ABSENCE OF FEAR

Chapter 11

"I haven't been able to move on my own for days. You know it's really annoying to get carried around everywhere." Ed groaned, slumping over from his seat on the couch. "Why can't we just do it now and get it over with?" Winry turned her head to him, a look of annoyance on her face.

"Oh, I don't know Ed...how about because we're all eating?!" She yelled, shoving a spoonful of food in her mouth and chewing angrily. Ed blinked then scowled, leaning back on the couch and closing his eyes.

"Still..." He mumbled, cracking his eyes open to glance at the Colonel. The fact he had to get carried everywhere, making him feel helpless, wasn't the only reason Ed wanted his automail fixed as soon as possible. The man who was currently returning his gaze from the corner of his eye was his main reason for bugging Winry to fix his automail; and quite frankly, Roy was anxious for Ed to get his missing limbs back as well. The thoughts let alone of what he wanted to do to the boy was enough to turn him on. Although, he was still recovering and it made his ideas difficult to pull off. Little did he know, Ed had his own plans brewing in his head. Ed smirked and closed his eyes again, breaking their eye contact.

"Ed, why don't you make use of yourself and go see where Al and Oliver went off too." Roy said, not looking over at him as he continued to eat. "Grab Olivers crutch, I'm sure you can handle yourself." Ed glared at the back of Roys head, his ideas of what they were going to do when he got his automail back completely shattered. He shifted and grabbed Olivers crutch forcefully and hoisted himself up.

"Bastard..." He mumbled as he hobbled away to find his brother and the orange haired little brat he hated so much. He made his way through the house, not being able to find them, until he heard a giggle from outside. He sighed and went to the door.

"Al s-stop!!!" The howled laughter came. Ed stopped, backing his hand away from the knob and peering out the crack of the door. Al was on the ground kneeling over Oliver and tickling him all over the place. The boy was screaming with laughter and squirming all over the place. The harder Oliver laughed, the more Al laughed as well. Ed gave a small smile at the sound of such pure laughter, especially from his brother. He seemed so happy, and that made Ed over joyed.

"Al!!! Stop! I-I cant b-breath!!" Oliver laughed and pushed at Al, but was easily overpowered by him. After a few seconds more, Al stopped his torture, laughing hysterically as well. He flipped over next to Oliver, laying on the grass with a loud clank. Olivers laughter began to subside, and his sighed happily. He sat up abruptly and nearly jumped up on top of Als stomach, with much difficulty. Al leaned up a little, looking at him. Oliver sat on top of him and scooted up, careful not to slip off of him. He placed his hands on Als chest plate, then leaned over some more, smiling brightly. Al made a small noise of confusion.

"Ginger...?" He questioned. Oliver laughed a little and leaned down, pressing his lips to the metal below him. Al wasn't able to feel it, but he wished that he could. Oliver moved up further until he could lean down enough to place a kiss where Als lips would have been if he wasn't in the armor.

"I can't wait to do that when you get your body back..." Oliver said, his eyes closed and his lips still pressed against metal as he spoke. "You have no idea..." Al sighed contently, his arms coming up to lightly go around the small figure.

"Me too..." Al answered, earning another small laugh from the orange haired boy. Oliver continued placing small kisses on the suit of armor, knowing Al couldn't feel it, but wanting to make sure he knew how much he really liked him. "I love you..." Olivers smile returned ten fold.

"I love you more..." He giggled, a little shyness in his tone.

Ed stared at the two, wide eyed. There was no way...How... Ed shook his head, blinking. That explained it, that explained everything. How they always spent time together, how they were always up so late talking, how they seemed to get along so well...too well. But how? When? ....How? Ed looked at the ground, trying to reason through it in his head. Then, the only logical answer came up. Ask Al. But what was he suppoesd to say? That he was spying on the two? That he saw their little confession? No, Al would be mad. He would have to ease it out of him. Trick him into telling him. He would tell Ed...Al wouldn't keep something like that from him. He would have to tell him when he was ready. Ed exhaled, knowing he couldnt just open the door without warning. He grabbed the handle roughly and shook it a little as enough of a warning then opened the door. they both squeaked in surprise, Oliver nearly falling off of Al as he sat up. After landing roughly on Als leg, Oliver gave Ed a look that told of impending death upon the blonde.

