Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Sloth's Hunger (Sweet corruption) ❯ Sloth's hunger (Sweet corruption) ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Full Metal Alchemist, just a fan here folks.

 

Warning: LEMON scene's (Elricsest?), Language.

 

Summary: Just a little something between Ed and Sloth turns out Sloth's interest in Ed isn't so……Motherly after all.

 

Sloth's hunger (or, such sweet corruption)

 

Her face, the face of his long dead mother.

Except she wasn't his mother she was the homunculus Sloth who Ed and Al had brought into the world. And it was for that reason he had chased her and ended up chained to a cold stone wall. Ed cursed himself for being so stupid as to be led into a trap.

Sloth's dark blue eyes sparkled with mirth as Ed tried vainly to escape. “It won't do you any good” she replied her voice, his mother's voice instinctively soothing him. “Then just get it over with” he said teeth gritted in hate filled defiance, his face a perfect mask of rage.

“All in good time” Sloth cooed as she tried to run her fingers along Ed's jaw line. Ed turned his head away as far as he could to escape the cool caress of Sloth's eloquently long feminine fingers. “Don't touch me you monster” Ed said his mind filled with hatred for her.

“Why do you hate me?” Sloth cooed in her soothing voice. “Because you're a homunculus, a monster, a representation of my greatest folly and you only want the philosopher's stone so you can take over the world!” Ed shouted his defiant voice bouncing off the cold stone walls adding an echo to its quality that made him seem much taller and dominating.

“You're mistaken” Sloth replied “I want the stone for the same reason you want the stone” she said her voice a whisper. “And what reason is that?” Ed `asked' his voice full of mocking sarcasm. “To become wholly human” she whispered into his ear, “and the thing that separates humans from all other creatures is their emotions, like you” Ed turned his head once more, this time away from her deceptive whispering.

“What about me?” he growled as Sloth brought her face to within inch's of his. “You feel love, for your poor brother and your mother” Sloth smiled ever so slightly “and yet you refuse to acknowledge the truth of these loves” she whispered brushing Ed's face with her fingers.

“What about them?” He replied. “Your love for them is not as plutonic as you make people believe, you've isolated yourself from all others and so you desire for love has become a thirst for physical affection. And being unable to seek it elsewhere you will only search for it within your own family” Sloth leaned back a smirk spread across her lips.

“Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!” Ed yelled eyes closed as he tried to push this idea away “your wrong I would never, never stoop to that level!” he yelled his voice breaking and becoming the voice of his youth. Wether Sloth spoke the truth or not was a matter of conjecture but Ed would not let her believe she knew him! He simply couldn't.

Ed felt Sloth press her soft lips to his. He tried to turn his head away from her but she had his head pinned in place by one of her hands. The other traced patterns softly over his shirt covered torso. Her touch and lips felt so good! Like cooling water on a hot summer day, soothing and relaxing all at once.

Ed cursed his body for its instinctive reaction as Sloth leaned back and laughed softly at him. “You say you don't but your body tells me otherwise” she said her smirk so malicious in its quality. “LIAR!” Ed yelled all breath having left him “its not that at all” he said his voice a whisper as all defiance left him in a whoosh the reality of his situation having settled in on him.

She had him cornered and disarmed, he was stuck having to play her sick games until she tired of him and put him out of his misery. His limbs went slack and his head dropped forward as surrendered to this situation. Ed clenched his fists the last of his defiance now the same as an upset child's a single tear falling from his eyes.

“It doesn't matter anyway” Ed whispered hoarsely “even if I got Al his body back I love him too much to subject him to that, and my mothers dead so why should I even begin to think of her that way?” he looked up at Sloth his gold eyes burning with self hating pity “and I'm too disgusting to be loved anyway”. Sloth caught him by surprised when she wrapped her arms around him as best she could and buried his head into her chest.

Some faint memories of Trisha stirred in Sloth, an old motherly instinct to sooth and protect Ed. “No Edward” she whispered “that's not true, you're not disgusting my darling little man and your mothers not wholly dead”. Ed looked up at her baffled, tears in his eyes “y-y-your not lying….. Are you?” he asked his voice cracked. Sloth ran her fingers through his long blond hair “no I'm not, your mother lives within me, and if I become human it will be her I become”.

Ed looked sceptical “so why trap me like this? Just to torment me and try to turn me against everyone else?”. Sloth simple cooed her disagreement and smiled lightly “so I can give you what you crave, what I crave” she whispered leaning down and kissing him once more, this time much softer.

Ed at first didn't know what to do; he had never done this before he didn't know anything about this side of life! Closing his eyes he forced his doubts down and gave himself over to instinct and begun kissing Sloth back with passion. His tongue flicked out his mouth and, to his surprise, was `allowed' into Sloth's.

