The elevator chugged slowly, the clank of the chains interrupting, and somehow heightening, the tense silence between the couple inside. Their destination was the top floor, a penthouse of the hotel that held the name of the tallest building in the city.

Ed had never been in a skyscraper, and the unnaturally long ride in the enclosed space was getting on his nerves. Next to him, Roy was stone face, outwardly calm and apathetic to the agitating ride.

Maybe he had been here before, Ed wondered, before the slow churn of metal squealed to announce their arrival. The cabin jerked, and when everything stilled the bellhop cranked the brassy gates open with a lever. Roy tipped him silently, lifting his hand in response to the man's 'Thank you sir', exiting without a glance back.

That confirmed Ed's suspicions, as he had not the slightest clue that tipping the worker was necessary. When was he here? What for? Ed huffed as he left the perturbing box of metal, almost falling flat on his back as Roy stopped him, hand reaching out toward him.

"Watch your step," Ed looked down, and sure enough there was a gap between the elevator and the carpeted floor of the hallway, one he would have fallen into had it not been for Roy's warning.

But instead of taking his hand, Ed crossed it himself, passing by without a word. There were so many things he did not know about the man he was supposed to be dating, been dating for months now, and it irritated him to no end. He was sure he had done the same gentlemanly act to every woman in the city before, and like hell if Ed was going to look like some every day harlot.

Wait, what was this? He was assuming, getting jealous, and locking Roy out. That was what the couple's counselor said it was, at least. It was part of the reason their relationship was falling apart, according to her, but it did not matter to Ed. He was right, and Roy was secretive, she had said so herself. So, it was fine, he deserved it. A little public humiliation in response to the hell Ed dealt with on the regular, it was fine.

Satisfied with his silent win, Ed approached the door leading to the only room on the entire floor. It was carved with designs of flowers and long-necked cranes wading through the mahogany skies. Gold fixtures, on top of the impeccable artwork, surely signified a penthouse, and while he waited for Roy to reach his side, the blonde silently admired the arching door and its noble appearance.

This was going to run up a bill, but it was not as if they did not have the money. Money was no object, Ed hardly ever spent it and Roy had enough to throw around on whatever he desired. The elevator had disappeared by now, and Roy was already opening the door, not even glancing at Ed when he entered without him.

It was truly beautiful, even Ed had to admit. It held the air of a castle, all the glass fixtures and wall length paintings framing an otherworldly escape from the dull gray winter outside. There were endless pots of fresh flowers, the aroma heady and enough to make a person light headed.

They had entered directly into the bedroom it seemed, various doors leading to the sitting room and bathrooms branching off from the large area. Straight ahead, there was a king-sized canopy bed, the lace drapery pulled back in gold rings that revealed the all-white bedsheets, spilling onto the floor in excessive abundance.

On the bed, laid a mass of black hair, limbs spread out as they gazed at the decadently carved ceiling. They rose at the noise of the door opening, still not leaving the bed, but crossing their legs off the edge as they gazed at the pair.

"Mr. Mustang and Mr. Elric?" His voice was high and raspy, too cynical to be beautiful but too sing-songy to be evil. He jumped off the bed, wearing only a pair of small black shorts and a tight black top, before approaching them.

"Yes, I'm Roy Mustang, and this is Edward," Roy closed the door after Ed entered, making sure to keep his distance from the suspicious character.

"Perfect," He pivoted away on one heel, returning to the bed, crawling onto it on all fours. When neither followed, he craned his head around, still on his hands and knees with a relaxed, but devious smile on his face.

"You can come closer, I don't bite. Unless you want me to."

Well, this was certainly going to be an experience. There was an empty feeling, not nervousness but not fear, in Ed's stomach, and he almost backed out of the room. Roy, however, walked closer, leaving Ed alone at the door. He wanted to grab onto the man's sleeve and force him to leave, but there was no way he could get out of this now.

It was for the both of them, to save their relationship. So many things could be fixed through healthy sex, the couple's counselor had said. Visiting someone who could help them be more open, more vocal about their needs and wants, that could transfer over into their everyday conversations.

