Hey everyone, just a little note about how I'm referring to Ed: basically even though Ed is now female for the foreseeable future I'll still be referring to him as 'he/him' etc as he's still Ed, hope there's no confusion (I'll let y'all know when he's a dude again :p)


How To Stop Time

Ed turned down another deserted corridor in Central Command. So far so good. He hadn't bumped into anyone, which was both a blessing and unnerving. The more he thought about it though the more he realised that most people were probably still hungover from the previous night and wouldn't be back at work until the afternoon at the earliest. Clearly Roy was a demon who didn't get hangovers... or Hawkeye had a gun pressed to his head.

Speaking of Roy Ed was bricking it that every corridor he turned down was going to reveal him walking towards him and he was going to have to hope that his disguise was enough to make him pass under the radar. If Ed was really really lucky then he would be able to get in, get Cass to fix her damn mess and get out with his normal body back, but when had Edward Elric ever been really lucky?

"Fuck my life..." he muttered to himself as he turned another corridor (unfortunately the corridor with Roy's office door on it) and a door opened and Roy himself stepped out. Ed took a deep breath, bracing himself and lowering his head even more. Thankfully Roy seemed to be paying more attention to the piece of paper in his hand than he was to anything else so Ed thought he might be able to sneak by without being noticed. As Ed walked down the corridor he held his breath and it was only once he had passed Roy that he allowed himself room to relax – clearly his disguise was good enough...

"Hey," Roy's voice cut through the silence and Ed closed his eyes as his stomach sank into his boots. "Where did you get that?"

"Shit!"

A part of him thought about running. Just turning tail and running but he knew Roy would pursue him if he did. He wasn't given the option because before Ed could do anything Roy grabbed the back of the hoodie and yanked him backwards. Ed stumbled, turning to face Roy and as he did his hood fell down revealing his recognisable hair and face. He looked up at Roy who was staring at him with wide eyes.

Ed swallowed, keeping his gaze locked on Roy's face, as his eyes travelled down from his face to his chest. He saw them widen even more as Roy realised what he was looking at and why Ed's face was so different. Without saying a word Roy reached up to slowly pull the zip of the hoodie down, revealing Ed's chest. As the top of his breasts were revealed Ed reached up and took hold of Roy's hand, stopping him. He looked away, his face flushing. He felt like crying. This was not what he had wanted to happen.

"Fullmetal," Roy said, his voice hoarse from surprise. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't know?" Ed asked and it irked him to hear that even his voice was more feminine. Oh you're good Marshal... and you're going to fucking pay for this when I get my hands on you...

Without another word Roy roughly grabbed the collar of the hoodie and dragged Ed into his office. Once they were inside he practically threw Ed at the desk as he pulled out his keys and locked the door behind them. Ed bit his lip. He had only ever been locked in Roy's office with him for two reasons; he was about to get fucked or he was going to get screamed at and Ed had a sneaking suspicion that he was about to be the later. Roy stalked over to his desk and shoved a chair in Ed's direction.

"Sit," he barked.

"Okay," Ed mumbled and sat down, perching on the edge of the chair. He felt like a naughty child being told off and that irritated him – he was a god damn adult for fuck's sake – but he couldn't quite bring himself to shout back yet. This was a weird situation and Roy was processing and that process just happened to be telling him off. Roy sat behind his desk, folding his arms over his chest and glaring over at Ed. He just stared at him for a moment and that just made Ed shift under his gaze. He couldn't take the silent treatment much longer; he wanted Roy to make some kind of comment, anything would do. "Say something."

"What the fuck can I say?" Roy asked. Okay he is really pissed off; he never swears at work. Ed closed his eyes. The urge to cry was only getting stronger. He hadn't felt this bad sitting in front of Roy since he was twelve and Roy had come to Resembool to discover what he and Al had done to themselves. Roy sighed and dropped his head forward, placing a hand over his eyes. "So what happened to you?"

"I'm not one hundred percent sure but I have a theory," Ed said.

"Oh god!"

