This is my first attempt at writing FMA fanfiction, I'm terrified that I will totally murder the characters. So this is me working up the balls to actually write some. Enjoy and tell me how it is.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.


He draped his arms around Roy's waist as he tried to walk away, grabbing his belt buckle and latching on, leaving him no way to escape. The taller man stopped and rested his hands on the younger ones on his belt and tried to pry them off, but the automail hand was not giving one ounce of resistance. "Ed, would you like to let go of my belt please?" The older man said as he tried to turn around in Ed's arms.

"Fine you old bastard, you are the one who is always up for a quickie you pervert." Ed let his hands drop to his side and made quick work on hiding his blushing face as he put his boots on. The older man sighed and reached down and placed his hands on Ed's chin to raise his head to kiss him, just before their lips touched there suddenly was a bang on the door, "General Roy Mustang, you in there? You are going to be late, and I don't think you want extra paperwork from Hawkeye." Of course it was 2nd Lt. Jean Havoc pounding on his door, and he didn't have to mention extra paper work twice to get Roy going. Roy sighed as he leaned in the few inches to kiss Ed, and pulled away quickly and whispered, "Just be here at five and I promise to take care of that." Roy let his hand slowly and softly brush between Ed's legs causing Ed to groan, Roy smiled and kissed him again. Then he turned and opened the door, "Second Lieutenant Havoc, there is no need for the mentioning of extra paperwork if you drive quickly." Roy let a very small smile play at the corner of his mouth as he walked through the gate and into the waiting car.

"Sir, how quickly is to quickly?" Havoc said as he got in the drivers seat, looking at Roy through the rearview mirror.

"As long as you don't hit any passerby then go quick as possible." Havoc nodded and stepped on the gas.

"Anything to get out of paperwork." Havoc mumbled.

"What was that Second Lieutenant?" Roy said.

"Nothing, Sir." Havoc coughed as he pushed on the gas harder.

Roy smiled and looked out the window, fantasizing on what was going to happen later.