt, playing with his nipples. The boy gasped and Roy could feel his heart begin to beat faster in his chest.

 

He hungrily pressed his mouth against Ed's and slipped his tongue inside the damp abyss. Ed's response was immediate as he returned the kiss. The nipple was turning hard under Roy's fingers and he moved his head away, stopping the kiss.

 

Roy pushed Ed's shirt up and ran his tongue over the now erect nipple and Ed moaned with pleasure. Pushing the other side of the shirt up, Roy clamped his mouth down on the other, untouched until now, nipple.

 

Ed's hips bucked and Roy pulled his lower body away.

 

“Please…” Ed moaned, reaching down to try to make Roy's hips return to their original place.

 

Roy stopped sucking and lifted his head. When he looked at Ed he could see the desperation in the other alchemist's eyes.

 

The need.

 

Roy grinned and Ed scowled at him. “If we're going to fuck, let's do it before someone walks in.”

 

Roy opened his mouth, but Ed spoke over what his commanding officer would have said. “And don't give me any bullshit about taking our time and enjoying the moment. This isn't the time or the place and you know it.”

 

“There's no one here to bother us right now Fullmetal.”

 

“Well you never know. Now are we going to do this or are you just playing with me?”

 

“Well, I guess we'd better since you haven't learned to hold back yet.”

 

Ed's face went red with anger and he pushed on Roy as if to move out from under him, but Roy was having none of that. He grabbed the boy's wrists and pushed with his hips. Ed's anger seemed to suddenly disappear, only to come back when Roy pushed himself off of the couch and stood staring down at Ed.

 

“What the hell..?”

 

Roy walked to his desk, unlocked one of the drawers and pulled out a bottle of lube. Ed looked at it, then at Roy.

 

“You want to do that here?” The blond asked, startled. Roy knew the boy was most likely expecting they'd wank each other off, or do some mutual cock sucking, and grinned at Ed's discomfort.

 

Walking back to the couch, Roy tapped the bottle against his thigh and stared expectantly down at the other alchemist. Ed's face turned a bright red once more before he moved to a sitting position and unbuckled his belt.

 

Roy watched as the younger alchemist pulled his pants down, letting them gather at his ankles. Ed's erect manhood stood straight out, precum starting to dribble down from the tip.

 

“Turn around and get down on your knees, Fullmetal.”

 

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Ed frowned but did as he was told. For some reason he couldn't fathom, Mustang enjoyed calling him by his military title and having Ed call Mustang by his, when they were screwing each other senseless. He could hear the dark haired man pulling down his pants, then the snapping of lube being opened.

 

A thick, wet sound met Ed's ears as Mustang squeezed the contents of the bottle out and rubbed it over his cock.

 

“Will you hurry the fuck up!” Ed growled in exasperation.

 

There was no verbal response from the other man, but moments later a slick, wet finger slid between his butt cheeks and touched the opening hidden there. Ed breathed hard in anticipation. The finger caressed, but didn't slide in. Ed bent over more, pushing his ass out, but the finger just moved back too.

 

“You bastard.” He growled.

 

“Beg.” The man behind him ordered.

 

“Fuck me.” He said dryly.

 

A small chuckle, then, “That's not how it's done Fullmetal.”

 

Ed gritted his teeth then breathed out roughly. He didn't enjoy pretending not to want it, but again… another one of Mustang's strange turn-ons. “No…Please…”

 

Nothing.

 

“Colonel…”

 

He felt the finger slide inside him. He began to pant, oh how he just wanted Mustang to push his cock into him; forget this loosening up shit. He was loose enough already; he was fucking ready to take the man. But he knew he wouldn't get what he wanted until Mustang got what he wanted.

 

“No please…please don't…”

 

“You know you want it Fullmetal.” Was whispered back into his ear.

 

“Colonel please… I need to go… Al is waiting for me…” Ed lied.

 

“Fuck Al.” Mustang said as he slipped another finger into Ed.

 

The shorter alchemist moaned and bucked his hips. He couldn't take it anymore and he began to move his arm down to take care of himself, but it was stopped by a hand behind him. “Don't even think about it.”

