Black Snow On A Cloudless Day

by Lover of Angelus

There are many words to describe what they have, what they may have, or what they could've had. Here are ten of them.

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Title: Black Snow On A Cloudless Day

Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue.

Warnings:
- Yaoi
- Language

Note: READ THE WARNINGS; THEY'RE THERE FOR A REASON!!

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Roy Mustang has a problem.

Edward's been seducing him all week; he knows he has. That little blond alchemist looks up at from underneath impossibly long lashes, eyes smoldering. And people have the nerve to call him a monster.

Roy Mustang has come to a conclusion.

Edward Elric is evil. True, Edward Elric is young and beautiful and talented and a fuckin' prodigy. But he is an evil young and beautiful and talented fuckin' prodigy. Who else could create so much sexual frustration in one being over the course of a single day?

Roy Mustang has come to a solution.

Edward Elric must be delt with. Maybe he can permanently assign him in the boonies. He might just fuck him. Or, or! He could get rid of the problem entirely and just kill the boy, it wouldn't be hard. Just a snap of his fingers and everything in Roy's perfect little world would be set right. He could go back to ignoring his subordinates and paper work, date beautiful women, and not worry about being arrested for being a pedophile.

Roy Mustang has another problem.

Edward Elric can't be killed. He tried it, had his gloves on and everything and then Ed looked up him from underneath those freakin' impossibly long eyelashes and Roy knew he was fucked.

Roy Mustang has come to another conclusion.

He's just gonna fuck Edward Elric.

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