Omg this story has turned into my main fic right now. I haven't even written a chapter for Dirty Little Secret and I feel terrible for leaving my readers with that cliffhanger I'm so sorry. Well here's the next chapter! Gosh these prelude things have gotten short…

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN. I just make characters fuck and shit. That's all I've ever claimed to do.

WARNING: some actual slave behaviour, shoe worshipping, and some serious angst and rape(ish).


Chapter two: It's All In The Past

Edward stepped out the blue car with the heavy stack of books in his arms. "Come on, my apartments up the stairs," Roy said casually, locking his vehicle. Edward sighed inwardly and began the long trek up the flight of stairs to Mustangs apartment.

The senior lived alone so there wasn't much furniture in the living room; only a small coffee table, a battered up couch, and a small dying plant in the connected kitchen. However, whatever the man lacked in furniture, he made up for with messiness. Piles of trash and clothes were spread across the room; the original look of the floor long since forgotten. There were movie cases and CD's strewn haphazardly upon the ground, making the area a minefield, and the room had an odd smell. After moving a small mountain of clothes, Roy plopped on the couch and picked up the top book from the stack Edward was carrying. "You can put those down and start picking up this room." Roy ordered Ed opening up the paperback copy of *The Five People You Meet In Heaven* and began reading for his English class. Edward looked out at the messy room and signed. "Oh well," he thought glumly, "It's only for a week."


After a few hours, the room was nearly spotless, the only thing remaining was an uncapped jar of honey on the coffee table and a large green stain on the carpet. Edward was currently scrubbing the stain with malice when his elbow rammed into the table; the jar of honey falling on its side and spilling its contents onto a pair of unsuspecting shoes. Ed looked around cautiously to see Roy's reaction. His face held a very interesting expression; something like curiosity mixed with annoyance. Edward waited, scared shitless, for Mustangs response, half expecting the man to start screaming at him.

But that never happened.

Mustangs face broke into a devious grin and swung his feet onto the small table. "Clean them," he said setting his book down. Edward reached for the rag he had been using earlier, but the senior shook his head. "No," he started, his voice all fox. "With your tongue." Edward dropped the rag and turned bright red. "W-wait, what? I'm not gonna-!" "Yes you are, I'm your master and you're my slave. You *will* do as I say." Edward swallowed thickly and nodded his head, resigned. God, he was going to kill Winry. He knelt beside the mans feet and ran his tongue along the smooth surface of the leather boots, the honey sweet on his organ. Roy let out a small breath that sounded eerily like a moan and Edward cringed slightly, he really hoped it wouldn't go any farther than this. But Mustang had other plans. After both of his boots were clean he let his head fall back on the back of the couch. "You must be tired," he said closing his eyes, "go lie down for a nap." Edward looked slightly taken aback, but was grateful to be released. He slunk off to the room, still shaken at what could've happened.

He was just messing with him. That's all Mustang was doing, he didn't really want to take the boy in that manner… right? If he was brutally honest with himself, the boy was beautiful, and he might want a blowjob from him; but that thought made his stomach churn. He couldn't quite place why, but he felt like he would regret it enormously if he hurt the boy. But nonetheless, Roy Mustang went through with plans, and this was simply a practical joke. Surely it wouldn't harm Edward, right? He shrugged the thought off and after he was sure the boy was asleep, walked into the bedroom.

He slowly pushed the door open, and stood towering over the sleeping form that was Ed. He grinned to himself at just how adorable the blonde was when he was asleep. He mentally saved the image to memory and climbed on the bed. Roy laughed lightly on the others ear and ran his tongue along the outside of it. Ed stirred from his sleep and mumbled groggily, "Wazzdat?" Roy just laughed again and ran a hand up his shirt. Edward was awake and alert now. "R-Roy… w-what are you d-doing?" Mustang had intended to stop there but found himself involuntarily grinding himself on the younger males ass. Edward jerked under the other males weight. "This isn't funny Roy…!" He said, in a high pitched and slightly crackling voice. Roy nibbled on his ear. "I never said anything was funny…" he moved the blondes braid and ghosted his lips on Edwards neck, sending an involuntarily shiver up the others back. "Get off me!" There were tears streaming silently out of his eyes, and when Mustang saw them the got off of the small boy. "Hey, Ed, I was just kidding," he said weakly, and he had been. At first anyways, then he kind of lost control. Edward wouldn't look at him, tears still coming out of his eyes. He wiped them defiantly and asked with absolute venom in his voice, "May I be relieved from duty, sir?" He put as much malice as he could in the older mans title. Roy was going to argue, to order him to stay, but sighed in defeat. "You may go." He said simply, and Edward stormed out of the house, not even stopping to grab his coat. Roy ran a hand through his hair and kicked his bed frame. "Idiot!" He screamed at himself, ignoring the throbbing pain in his foot. He ha done a nice clean job of completely fucking everything up. "Good going, Mustang," he mumbled to himself sinking to the floor and hanging his head.


