I've been such a busy lady! 10 days housesitting then week in Toronto AND THEN a week at a friend's house followed by a new boy (MMMM Manfriend ... don't ask because I can't give you an answer) and my new tattoo (I've already had one sitting... now I only have FOUR more... great)

Eh, I decided to finish it. My heart really wasn't in it but, what can you do? I also went back and fixed a multitude of spelling/grammar mistakes (plus some tweaks to the story you might want to re-read). Sorry. If there are any left, let me know (ignore the use of "taisa" I think it's a disgustingly sexy word)

I do not own FMA, never will (can you hear my sobbing)
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Snow.

Edward Elric hated snow, he really did. It was just too beautiful. It wasn't actually the snow or even the cold so much as how it made him feel. What was that proper term? Lonely... that must be it. Snow was something Ed felt needed to be shared. Shared with a loved one. East City was rough when no one was around to talk to. Winter is gut wrenching when all you have is yourself. So as The Fullmetal Alchemist made his way down the dark street he kept his eyes on the ground where the filth instead overshadowed the beautiful skyline, never once feeling the pair of eyes on his back..

Once inside the main door to the dorms the blonde boy took a deep breath inward and let out a startiling sigh. Warmth. It felt good. His flesh limbs were tingiling as his body tried to adjust to the new temperature. Realizing he was just standing in the foyer he shook the cold of his jacket and made his way to his dorm. Climbing the stairs, finding his keys, unlocking the door, and stripping down seemed like too much work for his tired frame. Damn, I miss Al. He thought to himself.

Al, Edward's younger brother, had gone off to spend the holiday with friends, the Rockbells. They had taken care of Ed and Al when they were younger and their mother had passed on. Even though he knew Al was safe those golden eyes still worried about his little brother. One more week until he is back and then this won't feel so bad.

Knocks on the door jolted Ed out of his hardly comfortable dorm bed. He let whomever it was knock more while he checkd the time on his State Alchemist watch. "It's late... quarter after midnight.. " he began to swing the entrance open "..to... be... exact..." Ed found it hard to finish his statement while obsidian orbs were staring at him.

"May I come in," The gentleman caller asked. A blonde braid (he was too tired to take it out) swung infront of him and he let himself in before quietly shutting the beige door. "Thank you, it seems I dismissed Havoc before I found out where my car keys were."

Grunt. That's all that came of The Fullmetal Alchemist. One, low, straight from the belly grunt. So why did you come here?

AS if on cue, the taller man responded.. "I came to your dorm first because there are a few things I'd like to speak with you about."

Another grunt from Edward. He noticed a smirk cross the older man's face and figured he just wanted to torture him more. Except, he wasn't in the mood for lectures and height remarks. He just wanted to lay back down. "If you need to stay there's a bed over there," Ed said hotly while pointing accross the room. "I'll be sleeping." With that and no other words he worked his way to his small bed and threw the covers back on himself.

"Apparently, you did not understand me Edward," The caller stated. Moving towards where the chibi-blonde had placed himself. "I said that I wanted to discuss something with you." Now daintily sitting ontop of the bed. Slowly moving his left arm over Ed for better positioning. Slowly lowering his face upon the older Elric's, letting their lips graze together.

"Mustang-tasia, what the fuck are you doing?" Ed squeeked. This was a shock. If he would have know his very own Colonel was going to make moves on him, well, he would have kept the door shut. It did feel good, but he wasn't about to admit it.

As if reading his mind, Roy Mustang lowered himself down again. This time lingering upon Ed's waiting for a reaction other than anger. His muse for continuing came when the blonde's lips parted momentarily. Just long enough for the Colonel to slip a tounge it and turn the kiss from sweet to rough and brusing.

When Edward never pushed his superior away, it was taken as a chance to get more comfortable. He was roughly thrown back and then straddled only to be kicked back into another brutal kiss.

"mmmg," quietly escaped from Ed's lips and just as soon he began to register what was happening he blushed. Feeling a hand reach up and release his hair from confines of a braid. Fingers running through his blonde hair and setting it free upon the pillow. Fingers he wished would touch him for years. Fingers that made their way down his jaw line, down his collar bone, down his chest, down, down, down. Down far enough until they reached the bottom a tucked in shirt, freeing the black shirt then groping what was underneath. "Unng" he let out again.

Finally breaking the kiss, Roy began to take off his younger counterpart's shirt. watching his face closely. What were usually bright, golden eyes were now half-shut and filled with lust. Something Mustang had never seen in him before. Something that turned him on. Yanking the shirt from the boy's left arm he then decided to tease Ed for pleasure's sake.

"ahh," apparently Ed couldn't make a real word if he tried. He was too busy enjoying these new sensations.

"Ed," Roy wispered while hands were grazing up and down. No reply as the dark Colonel slowly slid his hands down Ed, finding the waistband of his pants. Fingers ran along the line of the pants. "Ed.." he tried again. There was a slow and unsteady nod.

Snap. The button to his pants came undone with the skillful hands of his boss being the reason why. Fullmetal could feel Roy's erection on his real leg, only making him blush an even brighter shade of red. I wonder what he thinks of me. Am I the real reason why he is here? All thoughts vanished as pants and boxers were slid off in one fell swoop.

Realizing that sitting on his legs was not the proper way to remove pants the Flame Alchemist stood and finished by taking off the boots and socks hindering the pace. Having all of his own clothes on would not help any so he began to strip as the older Elric watched. Edward had proped himself upon his elbows, almost as if he were amazed by another male form. Tall and slender with almost as if, the perfect amount of muscle. Every line and contour looked almost edible to him. When there was nothing left but boxers the dark man laid down next to his compainon.

It was the bait. Roy knew Ed was curious and Ed knew that himself, that's why it didn't take very long for Roy to feel soft hands oh his hips. Tentativly inching closer to the elastic waistband. Feeling pressure on his hand he was tossed onto his back once again.

"Edward, I'm in control," Roy wispered into an ear. Without waiting for an anwser he proved his domaince by sitting up and moving downward towards the samller man's hips, he took him all into his mouth without problem or hesitation.

"Ahhhhhh!" Squeezing his golden orbs shut and shuddering in passion he threw his head backwards and moaned louder. Mustang kept aking him in and out of his mouth, causing more quakes of passion. Pleasure built and built as he tried bucking his hips. No use, Mustang had him pinned and must have been angry at the defiance because he removed his mouth from Ed's shaft.

Blinking back to reality only to lose it again when a hand grasped his penis he quivered and didn't even notice his legs being spread apart, the gap being filled by his Colonel and a wet finger probing his anus. Delving deeper, up to the knuckle, and then another finger... stretching... stretching.

So far gone into his own world it was no surprise when the sudden stinging of entrance caused him to shreik. No movement until the black haired man felt Ed relax. The pace was slow at first but sped up as desire and pleasure defeated pain. A spot that his superior kept hitting supplied endless cries. Over and over Ed cried out. Asking, then pleading, for more.

"M..M...More, OHH," the blonde boy yelped. The friction between the two hot and sticky bodies propelled Ed to the final stoke. His body seized under his lover and his back arched higher and higher as Roy pushed in his last thrusts.

"Ed..."

The next morning, Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, found a reason to look up at the sky.

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Afterthought? I need a shower.