I'm ba-ack. XD

And the first thing I'm going to post now is NOT one of the chapters of my much-neglected stories, but a really strange, weird oneshot.

Ah, warnings... yaoi, lemon-ish-ness, although maybe more limey...

Thanks for reading.

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Roy smiled through the kiss at Ed's whimper. The poor little blond was practically crying his gratitude and happiness at the attention Roy was lavishing on his body. Roy had known Ed was desperate for some action the minute he'd walked into his office to report on the mission the boy had just come back from, but he'd made Ed wait. Now they were at Roy's house, upstairs in the bedroom and Ed was letting Roy know just exactly how much he needed Roy's tongue in his mouth and Roy's hands under his shirt.

Roy pulled Ed's shirt up and tried to pull back out of the kiss to remove the blond's shirt completely, but Ed grabbed the back of his head with both hands, moaning in protest. Roy growled, trying to pull back enough that he could speak, but Ed held on, mashing their mouths together until neither alchemist could tell where one face ended and the other began. Roy was breathing hard and Ed loved the feel of his breath rushing over his face, rustling the tiny hairs on the surface of his skin.

Roy pulled on the tank top, trying to communicate his intentions to Ed. Ed shook his head almost imperceptibly, then flipped the button of Roy's pants open and ineffectively pushed them downward. Roy snickered at Ed's inability to finish getting them off. He flipped the button on Ed's waistband out of his buttonhole and reached under Ed to drag them down past his cheeks. Ed squirmed and squeaked, opening his mouth even wider and Roy suddenly jerked backward, escaping Ed's death grip on his head while the boy was distracted by the extra attention. Ed cried out in irritation at Roy, and then in surprise when Roy very forcefully hauled his shirt up over his head, nearly ripping it in his haste to get it out of his way. Roy opened his mouth and let his head come down to Ed's neck. Ed 'verbally encouraged' Roy, squirming and moaning and rubbing his groin against Roy's. Roy moved down toward Ed's shoulder, letting his teeth touch Ed's skin, not noticing the bright pink sunburn on the spot he bit down on.

Ed's "No, Roy!" came a little too late and he squealed in pain. Roy thought Ed's protests were just senseless cries of ecstasy, and bit down harder, earning himself an automail fist to the back of his head. Roy yelled in pain and jerked upright, feeling dizzy and unbalanced. Ed grabbed his bitten shoulder with his flesh hand.

"You bastard! You bit my sunburn!"

"You didn't have to clobber me on the back of the head!"

"I told you no!"

"I thought you were just enjoying yourself," Roy said drily.

"Well that hurt," Ed pouted, giving Roy big, gold, sad, puppy-dog eyes.

"Well, I'm sorry. Now can we please-" Roy reached for Ed's pants, intending to pull them off, but Ed rolled away.

"No."

"What? Why not-"

"No, I want a blowjob," Ed said in a don't-argue-with-me-it-won't-get-you-anywhere voice.

Roy sighed heavily, "C'mon, Ed, be reasonab-"

"You hurt me," Ed turned his puppy-dog eyes on Roy.

"Oh, fine," Roy growled, "but you better not be sunburned down there."

"What?! Why would-"

"Oh, just shut up and take your pants off. I'm never sending you on another mission in the desert," he added to himself.

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Hrmm... the ending could have been better, but oh well. I don't really care. Ehehe. It was kind of fun to write, though.

R&R! Domo arigatoo!