Warning: Male/Male – Fluff\Lemon

Pairing: Roy/Edward, Pride/Edward and hints of Hughes/Roy

Seeing as there isn't a section for a Pride/Edward pairing or stories on here that I can see, I'll write my own.

Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist or any of the characters. So… on with the story:D

Sleeping with the enemy

Edward felt his body being pushed backwards until the back of his knees hit against the front of the nearby bed. It was the usual routine, work late at Central HQ, go get drinks with Hughes and Mustang and then be led back to bed with his superior to have a rough night of sex. This happened almost every night and the blonde didn't understand why he let Roy do this to him. Edward was just Roy's toy to use sometimes when he couldn't get his hands on the married Hughes.

A moan was let out from Edward's cracked lips and his cloths were basically torn off from his body. The Full Metal Alchemist didn't enjoy being a rag doll to this man's desire, but he always let him have his way with him. Edward was in love with Roy, but this man wasn't going to share his feelings. It was a night of sinful lust and the room was filled with different types of sounds. Thos sounds included; moaning, grunting, and rustling of sheets, ripping cloths and thrusts, nothing more and nothing less. The soft whispers of love weren't the case in this situation, like it normally should be.

A scream left from Edward's lips as he finally released over the older man's stomach. Roy let out a call of Hughes' name and climaxed inside of the condom that held his now limp length. Roy wasn't going to ever do this with Edward, but with the thought of this being Hughes. Edward's vision blurred as he soon passed out and let sleep over take him. Edward didn't realize the shift of the bed and Roy quickly leaving afterwards.

Edward's eyes soon fluttered back open to reality once the sun's rays shot through the crimson red curtains. Damn, those curtains are useless. Edward thought to himself and glanced around the empty and silenced room. He was alone again. The blonde sighed heavily and glanced down to his nude body that Roy didn't even bother covering up last night. The boy soon closed his eyes and ducked his head down; a sneeze leaving from his mouth. Oh great! He thought angrily and crossed his arms over his chest. He was going to call in sick and piss Mustang off for blowing him off on some late night sex. But now that Edward thought about it, he was very sore down there from doing this almost every night with the older man. Edward couldn't find a reason to tell him 'no'. Edward didn't have a lover, Alphonse was with Winry in Resembool and Edward was still here in Central – alone with a horny man who craved for release.

Edward swung his legs out of bed and walked over to the jet black phone, picking up the receiver and placing it to his ear as he dialed the number for the secretary's office.

"Central HQ ho—"

"Eh? Havoc, is that you?" Edward grinned knowingly. "You do know that Mustang walks by in about... point 2 seconds and that secretary—"Edward didn't even need to wait as he heard a soft whale. Roy had stolen 'The Love of Havoc's life' once again. Edward snickered a little and tried to gain Jean's attention again. "Look, I'm not coming in today I'm starting to catch a cold. 'Kay?" Edward didn't wait for a response from the other end that was full of screams and thrown objects. Edward sighed and put down the phone again.

Edward wasn't really that sick yet, so he decided that a trip to Resembool to see Winry and Auntie wouldn't be such a bad idea. Edward glanced around for a moment, thinking about what all he might possibly need. The blonde grabbed hold of his brown jacket – that he kept from the other side of the gate – and a small bag holding a bottle of water and a few supplies of food. Edward wasn't going to be taking the normal train because it didn't run today.

"All set."

Edward glanced back to his empty apartment that had little meaning to him and closed the door, not even having a reason to lock it from behind. Who would want to break into a room with nothing inside but cloths in a dresser and a bed? Edward closed his eyes and made his way down Central streets, keeping a distant look upon his face. When he made it to the train station he would change direction and head into the nearby forest. This was going to be some journey, seeing as he'd be alone. Or… would be?

Tbc.

Crappy so far? Yeah, I know. It'll get better, I promise.