Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ starry night ❯ starry night ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Starry Night
by: Grrr
Beta'd by: Kaijou (PervertInTheBushes at AFF.net)
Disclaimer: i don't own any of the characters in this story & if i ever
start making money off of fanfics you'll be the first to know.

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Ed groaned...this was the longest he'd gone in a long time without relief. Al and himself had been walking through the desert for weeks, seeing only the scarce travelers on their way. 'None of which were worth a second glance' he thought with a sigh, the only other one around was Al and there way no way in hell was he going to stoop to putting the moves on his little brother, he shuddered at the thought.

"What's wrong brother?" Al asked, looking as concerned as a suit of armor could. "Uhh...err, nothing Al. Why don't we find some place to bed down for the night huh? I'm getting tired, that's all."

"Umm....brother, we still have at least four hours till sunset and you slept `till noon today, are you sure you don't have any more energy?" Al asked, skeptical of his brother's motives, he'd been stopping them earlier and earlier in their travels each night, he was beginning to wonder if there wasn't something wrong with him...but what? 'I guess it must be the sand,' Al thought he has been going off an awful lot to clean his arm and leg... 'but why don't I get that problem? ah well...the automail must have more gaps for sand to clog than the armor...'

"It's not my energy okay? It's just... something embarrassing." Ed ended
with a blush, pushing his two index fingers together and staring at the ground with huge eyes. "Ohhh, so it is a problem with your automail, I thought as much, why don't you let me take a look at it? It's been taking you longer and longer every night to fix it on your own..." Al replied, happily oblivious to his brother's floored jaw, and the fact that he was turning beat red.

"NO! I...uhh, what I mean is, it's better if only I know how to
disassemble my arm & leg ok?"

"oh, alright brother" Al pouted...or at least as much as he could pout, being a suit of armor. he wanted to help his brother...if only he'd let him...

"Al, I know you want to help, but it really is better if I do this on my own.... we'll walk `till dusk and then settle down for the night ok?" He inwardly sighed. 'Great, four more hours of this' he thought, trying to suppress his growing erection and the maddeningly hot images of winry, soaking wet...topless...naked...moaning his name...okay! This was not helping, for once he was thankful that Al would have to crane his mechanical neck to see his crotch. 'Oh god, four more hours of this and I'll explode! I just have to think of something completely un-sexy. So, no Winry, Rose, and definitely NO Siren... Siren, oh did she have a nice rack....mm and Rose, the most perfect figure he'd ever seen, shame she was still hung up on her dead boyfriend.... and Winry, oh Winry...' okay! This was NOT working out the way he'd planned!

He had to find something so un-sexy that even in this state of perversion and need he couldn't find sexy...'oh god,' he thought. 'There is no way I'm going to make it!!' He was hard and throbbing and needed relief twenty minutes ago! Twenty minutes? Wait, how long had they been walking? He looked out at the sky & the sun was just beginning to wain. 'Oh thank god!' Ed thought with a sigh.

"Hey Al, why don't we stop here for the night? my legs beginning to sand up again..." This was at least somewhat true, at some point while his mind had wandered off to other more perverted things a breeze had kicked up, the sand penetrated his pants and was now slightly clogging his leg, it would take him all of about a minute and a half to unclog it thanks to Winry's ingenious ability to design automail, but Al didn't need to know that at the moment...

"Alright brother, are you sure you wont let me help you clean your leg?" Al
asked again with his childish innocence forever intact.

"Yeah, Al, I'm sure, you set up camp while I find somewhere to clean my leg in private" Ed sighed, as he walked off into the cooling desert air to find a secluded spot to "clean his leg", they may have been in the middle of the desert, but on this rout to East Central you could still run into one or two travelers a day.

He settled down into a secluded crevasse between two dunes and for a second forgot about the throbbing hardness between his legs and stared up at the night sky...East Central... Mustang...God could he piss Ed off, everything about him just irked Ed for some reason. The arrogant way he talks, 'like he knows anything about what me and Al are going through', the way he saunters around like he owns the world, 'what right does he have to tell me what to do?' The way his ass looks in that uniform....'oh god, not this again....'

For the past few months Ed'd been having visions of Mustang in less than professional positions, because of that Ed had started banging anything with breasts and a hole between it's legs whenever he and Al came to a town, hoping to God that seeing one more naked feminine form writhing beneath him would crush the mental images of Mustang naked & sweaty, bent over in front of him... oh fuck it, why fight this anymore. Ed thought as he deftly unbuttoned his pants and succumbed to the naked Mustangs dancing through his mind.

