Disclaimer: Characters unfortunately © to all the wonderful makers of Fullmetal Alchemist. I only chose to play with the boys.
Author's Notes: Spoilers are finally sneaking their way in here, but still nothing serious. Skyler K. Daemon had mentioned in their review that a chapter from Envy's point of view would be an interesting thing to see. Well, here you go! I am to please. XD Oh, beware the smut.
Namida
- chapter 4 -
Small Victory
It was nothing other than suspicious looks and curious questions that Envy returned to; grinning widely, with a light bounce in that already airy gait. Being the oldest, he had never been overly questioned as to his whereabouts and personal gains – as long as it had no interference with their ultimate goal.
"You're playing with fire." It was Lust that scrutinized him, commenting quietly.
He blinked, almost innocently as it were, meeting her crimson-tainted gaze. "And not even a light burn."
"Yet," she turned to face the window, gazing outside as dusk gradually wrapped around the city.
"Tst," Envy dismissed it with a wave of a hand and a mild shake of his head.
"Make it worthwhile and lead him toward the Philosopher's Stone while you're at it, at least."
Envy chuckled quietly. "You were never this impatient, Lust."
She glimpsed over her bare shoulder to look at him. "And you were never this careless."
He blinked; brows furrowed and a scowl touched his lips. With an incomprehensible mumble, he stalked off, bare feet stomping quietly against the cold floor. So much for the good mood that had lasted him the week: from the first point of seduction to the previous evening's conquest. The thought itself was enough to bring a smirk to his lips as he stalked off.
If there was something he was not, it was careless. Reckless sometimes perhaps, but not careless. Especially not when so much was at risk, not only for himself but the others as well. Although by this point, his desire was not so much to gain the humanity that he had been cheated out of, but to gain the revenge that had only grown more intense within him as time went by. His new little toy did not make matters any better…and yet, something drew him to the vertically challenged alchemist – other than selfish gain. The resemblance between the two was something he had learned to deal with, however. If it had not been for Edward being their only way out of their misery, he would have killed the young alchemist long ago. And now, getting so close, the temptation was there, whispering softly into his ear. To hurt him; to make him feel as much pain as he had felt himself…and yet.
And yet, that pain was something Ed was all too familiar with.
Envy hopped up, perching on the windowsill, looking down from the top floor of the worn building at the streets beneath. Dusk had fallen by then; the moon greeted him with its silvery light. He frowned at the thoughts that dared cut through his mind. Contemplating upon such things was the last thing he needed to be doing at the present moment. He perched there for a few moments, sulking in silently.
Just as he thought of entertaining himself by creating some havoc in the city, the bluish-toned suit of metal a couple of blocks down caught his attention. Eyes narrowed. Curiosity has easily grasped the best of him, but it was something other than curiosity alone that pushed him to leap from the window with a graceful leap. He landed easily on the cold ground as his form easily morphed into just another Central citizen. Envy navigated swiftly through the near-deserted streets. His eyes caught sight of Alphonse's large metallic form, walking away from the military Headquarters, and grinned. The chibi was alone now, then.
It was far too easy to walk into the grounds once he had given himself the proper outfit. Envy wandered down the quiet hall, glimpsing to and fro absently while attempting to play the part as if he knew where he was going. He cursed inwardly, wishing he had just opted to use the window like last time. Thankfully the military was kind enough to post directional signs on the cream-painted walls. Properly informed, he headed up the stairs, whistling quietly to himself.
He paused in front of Fullmetal's door and hesitated before knocking. Grinning deviously to himself, he knocked only after a faint glow hit the doorway. A now white-gloved hand knocked firmly upon the dull brown door.
"What did you forget this time, Al?" He heard Ed's voice filter from inside the room; shuffling footsteps brought him closer. The door was pulled open to reveal a surprised, half-dressed young alchemist, who blinked before finding his voice. "Colonel…"
Years of practice allowed Envy to keep the Colonel's firm expression as he pushed past the open door, inviting himself within the dimly lit room.
"Wha…" Ed began; then glared. "You don't just stroll in here whenever you pleas-"
Envy turned to look at him over a uniform-clad shoulder, which caused Ed to swallow up his words, but the glare remained, however. Interesting. More interesting was the sight before him. Fullmetal was young, but obviously took care of that strong body and it showed. Dark eyes – Roy's eyes – danced over the exposed flesh of Ed's upper body. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. When he glimpsed back at those golden eyes, they were narrowed, brows furrowed but there was a gradually reddening glow upon his cheeks. He watched Ed shift his weight uncomfortably and was unable to contain a small grin.