It made Ed unbelievably embarrassed, that they had to resort to something like this to fix what they had, but he did not object. Roy had been his first… everything. He barely knew what he was doing, or what he wanted, half of the time, and maybe this could help. He would be better able to make Roy feel good, better be able to express what his likes and dislikes were, even in the most awkward of situations.

All of that seemed so far away, almost too far to grasp, but Ed tried, and agreed to it all. Roy made the arrangements, of course with Ed in the room, calling the most expensive brothel in the city with strict instructions. Someone clean but experienced, in a nice hotel suit, with no limitation on cost. There were rigid orders for secrecy, given the Colonel's position, and the Madame only laughed, saying the man she had in mind only knew secrecy and 'men like him'.

And this is who they were sent, a precocious youth only a bit taller than the tiny Ed, but skinnier and much more provocative. He returned to sitting on the bed regularly, head tilted, ever present smile dusting at his thin lips.

"What should we call you, then?" Roy spoke again, and the pale man laughed, eyebrow arched in interest.

"Whatever you want, Mr. Mustang," When there was no response, he got back on his hands and knees, leaning toward Roy. "You can call me Envy."

Ed almost snorted in disbelief, but did not want to bring attention to himself, only slinking in quietly behind Roy.

"Take your coats off and let's talk," Resting back on his heels, Envy waited until the two began to remove their overcoats before continuing to speak. "What brings you here, to me?"

Roy reached to remove Ed's coat, but he was already doing it himself, and Envy caught sight of the awkward interaction, grinning wider with enjoyment.

"You want to watch while I fuck your boyfriend, Mr. Mustang? Or, the other way around?" Ed was appalled at the raunchy language, but Envy only delighted in it more. "Or… could you want me to teach him how to fuck you? Are you dying to be dominated, Mr. Mustang?"

Roy only stared at him with a deadly expression, steely eyes causing a shiver of ecstasy to put Envy's hair on end. While he was so enjoying playing with the seemingly innocent couple, he knew when to shut up and get to work, as he was not paid for his own pleasure.

"Edward, come here," He reached out for the boy's wrist, pulling him to the bed softly, but in a way he could not refuse.

"Wait-" Why was Roy 'Mr. Mustang', but he was Edward? Ed sat down reluctantly, feeling the man's lithe fingers begin to unbutton his white shirt.

"Just relax, you're so tense, hm? I'm not going to hurt you," Envy finished unbuttoning the shirt and pushed it off his shoulders, leaning in to place a kiss at the base of Ed's neck.

"Ah-" It caught the him off guard, and his face went bright red, a smile curling Envy's lips as he kissed up his sensitive skin. When he reached his ear, Envy bit onto it lightly, opening his eyes to look Roy in the face, testing him with his gaze, receiving no response from the man.

"Lay down," Pulling back, Envy attempted to guide Ed to his back on the middle of the bed, but the flustered boy turned to Roy, face covered in an adorable blush.

"Roy-" He tried, but Envy urged him more, and Roy never stepped in to help.

"Let him watch," Envy whispered into Ed's skin as he fell back onto the soft cotton, Ed glancing between the tall man standing at the edge of the bed and the face now hovering over him, blush traveling down his neck and across his chest.

'I know exactly what he wants,' Envy told himself proudly as he leaned in to begin kissing Ed's neck again. 'Edward is so cute, but his eyes have been on me just as much. He wants us both, selfishly. A typical man.'

Ed closed his eyes, attempting to calm himself, begging his body to cease its incessant blushing. It was beyond embarrassing, his inexperience on show as he responded to every slight tease and nibble Envy laid on him. Envy snaked his pale hands under his undershirt, fingers tracing across the smooth skin that twitched with each touch.

He slid the fabric up to reveal Ed's chest, immediately latching onto one of his nipples and circling it with his tongue. Ed gasped, unable to stop his body from arching up into the experienced touch.

So cute. How could Roy have this beautiful, innocent boy and not fully mark him as his own, take him without restraint? It was clear that he had not been touched often, his body twitching already with just the lightest foreplay.

If Envy had his way, he would fuck him himself, and not stop, take the innocence away with his own hands. But it was not just them he needed to be concerned with, there was another person in the room. And Envy knew what Roy wanted, he wanted Ed shamelessly, wanted them both.

