Warning,: This is mature. If you are not mature, then don't continue, there will be a lemon later in the story. there are bad things that are going to happen. beware of Gender bending.

Disclaimer: Do I look like I own Ed? If I did, he'd be be halfway across the world by now...

BTW: The next few chapters will be Ed. I can't do this kinda lemony stuff in big stints...just... no...I'll Get back to Winry when it's all over for Ed, and he calls her.Okay? Oh, And Roy has no idea that Ed is in Winry's body. Sorry for any confusion there.

ED HATES ROY (in this). Just in case that wasn't clear. He was feeling some pleasure from the physical stimulation. NOT HIS FAULT. Ed loves Winry in this one.

Ed's point of view

Tried is an operative word.

Edward tried not to whimper as Mustang pulled out, making a dull ache in his "new" nether regions throb. And as he did with all the other things he tried to do, he failed miserably. At least when the bastard did that, he relieved the pressure from Edward's fragile arms. Ed lay there for a few moments, trembling and crying silently into the pillow. When he finally regained enough composure, felt the lukewarm liquids running down his thighs, he spat out shakily. "I hate you." It wasn't yelling like earlier, had a more resigned tone to it, just as serious, if not more so, but this voice was older, beaten, broken.

Roy reached down and began to untie the hands that were quivering ever so slightly, from fear, rage and humiliation. As he did so, he bent to give Ed's cheek yet another crude like. "I hate you to hon, don't worry about it." As he finished with the ropes, He gave the blond girl a not-so-playful slap on the ass.

Where Ed earlier would have completely lost it and screamed at Mustang for his perversions, he now just muttered "I don't know why I don't just report you." under his breath, but not so low that the Bastard couldn't hear it.

Roy threw back his head and barked out laughter as Edward covered himself with sheets. Roy had managed to locate his boxers while Ed was crying into the pillow, and had put them on accordingly. "Contact the authorities? Are you honestly that stupid Miss Rockbell? I AM Authority in Amestris. I'm only a few steps below King Bradly himself! And Trust me, he wouldn't give a damn. Not that it would reach him. I have ears all throughout Central. If any thing is reported even remotely similar to what's happening here..I'm sure it would get classified as repeated rape, even though God knows I'm paying more than that, but oh well, my point is that I hear about it, I assign myself to the case, and if it's you..." Roy mimed snapping his fingers, "Boom."

Edward shuddered. "No..." he whispered.

Roy ruffled the long hair. "Then don't do anything stupid."

"I won't Ti-San. I promise."

Roy pinched the blond's cheek, grinning and searching the room with his eyes for his pants. "Good little girl."

Edward bristled, but bit his tongue. Hard. "Your pants are behind you Mustang." He said instead of the rant he was too exhausted to yell.

Roy eyed the breathing sex object suspiciously."You expect me to turn my back? Get them for me. And be snappy about it." The Colonel looked pointedly at is watch, which had stayed on during the entire encounter, as had his gloves.

Slightly annoyed, but smart enough not to show it, Ed asked curtly "What's your hurry Ti-San?" In his mind, he was asking if there were anymore little girls he had to rape tonight, but he was wise enough to keep is mouth shut on that note.

"It is 11:45, and I do need to get to Riza's shortly after twelve, and since I do not trust my car being parked in this area, I do have to walk. So yes, there is somewhere I need to be. I need to go and lay down next to that sweet little virgin that I can't touch, until she wears that damn expensive white dress and walks down a religious hallway."
he yawned "She loves me, you know." he said offhand.

As Edward wrapped the sheets around Winry's body and went to go get the trousers, he let out a lightly barbed remark "I can't see why." He instantly regretted it, covering his head with his hands. When he tentatively lifted them, he saw Roy smiling thoughtfully while stroking his chin with his free hand, the other still poised to snap.

"I can't either." Roy finally decided, shrugging. "She must see something in me that no one else can."

"Or something that isn't there." Ed shot back, handing Roy his pants and moving towards the shirt he spotted in the corner.

Roy nodded his head in agreement. "That makes sense too."

"So you're actually going to marry her?" the words sounded wrong on his tongue. Roy and Marriage? Hardly likely.

Roy guffawed and took his shirt. "No! Well, yes." He snickered and lowered his voice, shrugging into the shirt while Ed fetched his military overcoat. "We're going to elope." he explained, "and I have a mind to 'keep the paper's safe'...bonfire style. I'll get a week or two of her in bed with me, and then start publicly dating again. Of course, she can't let anyone know in the military that we were ever anything more than co workers, so she can't say anything to me, nor can she really report it. Nothing she can do." He sighed contentedly, putting an arm into his jacket. "I'm a genius."

"Ti-San, if you don't mind my asking, How on Earth do you get away with being here until midnight? Doesn't she suspect?" Edward was genuinely curious.

Roy tapped Ed on the nose playfully, then consulted his watch. "That's my dirty little secret, and I've got to go now toots. See ya Monday." He tossed a wad of bills held together with a money clip onto the bed.

"Oh...Bye Ti-San..." Edward must have shown some outward relief at his superior's departure, for suddenly Roy turned around and pinned Edward against the wall, jarring his petite frame.

"Don't forget me, okay?" he winked, licking Edward cheek crudely for a third time, and peeling away the sheet to take a quick look at the body he was leaving behind. He roughly ran his ever gloved hand down the svelt form, making Edward wince, and then crushed him to his chest, in a bear hug that was none to innocent. "Bye bye toots, I'm almost running late now." He said as he let go suddenly, letting Edward drop to the floor.

Edward stared blankly at the door long after it had closed, clutching the sheet to his collar bone for dear life. After a few minutes of this eerie stillness and silence, he stood shakily, making his way to the kitchen. He had to call Winry.