He sauntered forward, effectively trapping the younger man against the door that was forcefully shut with the added weight.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Shh, Fullmetal…" Envy purred, leaning down so that their lips nearly touched. He could feel the soft gasps of air against his own with each rapid rise and fall of Edward's chest. He ran a finger down his cheek, watching the faint red marks the flint weaved into the fabric of the glove left behind.
Ed squirmed against him, flattening against the door. Cold fingers pressed to his chest, attempting to push him away, but either shock or pleasure kept him from exerting the strength to complete the action. Seeing this as his opportunity, Envy closed in that minimal gap between their lips to claim from him a hungry, dominant kiss.
There was an added thrill with this; a lingering question – did the beanie actually dream of this moment of locking lips with the Colonel? Mustang's reputation was no secret to anyone, and he could see the attraction. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, however, he felt the cold metal of the automail blade press to his throat.
"Envy…" Ed scowled.
His farce had been found. The façade was dropped with a glow that returned him to his pretty self. Envy grinned, winking playfully. Ed, however, did not seem to have enjoyed the joke. My, he looked delish when he was angry… the kiss-swollen lips were an added attraction, he noted. "How did you know?"
The blade retracted into the automail as his arm was lowered. Edward looked away, attempting to hide the flustered look the simple question had caused. Envy followed, glimpsing over his shoulder.
"Well?"
Fullmetal twitched. "You shouldn't be here," he told him through gritted teeth.
"I'm hurt, chibi-san"
"I told you not to call me that!" he growled, whirling around with a well aimed punch that was far too easily dodged. Envy quickly side stepped, grabbing his right arm which was promptly twisted behind his back. Ed flinched.
"Now, now, chibi-san" he purred into his ear, nuzzling his neck.
"Lemme go!"
Envy grinned deviously, winding his free hand around the younger man's body. Fingers slowly slid down those toned abs, pausing only as he reached the heavy leather belt as his waist. He felt him tense up. "How did you know it was me and not your beloved Colonel?" he insisted, flicking the buckle undone. Edward released a shaky breath.
"He's not my beloved."
"That still doesn't answer the question…" Fingers released the metal buckle, which caused the leather to part and slide down to the floor with a thud.
"Stop it."
"Tell me, then…" fingers pushed lower still.
"You…" a gasp.
"I…what?" The button was yanked open.
Ed twitched, fighting against the stronger grip that held him pinned. "It was your kiss." He mumbled quickly in a jumble of words. But it was enough to be understood.
Envy blinked…taken back momentarily by the statement. He released the hold on the automail, but not on him. That arm, now free wound around Ed's bare abdomen, trapping him there as the zipper of the black pants was smoothly undone. He felt him shudder lightly against his body, felt the whisking of silky hairs against his shoulder as Ed leaned it back, eyes shut, parted lips releasing soft breaths. It had always amazed him just how utterly responsive he was.
Slow steps were taken forward. He turned Ed around and slammed him against the desk. Books fell off the edge. The candle wavered, but held. He was thoughtful to move it for safety purposes before advancing on Ed once more. Those heavy boots were tugged from his feet, followed by the surprisingly soft leather of his pants. Black-painted nails slid up his left thigh, knowing just how sensitive the flesh that touched the cold metal was. As expected, Ed shuddered, fingers tightening over the edge of the wooden desk. Envy leaned forward, graceful body leaning over Ed's smaller one. He claimed those lips once more, grasping his chin between two fingers, even though he was offered no resistance. If anything, Ed had become more willing than he would have ever imagined. He would probably angst about it later, but for now it was a small victory.
He felt the legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer and out of balance. An arm was held out, palm slamming to the wall in order to keep himself stable and not bring them both down. Ed whimpered against his lips, tugging desperately at the mid-drift that stood in his way. The kiss was broken, the shirt removed and tossed carelessly aside. Envy shuddered at the feel of those wandering fingers and lips that brushed over newly bared flesh of his neck.
"No…" Edward whispered with a soft gasp of air into his ear. "…the bed…"
Envy blinked, but said nothing. The young alchemist was easily scooped in his arms and carried the couple of meters distance toward the single bed, promptly setting him down upon the haphazardly tossed sheets. Fingers grasped at him almost immediately; one hand winding around his neck, the other pulling the headband from his forehead only to toss it aside. Long strands fell into his gaze as a result. He shook his head in attempt to push them from his eyes with little avail. Ed did not seem to want to wait, however and pulled him down forcefully.
Someone was eager.
