Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not even the disclaimer is original, but since I hear they're all the rage, I figured I'd better put one up.
Roy Mustang blinked a few times, and then the room came into sharper focus. He had a hungry feeling in the pit of his stomach that made him want to get up and make breakfast, but there was a warm presence on his bed that kept him lying where he was.
He draped his arm over Edward's waist and felt the teen move slightly. He looked down to his face and saw him gazing back at him though his golden eyes.
"Morning." He said, and he received a groggy smile in return. It was mornings like this that made Roy reluctant to return to work during the week. Especially after long nights like the one he'd just experienced. Unfortunately, it was only Wednesday, so he knew he'd have to get up eventually.
But he could go without breakfast this morning if he got a substitute. He pulled on Ed's waist and pulled the blonde boy closer to him. Ed gave a small grunt at being moved again when he'd just settled his head back down, but made no protest to being moved up against Roy's warm, bare chest. He nipped softly at the nape of the boy's neck, and he squirmed slightly.
Edward mumbled something incoherent, that sounded like, "Dmnt'mtrd." ("Damn it, I'm tired.")
"You won't be tired when I'm through with you." Mustang said with a smirk, and there was a tumble under the sheets as the pair was repositioned. Roy was now perched atop Ed's hips, his ebony eyes looking right into Ed's golden ones.
"You're an ass hole, you know that?" the younger male spat, now more awake than he would have liked to be.
"Aw, come on. We both know you need this pick-me-up more than I do."
Half an hour later, both Roy and Ed walked into Central HQ, looking tired, but still awake.
A/N: It's my first fanfic ever. Be gentle with it, please. Constructive criticism is more than welcome; key word here being constructive.