Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Two Little FMA Drabbles ❯ Drabbles ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Personal Saviour
Rating: R
Pairing: RoyxEd
Warnings: I tried not to be but it might be a little offensive to those with religious background and thinking. Innuendo to sex
Genre: Drama
Summary: There is only one God in which Edward believes in.


Edward doesn't believe in God, he has based his entire life philosophy on that, but every time Roy spreads his legs and pounds into him he believes he is getting closer to heaven. It's because of this that Roy is the only person to ever hear Ed scream God's name.

“Oh, God.”

“God, please!”

“More, oh God more!.”

And every time afterwards Roy laughs at the sheer irony of it all, causing Ed send a sharp glare his way. He proceeds to ask him the reason for his laughter, but Roy just strokes the boy's cheek and says, “Nothing.”

Of course in some morbid way Roy relishes in this. He know of Ed's rampant atheism, so he has started to truly believe that he is God in Edward's eyes, and that every night Ed prays to his Lord to fuck him harder.

Roy has gone so far to suggest putting stain glass windows in his room. Confused, Ed asks, “What the hell do you think this is, a church?”

That question alone send Roy into a fit of laughter confusing the blonde even more.

However, it is because of that confusion and anger within him that causes Ed to keep coming back. For, behind the tightly locked doors and carefully covered windows of the Colonel's home this was Edward's church, his sanctuary from the harsh reality of the outside, and Roy was his saviour.


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Title: Imagine
Rating: R
Pairing: Elricest
Warnigns: Not much other than suggestions of sex
Genre: Hmm, not sure. Drama maybe
Summary: Imaginations can be a tricky,tricky thing.


It was weird, to feel something inside him, pushing him, pleasuring him. It was weirder knowing that this thing was part of his own blood.

However, Edward Elric disregarded all this, because right now the only thing he knew were the earth-shattering shocks he felt whenever Al thrust inside him. His brother, Alphonse Elric.

Though he didn't mind at all that it was his very brother giving him this outstanding ecstacy. He didn't even think about the fact that this was his younger sibling lifting his bare hips to get easier access. Edward especially didn't notice that he was screaming loud enough for the people in the apartments around them to hear.

Those people never said anything, at least not to Elrics themselves. Every once in awhile, if you listened carefully, you might hear things beyond the walls. If it was quiet enough you might just be able to hear a quiet string of whispers sounding oddly like “Elrics”, “lovers”, and “incest”.

Or maybe this was just your imagination. The same imagination that placed those lustful screams in your ear. The same imagination that caused you see the esteemed National Alchemist with his hair disheveled and his body flushed. The imagination that spread rumours of truth all throughout Central. This causes you to wonder. Does an imagination shared by everyone become a reality? Or does it just stay a common fantasy?