Chapter 2! I know that this is a very early upload (considering I just uploaded Chapter 1) but I feel like it's okay since a lot of you waited like 4 years for this. So here it is! The sex scene. Very different from last time when I had to have my friend write it because I was too awkward. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

In life there are a few moments that seem to last forever. Some of those moments are good, like when you finally get the job offer that you've been waiting for since forever. Some of those moments are bad, like the moment when you answer the door to find the police standing there with solemn faces as one of them says so softly that you can't even hear it "we've got some bad news". For Edward Elric, the moment when Roy Mustang's lips touched his, was one of those moments. Now, whether that moment was good or bad, Ed still wasn't sure. But the few seconds that the kiss took place in felt like hours as Ed's normally rational brain tried to comprehend what was going on.

A normal, rational person would have pulled away and asked Mustang to explain himself. A normal, rational person would have reached for the lock and unlocked the door. But in the seconds-that-felt-like-hours in which this kiss took place, Edward made the very bad decision of shutting off the rationality in his brain completely. He lifted his hands, placed them on the curve of Mustang's neck, and kissed the other back man without any trace of resistance.

He could feel the slight surprise that Mustang had in Ed's reaction, but he didn't care. He was feeling too many things to organize them correctly and they kept appearing and disappearing like floating objects in an ocean tide. Confusion. Nervousness. Euphoria. Happiness. Anger. All of them, coming and going causing his stomach to feel nauseated. This was his first kiss after all and he had no idea if he was even doing it right.

Roy's mouth forced open Ed's and Ed tensed up as he felt the other man's tongue caress his. Mustang's breath was hot and his lips were rough and his hands were holding Ed so tightly. Ed didn't resist as Roy's kiss got harder and the hand that was holding the back of his hair began to pull. He let out a soft moan has Roy moved his mouth to his neck and ran his hot tongue along the incredibly sensitive skin. It wasn't until Roy moved his hand to Ed's crotch that rationality began to flood back into Ed's brain and reality began to set in. With a sudden smack in the face as Mustang's hand fondled Ed's manhood through his pants, Ed's hands found the lock and pulled. The door flew open and Ed was out of the car before Mustang had time to react, and Ed ran to his apartment building.

It was probably dangerous to run up the stairs to his door as fast as he did, but Ed wasn't worried about that at all. He just wanted to get into his apartment and freak out about what had just happened. His heart was racing and bulge in his pants wasn't doing him any favors but he reached his apartment, unlocked the door, and ran inside in record time. He shut the door behind him, clicked the lock and collapsed into one of the chairs at his kitchen table. He was out of breath and covered in sweat. What. The fuck. Had just happened?

Ed felt like throwing up and crying and being dead all at the same time. He was humiliated. He knew that Mustang liked to fuck with him but this was crossing a line. Maybe he had made it too obvious when he asked if Roy had a girlfriend. Maybe he had been too much of a smart-ass. But none of that permitted Mustang to touch him like that. His head was swirling with thoughts: What if Mustang was just horny and Ed was something for him to play with? How far would they have gone? What if Mustang was just trying to prove that Ed was gay so that he could tell people and embarrass Ed more than he already had? And, of course, what if Mustang felt for Ed the same way that Ed felt about Mustang?

Wait. No. That was impossible. Because Roy Mustang was straight. And straight guys don't have feelings for their 19-year-old subordinates. Right? Right.

As Ed was calming down, there was a knock on the door. And Ed wasn't an idiot so he knew exactly who the asshole was that was knocking on his door at – he checked the clock on his counter – 12:30 AM. He took a deep breath, walked over to the door, and opened it.

"What do you want?"

"To apologize. I don't know what I was thinking."

"I do. You were being a bastard."

"How was I being a bastard?"

"You were fucking with me because you somehow figured out that I'm gay."

Mustang's face made Ed realize that he had just said the wrong thing. Mustang had no clue that Ed was gay. Fuck.

"You're gay?" Mustang's voice was odd. Steady, yet somehow nervous.

"It doesn't matter. You apologized. Just go home and let me get some sl-" he was cut off by Mustang's lips against his. Mustang pushed his way into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

This time, Ed's brain was thinking rationally. He put both hands on Mustang's chest and pushed him away. "What the fuck!?"

"Edward…" Mustang's voice was low. Lower than usual. He took a step closer. "Do you know how long I've been waiting to do that?"

The words hit Ed like a truck. What the fuck was this asshole talking about? "What do you mean…?"

His question was answered with another kiss. This one was softer, more passionate. As Roy pulled away, he looked down into Edward's face and said "Edward. I think I'm in love with you."

Ed's stomach was in his throat. He couldn't believe that this was real. It couldn't be. "Stop fucking with me!" Ed nearly shouted, but he didn't make any effort to get away from the other man.