Humans were so dishonest on the street, in their homes, but on the bed, their true selves were on display for all to see. Envy had seen every disgusting, and brutally true, side of humanity this way, coaxing the truth to the surface through submission, dominance, and every movement in between.

It was his calling, his talent, and he loved every moment of it, especially as he licked up Ed's neck, feeling the curl of the feet against the sheets through the bed. Backing away, Envy kicked his leg over to straddle the pinned boy, forcing his undershirt over his head and tossing it on the ground.

He ran his nails down Ed's chest, leaving red trails that stopped at his belt. Placing his weight down, Envy moved his hips lightly, encouraging the slight hardness that he felt in return.

"Nn," Ed could not help as his hands reached out and grabbed onto Envy's hips, receiving words of encouragement from the man on top of him. Envy glanced over at Roy, who was still standing with his hands in his pockets, a face of nonchalance covering the pure lust he felt looking at the scene.

Envy beckoned him over with his fingers, and continued when he reached the edge of the bed, forcing the man to take his shoes off and join the pair on the sheets. On his knees, he was taller than them both, and he looked down as Envy slid his fingers across the bulge in his pants.

There were small pants of neediness coming from Ed as Envy circled his hips, and Roy's gaze went from meeting Envy's testy eyes, to watching Ed's face. His stare instantly softened, and he reached out to push the blonde's stray hairs away. Ed glanced up at him, entire body blushed in innocent seduction, much too overwhelmed, and embarrassed, to move.

Envy took his free hand and gently moved Ed's chin up, testing the edges of his lips with his fingers. Ed stuttered, but opened his mouth eventually, confused as Envy guided him to Roy's fingers, forcing his lips around them.

Roy stuck his fingers deeper inside his mouth, feeling the wetness close around him as Ed began to suck. He swirled his tongue between them both, and Roy felt his pants tighten even more at the sight of his eyes half closed, pink lips wrapped around his fingers.

This was something Ed normally would not do, unless Roy had asked him to or initiated it. Even then, he might call him a pervert in his embarrassment, and it would end there. To see him willingly move his soft mouth up and down his fingers, he could not believe the erotic quality of it, making his body heat up with each movement.

Envy picked himself up off of Ed, and there was a small vibration around Roy's fingers as Ed reacted to the absence. He backed away, kneeling at the end of the bed to begin removing Ed's shoes.

"Keep sucking, I'm taking your pants off," Envy coached, and Ed moved to continue, a bit uncomfortable, but Roy stopped. He pulled his fingers out with a slight pop, and the saliva trailed between his hand and Ed's mouth.

Closing the space between them, Roy placed his hands on either side of Ed's head and kissed him, hard. He gave the blonde no time to react, pushing their lips together with such ferocity that their teeth hit, and Ed attempted to pull back. Roy kept his lips captured, however, and continued to kiss him, one hand grabbing the back of his head as if in an attempt to meld their bodies together with close contact.

Envy finished pulling Ed's shoes off as he watched the pair, face suddenly devoid of emotion. It was fine, because neither of them were obviously looking, but he made sure not to keep his face visible for long, ducking it down as he crawled up to undo Ed's belt.

He hated being left out, this was the trouble with sleeping with couples. They want your help making their sex life more fun, then they just ignore you when they saw fit, entering their bubble of love, and forgetting your existence.

Yuck.

Annoying, it was annoying. He wanted to play with Ed more, he wanted Roy to kiss him. Wait, he did? Of course he did.

It was clear whose idea this had been, there was no way little Edward went through with all the hassle to see a prostitute, he would not make it past even reserving the room. Besides, Roy was the main reason the couple was entrusted to Envy anyway, given who he was.

Only the most important, the most precious customers were given to Envy, a career sex worker with no ties, and no interests in any bribes or secrets. Well, of course Envy loved to hear the dirtiest secrets from the underbelly of the military, but he did little to nothing other than entertain himself with them. He had no family to protect, no outside interests, and above all, he wanted for nothing.

He lived in every penthouse across the city, decked in jewels if he so desired, and because of his clienteles, made an enormous sum of money regularly. He was an asset of utmost importance to his brothel, given how wonderfully he did his job, and therefor was given every freedom he could wish for, all desires of his fulfilled in an instant.

