Title: Replacement
Rating: R
Type: Yaoi, Smabble
Pairings: Hei/Ed, implied Elricest
Warnings: My first time smabbling. May or may not be utter shit. _ Angst (omfg, wut?! Blysse wrote something angsty?)
A/N: This actually started off as part of 'Sweet Misery', but I didn't like how it fit, so I ganked it and saved it for later. ^_^ I hope it turned out well! 33
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"Alfons!" I cry out, arching my back. Your name slips effortlessly off my tongue; I've said it too many times before. Both in this world and back home. Both for you... and for my brother.
"H-Harder!" I beg. Because the pleasure will wash out my guilt, my regret, if only for these few moments. Your breathing quickens as your pace does and I'm crying out louder now, trying to hold back from shouting your name again. I can't handle the pain.
My eyes flutter open, taking in your flushed face. The need in your eyes is obvious, though it's not what I notice. My whole body jerks, shocked to see blue, not copper, staring back at me. I always forget it's you... You look so much like my brother. My Alphonse.
Alfons.
The word finally spills over my lips again, followed by another stab in my chest. But the hurt I feel can do nothing to stop the rush of pleasure that runs through my body as I release. In this one, blinding moment I forget who you are. Who he is. There is only me, and I can be happy.
My eyes open and I watch your body seize up above mine. You're so beautiful like this, even if my eyes don't really see you. My gaze is unfocused as I hear my name cried out one final time.
It just doesn't sound right when it's your voice...
"Ich... liebe dich, Edward," you breathe out as your body falls down onto mine. You hold me close and I return your embrace, happy for the warmth against me.
But my thoughts quickly pull away from you--from us--and flit back to Alphonse. I feel my breath hitch slightly because I know he's alone right now. He doesn't have anyone to keep him warm. No brother. No lover.
He doesn't even have a replacement to hold together the pieces of his heart.