"B-Brother!" Al gasped, obviously not at all expecting Ed to have opened the door. "I...We were...just coming inside!" He fumbled. Oliver ducked a little as if he was getting ready to leap up and kill Ed.

"Do you have to come and bother us?!" He spat, venom lacing his every word. How in the world had that cute innocent looking boy Ed had just seen turn into the demonic creature? Ed glared.

"No. Roy told me to come get you guys, so I-"

"PLEASE! Spare me the story!" Oliver said over dramatically, throwing his hands in the air. "We'd both be better off that way!" Al surpressed a laugh, only deepening Eds anger.

"I really don't like you..." Ed said through grit teeth. Oliver bared his own teeth at him.

"I really don't like you more..." Oliver responded, just as angry. Ed screamed and turned around.

"Just come the hell inside!" He yelled, slamming the door shut behind him.

2 DAYS LATER

A soft knock on the door caught the alchemists attention. Ed opened his eyes from his place on the bed where he was resting and turned his head to the door.

"Who is it?" He asked, not really in the mood to talk to anyone. He was tired.

"Who else?" Roys voice answered. "Can I come in?" Ed smiled. He didn't want to see anyone right now, but Roy was the exception.

"Yeah." He answered, not trying to sound to happy. He rolled over so his back was to Roy. He just listened. Roy opened the door and walked in. He heard the door shut behind him then the uneven sounds of walking. Ed felt his heartbeat pick up pace for no other reason then the fact that Roy was in the room with him. The bed moved a little as Roy sat down behind him. Ed bit his lip, the silence killing him. He wanted to turn and look at the older man, but something held him back from moving. Roy shifted, then Ed felt a hand on his shoulder.

"How are you doing?" He asked and gently pulled on his shoulder, urging him to turn towards him. Ed obeyed and rolled over. He half sat up on his arm.

"Better." He answered simply, not making eye contact with Roy. He could feel the mans eyes on him, only making him more nervous. Roy ran his had down the newly fixed automail arm.

"It looks good as new." He said. Ed visibly swallowed. The urge to kiss him rose, but he held it back. He held a lot of things back though. They hadn't had any time to spend with each other, bu now that they did, Ed was to nervous to even kiss him. What Roy was able to do to him just by his presence was amazing. The silence between them was unnerving but at the same time comforting.

Ed finally built up some sort of courage and reached his hand up. He placed it on Roys and smiled, still not able to look up at him and only keeping his eyes on their hands. Roy lifted his hand out from under Eds and placed in on his cheek, forcing his face to look up. The second eye contact was made, he felt his cheeks heat up. He had no idea why this still happened and it annoyed him.

"Are you sure you're alright? You haven't even looked at or spoken to me all day..." Roy asked. He was looking at him an intense expression, like he was trying to read Eds mind. Ed stared at him, his stomach twisting in knots.

"I'm fine...just tired." He answered, his voice sounding smaller then normal. Roy let his body fall a little more so he was laying the same way Ed was. His ran his hand down Eds cheek, gazing into his eyes. The loving look that glowed in those dark orbs almost scared Ed. He's never seen Roy give anyone that look before, only him; and this was the first time it looked so strong. Ed gulped, his hormones starting to kick in. Roy continued giving him that look, his lips in the sweetest smile Ed's ever seen. It was so incredibly sexy that it was so hard to contiue to even looking at him, but he couldn't tear his gaze away.