He knew Roy Mustang was special, he had the swagger of a military man oozing from him the second he walked in the room. And that little stunt with trying to help Edward take his coat off, that was gentlemanly, sweet almost.

He was definitely interesting; the type of man Envy could take a liking too. But, it was far too early to say, he had not even seen his dick yet.

When Roy pulled back to get some air, the kiss too intense to fully breath, Envy pounced, pulling off Ed's pants in one swift movement.

"H-Hey- Wait!" His underwear came off as well, exposing him to the cold air. Envy was pleased with how hard he had become, cock leaking already from such mild stimulation.

"Ah, so cute," Envy stuck his tongue out to lick up Ed's thigh, making the object of his attention bite his lip trying to stay quiet. When he reached his dick, Envy glanced toward Roy coyly, letting his tongue ghost over the shaft faintly.

If only they were all this easy, Envy wished, feeling Ed squirm while he merely kissed around the dips in his hip bones. Pushing Roy away, Envy hooked both of his arms under Ed's thighs and pushed up, exposing his ass.

"Nn-!" Ed covered his mouth with his hands, face again a flustered red, eyes wide as Envy began to run his tongue along the rim of his hole.

Roy was out of breath, running one hand along Ed's thigh to both comfort him and to be a part of the scene playing out before him. The muscles in his leg were quivering, tightening each time Envy skillfully pushed his tongue deeper inside.

"A-Ah! Roy-" Between his fingers, Roy heard Ed call gently, and he reached out to pull them away from his mouth, kissing along his wrists so he could not block his noises or stop the other. "N-No, I…"

Ed was panting, shaking his head back and forth with each different pattern Envy licked across his skin. Roy had never imagined he could see Ed this way, muscles twitching, eyes forced close to keep himself grounded amidst the pleasure. He leaned down to kiss up his neck and Ed turned his head toward him, panting into his mouth helplessly.

"Hand me the lube," Envy called from between his legs, and Ed's head darted up, disbelief across his reddening face. Envy grinned, breath ghosting across the soft skin inside his thighs.

"You want your boyfriend to fuck you, don't you?" Envy felt Ed tense, the blonde looking down, before up at Roy, seeing the hunger in his dark eyes. They were showing hunger for only one thing, him.

"I-…" He couldn't bring himself to say it, instead nodding, keeping his eyes locked with Roy.

Before they could go back to their bothersome kissing routine, Envy pointed out where the lube sat, on the nightstand next to the bed. Roy reached for it and handed it down to Envy, a bit of a reprimand in his glare.

Despite his lust, he was telling Envy to be gentle. It made the man want to laugh, but he obliged, lathering up his fingers generously. He knew how sweet this boy was, he deserved to be treated kindly. Besides, if Envy did not, he was sure he himself would be in big trouble at the hands of Roy. And while that personally sounded divine, it could wait for another time.

Because, teasing Ed was just as interesting, and Envy was ready to move this along.

"Relax…" Envy cooed and Ed exhaled, hand squeezing Roy's in a fist.

"Easier said than done," He quipped, and Roy let out a deep laugh, kissing Ed's fingers as he watched Envy slowly push one finger inside.

Ed winced, but kept his mouth shut, concentrating on the feeling of Roy's lips across his hand and wrist, accustoming himself to the pressure.

Envy swirled his finger, using his knowledge to find the spot quickly, triumphant when he saw the blonde's body tense up and lift off the bed.

He let out a small whimper and Roy exhaled in joy, kissing his up his neck and all over his cheeks.

"You're doing so good, Ed," Ed felt his heart swell at the words, but scolded Roy for treating him like a child, barely able to be taken seriously with his trembling lips and heavy breaths.

Envy easily slid a second finger in, aiming perfectly to silence any objections. Ed lost his breath again, pushing himself down on the fingers inside of him for more.

"Look, he's a natural!" Envy praised, carelessly bighting the skin of Ed's thigh, sucking hard until he left a bright purple mark. Just a reminder he was there.

It was not as if Roy and Ed had not tried this before, it just never really panned out. Ed usually had to be finished another way, or they just gave up and tried something else. But now, Ed found himself painfully hard from just fingers, and that both excited and scared him.

He wanted to be like this, he wanted to feel good for Roy, so he knew it was what he wanted. He could never say that, but it was what he wanted.