"Last night when we were at the bar," Ed continued as if he hadn't spoken, "I got into an argument with Cass Marshal about her shifting alchemy not being real human transmutation."

"Did you really?" Roy asked looking up and fixing Ed with the most unimpressed look he had ever seen grace his features.

"I walked away!" Ed cried glaring at him. Roy raised an eyebrow at him. Ed rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Okay I might have called her a hack first but you should have heard her; basically bragging about being able to perform human transmutation with no repercussions."

"And I'm sure she was doing that for the benefit of the crowd of how ever many of my idiot subordinates were trying to get into her knickers," Roy stated. Ed exhaled pointedly through his nose. He hated it when Roy was right.

"Either way it happened," he said. "So later when she's decking me up for that fucking body shot she starts doing something on my stomach with the salt. I was a bit too drunk to notice at the time, also being pinned to the table by Havoc I couldn't really see properly, but I'm pretty sure now that she drew a transmutation circle on me."

"Right..."

"And you remember when she told you to start she clicked her fingers?"

"Oh god..." Roy placed his hand over his eyes and rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger. Ed had seen that look before; that was his 'Fullmetal headache' face. Roy took a deep breath to steady himself and looked up. "So when did this happen because I certainly don't remember you suddenly sprouting a pair of breasts afterwards?"

"I don't know," Ed said. "Sometime during the night I guess. I mean I'm guessing the transmutation circle was like a catalyst and it took effect when we..."

"Had sex?" Roy finished for him. Ed blushed at looked away. Roy chuckled. "Edward if you can't say the words then you probably shouldn't be doing it."

Ed glared up at him, suddenly filled with burning anger. "This isn't easy for me you know," he growled.

"And you think it is for me?" Roy asked. "Constantly seeing you getting yourself into situations like this?"

"That wasn't what I meant," Ed snapped. "This is my body, this is happening to me and I need to find Cass Marshal so I can fix this."

"How can you be so sure that this is her doing?" Roy asked.

"She must have done something to me," Ed said. "How else do you explain my sudden tits?" This had to be Cass, Ed just knew it. There was no one else who, one, had the ability to change a person's gender for the fun of it and, two, who he had pissed off enough to change his gender for the fun of it.

"Fine," Roy said. "So let's just say for now that this was Major Marshal, what do you plan to do when you find her?"

"Well, make her change me back," Ed said. Surely that was obvious...

"And how do you propose to that?" Roy asked. "If she found it amusing enough to change you into a woman after you put your foot in it what makes you think that she'll just change you back a simply as that?"

"Well..." Ed tailed off. He really hadn't thought that far ahead. He had just thought that he would go and find Cass and shout at her until she changed him back (or apologised, whatever worked really).

"See you don't think before you do things," Roy said. "This is why you always end up in situations like this. The saving grace here is that you didn't drag anyone else into your mess this time."

"That was uncalled for," Ed said softly. Roy's words had hit him like a punch to the gut and it was taking everything within him not to launch himself over the desk and punch Roy right in his smug face. After everything he didn't want to add assaulting his former CO to his list of shit he was in trouble for.

"Was it really?" Roy asked. "It's not the first time you've gotten yourself into trouble because you didn't think about the repercussions of your actions."

"I was eleven!" Ed cried getting to his feet and slamming his hands down on the edge of Roy's desk. "And you think I don't pay for that every fucking day of my life?"

"Yet you still keep getting yourself into situations where you need people to bail you out at the first sign of trouble," Roy said getting to his feet and leaning forward so that he and Ed were almost eye level.

"I am not asking you for anything!"

"How else do you expect to get yourself back to normal?"

"I'll figure it out," Ed said. "I'm sure if I just talk to Cass she'll change me back."

"And what if she doesn't?" Roy asked. "What if she can't? What will you do then?"

"I'll figure something out," Ed replied. "I got my body back once before I can do it again. I mean hopefully it won't take as much work as last time but it wouldn't be the first time I've had to get myself back to normal."