"Don't you dare…" Fullmetal gasped, glaring at him. Envy flashed him a puzzled look, and then realized what he had done: instinctively activated whatever power enabled him to change form in order to rid himself of the remaining clothes that were still attached to his body. The chibi had felt it, seen the faint glow it always casts, no doubt, and did not like it; did not like the reminder of what and who he was. Of what was happening, despite the passion and fervor.
His body shifted as Ed tugged at the remaining two articles to his satisfaction. Trivial details did not matter now, after all. The poor excuse for a skort was kicked aside and thus forgotten for the time being. Edward went through the trouble of tugging his gloves from his hands, while those lustful golden eyes watched him, lips dancing over his digits, tongue snaking out to tease and taunt with things left unsaid but easily pictured.
Envy grit his teeth, head bowing as he wandered southward, leaving a trail of angry little bites down his chest, to which single one Ed had whimpered pleasantly at, wrapping his fingers into the sheets beneath them. He not only whimpered but cried out shortly as proper attention was paid to this throbbing arousal with a flick of that expert tongue.
"Shh-" Envy warned him before giving him one last taunting lick and sliding back up the length of his body. With Edward perfectly at his mercy, he grinned. Perhaps due to the fact that he was simply in a good mood, he held off on his own need to take the extra couple of minutes to prepare the frantically twitching young alchemist. It had been worth the wait, he noted as he gasped harshly over the blonde's shivering body, seated deeply within that burning heat.
It was not before long that beads of sweat dampened the back of his neck, caught the long strands that became stuck to his upper back. However, it was over far too quickly with the strangled cry that escaped his lover's throat. That lack of control was enough to topple him over the edge. White exploded behind those violet eyes, senses numbing pleasantly for a few moments as he sunk down against Ed's body, feeling the hot evidence of their deviance against his skin. How pleasant, he thought dryly. Normally he would have been more concerned to gain those sharp senses quickly, but the haze was too pleasant to deny himself that feeling now. Besides, Fullmetal was not going anywhere just yet.
Or at least he had thought before that metal hand pushed gently at him. Grumbling incoherently, Envy rolled off to lie beside him, body lethargic.
Moments passed in silence. The feeling of afterglow wore off, much to his disappointment. Edward had still not said a word, nor moved from his position, other than to tug a sheet over himself, finding his modesty after all. He had begun to think that the time to be kicked out the door was coming, when golden eyes were turned on him.
Envy blinked, watching him curiously from behind the loose strands that fell messily into his face without the help of the headband to keep them away.
"Your eyes…"
Another blink. A dark, slender brow was raised. He watched as metal fingers reached out, pulling those strands from his face.
"The pupils…they're slitted, why?"
He had expected anything, but certainly not this. The mattress shifted beneath him as he sat up, feeling cold metal trail down his back as a result. "Don't ask stupid questions, it doesn't suit you."
"What…I-"
Envy glanced at him over his shoulder, which drove whatever statement from his bruised lips.
"Oh…" was the only thing out of those kissable lips. Ed looked aside with a frown.
The mattress shifted again as Envy rose. But before he was able to get far enough to gather his discarded clothes, hands closed around his wrist, holding him in place. He paused, glimpsing down once more, though the previous harshness had melted away to slight curiosity.
"I'm sorry…"
"I don't need your sympathy!" He hissed.
Ed's frown only deepened; his head bowed.
What was this? What was this attempt to actually comfort him? He had been the one so intent on forgetting who he was to now offers him pity. He wanted to hate him at that moment, but found it impossible as eyes caught sight of his smaller body, rising unsurely, no doubt due to the pain he still suffered. He watched how those strands of blonde that had come loose from a very messy braid sprawled against his back. The look in those eyes, partly glazed with the pleasure just experienced but also sincere in his words.
Envy opened his mouth to speak but paused, eyes diverting toward the door.
"What is it?"
He touched a finger to the younger man's lips, silencing him. After a moment, he chuckled quietly. "Your brother's coming…"
Ed's eyes could not have gotten wider. Seemingly he'd forgotten all about his younger sibling during this time.
Clothes were gathered, but he had not bothered to slip them on, as he merely modified his form accordingly. He padded toward the window. "I suggest you get dressed…" was all he said before hoping up, perching on the window sill for a brief moment to see Ed snatch his clothes off the floor, only to dive back under the covers and pretend to be asleep. Just as the door was pushed open, he jumped down, disappearing from sight.
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Phew. Envy's POV is much harder to write than Ed's for some reason. But the thoughts that go through his mind at times are simply priceless. XD Hopefully I did him justice. Had fun writing it, at least. Will have to consider repeating the experience later on.