Groaning into the kiss Ed leaned forward as much as possible as Sloth begun to move backwards. A throaty primal groan of disappointment escaped his open lips as the kiss was broken. “If I let you down will you play fair?” Sloth whispered receiving a stupefied nod of yes from Ed “good” she said.

As Ed was released he dropped to his knees on the cold ground and stayed there staring up at Sloth a burning, seething mix of hatred and wanting in his eyes. It was a mix Sloth thoroughly enjoyed “right then” she stated and with a simple shrug of the shoulders her dress fell away.

She stood before him naked, Sloth's body the body his mother had once been laid bare for him to see all of it! Her large rounded breasts, her perfect hour glass figure, her full hips and her clean shaven womanhood. It was all on display, a throaty groan of animal longing left Ed as he rose and crushed himself against Sloth, his lips meshing with hers instantly.

How long did Ed stay there eyes wandering all over her perfect body? He didn't know but when his eyes meet her he realised it must have been longer then he realised “If your still around afterwards there will be time enough to stare my little Edward” she said huskily “now its time I saw you” she all but demanded of him.

On shaky legs Ed rose to his full height and begun complying with her demand. First his shirt, then his tank top. Then came his boots and pants, pausing for a moment he locked eyes with her before slipping off his boxers. Stepping forward he grabbed and kissed her pressing himself against her.

His fully erect manhood pushed into her upper thigh his hands beginning to greedily explore her back as his lips crushed themselves against hers. His right hand came to a rest on her backside his left slipping around the front and cupping her right breast. Sloth tipped her head back and moaned loudly.

Sloth's moan ringing in his ears Ed trailed his headed downwards planting soft kisses along her throat as he did so. As his lips made contact with her left breasts nipple her felt her arms crush him to her and her chest rise in a sharp intake of breath. Ed closed his eyes and once more surrenders himself to instinct.

Sloth's knees buckled out from under her, Ed supporting her lithe weight guided her to the ground. Hovering over her his eyes took on a cold quality “this isn't love for Sloth on my part” he whispered “but for my mother” Sloth simply smiled. “I understand” she said running her hand along his check.

With one powerful thrust Ed entered her fully, twin gasps escaping their mouths. Staring into her eyes Ed awaited her nod of approval before beginning in earnest. When he received it he began thrusting in and out in a slow carefully maintained fashion.

It felt so good! Like getting into a hot bath on a freezing winters night, so soothing and sensual that it cut through all his senses and went right to the core of him. Abandoning himself to the beast within him he picked up the pace until he was thrusting harder and faster then he ever thought possible.

For her part Sloth was surprised at what she felt. Up until this point she had felt nothing, all her gasps and moans had simply been for Ed's sake but now? He was being so dominant and animalistic that she could actual feel his pleasure. It pulsed throughout her originating from where they were joined together.

Surely it was the same sensation as a heart beat? She wondered. Surely this was the root of all existence, the joy of being a living breathing being and if not then what good was life anyway? As these questions rolled through her the pulsing intensified, and intensified and intensified. She saw how close he was coming to the brutal keen edge, the look of almost rageful joy that was so primordial spread across his features that she felt herself being swept up in it.

Her fingers dug into his back, her nails piercing his skin as her cries of pleasure were like thunder in his ears. Ignoring all this Ed was caught in a world of simple heat and friction, a world of fleshly pleasure no matter how dark or disturbing he knew he truly craved this with his whole being.

How long did it go for? Ed didn't know, he would have said forever but in reality it must have been over very quickly. “Edward!” Sloth cried as she reached her peak, her limit. “Mother!” he cried having honestly forgotten she wasn't his mother as he came, all the tension and angst being ejected from his body in a moment of pure physical bliss.

And then it was over and he was left lying next to her sweat covering his body, his mind numbed and blank unable or unwilling to properly classify what had just occurred. Sloth was clearly in no better shape “you better leave before the others arrive” she whispered her voice broken from her cries of passion.

Ed nodded and without a word stood up, dressed and headed towards the exit. He stopped at the door “Sloth?” he said drawing her attention “I can't promise the next time we meet that I'll let you live” a full smile crossed Sloth's lips. “Me neither” she said as Ed left.

How long did Sloth lay there after he left? Surely only a minute. She rose to her feet the smile still spread across her face “Thank you Edward Elric” she whispered, her hunger finally cured….

 

 

A/U: I'm going to hell for writing this, but hey you're coming with me for enjoying it! Na, just kidding. In all honest it isn't really Elricsest is it? After all Sloth isn't really his mothers so it's okay, even if she does look like her. It's only really a one shot, but if people actually review it then maybe I can tack together a second or even a third part(s) for it. Anyway let me know what you think, later……