Title: Misconstrued: Denny (Part 2/?)
Words: 300
Characters: Denny Brosh/Ed
Genre: Smut…just smut with humor and a smidgen of plot
Rating: M
Warnings: None
Summary/Other Info: Ed is surprised for the second time...
Ed got of winks from Havoc as the days passed and it was difficult to keep his face from flushing when the memories came rushing to mind. All that aside, it's Friday and everyone in the office was watching the clock. When the clock struck five everyone was out the door as fast as they could be, eager for the weekend. Ed walked home nearly every day but due to the distance he often cut through alleys and behind buildings.
So when an arm curled around his waist and pulled him in narrow walkway Ed almost had the guy knocked out before he registered the voice. It was Denny Brosh.
"You scared the shit out of me Denny what are you..."
Ed didn't get to finish his statement before fingers began nimbly working their way into his pants. He was in the midst of damning his teen-aged hormones when Denny said, "You ever fool around in public before Ed?"
Ed would have replied but there was something about having his pants around his ankles, behind a warehouse, in broad daylight as someone jerked him off that made it hard to speak. In lieu of words he shook his head no.
"There's something about the thrill of possibly getting caught that heightens the whole experience."
Ed was inclined to agree, because even as his heart pounded in his ears in fear he was so close to blowing his load already the swiftness surprised him. Once Denny's stroking pace increased as he sucked Ed's earlobe in his mouth Ed's release decorated the alley wall in front him.
Denny steadied the young alchemist and said, "Now who's the best man for the job?"
Ed didn't care what Denny was talking about, all he wanted was another public hand-job.
