Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist, I don't own Fuhrer Bradley, Selim, Kimblee (btw I really want to own him so badly) or Archer.

Rated: T 'cause bad language, a little sexually explicit, and really little little violence and of course, yaoi. (I love making Kimblee a slut.) Don't like, don't read.

Notes: I'm not a native English speaker, so, if you note some errors please tell me. Thank you for reading!

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"There has been three full weeks without clean any Kimblee's explosion and now, incredible, he is still calm. Just, look at him; he is having a tea party with Selim in front of our eyes!"

"This imaginary tea is delicious!" Kimblee says from the corner of the room.

"Please, tell us Archer. How do you finally control him? Tell us your secret."

"Well, was difficult in the beginning, but with a little discipline."

"Lick my boots like the military dog you are, Kimblee or I'm going to shot you in the head with my gun. No, I have a better idea" Archer says while he unbuttoned his pants. "Suck it, dog."

"If you try to bite me again Kimblee…" Archer was controlling him by his hair while Kimblee licks his erection. "I'm going to shot you. Clear?" The barrel of Archer's gun touch Kimblee's forehead.

"Clear, Sir."

– Cute words…

"Congratulations, you're a dirty and sexy slut, Kimblee" Archer says while he dressed up and Kimblee was nearly faint in the bed with the face of who recently had a really good orgasm."

"Of course, gifts for behave."

"Do you like feeling inside of you, slut?" Kimblee moans feeling Archer's cock moving slowly inside him. Archer smirked while he started to move faster and faster inside the Crimson alchemist.

"And punishes for bad behavior."

"Lubricant? You don't deserve that Kimblee. You make me sick. You're going to take all of it without lubricant. And I don't care what you have to say about it." Kimblee moaned with pain, after Archer used the whip against his back. Beautiful pain.

– And, don't forget, although it sounds rare, make him feel special.

"You. Are. Mine."
"All yours, my Colonel."

"With all this things, anything is possible." Archer says, finally.

"Incredible. I'll make a petition to create the medal Keep Kimblee under control only to award you, Colonel Archer."

"Thank you, sir."

"You can leave now, Colonel Archer. Red Lotus."

"Thanks Führer. Come, Kimblee. It's time to receive your gift for behave."

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