Ed groaned at the pain from the bruise, but had no fight in him, only finding himself pulsing around the fingers inside of him.

"Mr. Mustang," Envy motioned him over, slowly taking out his fingers as he moved to give him room between the thin legs. "You should try, I can show you just where to go."

Roy glanced up at Ed, who said nothing, chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath. Looking down at the lube, Roy found the conviction, and began to cover his fingers copiously.

"I never really knew… where to look. Ed's the first man I've slept with, so…" Roy could not bring himself to meet Ed's gaze, whose golden eyes widened in surprise.

The… first? Ed was the first? Roy had been trying his best, and Ed had made him feel useless. He was just as clueless as Ed was, but Ed, in his stupid jealously, had assumed he had only been the last on a long list of lovers of both sexes.

Ed wanted to reach out and hold him, but of course he would not, only keeping silent as his fingers pushed slowly inside.

God, Envy should go into the therapy business. To pull something like that, out of a man as proud as Roy, he could almost vomit. All he had to do was finger his boyfriend, imagine that.

Roy's fingers were substantially larger than Envy's, and Ed tensed up at the size, but managed to remain calm, hearing Envy's voice over the rush of blood in his ears.

"So hook them upwards, but not too hard, just a small movement-"

Ed felt it, body uncontrollably pulsing again as his back arched, forcing himself deeper on Roy's long digits in need. Envy congratulated the man, who had a smile creeping across his face.

Roy continued to massage the spot, experimenting with different speeds and motions, subjecting Ed to endless touches against his sensitive insides.

"R-Roy," Ed breathed out, before whining as his plea was ignored for another push directly against the most sensitive area.

Roy was addicted to the sounds Ed was making, unable to stop himself, beyond aroused with the feeling of him tightening around his fingers. Envy had stepped off the bed to remove his clothes, before touching Roy on the shoulder, leaning down to whisper in his ear.

"I'll get him on top of me, and you can take him from behind," The mental image of it made Roy twitch in his pants, and Envy grinned as he finally stopped his continued assault on Ed's prostate. Ed was a mess when his fingers slipped out, panting as his legs spasmed from the tension.

Roy felt no remorse, and backed away as Envy crawled toward the mess of a boy, kissing his cheek as he began to run his hand along his fully erect cock.

"Mm! A-Ah, wait, I'll-" Ed was barely able to push out the warning, and Envy stopped, moving his kisses along the blush on his chest.

"You can't, you have to wait," Envy pulled on his arms, bringing Ed to a sitting position. "Don't you want your boyfriend to feel good too?"

Ed could barely meet Roy's eyes, let alone answer a question like that, so he let Envy pull him on top, ass up and facing Roy.

First, Ed attempted to balance on his shaking arms, but Envy forced them to buckle, maneuvering Ed to lay his head on his chest. In this position, Ed was completely splayed and open for Roy to see, with no way to resist.

Roy did not waste time taking his pants off, only unbuttoning them to free himself from his underwear. Well, he was certainly… big. Maybe two fingers were not enough to warm Ed up, the experienced worker wondered.

Envy glanced from Roy's girth to Ed's face, lifting it up in his hands and bringing their lips together. Ed kissed back reluctantly at first, hating the thought of a stranger's tongue in his mouth, but easily gave in when Roy began to push inside of him, moaning into Envy's lips.

Roy grunted as he continued to move himself in as gently as he could, feeling Ed spread around him. Ed's fingers were clawing at the bed, Envy's tongue attempting to silence his soft cries with encouragement.

When Roy was all the way in, Envy pulled back, catching his breath as he glanced over Ed's trembling shoulder at the man inside of him. Ed's whole body was twitching, and Roy ran a hand of encouragement over his back, resting on his ass when it reached him.

"Tell him how it feels," Envy prompted, and Roy narrowed his eyes at the smile that crossed the man's face. He complied however, kneading Ed's ass in his hands while he complimented him.

"It's so tight, Ed…" There was a veil of pleasure in his voice that made it deeper than normal, rumbling as Ed moaned in response.

Envy began to touch Ed, taking both himself and Ed into his hand and gently stroking up and down. Ed let out a loud whine, and Roy took this as the ok to move, slowly moving out before pushing himself back in.