"Do you hear yourself when you talk?" Roy asked clenching his fist mere inches from Ed's throat, almost as if he was trying to stop himself from strangling him.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Ed snarled. "You're so high and fucking mighty all the time, what is your fucking problem?"

"My problem is why am I still cleaning up after you?" Roy said. "I would have hoped I would have stopped walking into you and finding yet something else has happened to you."

"I'm not asking you to," Ed said. "In fact I have never asked you to. I told you I will figure this out without your help. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go and find Cass."

Ed turned to leave, momentarily forgetting that the door was locked. He didn't even make it to the door before he felt Roy's hand grab his arm and pull him sharply backwards causing him to stumble and fall into Roy's chest.

"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you," Roy growled. Ed looked up into Roy's eyes, glaring at him, and it was only then that he seemed to notice the tension hanging around them in the air, thick and expectant. There was a brief moment where neither of them moved, just stared each other down, both waiting for the other to make the first move then in unison they gave in. Roy's hands in Ed's hair and Ed's hands on Roy's collar, each pulling the other into a fierce kiss that was all lips and teeth.

Without breaking the kiss Roy pushed Ed up against his office door causing a needy moan to escape Ed's throat. One of the hands in Ed's hair slammed against the wood of the door next to his head while the other tightened and pulled. Ed let out a hiss of pain but allowed Roy to yank his head to the side so he could begin to lick, suck and bite Ed's exposed neck. He clawed at Roy's back as Roy sunk his teeth into his neck, moaning softly trying to get a grip on reality but failing miserably under Roy's lips. They shouldn't be doing this... not here, what if someone heard them?

"Roy..." Ed panted softly. He wanted to protest, he really did; wanted to tell Roy that they shouldn't be doing this, that they might be heard, that it felt strange doing this while he wasn't himself (in a sense of the word) but he couldn't bring himself to say anything. Not when Roy took hold of both of his wrists and pinned them to the door above his head.

Ed struggled (albeit not that hard) against his hold but it was no use – Roy was stronger than him on account of just being larger but now that Ed was dealing with a body that was petite and feminine he wouldn't have had a hope in hell. Roy chuckled as a soft moan escaped Ed's throat and trailed soft kisses up Ed's neck until he reached his ear, taking his earlobe between his teeth and sucking gently.

"Don't hold it in," he panted. "I want to hear those gorgeous sounds you make."

"What if someone hears us?" Ed asked.

"We're the only two people here," Roy said (although Ed doubted that was true). "You can be as loud as you want." Roy rolled his hips forward and ground his erection over Ed's crotch. The sensation was so different and sparked something brand new to life within him that Ed felt his knees weaken. With his eyes closed he could just about forget that he wasn't in his body and just focus on what Roy was doing to him. He threw his head back into the door, a long drawn out moan ripping itself from his throat as Roy lightly sucked on the skin just above his pulse.

"Fuck... Roy..." Ed wanted to say something, he didn't know what but he didn't want Roy to think that he was giving in so easily. Who was he kidding? It was Roy: of course he was going to give in easily. Roy moved his hands so that he could pin them with one hand, allowing his free one to pull the zip of Ed's hoodie down, pushing it open and exposing his chest completely. His fingertips ghosted down the centre of Ed's chest, travelling lower and lower until they reached the waistband of Ed's jeans.

"So fucking beautiful," Roy purred softly. Still with his lips attached to Ed's neck Roy popped open the button and dragged the zip down but made no other move to touch him. Ed was writhing under his skilled fingers, he needed Roy to do something other than light touches and kisses. With his eyes closed tightly Ed could still forget about the fact that the body Roy was touching wasn't the one he was used to and just focus on the sensations. That was until Roy's hand came to rest on one of his breasts, giving it a gentle squeeze. That brought him back startlingly to reality.

