Riza stood there in complete and utter shock, her arms still held out in front of her as if she were still carrying the papers. A steady glow grew from her neck until her entire face was the colour of a beetroot.
"I- I'm so sorry sir," she stammered, hurriedly collecting up her paperwork and turning to the door. "I'll leave right away."
She started walking swiftly.
"Wait, Lieutenant!" Mustang ran after her. She stopped dead, not looking at him.
Roy glanced back at Ed, who nodded, before continuing.
"Please don't breathe a word of this to anyone," he asked the Lieutenant, breathlessly. "We're not ready to tell yet."
"Of course sir," Riza said, with a sudden, alarming return to her usual cool self. "I was just coming in to drop these off."
She set the papers down on the desk and then turned to leave. Roy ushered her out, seeming to forget that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
When she had left, Roy turned back to Ed, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, looking incredibly embarrassed.
"I'm sorry I couldn't finish what we started Ed," Roy said, sitting down next to him. "But I'll make it up to you. Tomorrow's Saturday, and I'll pick you up and take you out somewhere fancy. Then we can go back to my place for a bit!"
He winked cheekily at Ed. The young alchemist laughed and got to his feet.
"Well," he said, stretching and looking out of the window "I should probably get back and see what Al's been up to. Knowing him, he's probably got himself into another fight."
"And I've got all this darn paperwork to do!" Mustang sighed, sitting down at his desk and putting his shirt back on. "Don't forget to put your coat back on Fullmetal."
"Nah don't worry sir," Ed replied, going back to addressing each other formally so as not to make anyone else suspicious. "It's not exactly cold out there!"
"Good point," the Colonel chuckled, taking out his pen and pulling a document from the top of the daunting pile. "See you tomorrow Fullmetal."
"Yeah, see you Colonel," Ed left the room and resumed his place in the sun, lying on the lawn. He soon found himself dozing off to dream about Mustang, and how amazing the last twenty minutes had been.
When he woke, it was sunset and reasonably cooler than it had been in the heat of the day. Shivering slightly, Ed looked around for his coat, but realised it wasn't there. He must have left it in the Colonel's office. Glad that he had at least put on his tank top, Ed started to walk back across the shady gardens and up the smooth stone steps.
When he reached Mustang's office, he knocked as usual, but received no reply. Gently pushing the door open and poking his head into the office he caught sight of the Colonel. He had fallen asleep, slumped across the desk, resting his head on his arm with a fountain pen still held lazily in his hand.
Ed smiled; he looked so peaceful when he slept. Walking quietly over to the Colonel, Ed retrieved his jacket and spread it tenderly over Roy's shoulders.
It was small, and didn't cover him completely, but when Roy woke several hours later; he felt incredibly touched and grateful for the kind gesture that the young alchemist had made.
He sat there for a full ten minutes, just feeling the material around him. It smelled like Ed, and that alone was enough to send him back off to sleep again.
Grunting in the realisation that he hadn't done any of his paperwork, Roy turned back to his desk, and was astonished by what he saw. All of the files had been neatly piled up and his pens had been returned to their pot. There was a hand-written note sitting innocently on the polished wood of the desk in front of him. It read:
Took the trouble of finishing these off for you. Now maybe we can start our date a day early?
Ed
Smiling, the Colonel tucked the note into his pocket, reluctantly removed Ed's coat from around his shoulders and stood up from his chair. Closing the office door behind him and starting down the corridor, he crashed headlong into a flustered looking Riza.
As both of them regained their balance and apologised, Roy glanced out of the window. He saw Ed sitting on the bottommost step outside Central Command, staring into the sunset, waiting for him.
The Colonel felt something inside his heart flutter and he realised how cold Ed looked, and how much he must love him to wait out there all this time.
Waving goodbye to the Lieutenant, Roy walked distractedly out of the building and down the stairs to join Ed. The young alchemist didn't seem to have noticed him so, silently, Mustang took off his own jacket and draped it over Ed's shoulders.
Looking up sleepily, Ed grinned when he saw the Colonel and got to his feet, clutching the oversized military jacket around himself.
