A/N I'm back with chapter two! I don't really want to rant, so I'll try to be quick. This chapter is practically everything that happened in chapter one but in Ed's POV. It's different because it's Ed's thoughts on all this instead of Roy's pervert ones and I personally kind of like this one a drop more. :3 I hope with this chapter things get cleared up a bit. I guess with Ed's POV here you'll get to understand her actions more. XD

So, yeah, enjoy! Reviews, favourites - everything's appreciated! :D

Disclaimer; I don't own FMA guys. XD

CHAPTER TWO

Edeline sniffed the air cautiously while looking for that particular scent she had smelt a few hours ago by a man walking home, from what seemed to be work. She had been entranced by his scent; she hadn't even been aware that humans could smell that delicious. She really felt like she had found a snack rather than a whole meal.

She couldn't wait for him to get home and for it to become dark enough for her to follow him. But now it was time, and she could barely contain her excitement. As she soundlessly entered the house, she sniffed the air again and noticed the alluring scent pervaded the whole building. She followed her nose to where the smell was most dominant; the bedroom.

The human was sleeping – perfect.

She quickly sniffed the air for any other scents but was thrilled to discover that this man lived alone. Oh she was so going to take her time with him. If he proved difficult to keep in one place though she might have to tie him up, or kill him, though that was a last resort since after death the blood didn't taste as good.

Opening the door to the room, she grinned widely and licked her lips – he smelled wonderful.

Before she knew it she was hovering over him, breathing him in deeply. Fresh, warm blood. That was what she could smell. But it held something distinctive – this man had his own scent mingled in with the usual smell of blood. She did everything she could to stop herself from drooling on her meal.

She had been so captivated by the smell that she barely noticed two onyx eyes opening. Once she realised it though she panicked for a split second and placed her hands on his shoulders to keep him pinned down, waiting for a scream, but nothing came. Staring in those deep onyx eyes she felt the need to drink every drip of his blood intensify until she was sure that the desire was too strong to be healthy. She licked her lips subconsciously as he said something, but she only had eyes for that part of the flesh; the neck. She stared hungrily at the small visible vein there and leaned in, licking it.

The sensation sent sparks all over her body and she suddenly craved more. She licked harder, hoping to make the skin give away and grant her the much needed access to the blood. She always softened the skin before she bit; she never liked the crunchy feeling when she bit into the flesh so she always softened it first. This time though, she wanted to get some blood before sinking her fangs in and killing the human – then, she wouldn't be able to take her time because the blood would turn nasty rather quickly. And she did not want that.

She continued licking hard and hummed when she had almost made the skin soft enough, but then she heard a pant from underneath her followed by words. Her heart was pounding in her ears urgently but she managed to make sense of the words.

"H-Hey," she heard the human pant shakily. "W-What's your name?"

Of all the things she had expected, this was the last thing. Had he seriously asked her name? She had been surprised when he had not screamed in fear at her presence but now she was left dumbfounded at the question. Wasn't he scared?

Her bewilderment and confusion shone through and took over the desperate need for this man's blood for a moment and she paused, pulling back to look at the human's face. He was staring at her expectantly and it hit her that he was actually serious.

She didn't know why, but she found herself introducing herself to her pray. Not expecting anything further, she leaned back down to his neck.

"I'm Roy," the man whispered in a low voice. Her eyes widened; this was actually the first time this had ever happened. Were they actually having a conversation!? This man was slightly creeping her out with his calmness. Others would've probably already died of a heart attack – it had happened twice to her.

To add to her surprise, the human – Roy, she reminded herself – entangled his fingers in her hair and whispered rather seductively in her ear, "But I think you already knew that." He thought she knew his name? Had he actually known she was going to come or something? Had he been waiting!?