"Don't," he panted. "Please stop, it's weird." That was the only way he could think to describe it – having Roy touching him was really nice and he didn't want it to stop but at the same time he didn't want Roy to be touching him while he was like this. His pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears for a moment as Roy's hand went back down to his open jeans and slipped his hand inside and a flash of fear shot through him. Roy would stop, wouldn't he? Ed could feel himself shaking (and not necessarily through pleasure) as Roy's hand slipped into his boxers. A finger curled upwards, brushing something that made Ed's eyes snap open, his knees weaken and a strangled moan sound in his throat, all other thoughts gone. "Oh god, don't stop!"

"Like that did you?" Roy chuckled, pulling away from Ed's neck to smirk at him before pressing a kiss to his lips. Ed opened his mouth willingly, putty in Roy's hands as he continued to rub that thing that was making Ed see stars, and allowed Roy to slip his tongue inside to massage against Ed's own. Roy kissed him until he was moaning wantonly into his mouth and trying to grind his crotch against Roy's hand, chasing that amazing feeling before he pulled away. "You're going to like this even more."

Roy pulled Ed off the door and dragged him over to his desk. With one hand he swept all the clutter that was on top of it to the floor. Once his desk was clear he picked Ed up and sat him on the edge of it. He kissed Ed, slipping his tongue past his open lips again, as he ran his hands over his shoulders under the hoodie and pushed it off. The hoodie pooled around Ed's wrists, as he clutched the edge of the desk, but neither of them did anything to remove it completely.

Roy trailed kisses down Ed's neck to his chest where he stopped to swirl his tongue over and around one of Ed's nipples, his other hand gently playing with the other. The sensation was so different it had Ed pushing his chest out, presenting himself to Roy.

"Roy... please..." Ed begged. He didn't know what he was pleading for – Roy to stop, Roy to go faster, Roy to touch something else, Roy to get the fuck inside him already – but he couldn't stop the desperate plea. Roy chuckled against his skin.

"Your nipples were always really sensitive, guess having breasts makes it even worse," he said. Smirking he hooked his fingers inside the waistband of Ed's jeans. "Hips up."

"No," Ed protested weakly, that feeling of shame at having Roy see him in this body and Roy seeing him falling apart like this bubbling up to the surface again. One of Roy's hands moved round to the front of Ed's jeans dipping into his boxers and rubbing that thing again that made Ed throw his head back and groan.

"If you don't you won't get any more of that," Roy said. With shaking arms Ed pushed his hips off the edge of the desk so that Roy could pull both his jeans and boxers down. He kicked his boots off (thankful that he hadn't bothered to lace them) and Roy removed the last of his clothing completely. Roy smirked down at him and Ed felt his stomach flip; that look never meant anything good (well it did it meant orgasms but not freely given orgasms, Roy always made him work for them). "Now spread your legs."

Ed hesitated for a second, not knowing whether he wanted to or not. On the one hand it would keep Roy touching him if he did and he would get more of that amazing feeling but on the other hand it was so embarrassing. He wanted that feeling though. He wanted Roy inside him and the fact that Roy was touching him at all was amazing. Never in Ed's wildest dreams would he have thought that this would happen! Slowly, shaking slightly, he spread his legs as wide as he could so that Roy could see all of him.

"Good girl," Roy purred. That snapped Ed back to reality. He glared up at Roy.

"Don't you fucking..." He was so angry he couldn't even finish his sentence. "I'll make you pay for that."

"That would be more convincing if you weren't practically moaning and panting every sentence that comes out of your mouth, love," Roy chuckled.

"Fuck you," Ed snarled and he was about to close his legs but Roy sank to his knees in front of him and forced them to stay apart.

"Quite the opposite actually," Roy said before leaning forward and running his tongue over Ed's cunt and up to flick over his clit.

The sensation was so new and different and so fucking amazing that Ed threw his head back, his eyes closing and his lips opening in a silent scream. It wasn't the first time Roy had eaten him out but this felt very different and Ed was melting under Roy's tongue. He wanted to reach forward and grab hold of Roy's hair but the hoodie around his wrists was trapping him so he settled for gripping the edge of the desk until his knuckles were white. Without realising what he was doing Ed had started gently thrusting his hips up into Roy's face, desperate to get more of that feeling that made every single nerve in his body catch fire.

