Milestones
by Me And My God Complex
The Hookup
Edward Elric had been sixteen when he and Roy Mustang, who happened to be thirty, 'got together.' It had been a rainy day, so when Edward had stormed into the office, his hair was soaking along with the rest of him. The Colonel had been the only one in, and got the very amusing opportunity to see Ed shake himself off like a dog. The little flame of desire had decided to burn away right then. Of course, what would you do if a now fully restored, hot blond wearing leather stepped into your office looking like he had stepped out a shower.
"Hello Full Metal." Mustang had managed, averting his gaze from Ed, who was now seated in a leather armchair across from his Colonel. Ed rolled his eyes, chin propped on a gloved hand. Wearing gloves was definitely not habit he could break, even though he no longer had automail to hide.
"That name is so pointless. I mean, do a I look even slightly metal to you?" Drawled the Full Metal Alchemist, moving his hand to brush back his bangs in a small gesture. Small gesture or not, Mustang still found himself toying with how sexy would look, hair down, spilling around his wet body. . . bad thoughts. So Mustang decided to turn and face the window. Yes. The window, rain falling in sheets beyond it. The window was safe. No revelations that he'd stupid fallen in love with the blond.
"Hey Colonel. . . turn around, would ya?" Mustang froze. Ed had many different tones, but purring was not one of them. Or so Mustang thought. But he agreed to the request anyways, emotions now under control.
But the second he had turned around, a flash of gold and black flew through the air and landed on Mustang. For a desperate second, he thought he was under attack. Then the lips had pressed against his. And all thought went out the window.
Their make out scene lasted as long as physically possible, both Mustang and Ed playing 'tonsil hockey', as the Colonel had heard one teen say. When Ed had pushed himself off Roy's chest, he sat, straddling the elder man. Dimly, Roy noticed they'd toppled over the chair, and now lay awkwardly on the ground.
"Does this make us a couple? Because bastard, I love you." Ed said this with such sincerity, that Roy could only admire. Finding his hands, he grabbed Ed's in his own.
"As much like pedophilia it sounds like, I lo..love you too." Roy stuttered a bit on the L word, but Ed didn't seem to care. He bent down his head and kissed the Colonel again, this time more gently. When they separated, Ed lent his head on Roy's chest and whispered, "You better get to work before Hawkeye gets suspicious. With a yelp, Roy go up, toppling the teen, straightened his chair and sat down. Ed could only smile.