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Concentration
Alphonse Elric
A boy of no more than 15 or 16 years old. Yet, he still has the body's mind of a ten to a thirteen year old. A boy, a young man who has been thrust into a situation where he cannot cope with the new senses, and directions he could or can take.
He woke up, looked about the room, and it exploded around him.
His nose could smell once more, and it was an detonation of wonderful, and awful scents that used to pervade his nose everyday. It was like honey, and wine to the boy who could smell nothing while being only a soul.
His tongue could taste once more, and it was an eruption of tastes of his own mouth, and teeth and tongue, and air. No matter it was dusty, and burned his new and sensitive lungs, but it was air that was filling his lungs.
His fingers could feel once more, and it was an shattering and Earth moving moment. His fingers, so soft and baby thin skin could feel the roughness of the dirt floor beneath him, and when his older brother picked him up, he could feel him.
Al let out a soft, and growling moan that started from the pits of his stomach to the tips of his fingers, up through his neck and into his brain. It was the feeling of his older brother's hair, skin, arms, legs, automail, and everything in-between. He didn't understand what was happening to his body, but he knew it was something that shouldn't happen to brothers. He knew that he couldn't let Nii-san know, but it...it felt so good.
And he'd gotten his body back less than two minutes ago, and his body was tightening with a form of stress he'd never heard discussed in polite conversation. It made sense though, a boy of 15 or 16 with no sexual encounters before then, and then thrust into the world of puberty, and feeling. He wanted, but he could not have. He could never have.
Alphonse Elric wanted his brother in the most difficult way imaginable. Soul, mind, and body.
"Al? Alphonse? Are you alright? Al?" Ed's worried voice cut through his thoughts, and he looked up.
"Brother?" He asked, confused, and sweating.
The need that drove through him in pleasureful spikes left him breathless. The need brought him down in droves like a dog being overrun by deer. He could feel as his older brother poked, and prodded for imperfections. He could feel his want, and NEED to thrust upward with his hips. Hips he'd not had for more than two minutes now.