"Ha-Hah… Big, it's so big," Ed babbled, attempting to grind into Envy's hand for more stimulation, causing Roy to go deeper inside of him. Roy growled, and testing, rut into him harder, receiving a full-on cry in response.

Envy kissed across the top of Ed's hairline, rubbing them both faster as the pace quickened. Roy attempted to keep his wits about him, but was losing himself as Ed tightened around him over and over again.

"Roy, please, it feels so good- I can't-" Ed began to cry, tears beading along his eyes as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room.

In all of his years, Envy had never seen someone act this way, never heard the noises Ed was making. The sheer pleasure in his whimpers, the crying sounds that pushed out each time Roy slammed inside of him, they were beyond obscene. It was no wonder Roy coveted this boy, he was really something else. Something special.

Could it be that Envy felt… envy? He would never be that pure, that exceptional. Envy was one out of millions of people that opened their legs for money, and while he never found fault with his profession, he did hold a bit of remorse, deep inside of him, locked away far enough that he never acknowledged it himself. He would never be normal, and no man would ever choose him. No matter how much money his body was worth, how precious his silence was, they were not enough to win out against the virtue a regular boy like this had.

The couple continued moving above him, and through his internal monologue, Envy heard Ed's cries reach a climax. The tears were dripping from the curve of his face and landing in the crevice at the bottom of Envy's neck.

"I-I'm cumming, I…" Ed felt Envy curl their hands together, a supportive gesture while he faced the terrifying actuality of an Earth shattering orgasm.

Between the endless pounding of Roy from behind, and the friction from rubbing up against Envy's stomach and hand, Ed was just trying to hold himself together, but was failing, horribly. His body felt as if it had caught fire, straining against the hold of Envy's grasp, nails digging into his skin.

"Roy, I'm cumming-! Roy, Roy!" Ed jolted, and covered both his and Envy's stomach in his cum as his vision went white, entire body trembling as he rode out the intense feeling that left him spilling out longer than he ever had before. Roy felt partly trapped inside as Ed tightened around him in unbelievable pleasure, but he managed to control himself, focusing on the panting noises below him.

Roy pulled himself out, watching Ed completely collapse on top of Envy, still unable to catch his breath. Envy ran his fingers through his loose hair, smiling wickedly.

"Good boy," The boy shivered when Envy whispered in his ear, and managed to glance back at Roy. He was clearly not finished, but Ed was not sure what to do, he could barely move his limbs let alone make an effort to please him.

"Don't worry, this is my job," Envy softly rolled Ed off of him, barely sparing a glance at the confused blonde. Ed stayed silent, still having trouble calming his fingers as they shook.

Envy crawled toward Roy, forcing their eyes to meet, aware of the distrust in the man's look. All he did was smile, sitting back on his knees while he reached up to begin unbuttoning the white shirt that sat disheveled, but still on. His lithe fingers made quick work of the small buttons, and once it was pushed away, Envy basked in the sight of the muscles in front of him.

Running his hands up Roy's built chest and to his shoulders, Envy pressed himself against his warm skin, grinning up at him with unbridled excitement. He brought their faces close, but made sure their lips did not meet, just letting his eyes roam the unimpressed look before him.

How cold Roy could be when he was not in the arms of his favorite, little blonde. Envy enjoyed that though, the extra work he needed to put in to charm him, to show him just how worthy Envy was of his attention. He was going to seduce him, no matter what, and having him already in this state made it just that much easier.

"Go sit in that chair, Mr. Mustang," Envy lifted one had to lazily point toward the chair a few feet away, teasing him by trailing his finger back against his chest, tracing an unknown pattern into his skin.

Naturally Roy was not often ordered around in his day to day life, but he clearly had a preference for mouthy boys, evident both by his choice of his abrasive boyfriend and by the fact that he actually listened to the direction Envy whispered out.

Envy knew this, and snickered under his breath so not a soul heard, as Roy sat in the plush chair. Hopping off the bed with an enthusiastic step, Envy made his way over to the seated man, unashamed in his nudity.

Ed watched from the bed, sure he could never be like that, already pulling his legs to his chest in order to cover himself. The butterflies had left, and now the empty, uncomfortable feeling had invaded his stomach again, making his face set in an uneven grimace.