He laid back into the sand, one arm cushioning his head and the other lightly stroking his rock hard erection as a scene started playing out in his mind...

~Ed's fantasy~

Darkness surrounded them...

"Oh god, you have no idea how long I've wanted this," Mustang sighed as Ed sucked on his neck, hands roaming his sides and finally coming to rest on his firm ass. Mustang ground his hips into Ed's making the younger boy groan deeply into his neck before pushing him up against a wall of the office they were suddenly in.

"Mm...god Mustang, you still drive me crazy ya know that..." Ed mumbled as Roy began quickly unbuttoning his shirt, eager to see that marvelous automail arm that always brought him so much pleasure.

"Whaddya say we skip the pleasentries this time and get straight to what we both want" the colonal aired almost incoherently as he pushed Ed, who's shirt was now hanging open and off one shoulder, up against the desk.

"Mmmm....you read my mind" Ed groaned out as Mustang started making his way down Ed's chest, leaving molten kisses in his wake. He finally got down to the waistline of Ed's pants, running a finger along the hem, before taking the button of his pants into his mouth, looking straight up into Ed's eyes. At some point or another in their ministrations his braid had come undone and his long golden tresses were framing his face, his molten gaze, liquid lust staring back down at him as he unbuttoned his pants with his teeth.

Roy switched his bite to the zipper of his pants and pulled that
down with his teeth as well, he pushed Ed's pants and boxers down around his ankles in one swift motion and stared for a second at the size of Ed's hard cock.

Ed was beginning to blush. "You do this every time, what is it?"

Mustang just gave a sheepish grin "Well, it still amazes me every time I see it, it's just so damn huge..." He said before running his tounge up the underside of Ed's cock, making it quiver and jump as he struck the special nerve at the junction of his head and shaft that always made his young lover groan before taking the entire thing into his mouth and sucking roughly. Just the way he liked it.

Ed was in heaven, Mustang always knew just the right way to get him off, he curled his fingers into the older man's hair, bucked his hips and moaned loudly as his teeth caught in just the right place. Roy continued the hard sucking that was bringing him so close to climax....so close.... "UNGH!" he came the hardest he'd ever cum in his life.

Ed pulled Mustang up to him and kissed him hard, bringing him as close to him as physically possible in a tight embrace. "God that was amazing...." He said as he nuzzled down into the crook of Roy's neck and shoulder.

"Were not done yet I hope you know..." Mustang said, pressing his still rock solid erection against him.

"I have to be the uke this time?" Ed asked, normally he'd protest to high hell that just because he was smaller didn't mean he was automatically the feminine one....but right now, he was too tired and too satisfied to
protest...

Mustang grinned and pulled a large tube of KY out of his coat pocket.

"Do you always carry that thing around with you?"

"Of course, you never know when a little lube'll come in handy" He winked.

Ed just shrugged and bent over the desk, shivering slightly as the cold lube was spread around his hole and biting back a moan as Mustang inserted two, then three fingers into him, probing, searching, stretching him until he knew that he was ready and positioned his head at his entrance. He pushed in lowly, wanting him to feel every inch until he was completely buried inside of him, he pulled out almost completely and then slammed into him hard, setting a fast pace, begging for release... Harder and faster, harder and faster, continuously hitting Ed's prostate as the table shook under the force of their strokes, Mustang riding him for all he was worth until Ed couldn't take it anymore and.....

"UNGH!" he dumped his second load into the open desert air panting, his entire body slick with a light sheen of sweat. he pulled out a well used hankerchief and wiped up the mess.

"Brother! brother!" Al called into the darkness, he was beginning to get worried, his brother had been gone for over an hour, it usually only took him a half an hour at most to clean his leg. 'I hope Ed's alright...'

"Over here Al! My leg was just a little more clogged up than usual," Ed replied as he zipped himself up and grudgingly moved from his comfy spot in the sand. 'Wow, I haven't been this satisfied in a long long time....I gotta fantasize about Mustang more often...'

~fin~

A/N: i hope you all enjoyed my first yaoi fic, mustang/ed mm..mm..good!
Kaijou: my eyes! All the bad grammer!! I'm never beta-ing again! *shot*
Chri: you hush.