Author's Note: Yes, this is the end of Show Me Love, sorry loves. But it would only turn out bad if I continued it. I might write a sequel though, I'm not entirely sure yet. I really hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. Thank you all for having patient in me, reading me and reviewing me. I love you all. Thank you for your time, and please do enjoy this last chapter.
Chapter Eleven: Unbreakable
It had all been the doctor's fault. Obviously he disliked Mustang, because of his position in the military. The idiot had told the rest of the crew it was too late and that Roy was doomed, but really, he wasn't doomed at all. Envy had stabbed him one time, and it was because of the lack of blood Mustang seemed so bad. The wound inside of his stomach wasn't big, and it was healing.
Edward wasn't sure where to put his feet. He wasn't sure if he should cry or not. Roy was alive and it was a fucking miracle. Without another operation even. The wound inside his stomach was almost healed, and it had done it all by itself. Abigail said it would be times that it hurt, but he was fine and not in danger.
He only had to stop by the hospital once in a while so Abigail could see if his wound was healing well, and take some antibiotics so it didn't get infected.
Finally, after being at the hospital for five days, he was free to leave.
"I'm so glad you're okay," Edward said and grinned at Roy. They were still alone in the room, and all Ed wanted to do was rip Roy's clothing off, and let Mustang fuck him senseless. But he expected at least Riza and Al would be here any minute so he resisted the urge.
Roy hugged Ed. "Yeah, me too," he sighed against blonde hair. Still not quite sure what to think of it all. To him it all seemed like some absurd dream, that this really hadn't happened at all, and that he was about to wake up soon. But it hit him that you don't feel pain when you're dreaming and right now his stomach was aching.
Roy hummed a sweet sound into Ed's ear. "Why do you always have to be so damn romantic?" Ed asked. Mustang kissed Ed sweetly on the lips, then turned the other one's head up to meet his black eyes.
"I'm just trying to soften you up a bit before I ask you to marry me and give you the honour to be the mother of my chil…" he joked but was cut off as Ed punched his pretty face, luckily with the human hand. He got a cut on his lip, but didn't mind. Ed was so red in his face Mustang was afraid he didn't have any blood left in the rest of his body. Edward Elric was very mad and it wasn't hard to tell.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLIN' A WOMAN BECAUSE HE HAS LONG HAIR AND BECAUSE HIS DICK ISN'T THE SAME SIZE AS YOURS!"
Roy rolled his eyes, laughed lowly then said, "Love you too, Edward." Before Ed got the chance to punch his face again, the door opened and a familiar tall blonde strolled inside, followed by Breda, Falman and Fuery.
"Hey Boss," Havoc said, walking closer. "If I knew you were here, I would've visited you earlier."
"Me too, General Mustang, sir," Cain added, while he looked down at the floor, slightly blushing at the sight of FullMetal and General Mustang so close to each other. All four of them (plus Al, Riza and Abigail) knew now. But it was better that way, now they could be a bit more open about it. Or at least that's what Hawkeye though when she called the office.
"And by the way, Lieutenant Colonel Havoc, don't be scared if you catch FullMetal and the General doing something that they usually wouldn't do."
Havoc had assumed it were something between them. He had never seen them kissing or hugging, but once he had to stay a little late because Breda was sick. And that night, something weird happened.
Ed had yelled. Really high.
"Are you ready to receive your punishment, FullMetal?" The General had said, and then, they went quiet. The only thing he heard before he left two minutes later was something being unzipped, but that could've been anything. So he had only shrugged and left.
He knew now what they had done, but didn't really mind. He'd seen his share of things like that. It happened all the time in the field.
"Don't worry about that," Mustang said, gracing them with one of his friendly smiles.
"Oh, forgive me, General, sir," Fuery said. "I almost forgot to tell. Hawkeye wants to see us all, down in the cafeteria. I think it's some kind of celebration that you're okay, sir." Mustang smiled, then pushed Edward forward. "I have to clean myself up a bit, you all go and I'll be right there," Roy said. Ed gave his lover a look, as if asking him if he wanted him to stay. But Roy shook his head.
"Something you want, Lieutenant Colonel?" Roy asked, when all the others had disappeared through the door except for one man. The younger man walked towards his superior officer, putting his hands down in his pockets as he did so. Mustang turned around.