"I'm not. I'm not fucking with you." Mustang leaned down and kissed Edward again. And Ed kissed back. The two men held each other and kissed, and kissed, and kissed until Roy lifted Ed off of his feet and carried him to Ed's bedroom. He flung the smaller man down on the bed and began kissing his neck. Ed let out a soft moan and moved his hands awkwardly to Mustang's back.

Mustang began removing Edward's clothing. First his cloak. Then his jacket. Then his shirt. "Damn Fullmetal, you wear so many layers…" He began kissing Ed's now bare chest.

"Shut up. Bastard." Ed's face was flushed and he felt the lump in his pants growing more and more uncomfortable. But he was nervous. He wanted Roy to touch him, but at the same time he was terrified.

"You okay?" Mustang asked after Ed had once again switched the position of his hands.

"I just…I've never done anything like this before…" It was embarrassing to admit, but it was true. Ed was really nervous. Too nervous.

One of Roy's signature smirks appeared on his lips. "You're so fucking cute, you know that?" He sucked on the skin on Ed's neck and bit down lightly. "You're so fucking cute. Do you know how long I've wanted you?" His hand found its way to Ed's crotch and began to massage the bulge through Ed's pants.

"God…." Ed grinded against Mustang's hand, longing desperately to be touched.

"You like that, huh? For someone who hasn't done this before you sure are eager." Roy's finger's seamlessly undid Ed's pant button and pulled down the zipper.

As Roy finished pulling down Ed's pants he paused and gently caressed the scar above Ed's metal leg. Al had gotten his body back and Ed got his arm, but his leg was still automail. Ed didn't have any desire to fix it either – he kept it as a symbol of all that he went through. Mustang bent down and kissed the cold metal, and then slid up and grasped Ed's fully erect cock.

"Uhn…" Ed moaned out, unable to hold back the pleasure that feeling someone else's hands on his penis gave him. "Please…"

He didn't need to say anything else. Roy slid the length of Ed's cock into his mouth. Ed's moans made Roy's own penis hard and motivated him to begin to suck. His head moved up and down Ed's penis, his tongue wetting the base for his hand to slide with his mouth. Roy's mouth was hot and tight and Ed could not contain himself.

"Oh god…Roy…Roy…" he moaned and reached for the other man's raven hair. He pushed Roy's head down until his lips touched the very base of his cock and he felt him gag. "Uhn…Roy…"

Before he could say anything, Ed was cumming. He came long and hard into Roy's mouth, but Roy didn't pull off until he was finished. Roy swallowed hard and wiped off his saliva-covered lips on the back of his hand. "Turn over." He commanded and Ed didn't hesitate to obey.

"This is going to hurt because it's your first time. Let me know if it's too much." Roy pulled down his pants and Ed turned around to look at his lover's penis. It was everything he expected it would be. Long, pink, thick. He felt himself getting hard again at the very sight of it. Roy reached into the pocket of the jacket that he had thrown on the floor and pulled out a small clear bottle. He squeezed out some of the clear gel onto his hand and rubbed it along his dick. Then he reached down and began to lightly message Ed's asshole.

"Aahhh…" This was unlike anything Ed had felt before. Who knew that there were so many nerves down there! His hands curled into fists around his sheets and Roy slid his fingers inside of him. It hurt a little, but only because of the unwanted stretching. "God…Roy…"

Roy pulled out his fingers and grabbed his penis. Slowly, he guided it to Ed's opening. Ed gave a slight moan of protest but didn't make any effort to pull away. It hurt, but the pleasure was even greater. "Fuck. Oh fuck. Roy…"

The Colonel placed both hands on his subordinate's hips, pushed his entire length inside, and began to thrust himself in and out. "Oh god…" The pleasure was over bearing. He thrusted harder and harder. "Oh god Ed. I've wanted to do this for so long. Oh god Fullmetal…"

Ed had moved his right hand to his own penis and was jerking himself off while Mustang pounded into him. This was unlike anything he had experienced before and before he knew it he was cumming again. He came into his hand and all over his sheets just as he heard Mustang give one final loud moan and he too was cumming inside of Ed. "God… god…" Mustang stayed inside of Ed for a little while until he was completely finished and then pulled out. His semen leaked onto the sheets but neither of them cared about cleaning up the mess. Roy leaned over and kissed Ed on the mouth, pulled out his braid, and ran his fingers through his soft golden hair.

"I love you." Ed whispered, as his eyes grew heavy. He had finally said it. The words that had been wanting to leave his lips for so long. The words that were in the air every time Roy Mustang entered a room or called his house. The words that Ed had been so afraid of. He had finally said it. And with the lightness in his chest of finally being able to say how he felt, he slipped into a blissful, dreamless, sleep.