Each individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings, different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!
White Fire
Rating:R (OMGSEXAGAIN!)
Pairings: HavocxEd
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA.
Spoilers: Noooooone!
Setting: Izumi's house.
Timeline: Yay! More smut!
Havoc purred as cool air touched bare skin. He tugged the tie out of Ed's hair. "Having fun?"
Ed nipped at Havoc's lower lip, shaking his head a bit to loosen his hair from its braided confines to let it spill over his shoulders.
He moved down, lips trailing first the vein in Havoc's neck, then his sternum, then down the middle of his chest and abdomen, leaving light nips and licks as he savored the salty taste of skin.
"You're too addictive, you know that..."
"M'mm..." He arched a bit, enjoying the sensations. His hands twined through silky blond hair.
"Nn... maybe it's because...-" Ed swirled his tongue around Havoc's navel and then dipped in. "-you smoke so much...-" He easily unfastened Havoc's pants, tugging down lightly as he licked along an exposed hipbone. "-that you've started to perspire nicotine... Heh..." One violet and one gold eye looked up from where he was at Jean's face. "That's how addictive you are to me..."
"Nyrgggh..." Havoc suddenly remembered something. Wrenching himself over onto his stomach, he reached down to his suit jacket, fumbling through the pocket. He pulled out a pistol and shoulder holster, tossing them up onto the bedside table.
Nearly forgot... His brain fuzzed out again.
Ed leaned back a bit, still tugging at Havoc's pants. "Neh... Turn back over... and help me with these damn things...!"
Havoc peered over his shoulder, smiling cattishly. "Why should I? This is quite comfortable..."
"Your loss if you don't..." Ed managed to wrench Havoc's pants down despite the fact that the man wouldn't even make it easier. "I've got no problem with not repaying the favor..."
Havoc rolled back over, his eyebrows lifted. "Rather determined tonight, aren't you?" He supported himself on one elbow, circling the other around the young man's neck and pulling him down for a kiss.
"Nnn..." Ed pulled back, hands sliding down Havoc's body, past his hips, taking the cloth with them. "Maybe.."
"Ah..." Havoc arched at the quick, gentle touches. "M'mm... yes..."
His brain had completely fritzed out at that point, the leonine half content to just bask in the sensations.
Edward moved to position himself between Havoc's legs, hands skirting his sides and moving to settle at the small of his back.
At first the licks were tentative, feather light against taut, heated skin. Soon, however, lips joined tongue, and not long after, Ed gave a vivid presentation as to just how addictive Havoc was.
Havoc fell back bonelessly, pure pleasure sparking up his nerves. Breath coming in long, shallow gasps.
Lithe fingers ghosted over whatever he could touch of Ed.
Ed went slowly at first, sucking gently at the tip and then moving down, lightly grazing his teeth against Havoc's skin and moaning, his own desire rising with each tiny sound that he coaxed from the man beneath him. His left hand moved to caress the base, and he chuckled lightly when Havoc jerked his hips, forcing him to swallow further, and he did, quickening his pace.
He pulled up a bit, teasing the tip with his tongue before taking in the full length again, automail hand moving to hold down Havoc's hip to keep him from him from making choking thrusts. Blond hair clung damply to Ed's forehead and the back of his neck, and he started to slow again to a torturous pace, keeping Havoc on the edge.
Havoc gritted his teeth, body demanding satisfaction. But he wouldn't beg for it.
One strong hand knotted into a sheet, the other twining through the young man's cornsilk hair, brushing the strands away from his hip. The cold automail holding him down only increased the sense of pleasurable agony.
He bit his lower lip until it bled, trying to hold back a small, pathetic moan.
Ed's movements slowed to an idle, lazy crawl, before he lifted his head completely, eyes focused on Havoc as his tongue trailed behind, a thin band of saliva trailing even after, and then snapping as he licked his lips.
His right hand moved, as he shifted his position, sliding up next to Havoc to claim a salty kiss, left hand still idly stroking.
Havoc's breathing stopped altogether, his entire body tensing. So close...
A soft moan purred out of his throat.
Edward nuzzled his face into the crook of Havoc's neck, grinning. "Not yet..." he purred against him, strokes lighter and lighter as he purposefully coaxed Havoc away from the edge, so he'd last long enough in what would follow. "This was my torture in the first place... think you're ready to take me now?" The boy grinned, eyes glittering.
"Goddamn... little... gopher..." Havoc growled out, frustrated. "What... nnggh... do you think!"
"I think that I want you lasting long enough to get me off..." Ed idly ran his fingertips up and down hard, wet skin.
Havoc knocked his hand away. "Then get off and strip down, boy."
Typically, Ed would've made a spectacle of stripping, but the suddenly very intense throbbing in his groin made him prefer the short and sweet method. Off as fast as possible, back into Jean's arms, get fucked senseless. Not like he wasn't bordering on senseless already.
