Totally Screwed Transmutation

Disclaimer: I seriously, SERIOUSLY don't own FMA. Everyone would kill me if I did.

Wow. Hey people guess what. I'm typing this in a car! Fetching my bro back to the army, and since it's a long journey, why not? Haha. Rather do this then get carsick or sleep in the car.

Ok. I admit, to some, this chapter may not be as hot (I rarely read very sexual active books) but to me, it's enough to make me blush like the reddest tomato you've ever seen (remember the incident from before?). So… yar… haha. Here goes.

Chapter 13 Let Me Help You Erase the Pain… Please… Part II

'"Ed…" he brushed the other bang out of her eye. "…Will you… will you let me erase your pain?"'

Edward stopped crying then. She slowly pulled away from her embracer, and looked at him full in the face. Why… was that the look of guilt in his eyes?

Roy reached out once again to mop away the streaks of tears from her cheeks. Just as he looked at her with guilt ((yes, it truly was showing)), she looked back at him, eyes turning from sadness and pain to questioning and confuse.

He knew his methods would cause another brutal blow to her emotional scar (as if Envy's weren't enough) but it was to only way to help her forget about Envy…

And simply remember him; them, instead.

In response to her questioning look, he cured her confusion by kissing her gently on the lips. Her golden eyes widened, and her whole body shook. But it was only temporary; why, just after about 5 seconds, she completely relaxed and kissed him back as well. Roy was comforted by the fact that she didn't react emotionally to that. He was afraid that kissing or anything more intimacy would bring her mind back to Envy. However here she was calmly kissing him back, and her shivering had totally stopped.

Was it the kiss? Does his kiss calm her down? Make her at ease? He thought about this in wonder, then pulled out of the kiss and the thought. He looked at her to see if she was really alright with it.

Edward was slowly opening her eyes after their lips broke apart. Gone from her eyes were the pain, confuse and what not. She was just gazing into his eyes, though clearly thinking about what Roy had in mind. It was a kind of serious look, almost as if just asking whether he was sure about it.

Roy kissed her on the forehead, and replied, "…If you are willing, we can go more than that… I simply don't want to hurt you any further than what … what had happened." He didn't even dared to say his name, though he knew that Edward knew who he was referring to. Her eyes dimmed again, but they were also thinking about Roy's request.

In the end, she leaned against his chest again; huddling in his warmth, she nodded.

At the inclining of her head, Roy picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He set her down on his comfy mattress, then proceeded to dry her down. Her hair was kind of dripping, so he didn't really want his bed wet. The towel was soaked, both with water and a bit in blood; her arm! He almost forgot about that. As soon as he had dried her (not really of any effect, because the towel was already soaking wet) he stood up and wanted to head for the kitchen for the second drawer, where he knew a roll of bandage lay. But he didn't manage to walk away at all, for a hand grasped his arm.

"…Don't leave me alone anymore… don't leave me here…" she whispered, towel still around her, head hanging.

Roy was ashamed. Here he wanted to help her, and there he almost left her alone without his company again. What was he doing? But then again, if the blood won't stop flowing, that would be disastrous. He knelt down in front of her ((sorry, I don't wanna spoil the mood, but he definitely wasn't gonna propose … … not yet anyway. He's on both knees here.)) and took her arm to examine it.

Either her nails were very sharp and long, or she had really scratched rather hard back in the bathroom. The wound looked pretty deep, and also had the impression that it seriously won't stop bleeding. He HAD to do something.

Though that was quickly answered when Edward pulled her arm out of his; wincing slightly, she held it up in front of his face as if to question, 'About this?' and then turned to the side, clapped her hands and slapped them onto his bed. A strip of long cloth emerged from the bed-sheet; wordlessly, she handed it to him.

Roy actually had to stare at the transmuted bed-sheet before actually gently taking her arm and bandaging it up. He just couldn't believe that in all that kind of mood, she was still able to perform alchemy… she sure can be strong sometimes. Though, this was a very weird time to express it. He half didn't know when the next bout of tears would flow again.

After tying the bandage, he took another look at her. Her bottoms were soaking the side of the bed already. That wouldn't do. He had to get them OFF.

He scooped her up ((literally)) and carefully climbed into his bed where he gently placed her down in the middle and placed himself atop of her. As expected, he saw her eyes widen with fear and shock; this scene definitely happened with Envy.

It pained him to see her like this; he quickly kissed her on the forehead again, and true enough, when he looked down at her after that, she was relaxed again. His kisses really were something. He thought about for a moment before shaking his head and asking her one last time, hand going down to the pants, "I'll stop if you want, when you can't take it. Just say the word and I will. I really, really don't want to hurt you anymore."

Edward couldn't say. Earlier on, fear gripped her heart when she found herself once again in that same position. And for a single moment, she thought it really was Envy again, but it wavered into Roy's face; and with his kiss, her fears were abolished. She looked at Roy's face, and saw the pain in his eyes.

The more she thought about it, the more resolute she became. In any case, he was trying to help, and she was… well, to say the least, curious. She gave him a feeble smile, then reached out for neck and pulled him down to kiss her on the lips, giving him the answer.

Without breaking the connection, he slipped the pants off her, and coaxed her to remove his clothes. After the pants and his attire were strewn across the floor, he got down to serious business, though not after he pulled off the ribbon that held her hair. At first he limited the kisses to her face, then, steeling himself, he moved down, knowing that there may still be some kind of shock.

What he didn't expect was to be pushed away. Her two hands on his chest, lifting him from her, Edward's eyes were all opened wide and full of fear. Because Roy had kissed the neck; the area where most of the bite marks were located. It totally freaked her out.