"Thanks Roy," he said, leaning up and kissing him softly.
"Just returning the favour," Roy said through a smile.
The two of them walked through the lawns, admiring the beautiful sunset that was just visible behind the silhouettes of houses. Neither of them spoke, but they held hands as they made their way towards Roy's house. It wasn't far, and soon the Colonel was inviting Ed inside.
"I thought we'd skip dinner," Roy said, hanging up Ed's coat on a stand in the hall. "But all the decent places will be closed by now and I'm not exactly the worst cook in the world!"
"That's fine," Ed replied, following Mustang into the lounge and taking a seat.
The Colonel's house wasn't tiny, but it wasn't exactly Buckingham Palace. However Ed found the way that furniture had been crammed together to be rather cosy and he instantly felt at home.
Roy didn't sit down and continued into his kitchen, which joined directly onto the lounge.
"What do you want to eat?" he shouted through, taking out pots and pans from the many cupboards. "Bear in mind that I haven't been shopping in a week."
"Anything would be great," Ed called back, flicking through a large book that had been left on the coffee table. "Although I do quite enjoy rice."
"I have rice," Mustang replied, pulling a packet of it out and tipping some into a saucepan. "Do you like egg in it?"
"Yeah I do. And peas!" Ed said as he examined some transmutation circles in the book.
"Well, you're not high maintenance at all!" Roy called sarcastically from the kitchen. But he chuckled as he retrieved some peas from the freezer.
"That's flame alchemy," he added as he saw what Ed was reading. "It's one of many books I've collected over the years. You'd be welcome to borrow them if you're interested?"
"Yeah, maybe," Ed said lazily, closing the heavy book and reclining in his chair. "Hey, can I stay the night?"
"Of course, but why?" Roy replied curiously as he ignited the stove with a click of his fingers.
"I was just hoping we could, you know, maybe finish off?" Ed said with a cheeky, suggestive tone to his voice.
"Well certainly," Roy said seductively, hurrying into the lounge and leaning over the back of Ed's chair to kiss him hungrily.
The kiss lasted a while and as soon as they broke apart Roy pulled him back for more.
When at last they surfaced, it wasn't because they wanted to. But because Ed had smelled smoke coming from Mustang's kitchen.
"Roy!" he exclaimed wildly, leaping from his chair. "The dinner's on fire!"
"Oh shoot!" Roy yelled as he vaulted the settee and hurtled into the kitchen to put out the fire.
Ed watched as the cloud of acrid black smoke enveloped Mustang until he heard a soft hiss, and it cleared, revealing a panting Colonel who was clutching a fire extinguisher. Ed ran over to join him and peered with trepidation into the blackened saucepan.
"How did it catch fire?" Ed asked, trying to ignore the sinking feeling he felt at seeing his dinner shrivelled up and melted like someone had run it over with a truck.
"I left the tea towel dangling in the pan by mistake," Mustang groaned, showing Ed the smouldering remains of the towel. "I got distracted."
"Clearly!" Ed grinned, giving Roy a playful shove. "Never mind, we can go without dinner!"
"Yeah, it's not like we're both starving or anything," the Colonel replied, throwing the tea towel aside and picking Ed up easily.
"Anyway," he continued, a new seductive tone in his voice. "We have other ways to occupy ourselves."
Suddenly Ed was kissing him like never before. He wrapped his arms around Mustang's neck as he felt himself being strongly supported by the older man. He felt so safe and content.
Roy took one hand from Ed's body and rested it in his hair, pulling his head towards him and deepening the kiss.
Finding his way without sight, Roy threw Ed down onto the settee and clambered on top of him, laughing.
Now it was a battle of speed as each of them tried to remove their clothes as quickly as possible. Tossing them down onto the coffee table; Roy leapt at his chance and kissed him again. Ed responded gladly, letting Mustang's tongue glide into his mouth.
They had both felt starved all afternoon. Both were hungry for each other and neither one was in the mood to hold back.
Ed was so vulnerable, pinned underneath his superior, and yet he relished it, loving the feeling of being helpless to the one he loved. Roy wasn't complaining, he liked to be in charge.