"In a bit of a rush?" Havoc said teasingly, positioning Ed just right. He ran a calloused fingertip down the young man's spine. "... can't think why you would be..."
He pressed in, slowly at first, waiting to see Ed's reaction.
Yes. Yes it had most definitely been a while... Perhaps a bit too long, Ed mused, biting his lip to the point of drawing blood at the pain, body instantly tensing against intrusion despite his will to the contrary. Automail and human hands alike gripped the sheets tightly until his knuckles were white, but he gradually adjusted and relaxed, breathing a bit more evenly.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Havoc said, voice a low, pleasant murmur. It was so tight, so warm, and god he wanted to just throw his head back and howl.
Instead, he contented himself with beginning to slowly move back.
"Hhhhnggh... I'll be fine just fuck me already!" Ed hissed over his shoulder, breath slightly ragged.
"Your wish, my command," Havoc said cheerfully.
He moved back in. Hard. And kept at it, moving with a swift and brutal rhythm.
"Nnnnnhhgod!" Ed clenched the sheets tighter, back arching against Havoc's thrusts automatically. Whimpered moans and gasps escaped from his throat each time Havoc thrust just right and hit that spot, white flashing before his eyes as he clenched his eyes shut, fighting hard not to scream at the near constant jolts of white fire that shot up his spine and through his stomach, only fueling the ache and throb in his groin.
Havoc growled low in his throat, instincts taking over. He could feel perspiration sheening over his shoulders and chest, feel the writhing boy beneath him... but it wasn't enough. He wanted to hear the boy cry out again.
He continued, just that much harsher than before.
"Hhh...h...hh-hurts..!" Ed choked out, some primitive portion of his brain still functioning in FEARIZUMI!mode as he fought to keep quiet, squeaks and gasped moans surpassing his efforts. Finally he gave up on trying to hold them in, burying his face in the sheets to muffle the hoarse cries.
Havoc slowed, realizing his cruelty. He paused only briefly to bestow a light kiss on the back of the boy's neck and whisper, "Sorry..."
He picked up again, though gentler than before.
Edward turned his head to the side, whispering a slightly garbled response, before that was cut off by a short wave of little pleasure noises as he arched his back again, pressing back harder against Jean, the pressure eliciting a rather loud moan. Louder than he'd meant to be, but by now his Izumimode was starting to give up on its fight for acknowledgement and implimentation.
"Nnnngh... please... Jean... nnhahh... mooorrrre..."
Havoc willingly complied, moving fractionally harder and faster, His right hand slid down and over a few inches, 'just happening' to brush by the tip.
A pleading moan escaped Ed's throat at that brushing touch, along with a barely choked out whispering breath that carried the word 'yes...' as his body jerked at the sensation.
So close...oh god...not yet...don't make it end yet...
He could feel the heat coursing through his veins, heart pounding in his ears, warmth he only felt in the arms of two men... the only warmth he felt... Edward didn't want it to be over again so soon, but he knew that the peak was near and there was no stopping it.
His lip was caught between sharp teeth, even as his own breath came hard and fast. As hard as it was, Havoc had to let Ed come first.
Ed came first, Ed always came first, it was just the way the world worked... damn enjoyable though...
His hand kept stroking the young man, driving him closer to the edge.
The combination of stroke and thrust finally threw Ed off the edge. He buried his face in the sheets to drown out the majority of the sounds that completely involuntarily offered themselves up, not even waiting for him to answer before scurrying on out in a frantic, drawn out wave muffled into the sheet as white flashes exploded behind his eyelids and waves of pleasure washed over him, entire body going rigid as he found his release.
For those few moments, Edward soared.
Havoc collapsed gracelessly onto the bed, pleasure still singing through him. After a few minutes of a coma-like state, he yawned contentedly, pleasurably sleepy.
He somehow managed to worm his way bonelessly under the coverlet. Curling up in the manner of a kitten, he yawned again.
Ed whimpered slightly as Jean pulled away, muscles moving his body close and wrapping his arms around Jean's waist purely out of the need for physical contact and warmth. He didn't feel like he would've been able to move at all otherwise, exhausted and feeling as if every bone in his body had just decided to melt.
"M'mm.. get your sleep, kiddo. We're waking up early tomorrow morning..." He yawned again, stretching almost painfully, several bones in his body popping and cracking. After that was done, he curled up, snugging the young man close.
"Nnn...'s cold..." Ed pulled up the covers, curling into more of a ball against Havoc.
"Nn... Hey... Jean...?"
Havoc fought off drowsiness. His eyelids felt too heavy. "M'hm?"
Ed's voice was barely above a whisper, the last thing even he registered before drifting off into slumber.
"I love you..."
Havoc laid his head down, pulling the boy closer. "I know..."
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