Title: Don't Ask, Don't Tell
Rating: M
Pairing: Jean Havoc/ Cain Fuery
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, wish I did, but I don't.
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"Sit still Fuery!" "Havoc! What're you doing?" "You'll see!" Havoc forcefully pushed his way into MSG. Furery's dorm. He slammed the door behind him, and he grabbed the smaller man by the jacket. He forced his mouth onto Fuery's and he stumbled back, and they both hit a wall. Moaning loudly as Havoc's mouth moved down his neck, Fuery wasn't sure where this had come from. "Havoc, God Havoc, slow down. I've not done this before." He couldn't finish his sentence before Havoc was on his mouth again. Havoc wasn't the type to take things slow with male or female, so , he disregarded his pleas. He pilled Fuery off the wall and he headed back towards the bedroom. Once he found the bedroom, he shoved him to the bed. Fuery looked up, scared as his friend climbed on top of him, "No, worries man. I know what I'm doing." Fuery swallowed, and nodded.
Havoc started to undo Furey's pants, and he tossed them to the floor. He then pushed Fuery farther back on the bed, sat on his legs, and he leaned over and took him in his mouth. Fuery's eyes closed and his legs tensed and untensed at the sensation of the other male on him. He'd never felt like this before, and he didn't want the feeling to end, Havoc looked up at his friend, and he pulled off him. As his mouth left Fuery's throbbing erection, Fuery weakly spoke,
"What? Why'd you stop?" Havoc smiled, and he stood. "It's getting a little hot in here to be wearing cloths." He undid his belt and slowly dropped it to the floor. He next undid the button of his pants, and he zipped them down. Fuery watched for the bed, his eyes transfixed on the pelvic area of his comrade. Havoc next laboringly slowly, teasingly slowly, pulled down his pants, exposing skin, making Fuery want him more. This tingling in Cain's legs wouldn't subside, and he slowly pushed himself up, and removed his own shirt, and glasses and crawled over to Havoc. Havoc looked down, and almost lost his footing as Fuery swiftly took him in his mouth, to return the favor from earlier. Havoc gripped the smaller man's hair, and he shoved him down harder on his erection. Fuery gaged at first, but he then sucked and licked him, and he was getting the hang of it, when his head was jerked off his friend. He looked up as Havoc removed his shirt and climbed onto the bed. Fuery scurried away from him. He thought he'd done something wrong, he looked with a sad look at Havoc. Havoc gave a smirk, and he ran a hand up the naked thigh of his counterpart, "Why the running away, MSG Furey?" "I..I did something wrong?" "No. Nooooo, sir, you're doing just fine." With that, Furey froze as Havoc smiled a lopsided smile, and got to him. He wasn't sure where this was going to from here. Havoc smiled wider, and he gripped his thigh. Furey started to get up, but stopped when Havoc shook his head. He motioned for him to roll over with his fingers. Furey watched him with a scared glance, and he slowly rolled over. Havoc gripped his hip, and he slowly put his other hand to Furey's mouth. He inserted his fingers and he began to move them around in Furey's mouth. This both confused and excited Kain. He moaned as the fingers left his mouth, leaving some drool on the side of his face, that Havoc removed with his thumb, and he leaned into kiss Kain. He took his lips, and he slowly kissed him with more passion then he'd been shown most of the night. He yearned for more, and he leaned in farther, and as he did, he tensed and started to yelp in pain as one of the fingers he'd sucked entered him. He gritted his teeth, and he kept his entire body clenched tightly. Havoc noticed the tension, and he began to rub his arm with his free hand. As Cain relaxed, he inserted the second finger. Cain groaned again, and Jean froze for a second. Fuery forced himself to relax and he nodded for Jean to continue, "Please.." He smiled to his friend below him, and he continued his work. He pumped his fingers in and out and he then inserted another finger and he let the other relax. As he relaxed he began to splay his fingers in the man, getting a loud groan from the man under him, and he then moved them a bit more, and he got a moan of sheer pleasure when he struck the prostate of the other man. "Oh...Oh God Havoc!!" He smiled. He liked how Cain still used his last name, despite the sexualness going on here. He slowly extracted his fingers, and he watched Cain's face fall. He looked back at him, at the loss of contact, and he screamed loudly as Jean shoved the real thing into the small entrance. He stayed still until the other man untensed. He then started to pump in and out, and he would periodically move so he would strike the prostate. Every time he did, he got a large groan from the other man, so eventually he started to strike all the prostate with every thrust. With this, he sent Fuery arching off the bed. "HAVOC! OH!" He screamed. Jean smiled, and he reached over the man slender shoulder, and he grabbed his throbbing length. He slide his hand up and down with the speed he was slamming into the man, and he felt the man spill out into his hand, and he smiled, as the man finished and yelled out his name as he did, "Jean!" He rolled his eyes back in his head as he felt himself spill out into his partner under him. Jean collapsed on to his friend. He was out of breath, and he looked to Furey asked him a question. "H..Havoc?" "Hmm?" Fuery wiggled out from under his weight, and he spoke again, unsure of himself, "Can we go again? Only me on top?" Havoc smiled a wopsided grin, and he answered, "Hell yes we can." Fuery smiled and he positioned himself behind Havoc, mimicking what'd been done to him. He shoved himself in and out, slowly, tile he heard Havoc breath for him. "Faster Fuery.." Smile crossed his face, "What's that, sir?" The use of sir, teasingly voiced. "Faster, harder, please." "How much do you want this, Lt.?" "God, so fucking much. Harder! HARDER!!" "That's what I wanted to hear." He began to pump hard, grinding and slamming into him. Soon, he was throbbing and he finished in him. He too collapsed on him, and their sweat drenched bodies collied as they crawled into Fuery's bed, and spooning till they fell asleep.
A week or so after this encounter, Jean Havoc made his way over to Cain in a staff office. He smiled, and he leaned on a table next to him, while Cain was fixing a radio. He smiled and he ran his hand down his subordinate's shoulder. Cain looked up, with a soft, unsure smile. "J..Jean?" "Cain." That voice made Fuery shiver. He watched as he was lifted from his chair, and lead to a corner of the room. He didn't for a second protest. He watched unaware of what was going on, though he could see just fine. He then couldn't see so well, because his glasses were removed and tossed aside. "Lu.." he was hushed with a kiss and a nip to the side of his neck. He moaned and he leaned into the much larger man, and he jumped as he felt something probe his back. He smiled lightly, before he surpressed a moan that came to his lips. He felt parts of his lower uniform being lost and he looked as he felt Havoc slip in. He let out a yelp, muffled by the mouth of his lover. He moaned as Havoc began to quickly pump in and out of him, making his tension dissipate. He felt himself getting harder and harder, and he begged for Havoc's hand for release. Havoc was happy to oblige. He moved his hand to his front, and he began to pleasure him with his hand. Unknown to both the men, someone had entered the room. Roy Mustang blinked at his two soldiers and he swallowed. He decided not to bother them. He then mumbled to himself and he left, "Don't ask, don't tell I suppose."