"Hey, Ed! The Colonel wants to see you!"
Riza Hawkeye called out of the window and across to the neatly mown lawns where the young State Alchemist lay. He had spread out his long, red coat on the grass and was lying with his arms behind his head, eyes closed, enjoying the warmest day of the year. Groaning, he sat up and shouted back.
"Ok, I'll be right there!"
Groggily getting to his feet and brushing the dust off his coat, he put it back on. He didn't think the Colonel would appreciate it if he turned up to see him in a baggy black tank top and jeans. Then, looking up at the warm golden sun, he started to walk towards the majestic building that was Central Command, wondering what the Colonel could possibly want, and thinking that it'd better be very important to interrupt his relaxing day.
After finding the right office, he knocked twice and pushed open the door.
"Oh, Fullmetal. Please take a seat,"
The Colonel's deep, steady voice greeted him as he slowly entered the office and closed the door behind him. He didn't know why, but Mustang always made him incredibly nervous.
Ed gingerly took the seat opposite and looked apprehensively at his superior. The Colonel took one look at Ed's face and laughed.
"You needn't look so worried Fullmetal!" he chuckled, leaning backwards in his chair and resting his elbow on his desk. "I only wanted to ask how your little break had gone."
"It was fine," Ed replied, still a little wary.
"Fine? That's all I get for giving you a week off? Wow Fullmetal, don't overwhelm me with the details!" the Colonel said sarcastically, looking directly into Ed's golden eyes.
Ed uncharacteristically found himself blushing and hastily looked down , as if he were comparing his automail arm to his real one.
"It wasn't anything special," he mumbled."Just a few days for me to get my automail repaired. It was damaged in my last encounter with Scar. Quite convenient timing actually."
Ed looked up. He saw that the Colonel had stood up from his desk and walked over to a tall filing cabinet in the corner of the room. Heading back over to Ed, he handed him the file he had extracted. Ed took one glance at it and his face flooded with shock.
"Scar?! Back in Central?! But, I thought he was recently seen in the East City?" he exclaimed.
"He was," the Colonel replied grimly, standing beside Ed and reading the file over his shoulder. "But he moved fast. We expect he's using the sewers, or else one of the guards would have seen him."
"Oh well," said Ed, regaining his composure and handing the file back to Mustang. "At least I'm in good shape to fight him now."
"No," said the Colonel firmly.
Ed looked back at him in shock.
"What was that?" he said, somewhat angrily.
"I don't want you going anywhere near that man," the Colonel continued sternly, sitting down opposite Ed again. "He's dangerous, and he's deliberately targeting State Alchemists. I won't be fighting him either, I think Lieutenant Hawkeye might shoot me if I even step into the field."
He grinned, but it faded from his face as he saw that Ed had leapt to his feet and was glaring at him.
"You have no power over me!" Ed yelled, clenching his fists by his sides. "You can't tell me what to do! If I want to fight, I'll fight! I have no reason not to!"
"No power huh?" the Colonel replied icily, standing up and advancing towards Ed. "At least I have a size advantage."
Ed could not believe it. In a fight like this, he had used the size card.
"Don't you dare call me... HEY!"
Ed broke off mid scentance as Colonel Mustang picked him up by the waist and carried him across the room!
"Hey! You put me down you bas-"
But Ed's insult was interrupted as Mustang threw him down into a large leather armchair and kissed him.
At first Ed was horrified, and every impulse he had wanted to push the Colonel away, hit him, anything. But something deep inside refused to let him move. In fact, unconsciously, he found himself kissing the Colonel back. Eventually, when Mustang broke the kiss for air, Ed just sat there, paralyzed with shock.
"W-what?" he stammered. "Why?"
"You need a reason not to fight," the Colonel said in a low voice, standing over Ed, pinning him into the chair by the wrists. "Well stay for me, no, stay with me. I love you Ed, I don't want to see you get hurt."
The words seemed to ring inside Ed's head and feelings from deep down suddenly revealed themselves. Feelings Ed never even knew he had. And suddenly, he was seeing the Colonel in a completely different way. The word 'love' seemed to have sparked that.
There was just something about Colonel Mustang that made Ed's heart skip a beat or two whenever they were in the same room. Something about him that made him more special to Ed than anyone else. Something about his dark, onyx eyes and flaming touch that ignited a fire deep inside the young alchemist. A roaring, passionate fire of love.
All the time that Ed had been realising his strong feelings for Mustang; the man hadn't taken his eyes from Ed's face.
As the young alchemist shook his head clear and prepared to say something, the Colonel kissed him again, even more lustfully than before. This time Ed responded eagerly, kissing back as passionately as he could from his awkward position in the chair. He felt Mustang's tongue gently brush his lips and he gave it entrance, allowing Roy to explore every inch of his mouth.
Suddenly, Ed fought back, forcing his own tongue into the Colonel's mouth. When, eventually, they were forced to breathe, both were panting and exhilarated. Ed opened his mouth to speak, but Roy put his finger to his lips.
"There's no need," he said gently, helping Ed out of the chair to stand before him. "That kiss said everything."
And before Ed could move Roy had kissed him again with such force, that it sent Ed stumbling backwards. He felt the Colonel's strong hands supporting him from behind and allowed himself to be pushed against the wall of the office, effectively trapping himself between it and Mustang.
The heat between them was unbelievable. Ed didn't think he had ever been this aroused. Months of nerves suddenly explained themselves. All this time, Ed had thought he hated his commanding officer, when really, he had been falling for him all along. And he assumed Roy felt the same way. There was tenderness in the way he was kissing him and holding him, as well as the burning passion Ed had always been able to sense about him. At first it had made him tense, but now he loved it! He loved everything about Roy Mustang.