Neither of the other men paid any attention to him however, Envy settling himself on his knees in between Roy's leg. Their eye contact could not be interrupted, even as Envy wrapped his hands around Roy's dick, skin still slick from the lube and precum that coated it before.

Roy was big, but it was nothing Envy could not handle, and finally pulling his eyes away, he licked his lips. Pressing them against the tip of his cock, Envy began to slowly lower his head, surprising Roy when he did not stop, able to take the entirety of him into his mouth and throat.

Now this shook Roy, no one had ever been able to take his whole length in their mouth before, and it was an extremely welcome, foreign feeling. Envy peeked up at him, thoroughly pleased seeing he had perturbed the once stone-faced man. His hands were gripping at the velvet armrests, and when Envy hummed, the movement carrying through his dick, he let out an unplanned grunt.

Sliding his hands casually up Roy's thighs, he skillfully took his balls into his hand, beginning to play with them gently. Roy hissed with a sharp breath, and he reached out to grab onto the top of Envy's head.

With his free hand, Envy slapped his wrist, keeping his grasp away. Slowly lifting his head, he let the cock pop out of his mouth, wet lips twisted into a smirk.

"No touching," Envy was forcing the man to entrust all power, all dominance in him, and Roy did not seem to like that, like all men did not at first. He narrowed his eyes, and to keep him placated, Envy began to fondle his balls again, leaning in to lick from the base to tip with an encouraging moan of his own. Dropping his hand back to the arm rest, Roy responded well to the small noises Envy made as he circled his tongue along the head of his dick, blood pulsing and alerting Envy to continue what he was doing.

"Hm?" Envy stopped as he licked away a bead of the slick liquid that dripped out of Roy. "Do you want to cum down my throat?"

Expecting, and receiving, no answer other than a thumb shoved into his mouth, Envy happily bit down provokingly on the man's finger. Sliding it out from beneath the clamping teeth, Roy wiped the pad of his thumb across Envy's lips, coated in saliva and precum, feeling the sigh that followed the movement.

Placing a final kiss on Roy's finger, Envy went back to his task at hand, taking all of Roy into his mouth again at a leisurely pace. He tasted familiar, the way Envy loved, and the seasoned man began to bob his head at a settled rhythm.

Roy's fingers curled against the soft cloth, and Ed watched on in disbelief, unsure how Envy was able to do such a thing. How could he fit all of that into his mouth, his throat, without vomiting? It was also something Ed was aware he could never do, and his unsure hands rubbed the soft skin on his neck in bewilderment.

Envy continued to deepthroat Roy while his hand kept expertly working at his balls. His pace quickened, and he felt Roy tense above him, throbbing in his mouth with pleasure. His mouth finally opened to let out a low groan, and Envy picked up the signal to move even faster, bringing the man another wave of bliss. What could Envy say? He was born for this, it was his gift.

"Nn- I'm cumming," Roy announced lowly through his teeth, observing in awe how shamelessly Envy continued to use all of his mouth and every one of his fingers to please him. Envy peered up, forcing him closer to orgasm as he held eye contact the entire time he took in all of him.

His lip curled and his hips jolted forward as he came deep inside Envy's throat, feeling the tightness twitch around him while it happened. Envy eagerly swallowed it all, though he would honestly be left with no other choice seeing as how far down his throat Roy was. But Envy wanted to, made sure to coax every last drop out of the man as he could.

Roy broke off their intense eye contact when his head fell back against the chair, moaning lowly, eyes closed as he spilled the rest of his orgasm into Envy's mouth. Envy allowed him to put his hand on his head, fingers stroking the black strands while the final surges of his orgasm road out. When Envy was finished swallowing every bit of the cum, he pulled back, Roy's still-hard dick sliding out of his mouth.

Envy licked his lips, clearing away the final taste of the man, and waited or Roy to open his eyes, cracking them to stare down at the pleased face Envy wore.

It was clear Roy had experienced one of the best orgasms of his life, Envy had tasted all of it after all, and if his interest was not openly piqued before, it certainly was now. On his knees, Envy stuck his tongue out, proving he had devoured it all, with a drop not even touching the ground.