No, no. Edeline get a grip on yourself, she chided herself and forced her panicked thoughts to calm down. There was no way he could've known he was her next pray. And even if he had miraculously found out, why in the world was he here sleeping? Why wasn't he running for his life away from her? Why was he here asking her name and introducing himse–

Her mind went blank when he started nibbling on her ear, a low chuckle coming from his throat. The sensation made her face burn a fierce red and she did the first thing that came to mind; she sucked hard on his neck, and got the desired result. He gasped and thankfully stopped messing with her.

She found her heart beating faster again though this time for an entirely different reason. What in the world did that bastard think he was doing!?

She continued sucking hard, with the intention to hurt, but was baffled when she got a pleased moan in return. She frowned – she had expected something like a yelp of pain or a futile attempt to get her off him. When realisation dawned on her though, the blush was back full force though this time it was partly from anger and frustration as well as embarrassment. Was he actually enjoying this!?

No, no, she told herself once more. That can't be. Other humans begged her to stop – they didn't moan their pleasure to her!

Something was seriously wrong with this human. Maybe that was why he smelled so good? Damn it all.

She continued with her task of softening the skin and striving for some blood, when she felt something hard against her lower abdomen. It wasn't until the human began cursing and grinding against her that she realised she had turned him on.

She wanted to scream.

Ignore him, ignore him, ignore him, ignore him – that was the only thing running through her head as she leaned further down to have better access to his neck. That was what she wanted – his neck, his blood. Nothing more.

Growling ever so slightly in anger, she fisted her hand in his hair and turned his head in the other direction so she could focus solely on his neck. She returned to licking the flesh – she was close to drawing blood, she could tell. Feeling her insides pump with enthusiasm and anticipation, she decided to pay no heed to the moans of the person beneath her and licked faster.

Come on, come on…

She felt Roy – damn it – hiss in pain and felt mildly satisfied; at least she was hurting him now! The bastard, how dare he think she was here to…to entertain him! Humans were such perverts! But then again…he was the first one to show such interest in her – no, no, no, Edeline! He's a human – you're a vamp. There's a freaking difference. You devour humans for breakfast, lunch and dinner damn it! You can't befriend food!

She had to scare him somehow – she had to show him how terrified of her he should be! She wasn't here to play – she was here to eat!

Her train of thought was shattered when she felt a ridiculously warm hand wrap around her cold one and a hot breath in her ear whispering. "Hey, I know you probably like it rough and all, but I don't really want to get injured."

She felt her blood boil – oh the irony. Scare him, her mind told her, make him aware of whom he's dealing with!

She smirked the creepiest smirk she could muster and noted the small shiver he was trying to cover up with triumph . She forced all the evil qualities in her voice as she replied, making sure her eyes pierced his and scared him for life – not that he had much of it left anyways. "Oh, don't worry," she started huskily, "You'll be more than injured when I'm done with ya."

Roy was giving her a blank look now, and she didn't know what to think of it. Just then, she nearly jumped in surprise when she felt hot arms around her back, groping at the fabric of her tank top. She blushed. The hands trailed downwards, passing her belt and resting too near her behind for her liking.

D-Do something, you idiot! she screamed at herself, Why are you letting him take advantage of you like this!?

Burying her face back to his neck, she bit him continuously – hard – hoping to get a similar reaction to when he was nibbling on her ear.

He groaned in pleasure and she felt herself become annoyed, so she bit as hard as she could, pleased when he flinched away from her harsh treatment. Take that, bastard human! she mentally cried in triumph. That is until she spotted the warm, crimson liquid oozing slightly from the light wound she had inflicted - her thoughts focused solely on that. She grinned. Dinner time~

She licked the blood greedily, not letting a drop spill. The taste was making her dizzy. It was too good – he was too good, damn it! An involuntary moan escaped her bloodied lips and her mind went into a frenzy again; she had never moaned while eating! But the blood was so sweet…just like she liked it…Damn it all.

