Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Arrangements ❯ Revelations ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: This was originally meant as a PWP one shot lemon. I thought vaguely at the time that enough people wanted another chapter I could probably come up with something, but didn't really give it much thought until a couple of weeks ago.

 

So, now it's no longer a one shot. There is a plot of sorts… Also, this story will also no longer just be RoyxEd, RoyxEdxAl, but will also include EdxAl, and RoyxAl. I will also be paring up (for sex only) Roy, Al and Ed with some other characters in the story.

 

I have to warn you that this story is, and will continue to be, smutty, crude, and vulgar. If you read this story and get offended, I apologize, but you've been warned.

 

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Secret Arrangements

 

Chapter Two

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Revelations

 

 

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Al stared at him, cheeks reddening, and Ed shook his head in amazement. He'd always thought Alphonse so innocent; after all… someone who blushed that much had to be pure, right…?

 

He wrapped a hand around his brother's neck and laid his fingers on the skin below Al's hair, while his other hand, the real one, caressed the younger boy's cheek. He'd never thought of fucking with his brother. It had never even entered his mind. The boy was someone he needed to protect and take care of, not…

 

“You planned it.” Ed stated.

 

A deeper blush, then, “We planned it…” Al whispered in affirmation.

 

So they had planned it.

 

His lover and his brother had collaborated together to have a threesome with him…

 

Was it just him, or did this just sound horribly wrong?

 

But then… it wasn't as if he hadn't enjoyed it…

 

“How long have you been screwing with Mustang?” He asked. His voice was calm, but his hand tightly grabbed a fistful of his brother's short sandy hair.

 

Al swallowed hard, but didn't say anything.

 

He didn't need to.

 

“Since I got your body back.” Ed said, answering his own question.

 

Al nodded slightly, his range of motion cut off by Ed's grip.

 

“How could you?” Ed hissed, suddenly jealously angry. “He was mine.”

 

“Brother…” Al whimpered in pain, and Ed released the other boy's hair.

 

“I'm sorry…” Ed murmured apologetically, but he wasn't. He wanted to grab Al's hair again, just as he had when the younger boy had been sucking him off. He couldn't forget that feeling, even now…

 

Mustang had been right. Al was very good.

 

“How did you know…?” Ed couldn't meet his brother's eyes. His emotions were so mixed. He felt betrayed, enraged, enthralled and turned on…

 

Al grunted, and looked away.

 

Not the reaction Ed had been expecting.

 

His brother whispered something, but Ed didn't hear it. “What was that?”

 

Al looked up, and the short alchemist saw an angry gleam in the other boy's eyes. “He said your name…”

 

“My name…?” What did that have to do with…? His eyes widened in understanding. “While you were…?”

 

Al nodded bitterly.

 

“Oh…” He wasn't sure what to say to that.

 

“I didn't know before that. I had no idea. I would have never thought it… I mean… I thought you liked Winry… I didn't think you liked guys that way…”

 

Liked Winry?

 

Hardly.

 

He was close to his childhood friend, but not like that.

 

Never like that.

 

Winry knew though. She'd known for a long time. He'd told her his secret because he'd accidentally walked in on her, and found out hers.

 

Now that had been educational.

 

He'd never known you could use automail tools in such a way…

 

“I was really mad, brother.” Al said, turning to glare at the door.

 

“I should have told you about us… I'm sorry he was using you like that…” Ed said, then instantly wanted to take it back. Was the Colonel using Al? If so… was Mustang using him too?

 

“No brother… You don't understand…”

 

Ed raised an eyebrow.

 

Al turned back to Ed with a fierce look on his face. “I was mad because I wanted you, and I'd always thought you were into girls...”

 

He blinked. Al had wanted him? For how long? Since when?

 

“Why didn't you say anything?” Ed asked.

 

His brother blushed again and looked away. “I didn't know… I mean, when I found out you liked guys… I didn't know if you would want to be with me. I'm your brother after all…then of course… you… and the Colonel…”

 

Ed nodded. What if Al had told him? What would he have said? He would have been shocked. Hell, he was shocked right now.

 

“Are you mad…?” Alphonse asked nervously.

 

Ed snorted. “Mad at what? That you didn't tell me? That you wanted me? That you were shagging with my lover? That the two of you planned some sort of threesome without me knowing? All of those? Or just one? Or maybe I missed something…”

 

When Al bit his lip and looked down, Ed instantly felt sorry for what he had said. But… was he angry? Really? He had been… appalled… at first, but he had enjoyed it. Even now, just thinking about it made him so hard…

 

“Why this?” Ed asked, indicating all that had just happened. “Was that your grand idea? Or Colonel Cocksucker's?”

 

Al's eyes flitted to the door, then back to Ed. So, it had been Mustang's idea… Of course it was. His brother wasn't one to come up with deceitful plans like that.

 

“Al…” Ed tipped his brother's head up to face him and slid his tongue along the other boy's lips. “I'm not mad…” He whispered breathily.

 

At least not at you.

 

“It's not your fault.”

 

I'm going to kill Mustang.

 

The short alchemist pushed his tongue roughly into his brother's mouth. He could taste himself as he explored the damp cavity, and couldn't help but remember the pleasure Al had given him…

 

Ed broke the kiss and stood up, looking down at the other boy in undisguised lust. He had enjoyed it, and so what if it was his brother? That little bit was actually starting to turn him on. It just seemed so…kinky… Well, if Al wanted to be with him, then they'd do things his way. No more of this plotting behind his back.

 

“So… what all have you done with him?” Ed asked.

 

“Wha… what do you mean…” Al stuttered.

 

“Okay, you've obviously had lots of practice giving head. What else.”

 

“… hand jobs…” the other boy said hesitantly.

 

“Aaand?”

 

“That's it…” He whispered in embarrassment.

 

“No ass fucking?” Ed asked in disbelief.

 

When Al shook his head `no', Ed grunted. He couldn't believe it. Cumming in the backdoor just happened to be one of the old man's favorite past-times.

 

“There some specific reason for that?”

 

A slight blush tinted Al's cheeks and he said, “I just didn't want him to be the first one…”

 

Ed was beginning to see where this was going. No wonder the Colonel had helped set all this up, besides the fact that he'd get to do a threesome. The bastard wanted his turn at playing rectum ranger with his younger brother.

 

What a sick fuck.

 

Of course, wasn't Ed just thinking the same thing though?

 

He supposed they were both sick fucks.

 

Ed pushed himself off the couch and looked over at Mustang's desk. There, in all its glory, was the bottle of lube. Suddenly, Ed was angry. The Colonel was still pulling the strings. The man knew Alphonse wanted Ed to take him from behind.

 

He expected it to happen…

 

Mustang had set it all up perfectly.

 

Ed was sure the bastard would be back soon to enjoy the show, and perhaps even join in.

 

He didn't like feeling as if he were being manipulated… Forget `feeling like'. He sure as hell was being manipulated.

 

Well, fuck that.

 

“Al.” Ed said and looked over at his brother. “You ever fuck Mustang up the ass?”

 

The sandy haired teen shook his head back and forth.

 

“Me either.”

 

Ed turned his gaze to the door, and grinned.

 

“You wanna?”

 

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Thanks to:

MasamuneReforged for betaing.