"Nothing in particular," he admitted. "Just wondering… How the hell did you of all people end up with Ed? I mean, it's Ed. You two like hated each other."
"An innocent kiss turns into a lot of things, Jean."
"Oh really now?" Havoc said, closing the space between them. Leaning down, capturing those delicious lips, making them his. He felt Roy go stiff under him, his hands on the taller man's chest, determined to push him away. Jean let go. Smiling down at Roy's shocked features. "Sorry, Boss, but when you say things like that… I couldn't resist the urge," Jean laughed lowly. "But listen, you were lucky when you and Ed kissed. He's a great man, and you deserve him."
"Thank you, Jean. It means a lot," Roy said and patted Havoc's shoulder.
"We should really go."
"Yeah. But I still have to clean my face. You go, I'll be right there."
"Okay," Jean said, his feet making their way to the door.
"And Jean," Roy called from the sink and waited for the younger man to turn his head around. And when he did, he said, "Thanks for the kiss."
Havoc smiled and saluted. "Sure thing, Chief."
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It had been a nice dinner at some fancy restaurant. Not at the hospital as he had feared. Himself, Hawkeye, Edward, Alphonse, Havoc, Breda, Fuery and even Falman. Falman went home early, so did Fuery. Havoc and Breda offered Roy and Ed to join them at the bar, but they said no. Later, Riza said she could drive Al to the dorms, and only Roy and Ed was left.
This love is unbreakable.
"Are you aware of the fact that, about five days ago, you were at that crappy cabin, almost bleeding to death?" Ed said to the man across the table. "And now you're here, getting drunk on expensive cognac, listening to some woman sing love songs on that stage," he said and pointed at her. "Are you aware of the fact that this is the same restaurant we went to that night we made love for the first time?"
It's unmistakable.
Roy laughed hard. "And you're calling me romantic?" If Ed hadn't gotten so drunk on the alcohol he'd been served all night, he probably would've given Roy a pretty speech about being romantic. "Yeah, yeah," he replied. "Let's go home."
And each time I look in your eyes, I know why.
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Edward was pushed down on the bed. Roy leaned in to kiss the pale neck. But he didn't do it. Instead he found himself licking the boy's delicious throat, his tongue tasting the youth's salty skin. He continued his journey up Ed's jaw line, then nipped at his earlobe with his front teeth. Soon Edward's steady breath turned into small moans. Mustang smiled to himself. It felt like an eternity since he had done this last time.
The General began to focus on the body beneath him again, placing small kisses on Ed's temple. His hands found the boy's bare chest, and he let his hands caress the soft and warm skin he found there. One of his hands went up to the younger male's mouth. He stuck his fingers inside the boy's mouth, and almost moaned when Ed's eager tongue began to roll around his fingers.
Ed began to grind his hips against Roy's, and he could hear a moan escape from the older man's throat. As the grinding continued, Ed started to work on his lover's shirt. Roy withdrew his fingers, and placed his lips willingly on Ed's, tasting every inch of that familiar mouth. Roy was so lost in the kiss, he didn't notice that Ed removed his shirt and tossed it on the floor.
"Get my pants off already," Ed panted, as he stared to unfasten his lover's belt.
"Getting impatient, love?" Roy groaned when Ed rubbed his palm against his clothed length (not on purpose) as he worked on Roy's belt buckle. The younger only smirked, kissed him, and unzipped his pants.
It wasn't to Ed's disappointment when Roy's hands went between their bodies and unbuckled his belt, and got his pants and boxers off. Painfully erected, Ed tried to get rid of Roy's pants and boxers, but because he was so impatient, Roy had to do it himself.
"Sorry," Ed mumbled, slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry for what," Roy said as he took off his pants.
"I'm sorry that I always get so impatient during sex… I mean. I can't even get your damned pants off!" Roy wanted to laugh, but that would only get Ed in a pissy mood. And he didn't want that. Not when his cock screamed at him, and told him to get inside that impatient teenager already.
"Edward, I like you the way you are during sex, okay? Whether you get my pants off or not," Roy chuckled as he removed the last piece of clothing left on his body, and got back on top of his much younger lover.
