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Warning: This a yaoi fiction as in to really hot guys are gonna fool around. ( For dumb people that means their eventually going to screw)Chapter 4: Aloe Vera is God
'What the hell is taking him so long' Once again Ed was waiting none too patiently on the Colonel's bed for said man. Mustang had practically ran out of the room, truing to escape the awkward silence that toke over the room after the hug. 'That bastard just ran off. I should have kissed him when I had him pined! What-No-Bad thought!' The blonde shook his violently trying to rid himself of the 'bad' images that accompanied the thought. Which was not too smart considering it caused his braid to hit his shoulders. He had to bite his lip to stay quite. 'Ouch! Damn it! I can't even shake my head!'
"Ok sunshine lets take care of that burn." Said Roy in an all too cheery voice, stepping out of the bathroom he had been rummaging throw for the past twenty minutes. He was carrying an almost dripping wet towel. "Now, hold still," was all the more warning the burn victim received as the cold towel was draped across his back and shoulders. Ed let out a high-pitched shriek and shot upright, only to have himself forced back down. "Easy, easy" Mustang cooed, rubbing small circles on the back of his arms.
Which worked, the panicked movements had ceased.
They stayed like that for five minutes. Then Roy grabbed the towel and disappeared once again into the adjacent bathroom once again. He returned with a bottle filled with green stuff. "What the hell is that?" Ed had a face of pure disgust "Don't tell me your putting that on my back!"
"This is Aloe Vera and in a second you will be very glad I put it on your back." The knowing grin both reassured and made him more nervous at the same time. The Colonel squeezed some of the gel onto his hands. Then gently he proceeded to spread the green substance across the blondes back. Ed bit his lip, hard, trying to stay quiet. It was amazing, and it was taking everything he had to not vocalize just how incredible it felt. However, Roy would be damned if he was denied the pleasure of making Fullmetal moan and so the games began.
Mustang began to give a full out back massage; still Edward clenched his fist and refused to make a noise. Finally older man leaned down and started to lightly blow on the little Alchemist's back. It was all over, and they both knew it. Now a moan, gasp or a groan would not have surprised Roy in the least, but what he heard did. The only way to describe it, would be a low rumbling noise, such as those made by house cats or in other words a purr.
It amazed him, so kept blowing, and the purring continued. Ed seemed to not really know what he was doing so Roy thought it was his duty to bring it to his attention. "Edward, I didn't know you could purr." '5…4…3…2…1..'
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A TINY KITTY CAT, WHO PURRS WHENEVER YOU RUB HIS BACK!" The enraged alchemist screamed, but didn't move, as the back massage continued.
"I was only saying how incredibly sexy it is." The Colonel did not have to turn his face to know that Ed was blushing. He gave one last blow for good measure, which was rewarded with a low purr. As much fun as this was, Roy knew he had to let the gel sink in and then he still needed to bandage him. Therefore, regrettably, Mustang tore himself away form the purring blonde.
At a Bar Somewhere in the Heart of Central
"Ok, ok-" Started a intoxicated Havoc " I put fifty bucks on good old Colonel screwing poor brunt Ed into bed or couch or, well screwing Ed." They had all been drinking and joking around for the past few hours, now it seemed it was once again time for everyone's favorite past time, betting on there superior's love life. "How about you Farman?" The man took on a pensive expression for a moment before he replied.
" Alright, I'll match your fifty, but I think only oral since Ed is sun burned." Havoc gave a nod of understanding and turned to the next person.
"Hawkeye?" Her gaze narrowed for second, as though she was taking aim at something. Then she did something kind of scary; she smiled.
"They won't do anything sexual." She said this so firmly, they knew she meant, no matter how unbelievable that was.
"Ok then, Hughes?" He pushed his glasses up to their proper place and took on a serious air, which commanded everyone's attention.
" Gentlemen and Lady, it is my believe that not only will they not do anything sexual, but-" The seriousness was gone and Maes was grinning like the mad picture fiend he was. "- They will in fact- (dramatic pause)- fall in love." Everyone busted out laughing. Havoc fell off his chair, Farman was crying, and Hawkeye slapping the table like it had just told a lie.
" You have to be joking, Colonel Roy Mustang, Sex God of Central, playboy king, for in love, with Ed, come on!" Now it was no secret to anyone that as far as the Flame Alchemist was concerned if it walked and talked and was hot, he would fuck it where it stood, gender be damned.
"Fifty bucks says I'm not joking." No one was above trying to talk Hughes out of his bet.
"Fine, fine, I guess we will see." And just like that the bet was on.
Back At Roy's House
Ed's burns were finally bandaged, making him look like a mummy chimera. It was late and a question had popped into his head, where was he going to sleep. The Colonel had made him put on a pair of PJ pants that were far too big for him and said superior was in the bathroom changing into his own pajamas. 'There is no way he's going to try and get me to sleep in the same bed. No way, I'll take the floor before sleeping next to him. But it would be a good excuse to be close to him. And if he tires to molest me in my sleep!' Very vivid images began to play in his head. 'Bad thought, Bad, Bad, thought'
Just then Roy walked into the room, in a pair of boxers. If the bad thoughts hadn't caused a stirring in his lower regions, then the picture in front of him certainly did. Ed curled up into a ball, under the covers, trying to keep his problem to himself. While this might have worked on some people, but to the trained eye what was happening to the poor teen was quite obvious.
"So you want to sleep with me." Mustang said in clam tone.
"What!" Ed squeaked "W-What gave you that idea!"
"Well you are in my bed, and I am going to sleep in my bed, so you are going to sleep with me." He explained as he crawled into bed and turn off the last light source, the lamp. 'Shit, if I try and run or protest, he'll notice the fact that my body has gone Benedict Arnold on my ass. Damn it I'm trapped!'
"Whatever bastard, I'm going to sleep. You better not try anything while I'm unconscious." With that said he turned away from his Colonel and yawn halfway asleep. It had been a long day, the darkness in the room was like a cue that it was finally safe to pass out with out ridicule.
'For some one as smart as Edward he really is an idiot if he thinks I haven't noticed. Tell me again why I'm not taking care of that. He wouldn't let me. With a certain amount of persuasion he would and you know it! Well, I don't know about you but I would like something in return and I don't think he'd to that to me, well not at first. That's why I screw him into the bed! He's sunburned, even if I'm careful he'll still get hurt one way or another! There only first degree burns! I don't care; no one is hurting my Ed, not even me!' With that settled Mustang went to reassuring his Ed.
"Wouldn't dream of it Edward. Goodnight." He said, not able to resist the urge to stroke the blonde's hair.
"Goodnight, Roy." With that he was out. The Colonel soon followed, smiling. After all he had accomplished much today, besides they both need their rest. Tomorrow, they would have to face the facts that they were falling in love.
Okay, I know my chapters are kind of short; I'll try to make them longer.
Yes, there will be a lemon.
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