Roy stepped back from him, seemingly admiring him. Ed looked down at himself, and realised that Roy had ripped off his coat to reveal a bedraggled black tank top and, much to Ed's embarrassment; a rather obvious bulge in his jeans.
Roy gave an impressed little laugh before tackling Ed to the floor and straddling him.
"You're quite a happy little fellow aren't you?!" he smirked, loving the way Ed's cheeks had gone pink. "Don't worry, I'm sure I'm the same under all these damn layers."
Ed reached up, and started to undo the buttons on Mustang's heavy military jacket. It fell to the floor with a thud to reveal a white cotton shirt. Wordlessly, Ed slowly undid those buttons too, caressing Roy's chest with his fingers as he did so and smiling cheekily as Roy let out a soft moan.
He slid the shirt over Roy's shoulders and then threw it to join both their coats on the floor. He was impressed at what he saw, Mustang's uniform had been hiding a very muscular and toned body.
Roy laughed at the look of longing on Ed's face before tearing his tank top off him with one sleek movement. Ed gasped as he felt the material slip out from behind him. Roy grinned.
"Not bad," he said, gesturing towards Ed's own muscles. "Seems we were made for each other."
"In more ways than that Roy," Ed said, gazing into the Colonel's face. "I've wanted you for so long, this is going to be perfect."
"So have I Ed," Roy replied, kissing him gently on the forehead. "I've longed for you and dreamed for you. Now come on, let's not spoil our fiery moment with such sentimentality. We can save that for afterwards."
"After what?" Ed said, puzzled for a second. "You mean we're going to...?"
"Why not?!" the Colonel winked, fingering Ed's nipples. "We're alone, and it is a glorious day for it."
"That's true," Ed groaned, as Roy lowered his mouth to his chest, tracing his tongue along his stomach.
Ed gripped Roy's soft, black hair and closed his eyes. Then the realisation hit him. This was really happening! It wasn't a dream, this was real. They were really going to do this! The moment Ed had been waiting so long for had finally come.
Ed struggled for a minute, and then kicked off his shoes, so he was wearing nothing but his jeans. He started to run his fingers through Roy's hair, enjoying the feel of it on his hands. Roy seemed to enjoy the feel of Ed's hands in his hair as he gave an appreciative moan and started to lick around Ed's navel.
Ed's head fell back in pleasure and he closed his eyes, trying to memorise this feeling. The sensation of the Colonel on top of him, and everything about this moment. But Ed was soon jolted out of his daydream as he felt his crotch throb painfully. Roy smirked and licked around Ed's navel again.
The young alchemist winced and reached for his crotch, but the Colonel stopped him.
"P-please Roy," Ed groaned as the throbbing intensified. "You're teasing me, hurry up!"
"Well you're pretty eager," Roy sniggered, sliding his hand under the waistband of Ed's jeans and sliding them down his legs to join the pile of clothes. "Let's not get too carried away just yet, we don't want to rush things and spoil all the time we have together now do we?"
"Gah! R- Roy!" Ed shrieked as he felt the Colonel reach into his boxers and run the tip of a finger along the top of his erection.
"Nnnnnn! Oh! Ah!" Ed moaned louder as Roy took his full length in his grip and started to move his clenched hand up and down sensuously.
"Steady on now Ed," Roy whispered in his ear as Ed bucked his hips wildly. "We can't have you too excited this early on."
But this didn't help in the slightest, in fact, it only got Ed more and more excited, hearing the Colonel's deep voice so close to him. So close, he could feel his hot breath on his neck.
"Ah! Roy! Stop teasing!" Ed gasped.
But the Colonel only smirked, and removed his hand, leaving Ed panting and sweating on the floor.
"That was mean Colonel," Ed said playfully, running a hand along the belt of Roy's trousers. "Why'd you stop?"
"Two reasons: One, because I want you to save yourself. And two, because it's my turn now," Roy took hold of Ed's wrist and slid his hand into his trousers.
Within seconds, Ed had figured out where he was and had discovered that Roy was just as aroused as he was. He started to repeat the movements the Colonel had used on him, only with more intensity, as he expected the older man had a higher tolerance than he did.
From Roy's reaction, he must have been doing it right! As the Colonel hadn't been lying, it became apparent that he was struggling to support himself, he was so overcome by pleasure. Eyes closes, his strong arms trembled as he let out a long, shuddering moan and eventually collapsed on top of Ed.
The young alchemist felt the breath knocked out of him, but he found it satisfying, rather than painful. Suddenly, he heard footsteps outside the door. Hastily withdrawing his hand and feeling bad at the Colonel's look of disappointment, he tilted his head towards the door, listening.
The footsteps dyed away, and Ed turned back to Roy who was giving him an inquisitive look. He was supporting himself over Ed once more.
"So, giving me a taste of my own medicine?" he asked, winking at the alchemist below him.
"No, I heard footsteps outside the... wait! There they are again, listen,"
They both fell silent, heads turned towards the door. After a minute, they both concluded that Ed had been mistaken.
By means of an apology, Ed reached up and pulled Roy into a hot kiss. Ed sat up so he was practically in the older man's lap and the kiss intensified. Neither one could breathe, but neither wanted to stop the kiss. Ed started to go dizzy from happiness and from the feel of Roy's tongue on his.
And it was at that moment that Riza Hawkeye pushed open the door, took one look at the two alchemists on the floor, and dropped her paperwork.