Forever yours

A/N: Whoa, no idea where this came from! I almost ended up writing a happy end… but I was able to resist the cotton candy monster which eats my brain every now and then and makes me write fluffy, happy, sappy endings… I stayed strong. This time. I was pretty lazy and damn tired as I wrote this so… this is not the best one I've written… oh well.

They had been doing it for years.
So this time was nothing special… it wasn't supposed to be anything special.
But both of them knew. That was the last time. And knowing that… made it different.
No one knew why they had started it. When irritation had turned into passion. When they wanted to forget themselves, being able to do it only by drowning onto each other.

Learning every inch in Ed's body, Roy found out… he didn't want to let go. But he had to. Ed had already moved on. Roy knew from the beginning that when Ed would get Al's body back, it would be the end for them. He hadn't realized how quickly time had passed. Too quickly. And now, suddenly, Ed had gained his goal. Suddenly, Ed was this gorgeous, intelligent young man… who would never again be Roy's. Never again after tonight.

Did Ed shiver more than usually? Were his hands a little too clingy? Was he whispering Roy's name for the first time? He was. And Roy hated it. Hated, because by doing that Ed made sure that Roy wouldn't be able to move on. Was Ed doing it on purpose? Had he planned the whole thing…? No, he couldn't have. Roy almost wished it was true. Because then perhaps, he could be able to detest Ed. But no. He had never been able to do that.

Even though Roy's lap was full of Ed, his ears full of Ed's moans, all Roy could think was: soon, soon this'll be over… And then Ed would leave. Marry that Rockbell girl. Have kids. Live his life happily ever after… without Roy. And what would he do? What was he going to do after Ed would leave that door?
Roy didn't know. He didn't want to think about it. He wanted to focus on Ed, on that feeling…

But he couldn't help it, he was already so damn jealous. Jealous because Ed would be soon doing that with someone else. Someone who was the most luckiest person on the world for being able to have Ed, to be able to hold him, to touch him, to wake up next to him, to live with him… To see him smile and laugh every single day. Roy wanted to be that someone. He wanted it more than anything. He, who had always thought that becoming the Fuhrer would always be the first thing he would want…

But it wasn't about that anymore. It didn't matter anymore. Nothing did… nothing but Ed. How could Roy be able to keep Ed there with him? How could Roy be able to make Ed stay with him?

He couldn't. Ed had got to move on. He deserved to be happy. And if he'd stay with Roy, happiness couldn't be guaranteed. Ed deserved a normal life. And that too was something Roy just couldn't give him. And… for Ed that – the thing which had gone on between them for too long - was something which should belong to his past. Roy wanted Ed to move on. But at the same time he wanted to hold onto him.

It hurt. And then, Roy climaxed. No, not yet, not yet! – breathing heavily, kissing Ed as he climaxed too, tasting the salt from his lips. Knowing that the final time was soon over. That soon Ed would walk out from Roy's life – and never come back.

And he would move on. Roy just knew it. Ed would but… Roy wouldn't. He couldn't because for him, Ed was the only one. And he knew it painfully well; Roy would be forever Ed's.