 

“Please…” This time it was a plea for Mustang to stop playing with him and get on with the show. The dark haired man seemed to sense the strong desire, but only slid another finger in. “You're not ready yet.” He murmured, nipping the skin on the side of Ed's neck.

 

“Yes I…” Ed began, but was interrupted.

 

“Listen to me Fullmetal, I'm your commanding officer when I say jump, you jump. When I say bend over, you bend over. And when I say you aren't ready, you aren't ready.”

 

The blond moaned as he felt the fingers moving inside of him, stretching him further. “Yes sir...”

 

Ed felt Mustang's other hand slip under his shirt and pinched one of his nipples. “Yes sir, what?” Came the older man's voice in his ear.

 

“Yes sir… Colonel… sir.” He panted.

 

Mustang grunted, then said in a commanding voice. “I'm going shove my cock up your ass, and you are going to like it. Understand Fullmetal?”

 

“Aaah… yeees, aaaaahh sssiiir.”

 

“Good boy.” The Colonel said. He pulled his hand out from beneath Ed's shirt and slid his fingers out. Ed felt the tip of Mustang's large, hard cock touch his opening then it began to slowly push inside. His heart beat faster in excited anticipation.

 

He felt the Mustang pushing past the small ring of muscle, filling him, along with the familiar stinging sensation that was always there each time they started. As much as Ed hated to admit it, even with all the stretching, he was still tight. He heard Mustang moan with pleasure behind him.

 

Sweat beaded on Ed's skin and his breath came out in large gasps of air. Ed grabbed onto the couch tightly, trying to stop himself from shaking as the Colonel continued the slow descent into his body.

 

“Wait! Stop!” Ed panted. Mustang paused and Ed laid his head on the couch, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His legs were trembling and he could feel wet stickiness trickling down his body under the clothing.

 

The man behind him ran his hand over the back of Ed's neck then took Ed's sex, which had softened a little from the pain, in his slick hand. The short alchemist moaned; his penis growing harder with Mustang's fondling.

 

“No please… ahhh…” It was hard to keep up the pretense at this point, but he tried.

 

The older man seemed to take that for consent to continue, because a moment later Ed felt the Colonel pushing into him again.

 

“Oh yes…” He heard Mustang moan behind him as he finally pushed his full length into the young alchemist. Again the Colonel paused, letting Ed's body adjust to the invasion. Ed lifted a hand and wiped at the sweat on his forehead, moving the blond strands of hair that stuck to his face.

 

Unable to keep up the act any longer, Ed whispered through panting breaths, “Fuck me. I want it. I need it.”

 

Mustang pushed into him and moved his hand along Ed's manhood. He moaned, bucking his hips. He could feel it… he was so close...

 

Suddenly the door flung open and a sandy haired teenager ran into the room. “Brother, I…” What he was saying stopped in mid sentence when his eyes took in the scene before him.

 

For a moment none of them moved or said anything, then Ed growled through panting breaths, “Shut the fucking door, Al!”

 

Al, eyes wide, took a few steps back, never taking his gaze from the two and felt around with his hand until it touched the door. After shutting the door, Al walked backward until his back touched wood.

 

Ed knew that he should feel embarrassed, but right now all he wanted was to blow his load. He was about to turn his head from his brother when Mustang spoke.

 

“Alphonse… come over here.” The teen hesitated then slowly walked over to them. “You love your brother, don't you Alphonse?” Mustang asked.

 

He nodded.

 

Ed saw instantly where this was going and was about to say something against it when the Colonel spoke up again. “And you like to see your brother happy, right?”

 

Another nod.

 

“Are you upset that I'm fucking your older brother, Alphonse?” Mustang whispered.

 

To this question, Al only pressed his lips together.

 

Finally, Ed spoke up. “Al… just… just go.” He was starting to feel embarrassed for his younger brother; after all, Al was pretty naïve. Later would be a better time to explain everything… “I swear I'll tell you what's going on when I get home.” but his words were cut off by Mustang.

 

“Alphonse. Don't worry. I don't care for you any less.”

