The dark alley that sat between the Century Shoppe of Antiquities and Lee Zalon's Bakery appeared, for the most part, empty. There was a small dumpster on one side under a fire escape, doubtless serving dinner to a few scavengers now, and some large wooden crates stacked at the end of the alley. The alley, however empty it seemed, was not. As a matter of fact, more often than not, at these times of night it was normally anything but unoccupied. Only those few nights of the week when Edward decided he was too tired to make the long walk to the alley did it remain empty, And even on those nights it was only completely unoccupied after the homunculus Envy, awaiting Edward's arrival, decided that Edward was not going to show for the night and left.
Tonight, Envy waited, crouching atop one of the wooden crates and peering through the fog. Ed was likely to come tonight, as he'd stayed home the previous night to rest. The poor boy never got any sleep. He was always either studying or with Envy, one or the other. The State Alchemist Asessments were nearing and Ed was struggling for something worth passing, he knew this. Yet every night, he waited for him to come, unable to resist. Before long, a silhoutte approached him through the fog, nearing to appear a red coat and long, blond bangs. Envy smiled at his lover, standing and walking over to him and stroking the side of his face lovingly. Ed tried not to smile, but didn't pull away. Envy smirked as he knew Ed was trying not to smile. He'd been like that from the beginning.
As an element of trickery, Envy had whispered a few intimate words in Edward's ear once during a fight. They continued the fight, a defeat for Ed, but he didn't forget the words. His ear itched when he remembered them, and he found himself repeating them in his mind at night when hey lay awake in bed. The next fight, Envy had done it again, and again, Ed itched to hear the words. And so it continued until when Envy whispered to Ed, he lifted his chin to look in his eyes and kissed him. And so was born the two lovers.
Ed found it painful the first few times, however intimate Envy could make it seem, it still hurt to some extent. However, in time, Pain gave way to Pleasure, and the intimacy between them now would have beem unfathomable to Ed before. Envy was truly a sex god with the way he handled Ed, always trying to protect his innocence, yet stealing it away each night over his body. He admittedly had been deliberately rougher those first few times when Ed found it painful, but now, he was gentle. Gentle and luxurious and fine and soft, Ed thought to himself, that was how it felt under Envy's body, like a huge, soft bed. And so, despite his pride, he returned each night he found the energy, itching to be back in Envy's cool touch.
Presently, they both made their way up the fire escape to the second story of the Shoppe of Antiquities, where they would each night explore each other's bodies. They made no effort to quiet their steps as they traveled down the hall to the spare room, for the owner that stayed on the first floor was deaf, and had no family. As they entered the room, Ed stood in the center of the room. There was a four-poster bed, a nightstand, dresser, and a small desk near the window. The room did not appear old or unused, although it was old, it was often used. Envy approached Ed from behind and ran a hand over his shoulder, whispering in his ear.
"I missed you last night, Edward. Did you sleep well?"
"Yea," he replied, "It was nice." he added, smirking.
Envy gave a small laugh. "Nice to be away from me, is that it? You ain't seen nothin yet.." he grabbed his hands and pulled him hard over to the bed, pushing him over onto it. Positioning himself over him on the bed, he began to kiss him lightly, kissing first his top lip, then his bottom. Ed was not at all surprised at Envy's erratic behavior. He pulled his gloves off and tossed them aside, gently sliding his hands over the homunculi's chest and the back of his neck. Slowly, Envy slipped off Ed's coat and shirt, and now slid his hand to the button of his pants. His eyes had grown cloudy, starry, gazing into Envy's face.
Envy could only think to himself how he hated that the alchemist loved him so, though he knew not why. Despite his feelings contradicting his actions, he proceeded to slide the alchemist's pants down his legs and off, tossing them carelessly aside and gazing into Ed's golden eyes. He hated that he couldn't resist Edward, how he could steal his innocence away each night, even if so with second thoughts. All he could do was make sure he was gentle and soft on Ed, and to make sure Ed did not find it displeasing. He could only pray that each night under him, Ed was satisfying his lust for Envy and not paining himself with it, as Pain gave way to Pleasure, and Envy stole his innocence again.