Scene Nine:Somewhere between awareness and unconsciousness
"Come now, I know you can handle more then this?" The statement was accompanied with an increase of pain. It brought on a stifled scream. This pain was something new, never experienced before. Cool hands held onto his narrow hips, keeping him from going anywhere. Fingertips dug in, scrapping along his skin and leaving marks. The pain subsided if only for a second before coming back harder and more intensely. His jawline tightened to the point his teeth started to hurt. Another throaty sound somewhere between a growl and a whimper came out. This reaction brought a satisfying smile to the one causing the agony. He leaned into the other's ear, hushing him quietly. "Shh, there's no reason for that." The homunculus thrusted particularly hard to make his point. Edward almost choked in an attempt to swallow. His body was covered in a layer of cold sweat, making Envy dig his fingers in harder, now drawing blood. "I want you to remember this," the statement was spatted with such venom, Ed could feel each word breathed against his neck. "I want you to remember your place. You are for our amusement and nothing else. No more then a play thing. And when we're done with you, we'll toss you away with the rest of the trash."
"Please, j..just stop...P..pplease." There was no confidence in the stuttered request. The pressure from behind lessened as Envy withdrew for longer then normal. Edward could definitely feel warm blood running down his legs. The sensation made him feel sick.
"Ah, but I'm not finished playing yet." The homunculus clung onto him even more before thrusting in again. Tears sprang from the blond's eyes as he clenched them shut. Envy halted in his movement as his hands moved lower. "It's okay, you can play some too." His fingertips now touched with a gentleness that Edward didn't think the homunculus could posses. He found even more sensitive areas to caress which seemed to bring a completely different level of fear to his prey.
"Noo, stop that, don't touch me there..." Ed started to breath heavier and squirmed under Envy's weight.
"What's the matter? I would have thought it felt nice." Edward shook uncontrollably as he moved his head back and forth.
"J...just finish with me already. I..I won't fight back, but please don't touch me like that." This situation had become so adult so quickly and the young state alchemist couldn't take it. Between the souls shouting for his attention and now this, his mind had become too fragile for all of it at once and he just couldn't take much more. Envy shrugged in response and gripped onto Ed's waist again.
"Fine with me." And with that the pain continued until the homunculus was satisfied.
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Al could tell by his brother's troubled expression that there was something else wrong. He wasn't sure what exactly but the entire way back into Central, Ed kept muttering and groaning in his sleep. It was as though something still haunted his mind. Fortunately for the armored brother, there were no residents out at this hour. By the time they made it back into Central, it was pretty late. Alphonse had hoped to get in a little earlier since he didn't want to wake anyone up. He never was one for inconveniencing people. As they moved quietly through the empty streets, Greed or rather Ling kept his eyes open for any sign of Envy. So far this rescue had been surprisingly easy and he was just waiting for something to go wrong. They made their way through the business district, heading straight for the residential. Despite being a hollow suit of armor, Alphonse felt heavy as each step brought them closer to help. It felt as though it was taking forever.
After passing several unfamiliar houses, they came to one that Alphonse recognized. He hated that he had to come here at all. They had already bothered the owner enough in the past couple of days. This man's life was already chaotic enough with baggage from the past. Al felt horrible bringing his own issues along with his brothers. The owner just didn't need this right now, but there was no one else for Alphonse to go to. Even so, he hesitated on the front stoop, unsure if he wanted to disturb what little resemblance of normalcy this man now had. For the first time that evening, Alphonse noticed how quiet the night was as he listened to crickets nearby stringing their nightly songs. It was actually peaceful after all the madness the past two days had brought.
"Al..." Edward's soft moan pulled Alphonse from his moment of stillness and he glanced down to see Ed weakly placing his hand against the chest plate of the armor. Edward seemed to be having a difficult time grasping things. He didn't need Al's attention or was even calling for his younger brother. He was unaware of his surroundings and in an effort to better understand where he was, he brought his arm up to feel for what was carrying him. Finally when his fingers ran across the scratched up armor, somewhere in his mind it reminded him of Alphonse.
"Brother, are you hurting?" In the dim light of the streetlamps, Ed squinted up in confusion. The question seemed to bother him as he furrowed his brow. This interaction with his older brother only made Al more concerned for his well being. Ed's one eye had started to swell pretty badly, limiting his vision. Breathing seemed to take more effort as Ed's entire body heaved upwards with each labored breath. Long strains of hair that were once golden blond were now a dark crimson and seemed to stick unnaturally to his face. He continued to run his hand over the armor as though it comforted him.
"Al...phonse." The corners of his bloodied mouth slightly lifted as he tried to inhale again. Feeling too tired to keep his arm up, Ed let his hand fall back down and closed his one good eye. He was exhausted but even now what Al thought would be soundless sleep, his brother still seemed to carry a look of worry on his face. Alphonse couldn't stand here any longer and immediately brought his armored hand up to knock on the heavy door.
