Oh My. I have to say. This is the most... Rated fic I've written! Don't judge me meh. eek
Here ya goes...
Comments greatly appreciated!
“Fullmetal,” Roy nodded to the blond haired alchemist sitting on his sofa as he entered his office and sat behind the desk. Edward was reading a book and his hair was in its signature braid; lose strands framing his face. He sat cross legged on the new black leather sofa Roy had just purchased. Sunlight streamed through the half opened windows and danced across his golden hair; a beautiful illusion on it flowing. He was completely engrossed in the current book he was reading. On the table next to him was a half eaten cupcake which was coated with icing sugar. Roy noticed there was some icing dusted onto the tip of Ed’s nose.
‘Cute little human cupcake!’ Roy thought. He backtracked. ‘What the ******** did you just say?” Edward questioned, startled and surprised, “Did you just call me ‘little’?” maybe a bit angry as well. Roy mumbled something uncomprehensive. ‘s**t I said it out loud!’
“Speak up Baka Taisa!” The pint sized alchemist shouted, curious and furious at the same time.
“… cute little human cupcake?” Roy stated more like a question; his voice was meek and he looked up from under his long black bangs.
“Just what exactly is a human-type cup cake?” Ed asked an incredulous expression labelled across his face. Roy regained his composure and flashed his dashing smirk.
“It’s like a cream puff but not as squishy, it’s soft and sweet… and it’s good to eat,” Roy added the last part after thinking awhile. Edward snorted and went back to reading. ‘Crazed… must be all the Viagra he takes having an effect,’ Ed concluded. Roy crept over to the sofa, unheard to Ed as his light footsteps carried him to sit next to the teen prodigy.
Roy kissed Ed just below his ear lobe, and whispered a few techniques about eating a cupcake. He sat down next to the teen and placed the back of his hand on Ed’s cheek; sending’s shivers down the other’s spine from the cool touch of the man against his warm skin. Edward froze, ‘Just what the hell is perverted ****** doing?’
When he got the part about licking the icing off Edward’s nipples shrunk to the size and hardness of ball bearings. He leant forwards and kissed Ed on the tip of his nose like one of those cute Eskimo kisses; thus wiping away the excess icing sugar. With deliberate slowness his hands slid downwards down the side of Edward’s neck and softly moved to his shoulders and stopped; his hands hovering just above exposed skin, radiating cold. Ed skipped a heart beat or two. The man was just too damned good. No wonder half the women in the central population were chasing him. ‘The look, the touch, the voice, the a**… THE a**?’
Mustang’s face drifted to the side, his nose skimming across Edward’s collarbone. His cold marble lips moved forwards and they met halfway, quivering lips pressing softly against each others. Nobody expected to what came next. Blood boiled under their skin, burning in their lips. Edward’s breathed hitched, coming in wild gasps, hands dropping the book; fingers knotting in the midnight hair. Lips parted as they breathed in each other’s scent, angling for better leverage.
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