Ed stormed back to his house, running up to his room, ignoring Winry and Pinako. He sunk onto his bed, his legs shaking slightly. He knew that Roy probably thought he was overreacting, but with his past who could blame him? A psychopathic step father and a solid year of therapy had made him quite paranoid, and to hell with the senior if he couldn't understand. Ed realised he probably should telly Roy why he ran off so troubled, but just the thought of trying to explain made him want to throw up. He laid down on his bed burying his face in the crook of his arm, a tear running down his cheek. He wiped it away angrily. "I'm not going to fucking cry," he growled at himself, intending to go to sleep, when he heard Pinako shouting at him. "Edward! There's some 'Roy Mustang' here to see you! Says you forgot your coat." Edward didn't respond, he just laid there and waited for Roy to come storming in. And that happened, except he didn't storm. "Edward," came a soft voice from outside the door, gently tapping the wood. "It's me… Roy…" Ed blinked back more tears. "And what the hell do you want!?" He asked loudly sitting up on his bed. "I want to apologize…" he said softly; so softly, in fact, that Ed almost couldn't hear him. "Just give me my coat and leave," he said coldly, opening the door for the senior. Roy handed him the coat and instead of leaving, as Edward had hoped, he stepped into the room. "Nice room," he murmured, scanning the area. The sophomores room wasn't prim but it wasn't a hellhole either. The floor had a small amount of clothes strewn in bundles and the walls were decorated sparingly with band posters and such. Ed ignored the compliment and sat down at his desk and picked up a pencil, pretending that Roy wasn't there. "Ed, look, I didn't mean to do that; I was just going to-" "Just going to do what, exactly?!" Edward cut off angrily, spinning to face Mustang, a dangerous glint in his eye. "It was just supposed to be a joke, to freak you out a little bit, but I just… I lost myself, Edward…" he said the last part softly. Roy Mustang was normally calm, cool, and in control, so having lost his restraint like that was off-putting for him. "Why?" Edward shot back harshly. He got that Roy didn't mean anything by it, but that dug up some things he had been trying desperately to forget. "Why did you react so violently?" Roy snapped back. Ed sat still, clutching the armrest tightly. He knew that Roy deserved an explanation, he just didn't know if he could handle telling it. "Okay…" he said softly. "Okay… Listen Mustang, I've had a lot of shit happen to me, and I'm trusting you enough to tell you." He swallowed thickly and looked at the ground. "My parents died when I was little, and all I had left in the world was my brother," he said quietly, his breath slightly hitching in his throat, "But once our mother died, the orphanage separated us. I know he was adopted instantly, which relieved me to know he was going to be safe, but there I was; all alone. Eventually I got adopted by this guy, who was really nice… Well, at least when he first got me. One day though, he suddenly got… demanding. I had to do everything and he started beating me; brutally. He even…" Edwards breath caught in his windpipe and he swallowed the lump in his throat. "He raped me, Roy, that's why… That's why I freaked out…" Roy stared at the young student with the beaten down eyes and broken spirit. "Edward I didn't… I'm so sorry…" he whispered, wanting to console him somehow, but now exactly knowing how. Ed laughed. It sounded dead. "He said he loved me. He always did. Lying bastard. It doesn't matter now; I'm over it," he said flatly, not looking at Roy. "Anyways, he beat me up really bad one night, left me on the side of the road. That's when Pinako found me." Roy's swallowed, feeling more than a little guilty. "I apologize…" he said again, looking Edward in the eyes. "I really am sorry. It was a stupid thing for me to do and I shouldn't have done it." Ed shrugged, trying to appear aloof. "Its whatever…" he mumbled, turning back to his desk. "No, it's not," Roy replied, he walked to his chair and turned the boy to face him. "It's not okay, and I'm sorry…" He looked deep into those golden pools of honey, his gaze flickering between them and his soft, plump, pink lips. Their faces were only inches away. "Edward I…" The boy leaned up slightly. Their lips connected. The world went blank. Everything was perfect for that one moment.

-TO BE CONTINUED-


AHAHAHAHAHAHA PLZ DON'T KILL MEH, I PROMISE IT'S GONNA BE OKAY. ;-; I'm sorry, that really was a mean cliffhanger, but it's okay :3 But will Edo really like kissing Roy? Will Roy be okay with the kiss?

I guess you'll have to find out :3 Anyways, my beta reader for this story is lazy, but she does her job well (THANKS BITCH) and you should go follow her Instagram account where she rp's fckthemisfits

Another really good rp account that helps me with this story is theundesirables and he's totally awesome! Thanks my lovely little cocksluts, I'll see you next update!