Heylo!
I've finally typed up the next segment! ^^ and just before school too!( i may have the third part out before school too!)
Thanks to my editor Meep, i hope you will all enjoy this chapter!
tehehe~
'Some dudes know,
All the right things to say…'
I gasped in shock as I felt my lower region being violated by Dean.
"Aah! Wh-what do you think you're-?" His lips smashed onto mine before I could make a scene. We continued to fight in this way; me trying to escape his grasp, and him kissing and touching me in places he shouldn't be.
I closed my eyes tightly, clenching them shut as he bit my mouth open and forced his tongue inside.
'No! Not him! He's not the one I want! No!'
The plan had been to just go to the club with Dean to hang out for a bit. He had helped Al and I in our research, and I offered to take him to dinner- since it was so late and all. Why did I do this to myself?
To be honest, I hadn't had any clue he was such a freakin' pervert -scratch that- a molesting rapist.
I had just wanted to get into the place Roy and the others often went to when the week was rough. The club had a dinner menu, and was rumored to have great food, so I picked that place for our dinner. The club obviously wouldn't let me in, due to how young I look, and the fact that I'm seventeen. But Dean had said he'd make sure I wouldn't do anything stupid…and they let us in. Though that could be because of the twenty dollars I saw him slip to the bouncer.
Dean had led me right past Roy. I could feel those midnight blue eyes following me, practically burning me. Dean had said we should dance. I thought the song was okay, and agreed…And look where it got me…
Dean had me leaned back as far as I could go, I was trying to fight against him but wondered why Roy or someone wasn't helping me…
That is until I heard the gunshot and I was quite suddenly dropped onto the hard and cold concrete floor by no other than Dean. Blinking up at him, I saw his face was frozen in fear. The club suddenly got very quiet, only the music continued to play.
Dean had his hands high in the air and a rather familiar gun pointed to his face.
"That is ill-conduct in such vicinity; especially with a minor," a cold angry voice with cold brown eyes to match, held the gun steady. Her finger still poised on the trigger.
"Edward," the brown eyes flickered to me, softening a bit as she released one hand from the gun in order to help lift me up. "Are you alright?" As soon as I gave a short nod, Riza was immediately back on Dean's case. Glancing around, I tried to look for a certain brunette, blue-eyed superior officer of mine. Instead, I only saw his subordinates trying to get the club-goers back to clubbing.
"Hey, Chief," an arm laid itself over my shoulders, guiding me toward the club's entrance. At first I tensed, not recognizing the appendage around me and not wanting a repeat of what had just happened with Dean. However I relaxed when I smelled the familiar smoke.
"What, Havoc? I nearly got raped back there, what do you want? And where is that lazy Colonel Bastard anyways?"
"That's what I want to talk to you about," he trailed off for a moment, looking around, before slipping outside with me in tow. "He left here pretty quickly after you came in. Said something about papers needed by tomorrow, but I don't believe him. Would you mind checking up on him for me?" All the while he was saying this, he was hailing a taxi.
'When it comes down to it,
It's all just game.'
"Listen, Havoc, I don't know…I-" I then was shoved into the taxi. Havoc gave the cab driver instructions before turning back to me and looking through my open window.
"The Colonel really cares about you Chief; a lot more than he lets on. He seemed to think that you and that guy you were with were something…It kinda got to him." Havoc smirked again after telling me this new information. He hit the car door a few times, and the driver took off toward Headquarters.
I sat there staring out the open window before slowly rolling it up and leaning my head against the cool glass. My mind wandered freely to what could have happened, had Roy intervened.
'Instead of talking,
Let me demonstrate.'
As Dean's hips rolled against mine and I whimpered, helpless in his grasp. That is until I was suddenly in the hands of another…
Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to steady my breathing. I heard a icy cool voice speak to Dean, sounding from just above my head. "I suggest you leave the boy alone." I felt his throat vibrate in a growl against my forehead that was pressed to it as he held me closer.
As I heard Dean huff and walk away, the man who held me close loosened his grip as he moved a hand to cup my cheek gently. He guided my eyes to meet his thawing cold ones. "Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" Mustang's voice sounded oddly possessive…And I liked it…A bit too much.
I gulped as a sudden heat flooded both my cheeks and my lower region. Looking away, I tried to stutter for an answer.
"Look at me, Edward," His voice was still low and the obvious possessive tone loaded his words.
I bit my lip nervously as I stared up at him, "I-I'm fine, Mustang…" I trailed off as he narrowed his eyes at me. He released me from his hold for only a moment as he used his other hand to grab my arm and pull me with him to the back of the club.
"Hey! Where are we-?" I stopped myself as Roy turned into the bathroom area, shoving open the men's door and pulling us inside. As soon as I was in, I was slammed against the very same door that had just been opened for me. Roy planted his hands on either side of my head as his lips crashed onto mine in a much more pleasant way than Dean's had.
"Mhn, Roy," I moaned as we momentarily broke apart for air.
"You talk too much, Edward." He murmured before his lips reclaimed mine once again. His mouth moved perfectly against mine, his lower lip kneading at mine; loosening it so he could easily slip his tongue into my mouth. While moaning deeply as our tongues collided, I could feel him smirking into the kiss.
I soon was putty in his hands as he led me, stumbling, away from the door and into a stall. His eyes glittered with a mix of lust and love.
My pants grew ever so tight.