Fingering his nipple with one hand, Mustang trailed kisses down Ed's neck, making him mewl. The sound of it drove the Colonel crazy and all he wanted was to hear the young alchemist scream his name over and over, unable to control himself.
Powered by this impulse, Roy reached down from Ed's chest and gripped his inner thigh. Ed did not all object to being handled roughly and, at his touch, Ed mewled again and dug his nails into the Colonel's shoulders.
Roy felt himself shiver and, in appreciation, he nipped at Ed's neck, finding a tender spot and sucking on it gently.
Ed groaned and gripped him harder. This was slowly driving Mustang insane, he wanted Ed so badly it was killing him.
"Ngh, ah! Roy!" Ed gasped as Mustang moved his hand down to hungrily play with his member. "Just do it Roy! Take me, I know you want it. I want it too!"
"Are you sure?" the Colonel asked, looking into Ed's eyes. "You're not quite ready yet."
"I'm not sure how much longer I can stand Roy. I need you inside of me, I need you," Ed panted, trying to control himself as Mustang continued to finger him lightly.
"I need you too Ed," Roy groaned, sliding his body up and down Ed's and making him tremble in ecstasy.
"Gah!" Ed cried, as Roy felt his member twitch under his fingers. "Ah! Just do it Roy!"
The Colonel slowly slipped a finger inside of Ed, he saw him gasp and close his eyes.
"Does that hurt?" he asked in concern.
"No, ah! It just feels so damn good Roy! Keep going!" Ed exclaimed, clenching his hands into fists to stop himself from yelling.
Mustang proceeded eagerly, not removing his hand until he could comfortably get three fingers inside Ed. Only then did he position himself at Ed's entrance and thrust inwards.
Both of them let out simultaneous groans and then incoherent mumbles as Mustang started to thrust faster.
Suddenly, Ed shrieked.
"Oh god! Oh god it's so good! Faster, harder Roy!"
Mustang did as he commanded, pushing himself as far into Ed as he could go. He must have brushed his sweet spot along the way because Ed had tipped his head back, a look of sheer bliss on his face.
The Colonel searched and eventually found the area again, this time tapping it repetitively. Ed moaned aloud and bucked his hips up to meet Roy's.
Suddenly Mustang thrust into Ed so hard, he thought he might break in two. The Colonel was worried he was being too rough with the teen, but Ed seemed to be having the time of his life. So he quickened the pace, watching with increased pleasure for Ed's reaction. It was instantaneous!
Ed's eyes were closed tight, his mouth slightly open, thinking of nothing else but Roy and the intimacy they were sharing.
A feeling, one that he had never experienced this strongly before, suddenly sparked up inside Ed's stomach. It felt like a spring was being coiled up inside him.
"Gah! Roy! It's happening, don't stop!" Ed panted, clutching onto the Colonel like a lifeline and moaning.
"I know, I can feel it too!" Mustang gasped back, clutching Ed's arms.
"Ah! Aah! Oh my god, ROY!" Ed shrieked out his name as he felt the coil inside him break and an intense wave of pleasure washed over him as he released in unison with Roy.
Both of them, sweating and exhausted, lay almost on top of each other on the settee. Ed whimpered as Mustang slid out of him.
The Colonel chuckled.
"Don't worry Fullmetal," he said, kissing Ed's cheek and stroking his hair. "It won't be long before the next time, I don't think."
"Oh I hope not Roy, that was amazing!" Ed said, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah, yeah it was," Mustang replied, reaching down and retrieving his large military jacket from the heap on the floor.
He spread it over the two of them and waited for Ed's reaction, but the young alchemist had already drifted off to sleep, snuggled into the crook of Roy's arm.
The flame alchemist smiled down at him, and eventually drifted off to sleep too, his heart content in that moment in time. Happy just to be with Ed, to be laying next to him, their bodies so close that he could feel the other's heartbeat against his own chest. It was like they were connected by more ways than a bond of friendship. This was meant to be, they were destined to be together. And Roy didn't ever want to leave Ed's side.
