"Come on Ed," Roy said, rubbing at the blond's shoulders in a soothing manner.
Ed just stared at the object in front of him. He was sitting at Roy's kitchen table, glaring at the item sitting on the table.
"It won't kill you," Roy explained.
Edward turned around and looked at Roy. The man obviously didn't understand, Ed thought with a glare on his face.
Roy let his fingers trace Ed's jawbone "For me?" Roy asked, gently.
Ed's eyes narrowed. "No," he said, before turning his face away and crossed his arms. He was tempted to knock down the glass, but had a feeling it wouldn't be well received.
"Edward It won't hurt you," Roy said.
Ed looked at him with a look that clearly said I don't believe you.
Roy sighed, "don't make me force you to drink it."
Ed glared at the taller man as Roy tried to coax the blond to drink the substance in the glass.
So far, all he had manage was having Ed glare at him for all his efforts. Even when Roy had drank some and then tried to coax Edward with a kiss but the blond flat out refused.
That surprised Roy a bit, since it wasn't like Edward to turn away from one of Roy's kisses.
Of course milk would be the only thing that would make him not want to be kissed by Roy.