There was a passionate conversation being had with their gazes, and Envy curled his tongue back in his mouth, a grin taking its place. Roy reached out and took his chin into his hand, thumb again pressed hard against Envy's lips. Letting his head be tilted back, Envy never dropped his arrogant smile, feeling Roy pull him closer with a violent pull.

Roy dropped his head so his face loomed over the smug man's, moving his thumb out of the way to allow full access to his lips. Roy kissed him fiercely, and Envy could have melted from the heat, groaning enthusiastically when Roy bit onto his lip.

There was a restless shift on the bed behind them, and Envy turned, freeing his lips from Roy's to see Ed awkwardly posed, annoyance across his face. Roy stood immediately, putting himself back in his pants with haste, making Envy frown.

"You're done already?" He watched the man button his shirt, walking to the bed to uneasily approach Ed. The blonde refused to even look at his face, and Envy covered his mouth with his hand to hide the giggles that erupted from him.

Of course he was aching for stimulation, being the only person who had not orgasmed yet, but it appeared as though he had caused enough trouble that nothing further would happen. Ed began to collect his clothes silently, and Roy assisted him, being sure to squeeze his hand when theirs met through the handoff of his shirt.

Envy stretched out his legs as he pushed himself to a stand, hands clasped behind his back in mock innocence while the couple prepared to leave in strained silence. He pranced over to pick up one of Ed's socks, as the other searched the ground for it, holding it out to him with a smile.

"Here," Ed took the sock with a mumbled thank you, but was unsure how to thank someone for the other services Envy had just preformed. "Come see me again, okay? I like you two."

Envy followed the couple to the door, and Roy opened it for the hushed boy, who ignored them both as he rushed out. Before Roy could follow, Envy reached out to him, grabbing onto his arm with a fiery hold before digging his nails harshly into his skin.

Envy stood on his toes to reach Roy's lips, leaving an erotic kiss on them before backing away slightly, the ghost of his breath across Roy's face.

"I'll be waiting for you."

"Roy?" Ed called back in frustration, the elevator waiting as the man exited the room without another word.

When he reached Ed's side, he grabbed his hand, not allowing the other to squirm away, though he tried. The taller man ushered Ed into the elevator, glancing back to see Envy peeking out from the doorway, fingers wiggling in a flirtatious goodbye, smile one of satisfaction and pride on his face.

Roy remembered that face, as well as the others Envy had made, especially the ones that had met his gaze while he used his mouth on him. The immoral ways he had touched Roy, with no shame, no fear of the powerful man, they had become ingrained in his mind. It was especially easy to get lost in this memory world when Ed refused to touch Roy from the moment they left the hotel room. Couple's counseling was also cancelled as well, as Ed was always too busy, there was never enough time for the couple to truly speak to each other in a way that even began to approach how the rift between them had only widened.

When Roy closed his eyes, rubbing his temples at his desk, paperwork filling his space, the first image in his mind was that of Envy, smile on his glossy lips, knelt beneath the desk in between his legs. As he willed his mind to rest at night, he saw only Envy, crawling up his body, pressing wantonly against him, whispering encouragement, and words of pleasure. He teased him with the memory of the pleasure he had given him, ghostly fingers tickling, forcing Roy to leave bed and lock himself in the bathroom, disrupting, but never waking, Ed.

That was why, only a week later, Roy found himself on the phone with the brothel again, requesting to see the man named Envy. The Madame excused herself for a moment, likely conversing with her top employee about whether or not he would okay the meeting, and Roy toiled with himself about whether to hang up the phone while he was ahead, or to stay on the line. The guilt ate him for only a second, as on the other end arrived a familiar voice, a chorus of giggles behind him.

"Mr. Mustang, I'm so glad to hear from you," Envy tried to quell most his excitement, his delight in knowing he had gotten what he wanted, but a bit of it slipped into his voice, making the girls around him laugh more. "I missed you, you know."

Hello, and thanks for checking out the first chapter of this morally damnable fic.

This story will have three chapters, and all will have sexual content, so keep that in mind.

Also, I want to make it known that I will not be treating sex work with a negative attitude, and Envy will never be seen as a 'villain' for his profession. That stuffy attitude has got to be one of my least favorite things, tbh.

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