A flaming encounter

Roy x Ed

Okay so apparently this website likes screwing with format, I've tried to fix the last chapter, edited it here and there but it's insistent on bein' a big flabby butt! So apologies if the format is all smooshed '''OTL

Chapter 2

It was now Monday. The weekend had flown by in a haze of boredom, and Edward was finally glad to be back at work. He sits in the office with his list of things to do that day, and checked his watch.
"He's late." He frowned. Roy suddenly comes in, his suit jacket not yet buttoned, his unruly hair untamed. Edward stared in amazement, a blush on his cheeks.
"Sorry, I know I'm late. Everything okay?" He asks, brushing his hand through his hair.

Edward's blush deepens and he clears his throat.
"Ahem. Y-you should have been here ten minutes ago, what were you doing?"
"Woke up late. I had a date last night." Edward suddenly feels like he'd been punched in the chest. No doubt he'd slept with that slutty waitress from the café they'd gone to, because when Roy says 'date' he means 'slept with'. There wasn't a woman alive who could say no to him, so he constantly had dates with them. And each time it hurt Edward just that little bit more.

"Next time get up earlier, we have a lot of work to do." Edward growls, throwing himself into his work. Roy sits at his desk and thumbs through all of the paperwork that was piled up. So many companies wanting him to invest, and who could blame them? He puts the propositions aside, and eyes Edward. He was busy talking on his headset, scribbling notes on his book. Edward catches Roy's gaze, and turns around. Roy sighs, and returns to his work.

After a couple of meetings, it was lunch time. Edward brought Roy's usual sandwich from the local diner, and sat down to his own. But it was short lived. Work couldn't wait any longer and he had to put his food aside. A representative from one of the companies who'd asked for investment had shown up out of the blue, demanding to see Roy.

"Sir please remain calm. Mr Mustang is very busy right now."
"Listen princess, I have a lot riding on this partnership and I'll not be stopped by a toy boy like you." He tried to barge past Edward, but now he was losing his cool. He slams his hand to the wall just as Roy comes out.
"Listen pal, I'm nobody's 'toy boy'. When I say he's busy it means he's busy. If you've got time to come in here and threaten me you have time to solve your own damn problems!"
"Edward, my office. Please excuse us." Roy locks the door as Edward paces the office.

"Son of a bitch!" He growls.
"Okay Ed, calm down it's okay."
"No it isn't. It's all…it's messed up."
"What's going on with you? You've been acting really funny with me lately, and not the 'ha ha' funny." Edward stops his pacing and looks at Roy with knitted brows. His heart ached to tell him how he really felt, but he just couldn't.
"I just…It doesn't matter" Roy puts a hand on Edward's shoulder, and his heart nearly stops.
"It does matter. You may be my PA but you are important to me, so tell me what's wrong."

"I can't." Roy puts his other hand on Edward's other shoulder and lowers himself to eye level. When Edward doesn't look at him Roy takes hold of his face and makes him. This only makes Edward's face redder, and he felt like he'd stop breathing at any moment.

"Please Ed." Tears well in Edward's eyes, and as he leans closer, there comes a knock at the door.
"Mr Mustang your 2 'o' clock is here to see you." The two men separate and Edward wipes his eyes.
"Send them in."

Edward was silent after that, only talking when it related to work. No matter how much Roy tried to get him to talk, it wasn't enough. As the day draws to a close Edward takes off his glasses, tucking them into his pocket.
"I'll see you tomorrow Mr Mustang."
"Ed wait." Edward stops, and slowly turns. Roy gets up from behind his desk and walks towards the blonde, locking the door. He motions for them to sit on the sofa, so he begrudgingly accepts.
"What is it? I'm tired."
"Ed look at me." Edward turns his head towards Roy, and his heart starts to pound slightly.

"Wh-what?" Roy's hand slowly moves to cup Edward's cheek, and his face turns bright red. His body froze and he shut his eyes tight.
"There's something you aren't telling me, isn't there?" Roy smirked, his voice low and delicious. Edward fights back a moan, but couldn't fight the shiver down his spine.
"I-I don't know what you mean." Roy takes Edward's hand and gently links their fingers.
"I think you do. And you're not leaving until you tell me what it is. Or perhaps, you want me to guess?"

Edward gulps, and slowly opens his eyes. Roy suddenly flicks his tongue out over Edward's lips, and this time the moan escapes him. But he doesn't stop there. He continues to lick them until Edward opens his mouth enough to let it slide in, and again his eyes close.

They sit locked in a painfully slow tongue battle, Edward's hands clenched. He began to feel hot all over, and couldn't take it anymore.
"R-Roy stop!" He begged. Roy pulls back at the sound of his name in Edward's voice, and the younger male takes his chance to run. "I-I'm sorry sir I'll…see you tomorrow." He runs from the office, and Roy smirks.
"Looks like I guessed right."