"Fucking hell, Roy..." he panted. He felt that coil in his stomach tightening – finally something he recognised – he was getting close and he knew it. "I'm so close."

"Cum for me beautiful," Roy said before he went back to flicking his tongue over Ed's clit and slipping a finger inside him, pumping it and curling it upwards to brush a spot inside him that set Ed on fire. He just about managed to reach up with one hand to clutch his fringe trying to ground himself.

"Roy..." His voice was hoarse from panting and he could feel a light sheen of sweat forming on his skin as Roy thrust another finger inside him along with the first, circling his tongue around Ed's clit. Roy groaned against him and that was when Ed fucking lost it. With a high pitched keening he was pushed over the edge, shaking and convulsing, coming undone under Roy as his orgasm crashed over him like a wave.

Roy kept up his ministrations until Ed had stopped clenching around his fingers to make sure that he rode out his orgasm before he pulled back to smirk up into Ed's flushed and sweaty face. Ed looked absolutely perfect like this; just like the night before, his pupils were blown, his lips were red and swollen and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he tried to suck air into his lungs. It was again another one of those moments where Roy really wished he had taken Hughes's advice and invested in a camera. He got to his feet, cupped the back of Ed's head and crashed their lips together, massaging his tongue against Ed's.

"Like how you taste?" he asked as he pulled away. Ed was only able to moan in response. Roy chuckled. "So beautiful."

"Roy..." Ed said clutching at the front of his shirt. He must have some kind of praise kink because every time Roy said how beautiful or perfect he was he wanted more than anything to please him. "I need you..."

"Finally willing to admit it," Roy chuckled, smirking at him.

"Fuck you," Ed tried to growl but it came out as more of a chocked moan as Roy's fingers gently brushed his overly sensitive clit. Roy's other hand cupped the back of Ed's head, pulling him forward so that he could press a kiss to his forehead.

"Actually, love," he said softly, "you're the one who's going to get fucked."

"Oh god yes please," Ed gasped as Roy continued to slowly circle his clit with his finger. This was yet another brand new sensation for him; normally after he had cum Ed was out of it for about half an hour before he was ready to go again but with Roy making sure that he was constantly on edge he was still the panting, begging mess he had been a moment ago. He reached forward as best he could to begin undoing the buttons on Roy's uniform jacket. "Need you naked."

"As you wish," Roy said. As soon as Ed had the jacket undone Roy shrugged it off and let it fall to the ground. He pulled away from Ed slightly to swiftly undo the buttons on his shirt, throwing that to the floor along with his jacket as soon as it was open. Ed reached forward, desperate to touch Roy now that his chest was exposed and Roy was only too happy to comply. He grabbed Ed, crashing their lips together and pressing skin on skin.

Ed wrapped his arms around Roy's strong frame digging his nails into his shoulder blades and dragging them down his back. Roy hissed and dragged his teeth across Ed's bottom lip in response. Ed moaned heatedly as he reached down to undo Roy's belt and his uniform trousers, shoving his hand into Roy's underwear and grabbing his cock. Hard and hot in his hand Ed began to pump Roy, making his head fall forward onto Ed's shoulder, groaning into his skin.

"Fuck Edward," he panted, "are you trying to kill me?"

"Told you I need you," Ed replied as he let go of Roy to push his trousers and underwear down enough so that his cock sprang free. Ed looked down and he felt his stomach clench, his mouth watering in anticipation. He looked up into Roy's blazing eyes and he felt himself melt even more; god how did Roy have this much of an effect on him that he just had to look at him like he was the only person in the world and he was a mess? Roy's fingertips ghosted up the inside of Ed's thigh and he ran one of his fingers up Ed's cunt to rub his clit again. Ed jolted.

"You're so wet already, just ready and waiting for me to slip inside and fill you" Roy murmured in his ear and Ed bit down on a moan. He loved it when Roy spoke like that.

"Then take me," Ed said.