"You know," she heard Roy say from beneath her and she froze. W-what now…? She was almost afraid to find out. Almost. "You're a really good licker…and sucker…"

She felt her heart stop…or did it skip a beat? Maybe it did both. But she found herself holding her breath as she stared intensely at his onyx eyes, her own golden ones wide and utterly incredulous. Why…? Why was he enjoying this? Wasn't he supposed to hate it, to loathe it? Wasn't he supposed to be screaming, begging her to let him go? He was supposed to be petrified. So why…why was this man complimenting her!?

"You're…you're enjoying this?" she found herself asking, though the words came out as a mere disbelieving whisper and holding none of the anger she thought they should. This was the first time – the first human who had actually been interested in asking her name, telling her his, not being terrified of her in the slightest and…and complimenting her…skills…She barely managed to not blush at that.

His blank face unnerved her; it was as if he thought it was normal for him to enjoy this. She was trying to kill him for crying out loud!

"Uh…yeah…?" he replied matter-of-factly.

What?

This couldn't be possible…was she somehow losing her talent or something? Because this was a first. This man didn't seem intimidated by her in the slightest and he didn't even seem to suspect anything or ready to confront her about how exactly she entered his house and what she was doing on top of him at four in the morning, drool ready to fall from her mouth at how delicious he looked.

She had suddenly lost her appetite. Like, all of it. She didn't want his blood anymore.

Ed plopped down on the bed next to him, face utterly blank. This was a first as well; such delicious scent and such tasty blood and she…didn't want it anymore.

Once she wasn't touching him she noticed the lack of warmth. His body, like all humans was warm, and she found her cold one missing the heat.

Woah, woah – what!?

No, no, not happening.

She raised her hands and pouted as if to halt her train of thought right then and there and noticed Roy was giving her a weird look. She couldn't care less at the moment.

"You know…" she said once she got in control of her wild thoughts. "You're supposed to be screaming." Her voice was flat and bearing no emotion whatsoever. That was how it should be…but his wasn't like that. His held emotion, even if it was only a bit. She was capable of erasing the thing called emotion from creeping into her voice completely. Was that…bad? It was the first time she had actually doubted herself.

Roy smirked then, and her face suddenly felt hotter than before – that smirk was really seductive! "Babe, you're good, I'll admit that, but it'll take more than licking and sucking to make me scream."

She must've been stunned beyond belief because Roy's smirk widened in satisfaction. Wha…Just…What?

Could they have been on the same page all this time but she hadn't noticed it? Could he just…not be afraid because he was brave?

And he had called her... The blush returned full force once she took notice of the pet name he had chosen and she inwardly cursed herself. What the hell was this, damn it!? His scent was making her dizzy again.

She mentally shook her head.

She leaned in towards him – she liked brave people, they always made the chase more thrilling and she got to appreciate the blood she'd get much more than when it was an easy kill. "You're brave, human," she found herself telling him, meaning every word. She was stunned, what else could she say? This was the first time she had fought and lost…She was sure it was the dazzling blood. And the scent – oh God, the scent. That was why she had lost; she had devoted too much time to one kill. Well, she was not doing that again, that's for sure. Though now she had lost this amazing blood. She wasn't feeling hungry anymore, and when she lost her appetite she simply couldn't eat.

Roy, once again, seemed unfazed and leaned back down with a bored and impatient expression. "Yeah alright, let's continue."

She stared at him again, once more rendered speechless. He wanted…to continue? What the actual fuck?

"You're…you're the first human who hasn't screamed and seems eager to die this way."

She saw him tense and thought that maybe, just maybe she had managed to scare him. He gazed at her, puzzled. "You said…you said die?"

The tone of his voice brought a wide grin on her face; he was starting to get scared. Yes! Finally!

She crawled over to her place on him again and he remained rooted to the spot. He seemed ready to bolt, muscles tense and jaw set so she put a bit of pressure on his arms so he couldn't move. Oh now we're talking!

She was taking control again and she was savouring ever moment his face held that expression. That wary, suspicious expression. Perfect, beautiful. That was how it was supposed to be. She'd show that bastard she wasn't about to lose to him!

