Disclaimer: Do we really have to keep making these, we all know that this is a FANfiction site.

Don't own FMA

Warning: Contains Yaoi, Male on Male, gay sex. WrathxEnvy. Also torture, pain, and hurt (not much though). If you don't like any of these things, then get out of my story.

Envy's POV

The brat was getting restless as the days went on. But sooner or later he will accept his fate and his fighting will stop. Sure the other homunculi did ask about where he went, but those questions have gotten less frequent as it seems that Wrath was a bother to everyone has he used to be to me.

But I have found a way to have some fun with him.

As I make my way down to his pen, I can hear his tired breathing. Gods, how I loved the sound of his straining breathing, slightly hoarse from exhaustion, and I was able to hear it every day since I started my little "stress-relief" visits.

This visit surely would be as good as the others have been over the past few months.

Wrath's "pen" was in a secret room that was in a building in the Old Central City that none of the others have even bothered to explore. I started scouting one out a few months ago when I had this idea in my head that is now in effect: Since Wrath was of no use on missions, I should just keep him as my little "pet" to take out my urges and anger on when I couldn't find the Fullmetal Pipsqueak to punch on.

As I walk through the door into the room where Wrath is chained up, I hear the sound of his chain rubbing against the stone floor.

"Go away Envy!" Wrath shouted, his voice straining to try to hide his exhaustion.

"I don't think you're in any position to give orders, brat."

He gave a small cry when I started walking toward him. He looked so helpless and small, as well as cute with his hair thrown all over his face that was dirty from not having a bath in about a week; which reminds me I need to give him his sponge-bath on my next visit.

"Don't run away little Wrath, I just want to play." I said with a deliberate innocent, yet sinister sounding, tone.

"NO! You're just going to hurt me again. MOMMY! I WANT MOMMY!" He never shut up about his "Mommy" Sloth. All Sloth had been doing was acting with him just so that he'd shut up, and Sloth seemed to be a great actress.

"If you shut your mouth, I will TRY to be gentle, understand?" I told him and he gave a weak nod in agreement.

I slowly moved toward him, and crouched down to where our faces were mere centimeters apart. After a few moments of looking into his lovely violet eyes, I overtook his lips with mine. His mouth slowly opened and I shot my tongue in once able. My tongue and his winding together, saliva being swapped and traded.

I broke the kiss after a few steamy minutes and focused on his jaw, dragging my tongue down his jawbone and going for his neck.

I nibbled on his neck and drew a small drop of blood, and I heard Wrath give out a moan that was music to my ears.

"Oh, Envy." Wrath moaned seductively.

"Yes, say my name Wrath." I responded back and went back to sucking on his neck, then collarbone, to which he let out another pleasure induced moan.

"Envy!" Wrath cried out in pent up ecstasy, and then I felt his fingers running softly through my hair. This was much better than taking the sex by force; it was more passionate when both of us were willing.

Once I was through with the collarbone, I moved to his erect nipple. I slowly traced it with my tongue, which made the brat cry out in pleasure.

With that cry, I hardly needed any more encouragement; I quickly went down to his waistline and saw that his cock was already rock-hard, and waiting. I always loved this part.

I licked slowly from the base to the tip, taking my time in order to hear him cry out in pleasure.

I then took the head into my mouth and ran my tongue around the tip, with the encouragement of Wrath's cries. Once I started to bob my head up and down his shaft, I felt him relax, as though he were in his own little world full of pleasure and not in a makeshift dungeon where he gets raped daily.

His cock tasted delicious, despite it being a little dirty. In fact, the dirtiness of it made the flavour all the more desirable. I would be willing to do this all day if I hadn't needed my release also.

I soon found that he had tensed up and his hands were slightly forcing my head to bobbin his lap, but I didn't mind; in fact, I enjoyed his boldness.

"I'm gonna cum, Envy." Wrath whispered, just enough so I could hear.

No sooner had he said that than he forced me to swallow his entire cock. Not a second later did I feel warm liquid fill my mouth and start to force its way down my throat. It tasted just as good as the cock from wince it came. It tasted better than anything I had ever had in my long 400 years of living.

I wanted more.

I heard Wrath sigh because of the afterglow. It seemed that he had just as much fun as I did. For a few minutes I just stared at him lovingly. Why had I not noticed how beautiful he was until now? Why hadn't I felt this love for him as something other than a sex pet?

"You're so cute, Wrath." I told him in a tone that made his eyes widen with either adoration or surprise.

"You've never said that, Envy. To anyone." Wrath said with apparent surprise.

"I know. I hide it well, don't I?"

"I love you, Envy." The words shocked me. How could he feel any love for me, who tortures him on a daily basis? But those words hit my heart in a way that nothing ever had before: I felt loved; Truly loved, by someone that meant it in a non-familial way.

"I love you too, Wrath." And then I kissed him passionately. I gave him a bruising kiss that truly showed how much I love the little brat. Our tongues dancing with each other for what seemed like eternity; however, I still had my own needs to be met.

Wrath broke the kiss this time feeling my hardon against his legs.

"That looks painful, Envy." Wrath said to me in a way that showed true caring.

"Why don't you wet it a little, kid."

I shape-shifted my clothes away and let my cock feel the damp air. It twitched for a moment as it was getting used to the environment. It was going to be interesting to find out if Wrath was a natural at giving blowjobs or not. I couldn't wait.

He started with a little lick on the head that seemed to be just testing it out. He looked so cute with my hardon in his little mouth.

He then put the entirety of it in his mouth and started bobbing his head. He was better than I expected, using his tongue like a true professional. His mouth was so warm and wet. He would need to get my cock nice a wet for what I had planned.

"That's enough for what I have planned." I said to Wrath who looked disappointed that he had to stop.

"But you tasted so good, Envy." Wrath complained with a noticeable pout on his face.

"I know, but I have something planned that you will like." I told him.

A look of mixed pain and anticipation hit his face when he remembered my past visits.

"I knew you'd remember. Now get on your knees and put your ass in the air." I commanded him, which he loyally obeyed.

"You won't hurt my, will you Envy?" he asked innocently.

"You've obeyed me so far with no complaints, so I will try to not make it hurt…. Too much." I said the last part with a mischievous tone, which he looked like he accepted that.

I lined up my cock with his opening and slowly slid it in. Gods he was tight, even after being used like a slut for the past months.

A moan escaped my lips as well as his. I leaned over his back when I was fully inside him and licked up his spine from base to neck, to which he shivered in delight.

I started to slowly pull out of him, and when just the tip was in, I thrust back into him, hilting my cock, while he let out another gasp of pleasure. I could never get tired of the cute gasps and pants that escaped his lips.

My hand sneaked underneath the boy and discovered that the boy was hard again, perhaps more so than last time. I started to jerk him off while listening to his pants like sweet music.

I could feel my release approach again like it had when Wrath was sucking me. I suddenly hilted my cock into his sweet ass and held it there while I unleashed a torrent of cum deep into the small boy, coating his insides with my seed. He came too. My hand got coated in his thick, sticky seed.

Once we both had our supply drained, we fell over onto the floor, with me still inside Wrath. I brought my cum-coated hand up to Wrath's mouth.

"Lick." I commanded, and he willfully obeyed, completely cleaning off my hand.

"I love you, Envy." He said to me sweetly.

"I love you, too, Wrath." I said with my last conscious minute.

We fell asleep there in Wrath's pen; cum soaked and exhausted.

A/N: I fully expect you to review this, because if you don't I will come to your house and stab you with a rusty spork. ;P

I welcome any and all criticism and advice. Thanx