 

At this, Ed's eyes widened and he stiffened. When he looked up at Al he saw a faint blush across his brother's cheeks. “You bastard! You've been screwing with my little brother?!” He made to move away from the man behind him, but Mustang grabbed Ed's hips, keeping himself deep inside.

 

“Edward. Don't be jealous… but now that you both know, I don't see any reason why we can't make this a group affair.”

 

Ed opened his mouth to speak, but whatever he was going to say was cut off as Mustang pushed his cock deeper into him. The Colonel put his mouth close to Ed's ear and whispered, “Did you know, Fullmetal, how much your brother likes to give head?”

 

No, Ed did not know how much his brother liked to give head. He could have lived the rest of his life without knowing. He didn't need to know the details of his younger brother's sex life.

 

“Alphonse…” Mustang addressed the tall boy.

 

The sandy haired teen licked his lips and looked down at Ed. He couldn't believe it! Al actually wanted to go down on him! His own brother!

 

“Don't worry Fullmetal. He's very good at it…” The older man breathed into Ed's ear.

 

“Bastard!” Ed growled low in his throat.

 

Al got to his knees and bent low. Ed, already breathing hard, now felt his breath grow even more erratic when his brother touched his tongue to Ed's cock, moving it once around where the head connected to the shaft, then sliding his tongue down the vain on the underside of Ed's manhood, then back up again.

 

“Al! Stop it!” Ed gasped, but there was a gray line between whether he meant for Al to stop sucking him off, or for his brother to stop teasing him.

 

When Al wrapped his hand around the shaft, put his mouth over Ed's hard, pulsing member, then started to hum, Ed gasped. It was amazing, just fucking amazing! Until then, Mustang had been still; letting Al do his work, but when the Colonel began pumping into him again, Ed let out a loud, “aaaahhh!!” With the sensation of being fucked up the ass and sucked off at the same time, he knew he wasn't going to be able to last very long.

 

Throwing all semblance of morality out the window, Ed grabbed Al's head and pushed deep into his brother's mouth as Mustang plunged into him. Small high pitched noises began to escape from Ed's throat and suddenly he felt the pressure and the pleasure that had been building all that time finally explode. He pushed himself hard into Alphonse's mouth. It took only another thirty seconds for Mustang to reach the point of no return, and then it was finished.

 

Except for the sound of heavy breathing there was silence in the room. Al's head rose and he wiped spittle off of his lips. Ed watched as his brother gazed at him with an unsure look in his eyes, wondering what Ed's reaction might be.

 

The short alchemist couldn't even think of what to say or how to act. Not only had his little brother, who he had thought to be so innocent, caught him getting fucked up the ass by his commanding officer, but he had joined in! Before Ed could think on it more, Mustang reached over Ed's shoulder, grabbed Al by the shirt collar, pulled him close, and kissed him roughly.

 

The taste of cum… another one of Mustang's kicks.

 

When the dark haired man pulled away, Al was out of breath and panting. Ed felt Mustang's now flaccid member slide easily out of him before the man stood and zipped up his pants. He could hear Mustang moving around behind him, then a box of tissues landed in his lap.

 

“Well Ed, cleanup time. The greater the pleasure, the greater the mess. I'll be back.” Mustang said briskly as he headed toward the door. “Oh by the way,” He stopped and looked back. “You owe me Alphonse.”

 

Ed scowled at the man in uniform as he left, and grabbed one of the tissues from the box. For a few minutes neither of them said anything. By the time he was buckling up his belt, Al cleared his throat. Ed looked over at his brother who was now looking anxious.

 

And he should. Ed thought. He didn't know what kind of game they were playing with him, but he was going to get to the bottom of it. He let Al squirm for a few more minutes, then walked over to the couch.

 

He placed a knee, his real one, on the cushion in between his brother's legs and leaned forward, his nose touching Al's; eyes looking straight at each other. His brother may be a bit taller than him, but at this moment it was Ed who dominated.

 

A crude smile formed on Ed's face and he huskily whispered, “Okay, little brother, no secrets. I want to know everything…”

 

 

Thanks to:

MasamuneReforged for betaing.

 

A/N: This is my first ever one shot, PWP lemon. I'd really love to get some feedback on this story. So PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!