Though she had really lost her appetite…

She leaned in closer to him, and tried to get as close as possible in order to look threatening and menacing. Her grin widened when she saw the all too visible shudder pass through his body. Lovely. She liked him now, like this. She was feeling in control again.

"Yes, that's what I said," she breathed lowly, a part of her relishing his warm breath on her lips. No, stop, stupid!

"So…" he started warily, making her suppress a gleeful cheer. "You're going to kill me…?"

Oh how she wanted to say yes!

Her body acted without her consent and commanded her tongue to flick out to his lip, which she had been staring at she realised in slight horror, and she quickly withdrew it.

"That's what I had initially planned…" she said instead, trying to act teasing in a way to make him forget about what she had just done. "But now…I think I kind of…" she trailed off mockingly and mentally shook her head at her next words, "…like you." What was she thinking?

She felt a bit of excitement though – she had never felt any sort of emotion towards a human other than need for their blood but this Roy fellow was a brave one, she had never met anyone who wasn't scared shitless by the mere presence of her.

She watched as he seemed to be battling with his thoughts but grew tired and became a bit irritated. Come on…say something, idiot!

"So I'm not dying, right?"

She emitted a chuckle, one that usually made people pee themselves if it was done correctly and at the right moment in the dark, and watched as Roy shivered again – so she did have an effect on him after all. He wasn't completely oblivious to the danger of her presence around him. Deciding to give him some space, she climbed off him again and took a seat next to him. Giving her a grateful look, which made her heart beat just a bit faster than normal – because no human had looked at her gratefully before – he stared at her with that apprehensive look again.

Belatedly realising he had asked her a question, she replied, "Lucky you, no you're not. You're the first human that didn't scream when he saw me."

She scrutinized the human closely as he frowned. "Why would I scream? You're not scary or anything." She noticed him rub at the mark she had left on his chest but the only thing she could do was gape at him. Did he just…did he just INSULT HER!? How dare he call her 'not scary'! How dare he!

"Not scary!?" she yelled, watching with satisfaction as Roy winced. He deserved it! The bastard.

He shrugged, unperturbed again. "Well, yeah, you're just a small– "

She cut him off, one of the taboo words hanging thick in the air. He was still insulting her! "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL?!"

She flashed a smirk when he jumped in surprise and stared at her, taken aback. All traces of smugness were wiped off her face though when he did the last thing she had expected – the thing no human had ever dared to do with her present; he burst out in hysterical chuckles. She couldn't help her jaw from hitting the floor and her eyes bulging out of their sockets. That…that bastard…

Her hands balled into tight fists and she debated swinging one at him to see how it would feel to actually injure a human in a different way that biting them. She was aware of the hotness in her cheeks again and briefly wondered if it was healthy for a vampire, who was supposedly cold and unfeeling, to be so furiously red.

"You've got guts for a human, you bastard!" she couldn't help but shout back at him, her eyes narrowing ominously. She bared her fangs at him indignantly.

The bastard – because that was what he was – managed to gather his wits and smirked at her – dared to smirk at her!

He raised his eyebrows. "For a human?" he mused, smirk still firmly in place. "And what would that make you, pretty, little blonde?"

Little. Little. Little.

Her eyebrow twitched, but she tried to steady herself nonetheless. She smirked when answering his question, feeling pretty proud about her kind. "Hm. I'm a vampire. I'm not like you, petty humans."

"Right," Roy deadpanned and she stared at him, eyebrow raised. He didn't...believe her?

"Anyway," he said, seemingly brushing the topic of her nature aside. Then, the bastard grinned and leaned forwards towards her and she couldn't help but tilt her head to the side curiously. "Can I have your number?"

She really wondered whether she should do humanity a favour by killing this man just for the sake of it.

A/N So that's it guys! This is now complete! I hope you enjoyed it and I'll be hopefully returning soon with more Fem!Ed/Roy - because we all love that couple (don't deny it~) *winks*