Ed's hands found Roy's ass, and pressed their bodies together. Their naked arousals met sensually and it made Roy moan loudly. Roy's hand found the bottle of lube that he'd placed on the bedside table, and nipped it open with his teeth. He sipped two fingers into the oil then, before his hand went down between their bodies and settled on Ed's entrance.
His index and middle finger went smoothly inside, and it didn't take long before he could add a third and last finger. Ed's body had gotten used to this by now.
"Mm… Fucking missed this," Ed moaned as Roy's fingers went in and out of his body.
"Missed? Ed, it's been three days since we made love last time."
"I know, but that was at the hospital. And I couldn't be loud. I like your bed better. And your couch, your counter and your hallway."
"What about my kitchen table?" Mustang said and continued to finger his boyfriend.
"I - AH! - like that too…" Ed cried out loud. "Are you going to use your fingers all day?" Ed smirked at Roy and reached for the bottle of lube. Pushed Roy down at the bed, got on his knees, his hands on Roy's hips so the man couldn't buck. He darted his tongue out and slowly liked the pre-cum off of Roy's cock. Then he covered his palm with cooking oil and slicked Mustang's member.
When that was done, he laid down and waited for Roy to join him. The older alchemist followed, pressed his wet lips against Edward's and forced his tongue inside the other male's mouth.
"Get it in already, or it'll be a very short ride for the Mustang," Ed smirked at his lover. Mustang laughed and did as his lover wanted him to do. He pressed his painfully erected cock inside of Edward, groaning in pleasure as he did so.
"Mm, yeah… Like that, baby…" Ed moaned and seized his arms around Mustang's back. Roy claimed Ed's lips when he waited for the boy to adjust, playing with the tongue that belonged to the man he loved. It didn't take long before Ed rocked his hips against Roy's length, and Roy knew that it was a sign.
The older man started to move, his groin moving slowly in and out of Edward. "Faster, Roy… Harder…" Ed pleaded.
"I don't want to… fuck you. I want… to make love with you," Roy insisted, still keeping his slow rhythm.
"But you are making love to me, Roy. We are to people who… uh, love each other, so when we have sex we're making love. Regardless if it's fast or slow…" Ed said. "Please Roy, faster. Then I'll allow you to be really cheesy in the afterglow…" That was all Roy needed to hear.
He fasten up his speed, banging Edward into the sheets. Both moaning loudly, Roy swearing to the gods above that if he was still alive after this, he'd become religious.
"Keep this up, Roy. And I'll fucking marry you and have your goddamned children. AH!"
"It can be arranged," Roy moaned. Ed found Roy's ass again, squeezing it tenderly.
"Mm… God, I love your ass, Roy," he announced, still caressing his General's butt. Roy chuckled, bent his head down and melted his lips with Edward's. Tasting the love Ed had to offer. "Roy… I'm going to…" was all Ed got to say before he covered his own and Roy's chest in semen. Some of it even reached his chin.
Roy felt Ed tighten around him, and he came too, spilling out inside of Edward. He fell on top of him, which made the smaller alchemist groan. He laid there until he gained his breath again and pulled out his softening cock.
"Don't really feel like that I've been dying," Roy said when he had laid himself down beside Ed and pulled the teen close. "It all feels like a bad dream, you know?"
"Yeah, I know," Ed replied and kissed Roy's chest. "But you're okay now, and that's the only thing that really matters."
"It is…" said Roy and nuzzled blonde hair. "Who else would bang you into the sheets if I'm not around?" he joked, silently hoping Ed wouldn't punch his face for that comment. The only thing he got in reply was a heavy sigh.
"I'm tired," Ed said and pulled Roy down for a lazy kiss.
"Already? But I haven't had the chance to be cheesy with you yet," Roy half whined.
"Don't worry about that, Roy. We have eternity…" Ed said, snuggling Roy as he did so. Roy kissed him then, deep and lovingly, hands caressing his young boyfriend's back.
"I knew I asked you to show me love for a reason," he whispered to Edward, his lips barely touching Ed's ear. Then his lover smiled and turned his face a bit.
"I love you, Roy," he said against Roy's lips.
"I love you, too, princess," Roy replied and kissed his one and only.
And now I've got nowhere left to hide. It looks like love has finally found me.
The End.