Ass.
That was the only thing on Roy's mind as he walked behind Ed in the corridor. He was far enough away that it didn't look like he was following his subordinate, but he was close enough to have a fantastic view of the eighteen-year-old's ass.
He watched the way the tight leather pants crinkled right below his butt as he walked. They were so tight that they might as well have been painted on his lower half. They were definitely tighter than usual. Perhaps they had shrunk in the wash? Whatever the reason, Roy was very thankful that it had happened.
It was hypnotizing, watching that ass. It looked so tight - so firm - so perfect. Ed had a better ass than most of the women Roy had dated. The Colonel was hypnotized by the ass of Edward Elric, but he was in a bitter mood at the same time. How could something so perfect - yet so forbidden - have been put on this planet? He sulked as he thought about the fact that he could never touch that ass...unless....
Eureka! An accident! He would make it look like an accident. Mustang smirked as a plan brewed in his perverted mind. Operation: Grab Ed's Perfect Ass. Being put into action in three...two....
Ed turned around, suddenly aware that he was being followed. Unfortunately, Roy wasn't quick enough to avert his eyes. He was now staring at Ed's crotch. Oops. He looked up quickly, but that was a mistake as well. Ed's eyes held his eyes with a calculating gaze. It was intense. The air around them was thick with tension.
"Colonel...what are you doing?" Ed took a cautious step backward as Roy kept walking forward.
"Walking to the cafeteria, Full Metal. Not that it's any business of yours," Roy added, stepping around the irritated yet confused alchemist. He reached his hand behind him as he walked past, hoping to grab a handful of ass. No such luck. What he grabbed was definitely not a buttock. Take off the "butt" in buttock and replace it with a "c". That summed up what he had grabbed.
Apparently Ed had turned back around when Roy had passed him. Shit. Roy quickly retracted his hand and began a brisk walk toward the main hallway, hoping to get away from the younger alchemist. Again...no such luck.
"What the hell was that, Mustang?!" Ed shouted, running after the Colonel. Roy refused to make a fool of himself and run, so he took it like a man when Ed tackled him to the ground. Ed straddled him while pinning him to the floor using his Auto-Mail arm. Roy was already starting to get hard.
"What are you playing at, Colonel?" Ed narrowed his eyes as Roy lifted an arm.
"Sorry, Edward. I was aiming for this," he reached around behind the teen and grabbed a handful of tight, leather-clad ass. He squeezed until Ed actually yelped and jumped up, turning beet-red.
"You old pervert! What the fuck was that?!" He screeched, rubbing his bum furiously.
"That was me fulfilling my greatest desire," Roy stated as-a-matter-of-factly, getting up off of the floor.
"Your greatest desire, huh?" Ed repeated, putting on his "I'm thinking - don't bother me" face.
Roy wisely chose to stay silent and not answer the most likely rhetorical question.
Ed said nothing but instead walked up to the Colonel, ignoring Roy's questioning look. He reached around the older man and....
SMACK!
Spanked his ass. With his Auto-Mail hand. That was kind of fun, he realized. He grinned, even as the Colonel began chasing him around Central HeadQuarters. What a fun game they had just started. Ed wondered who would win, but he decided that he didn't really care as long as Roy had his hand on his ass.