Roy's chest ached. It really, really pained him to see her like this. If he ever got hold of Envy… oh no. There's definitely no telling what he would do to that son of a…

He gently took her right hand (so as to make sure he'd get her attention; they were on the verge of going blank, and her right hand is something close to being new: she hasn't used it to feel every since she got the auto-mail) and brought it to his cheek. Her eyes cleared.

Kissing her hand, he breathed into it, "It's me, Roy. It's Roy alright? Don't worry. Forget everything else, and remember only me." As a reassurance, he kissed her again, on the lips, then broke apart.

Edward calmed down in his kiss. Breathing slowly this time (she was actually taking in sharp breaths earlier) she forced herself to look into his face. Every inch of the face before hers was Roy. Totally Roy. Not Envy… not Envy. She tried not to think of him, and instead replaced her thoughts solely on the face in front of her. Roy, who would not hurt her. Roy, who said he wanted to help her.

Roy, who loved her?

Definitely. She nodded her head in response, then kissed him in apology.

When he was sure that she was all ok, he started again. From her neck, he made his way down, raining kisses wherever he could, though when he reached the chest area, he actually settled for licking and suckling on her breasts. It made her moan, and Roy was content with that. After all, this was her first time.

In the past, those women he had were just a way of releasing his tension. But this one is a special case… No way is he ever going to let her go. Not like others. Not like others…

He rained more kisses, then contemplated about Doing It. It seemed… too rushed. But on the other hand, he didn't want Envy (should he appear again) to take it away from her first… he wanted to be her first.

However, he needed her to be at her most relaxed state. He kissed her again, and let his hands roam. When he felt her hands roaming his body, he knew that it was time. He propped himself higher and gave her a serious look. She returned him a similar one.

Taking one hand in his, he carefully moved into position. Edward's face was unreadable, though she closed her eyes as Roy steadied himself.

Roy took another look at Edward, eyes closed and bracing herself. He almost thought about forgetting the whole thing, but in the end he decided to take the plunge, and pushed into her. However, he didn't expect her reaction to be as such…

Edward felt a jolt of pain. Eyes flipped opened wide, she actually writhed a little. She gripped Roy's hand hard, and also grasped a handful of the bed-sheet to stop herself from crying out. She bit on her lower lip as well.

But then, she really couldn't take it any longer. Trying her last bit to bite down harder on her lip, she gave up and let out a cry of pain.

Roy stopped in surprise and slid out. He was slightly alarmed; he expected moans, not a cry of pain. Taking a look at the problem, he only found her in slight grimace and taking shallow breaths.

'Maybe she wasn't relaxed enough…' he thought silently. Though that really wasn't the case… Truth was… his appendage was large… taking in mind that Edward is rather small in size… no wonder she'd be in pain anyways.

He used his other hand sweep the bang (which fell over her eye again) to the side, then asked, "Are you alright? If you can't take this, I won't push you any further."

Still breathing shallow and fast, she shook her head. Then she gave a look that clearly stated, "Carry on."

He was kind of reluctant at that, but in any case he lowered himself into her again. Edward's breath hitched as she felt him slide in, and there the pain came again. He really was too big.

Roy, sensing that she was in pain again, quickly sealed their lips together, hoping that would make her more relaxed and enjoy more instead of experiencing the pain.

It worked. Edward sighed inwardly as the pain slowly gave way to pleasure, and Roy, tension also released, began to set the pace. Their lips still joined, she could manage muffled sounds into his mouth. She guessed it made him content enough, because she felt the corners of his mouth curl up slightly when she let the sounds escape from her.

All in all, they probably did it like, five to seven times. Edward completely lost count after the third round. In fact, both were enjoying themselves too much to care. After the last round, Roy was completely drained. Now both were panting as if they've ran a marathon together, and he mustered just enough energy to give her a warm ((not to mention wet and sticky)) embrace, and whispered into her ear.

"I swear I won't let you get hurt again; what ever it takes me, I'll protect you with all that I've got. Even if it looks as if I can't, I'll try. I…" He broke off… how embarrassing to confess in a situation like this. But here goes anyway.

"… I… I love you, Ed." He broke off again, and continued. "Too much till' it hurts me to see you hurt. That's why… no more –"

Edward stopped his words with a single finger on his lips. She knew what he was going to say, but couldn't decide whether or not to hear it. She knew… oh for sure now, since it came straight from his mouth, that he loved her. Did she feel the same way? She was hot for his form, and she still didn't know why. But… he was so sincere about the whole thing… And he knew her condition… Was it right? Was is really alright? She couldn't answer.

Instead, she gave him a kiss which seemed to pacify him a little. The answer to that would have to wait… though she knew what it was. She just wanted to make him wait. Let that serve as a bit of punishment.

Roy was totally exhausted. Doing it that many times sure drains the energy. He collapsed beside her, and they both lay panting for a moment. Then, he felt her turn to his side, threw her right arm around his side, and nuzzled into his chest. He smiled, then placed his own arm across her, and brought his nose down to her hair.

There they both lay; Edward breathing in his scent, and Roy taking in the flowery smile of her hair. Both slept, while listening to the sound of each other's heartbeats.

Finally… oh God. I think I can kill myself. Rather, I think my mum can just do that if she reads what I've just written. Anyways, I didn't write everything in the car, for goodness sake. I stopped about halfway through this chapter, because typing in the car gives the tummy the wobbles. Eesh. Anyway, I'd try to see whether I can type the next chapter as soon as possible. If I can… because school term is starting soon again . Boo hoo. I'll try. Hope you all enjoyed this one… haha.