"Roy..." He whispered, his hands going up to the mans face. He couldn't stop himself from leaning up and pressing his lips to Colonels, his urges having gotten the better of him. His hands slid back and around Roys neck, slowly moving his body up while doing so. Roy let himself be guided down onto his back. They kissed each other in the way that they hadn't kissed for long. The best part of it all in Roys opinion though, was that Ed was the one doing all the work. Within a few minutes, he was on top of him, kissing him passionately. Roy had his arms draped over the smaller boys waist, kissing him back with the eagerness that Ed showed as well. Roys hands slowly moved to the hem of Eds t-shirt. Ed shivered as the hands touched his bare skin. He broke the kiss, allowing himself some time to breath from it all. He opened his eyes, looking into Roys and panting. A small laugh broke through his heavy breathing.

"S-Sorry..." He panted, his attention half caught by Roys hands who where slowly still lifting up his shirt. Roy smiled genuinely, his hand rubbing up against a nipple. He delighted in the facial expression Ed made.

"Nothing to be sorry about...keep going..." Roy said back, his breath slightly coming in small pants from his own arousal. Ed gulped, wiggling against the small touches Roy was torturing his body with. Roy leaned up and captured Eds mouth in another kiss, encouraging him to continue what he started. Eds hands dragged down the older mans body, then under his shirt. Ed broke away and sat up, allowing Roy to lift his own shirt over his head. It was immediately discarded and forgotten. Ed followed what Roy did and moved his body down, allowing Roy to get his own shirt off and onto the floor, also forgotten. Lips were met again. Roy jumped slightly from the feeling of the cool metal of Eds hand on his bare chest. If it was one thing Ed learned fast, it was how to kiss, and damn was he good at it. He knew exactly how to kiss Roy. He had learned all the spots that he liked the most. God damn prodigy, that was for sure.

Roy slipped his finger past the elastic of Eds boxers. Ed moved away from Roys lips, kissing the corner of his mouth hungrily. Roy kept his eyes closed, melting in the feeling of Ed on top of him and kissing down his neck. Roy pulled down on Eds boxers, signaling to the blonde that he wanted him to take them off. Ed paused lifting his head up. He glanced off to the side then lifted his body, helping Roy take them off. He looked away, the shy part of him rising. Roy couldn't help but smile as he put his hand around Eds neck and pulled him down into another kiss. The feeling of Eds obvious arousal on his stomach turned him on even more then he already was. Ed pulled away from the kiss, again trailing a path of wet kisses and licks down Roys neck and chest. He lingered there, just randomly kissing places on his body. Roy arched upward, trying hard not to moan into the kisses. His hand found Eds erection and wrapped itself around it. Ed gasped, shivering. He moved north again to find Roys lips, pressing his cravingly against them. Roy lazily stroked him, slow up and down motions. Small noises came from the blonde, distracting him enough to stop kissing Roy. He leaned his head on Roys shoulder, kissing his collar bone as he tried to stiffle his small moans. Ed lifted his head, breathing heavier then before and thrusting in rhythm with Roys hand.

"W-wait...stop..." Ed panted out, shifting a little to free himself. "If you keep going I'll....uhh...you know." He said, becoming suddenly embarrassed by what he had almost said. Roy smiled, amused at how shy the blonde still was even in the act.

"That would be the idea, Ed." He responded, running his hand up Eds thigh. Ed shook his head, biting his bottom lip, only making him look even more gorgeous as he sat nude on top of the colonel.