With no other word Roy lined himself up with Ed's cunt and thrust inside him, both of them moaning at the feeling. Ed was so warm and wet (self lubrication is a wonderful thing, Ed observed) and Roy felt so big inside of him it almost hurt. It probably should have done; Ed remembered Winry telling him about her first time being awkward and a little painful but this wasn't Ed's first time... not really. He and Roy had fucked countless times, and the first time it had fucking hurt, but his body was used to it, even if his body was different now. It was probably due to all the foreplay and Ed's senses being heightened from just how different everything was.

It was a good thing that it didn't hurt because Roy didn't give him a whole lot of time to adjust to the feeling before he began thrusting, slamming in and out of Ed at a furious pace. The desk rocked with each thrust and Ed had to hang on to both Roy and the edge of the desk to keep himself on top of it. The air was thick and heavy with the sound of their panting and Ed's breathy moans as Roy's cock continued to hit something inside him that made him see stars. With each thrust he could feel himself getting closer and closer to another crashing orgasm and it felt fucking amazing! He no longer cared about his body as Roy gave one of his breasts a squeeze, running his thumb over his nipple.

"Touch yourself for me," Roy said.

"What?" Ed had no idea what he was supposed to do. The order was simple enough but he wasn't sure what it was that he was supposed to be touching. Roy took hold of Ed's wrist and moved his hand to between his thighs, guiding his fingers until they brushed Ed's clit. Ed felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body. Oh that's what I'm supposed to be touching...

"Touch yourself for me," Roy said again.

Ed began rubbing himself as Roy thrust into him, his other hand clutching the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles went white. It was too much... it was all too much. The feeling of Roy inside him and the sparks of pleasure he got as he rubbed himself and how sensitive he was from the fact that he had already cum once before. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer and it really didn't help that Roy had started placing kisses along his sweat slicked neck.

"God Roy I'm cuming," he panted, shaking around Roy as his orgasm began to hit him like a truck.

"Do it, cum for me," Roy replied, thrusting into him once more. Ed just about managed to pry his hand off the edge of the desk to clamp it over his mouth, muffling the moan as he came. He clenched around Roy so tightly as he did pushing Roy over the edge as well and he came deep inside him.

It wasn't until Ed felt Roy gently prying his hand away from his mouth that he felt as if he could move again. He opened his eyes to see Roy smiling softly at him. Roy reached over to brush his hair out of his eyes before he leaned forward and kissed him softly. Whenever they were together the world around Ed just melted and it was as if they were the only two people who existed. This time however when Roy pulled out of him he looked down saw that the breasts were still there and it all came crashing back to reality.

"I should go get cleaned up," he said, suddenly finding that he was unable to look at Roy anymore. He could feel his cheeks burning and he just wanted to get out of that office as soon as possible.

"Yes," Roy said clearing his throat, "I should probably..."

"I should probably go find Cass," Ed zipped up his hoodie and grabbed his boxers from the floor. God this is so awkward! It didn't help that he felt kind of disgusting – sticky, sweaty and generally gross – and he really wanted to go and shower but he should also do that thing that he came here to do in the first place... what he had planned to do before he had gotten distracted by Roy and his cock.

"Major Marshall was called away to Drachma," Roy said. "She should be back at some point next week."

"Right okay..." Ed said. God this is so awkward! Was it always this awkward after he and Roy had sex or was it just because he was a girl now?

"What do you plan to do till them?" Roy asked.

"I guess I'll just have to wait for her to get back," Ed replied shrugging.

"Is there anything I can do?" Roy asked after a pause.

"Nah it's okay," Ed said waving him off. "I'll just got back to my hotel and wait for her to get back then come find her."

"Probably the best course of action," Roy said. "Let me know if you do need anything at all though."

"Don't worry about me," Ed said giving him a very forced smile. "I'm fine." Ed was so beyond 'fine' but he didn't want Roy to know that. There was no part of this situation that could be considered as 'fine' but there wasn't a whole lot that either of them could do about it so Ed's only course of action was to go back to his hotel and wait for Cass to return.

Oh this really sucks...

*How To Stop Time by Matt Haig*