A/N: I got this while watching Brotherhood. I decided I must attack my babies with some yaoi-goodness! This is a SLIGHT plot change, where Alphonse kept his body, but lost both an arm and leg. Ed traded his arm for Alphonse's life. Not a very realistic trade, I'm aware, but there's such a short plot, that it doesn't even get mentioned. I just decided to explain because I love you guys!
The summer was hot, squeezing through both boys clothes. Their skin was soaked with sweat. Their auto mail was burning into their skin, aching and charred. Both were panting, sweat dripping across their full, pink lips. Their hair clung to the nape of their necks, flying out of ties and gelled places into frizzed strands.
"Brother… We need to stop…" Alphonse panted, his body aching. They had been doing this for far too long. "We can't go on like this…"
"Please Al… I need you to…" Ed was interrupted by a cough, trying to speak without air. Alphonse rolled his eyes, and retreated from where him and Ed were, entering the town.
"God Ed, we won't miss the train if we stay here two or three days. We'll miss the train if we die on the way their though," Alphonse snapped, rolling his eyes at his brother. Edward rolled his eyes and sucked in dry air.
"Please Al… I need you to go on! The next town is only ten miles off! He could be there in an hour or so!"
Alphonse turned, glaring. "You are such an idiot. Now shut up, idiot brother, and come with me. We're going to find an inn, and sleep." He marched off, crossing his arms, huffing.
Ed chuckled. "Sleeping isn't the only thing I wanna do," he muttered chasing after his beautiful younger brother.
Alphonse rushed through the desert town, going to the first inn he found. Before Ed was even through the door, he had a key in his hand, his wallet stuffed lazily into his front pocket. "Come on, idiot!" he snapped, marching up the stairs.
Edward laughed and did as instructed, jogging up the steps after his brother. Alphonse opened the door and darted inside, Edward behind him. As soon as the door shut, his mouth was on Edward's, both brother's moaning and writhing almost immediately. Their will had been weak, spending days in travel, sleeping on trains and treading through the open desert. Not once did they have the chance for a touch, or a kiss.
"God, I miss this," Alphonse breathed, his breath warm and spicy. Edward chuckled, clicking his tounge.
"You mean you miss this?" Edward corrected him, attempting to coax a reaction out of his younger half.
"No, I miss this. As soon as it's over I want it again. I want you again. I want you toying and playing with me. I want you kissing and holding me. I want everything you do, Ed."
Edward smiled, happy that after all he'd done wrong, he'd finally done something- someone –right.
"I love you," Ed whispered through the kiss.
"I love you too. Now shut the hell up, and take off your pants."