"No No. I mean, You're always making me feel good...I want you to feel good too...so shut up and let me do what I want." He said, his thumb lightly rubbing against Roys exposed nipple. Roy blinked, slightly taken back by the more dominant he could answer, Ed bent back down, placing his mouth on the spot his thumb had just teased. Roy was immediatly sent into a world of bliss. How could he object to such pleasure? Ed moved a little more quickly now, his tongue exploring his stomach, making the muscles jump with every small touch. A smaller hand went to Roys pants, unbuckling his belt. Roy shivered, just watching what Ed was doing in anticipation. He helped the boy get his pants past his the place where the attention was needed. Ed placed a kiss on Roys lower stomach, making his muscles clench. His hand slipped under his boxers, only slightly. That signaled for Roys help again. He pushed down his boxers, allowing Ed full access now. Although, Ed seemed doubtful. He strayed a little longer on his stomach, lightly kissing and nipping his skin. It was almost torture. He glanced at Roys erection, and gulped before looking away. He shifted down, touching it by accident, causing him to jump a little. Roy surpressed the urge to just do it all himself. Ed was staring at it now, almost as if to figure out a way to approach it. Roy sighed.

"If you don't want to you don't have to, you know." He said, catching Eds attention. Ed looked off to the side, exhaling right onto Roys cock, only causing more torture.

"It's not that I don't wan't to...I just..." He started, scrunching up his face and trying to find the right words. Roy propped himself up on his elbows.

"It's alright. Just come here..." He said, lifting his arm and pulling on Ed hand, coaxing him to come back up to where Roy was. Ed shifted, meeting Roys lusted over eyes.

"I'm sorry...are you mad...?" He asked, the fear in his voice more then evident. Roy laughed, shaking his head and running a hand down Eds cheek.

"How can I be mad when I love you so much?" He asked, his voice in a whisper. Eds eyes widened, staring at Roy in disbelief, his blood almost running cold at those words. Roy didn't seem at all fazed by the look Ed was giving him. Instead, he tilted his head, pressing his lips to Eds to cut off any more words that the blonde might come out with. He positioned Eds body above him, their cocks pressed together. He smirked, his hand over their erections, covering as much as his could. Ed was breathing heavy, the view and feeling of their erections pressed together like that made his mind race. He broought his own smaller hand on the area Roy wasnt touching. Then Roy moved, stroking both of their cocks at the same time. They both moaned as quietly as they could. Ed kept his hand half covering Roys so he moved in sync with his strokes. It was so erotic, more then anything the two had done together. Ed moved his hips, trying to get more friction between them. When Ed wanted him to go faster, Roy did. It was almost like they could read each others minds, they knew exactly what the other wanted. It was something that surprised Ed even more. Ed clamped his mouth shut, trying hard not to be too loud. They grinded against each other, harder and faster. Ed closed his eyes, the feeling overwhelming him and warning him of what was about to happen. He felt his musceles tighten. He wasnt able to hold back the moan that ripped its way out of his throat as they spilled their passion and lust between them.

The room was silent now. The cuddling afterward had begun, always Eds favorite part, though he wouldn't admit it. He attempted to pull Roy a little closer. His arm was draped over his stomach and his head rested on his chest. Roy had his arm around the smaller figure. They completed each other like a puzzle. No talking was needed at times like this. Ed yawned, snuggling up to Roy. Roy smiled, pulling the blanket up over them a little more. He waited, holding his blonde close to him. It was final, he loved this boy. He never thought it'd be possible, but he loved him. It had slipped out so naturally before, but he didn't regret it. It wasn't a mistake, and it felt right. Love seemed to be the only word to explain this crazy feeling. He smiled subcociously, running his hand through the blonde messy bangs. He waited until the boys breathing was steady for a few minutes, signalling he was sleeping, before Roy allowed himself to drift into his own sleep.

Winry made her way down the hall, a silver pocketwatch in hand. She made her way to the door and paused, noticing the light was off. She scowled. Probably sleeping, she thought. She carefully turned the knob and opened the door. She froze, her eyes locking on the bed then widening. Ed and Roy where asleep. That usually wouldnt be such a big deal if they had clothes on...and weren't holding each other...and didn't look...so happy like that. She stared in shock and disbelief. A million questions raced through her head all at once. She immediatly left the room, shutting the door behind her. She stared down the hall, still wide eyes in shock.

What in the world...?

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