Chapter Eleven

Mustang groaned and opened his eyes, the pain in his head was a dull roar and tried getting up. With a grunt he realized he was tied down onto a bed, in a dark warehouse and a smiling Ed looking at him.

"Oh I see you're awake." Ed said, cocking his head to the side.

"What's the meaning of this!?" Mustang seethed. 'This isn't good, no not good at all.' He thought and the other man walked towards the bed, his hips swaying hypnotically. "What are you doing?" He asked, now nervous.

"Nothing, just seeing how you're doing." Ed explained, sitting next to him and examined his face and head. "Hmm. Nothing seems to be bleeding. Oh well, I'll just have to cut you next time."

"Sorry to have disappointed you oh majesty!" Mustang spated, the nervousness now gone and anger was replaced.

"Don't mock me or I'll have to rip your tongue out." Ed said casually and Mustang went quiet. "Good, it seems that even the high and mighty Mustang will take commands." Ed smiled and Mustang looked away.

"Ah is the Brigadier General pouting?" Ed taunted and received a glare.

"Let me go Fullmetal." Mustang commanded and Ed sighed.

"Back to that are we? I'm not letting you go because I haven't had my fun with you." Ed said sweetly and Mustang's eyebrows furrowed.

"What are you talking about?" Mustang asked.

"Come come now. I know how you've been looking at me since I came back to Amestris." Ed said seductively and Mustang felt as if his senses were beginning to cloud over.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Mustang slurred, the fog in his mind making it hard for him to concentrate on anything but the man beside him.

"I'm talking about the leers, the lusty glances and how you pleasure yourself at your house and call my name at the point of climax." Ed said, his voice almost purring.

"Ed?" Mustang questioned, shaking his head to clear his head, trying to fight what was happening.

"Don't fight what you've wanted for years." Ed said and traced the older mans jaw.

Mustang felt his body starting to respond and tried to struggle, even thought it was hard to fight with the soothing voice of Ed's.

"I never thought of you in that way Edward, you're thinking is warped right now." Mustang said and prided himself for gaining some control of his mind and body.

"Hmm. You're definitely stronger than I thought, I had Russell climbing in my bed in a mere hour." Ed said and Mustang flinched, contradicting what he just said and Ed smiled.

"Oh, you're jealous. I thought you didn't think of me 'in that way'?" Ed chided and Mustang's face turned pink.

"Shut up and leave me alone." he said. Ed pouted and ran his hand down the other mans body. "Stop it!" Mustang growled.

"But you appear to like it so much, I mean you're already hard." Ed said and grabbed the bulge in Mustang's pants harshly.

"No-o." Mustang bit back a moan and felt the hand rubbing him fast through the fabric.

"Oh your mouth says no no, but your body says fuck me hard and fast." Ed chuckled and continued until Mustang yelped as he came in his pants.

"Damn it!" Mustang swore as his fluids filled his boxers, leaving a wet stain on the blue trousers as well.

"Don't fight it." Ed cooed and licked the others reddened cheek.

"Don't Edward, please…" Mustang begged, actually begged and Ed stopped.

"Fine, you've had enough for today." With that Edward got up and left the dark building. Mustang felt the remaining fog leave his brain and groaned again.

'Edward.'

TBC