Closing and locking the stall door behind us, he leaned me against it and went for my neck as his hands reached the hem of my shirt; gliding under the fabric and feeling up my stomach and chest, pushing my shirt up as he went.
He had been kissing my neck in random places when he paused for a moment to slip the shirt over my head. His hands continuing to roam over me. I sighed happily, leaning against the door. I jumped when Roy bit the juncture between neck and shoulder, unable to hold back the low guttural moan that came from me. Roy was soon licking and nipping the offended area affectionately. As he finished it off with a final slow drawl of his tongue, he moved his face back to mine. A strong emotion shone deep in his eyes.
"Edward, I love you." Love was what was in his eyes….
My mouth didn't seem to work, "I-I, Roy, I…" Seeing as how my voice seemed to be failing me, I took matters into my own hands and craned my head up to kiss him. "…love you…" I whispered after my small peck of affection. Roy showed me a rare smile before he nuzzled the slightly sore skin at my shoulder.
"Now everyone will know you're taken…" His hands began their quest again, one dipping below the waistband of both my pants and boxers.
'Get down to business,
And skip foreplay.'
"R-Roy! What do you think you're-mhn? This is a public-ah! R-ah-Roy, ANYONE COULD WALK IN!" His hand was fondling me, and was distracting me immensely.
"I like how you say my name, Edward," He drawled, before continuing in a low husky voice as his lips touched the shell of my ear, "Then we'd better make this one fast…"
The next thing I knew both my pants and boxers were around my ankles and Roy was moving me towards the toilet, his lips on mine. I could faintly feel his warm hand groping my butt, but didn't really think anything of it... Until I felt the intrusion.
"Aah!"
'Just leave with me now,
Say the words and we'll go…'
"Can't do this without somewhat preparing you." Roy explained as he quickly began to thrust his finger deeper inside of me. I whimpered and groaned as my back curled and I put my forehead on his shoulder, clutching his jacket tightly. He soon added a second. He quickened his thrusts but soon slowed down when I moaned out his name.
"R~o~y!"
'I'll be your teacher,
I'll show you the ropes…'
My mind went all fuzzy, stars blinding my vision. I felt him prod the same spot again, experimentally this time. "Mmnh, R~o~y!" I started to buck my hips to try to make his fingers touch that spot again. I was greatly disappointed when he removed his fingers from me.
'You'll see a side of love,
You've never known…'
"Turn around," Roy ordered gently.
I, desperate to fill the sudden needy urge inside of me, turned quickly and bent over. I heard his fly being undone, and sighed with relief as he placed his hands on my hips, knowing I'd be filled soon.
'I can see it going down,
It going down…'
"Edward, you may want to steady yourself with the toilet," he suggested. No longer caring about sanitation, I placed both my flesh hand and my automail on the rim of the toilet.
Roy heaved a sigh, as I felt him align his tip to the place his fingers once were. "This is going to hurt at fir-"
"Oh get on with it alread-" I was cut off during my cutting him off by him suddenly impaling me with his member.
'In my head,
I see you all over me,'
I gasped for the air that had so suddenly seemed to leave my body when he entered me. The pain overwhelmed me and my head dropped while my eyes flew wide open. I felt Roy shift and another wave of pain washed over me.
"Mnh, Roy, I-I'm not ready ye-ah!" Roy had pulled himself out to his tip and thrust himself back inside me. I cried out continuously as he fucked me hard.
As he forcefully pushed himself deeper into me, his nails dug into my hips and he hit the spot of wonders. A low, deep, shaky moan poured through my lips, "R~oy…mm."
'In my head,
You fulfill my fantasies…'
Soon I was moving with him, pushing my hips to meet his, over and over again as pleasure now racked my body.
To be taken, to be wanted, to be loved was what I wanted, needed more than anything. Rough and quick in a public place or slow and gentle in a soft bed…It really didn't matter to me.
I heard not just my moans of pleasure, but his too, and him moaning my name over and over again as I was his. Hearing him call me his in such a possessive tone... I craved for it.
'In my head,
You'll be screaming 'Ohh'!'
Roy's moans grew deeper and sounded more often. I felt him move one of his arms to encircle my waist. I inhaled quickly when I felt his hand grasping my now throbbing member. His pumps matched his thrusts; quick and nearing the vicinity of harsh.
"Mnh, Ed, I-" Roy panted in my ear. His hand that had only just begun to stroke me, stopped and returned to my hips. I cried out over and over again in pleasure as Roy penetrated me deeper and deeper. "Ed, I-ah, ED!" Roy cried out to me as he came inside me.
'In my head,
It's going down…'
I was being shaken…
Snapping my eyes open, I saw the cab driver leaning over his seat and glaring at me, his hands on my shoulders. "We're here. Your buddy already paid me, so get out!" Frowning at the rather rude driver, I opened the door and stepped out onto the parade grounds.
'In my head,
It's going down…'
I shook my head as I headed toward Roy's -I mean Mustang's- office, trying rid myself of the dream.
'There's no way…there's no way…'
I got to the office, and saw that the light was on, 'So he is here.' I knocked on the door for several minutes; each time harder than the last due to the lack of response. I began to chew on my lip as I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I could feel my face was still flushed from the dream. And I shifted nervously, as my pants were oh so unbearably tight.
I heard the door click as it began to open and I forced my gaze off the floor…
'In my head…'
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