Ed had Roy pinned to the wall, auto mail hand wrapped around his superior's wrists to keep him from fighting back. Rage boiled through the younger man, making him see red. The pressure had been building for too long, and now it was going to explode. "You bastard!" he seethed, raising his flesh and blood hand and striking Roy across the face.
The dark man's lower lip split open, blood dribbling down his chin.
The Flame Alchemist jerked forward, his dark eyes narrow and his expression inscrutable, and caught Fullmetal's mouth roughly with his own. Blood filled Ed's mouth as Roy's tongue demanded entrance. It was coppery and harsh, with an undertone of sweet. Roy had been eating chocolate only a few minutes before.
This, Ed decided, was the taste of lust and rage. Blood and chocolate.