Roy/Ed 45 Themes

Beach

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Ed hated the beach. It wasn't the sun or the sand that bothered him. It was the water. Ed hated the water. Ed couldn't swim. Unfortunately for Ed, he was currently sitting on the beach.

Roy, along with his brother Al, where out in water having a great time. Ed sat underneath the large green beach umbrella with a book. Ed was having trouble concentrating on the words, as the heat wrapped around him.

"Come on Ed, come in the water." Roy was now standing in front of Ed, dripping wet.

Ed hesitated, Roy knew that Ed couldn't swim. It was something he didn't hide. He never felt the need to. Yet here was Roy suggesting he go in the water, knowing Ed couldn't swim. Maybe he hit his head, Ed thought.

"Roy," Ed questioned.

"I know you can't..." Roy trailed off. "Anyways I found a place not to deep, and you can wade in it."

Ed looked at Roy suspiciously.

"Come on," Roy urged, pulling Ed to his feet. "Al, is busy with finding seashells, and this heat isn't good for you. You'll get heat stroke or something."

"Okay, I guess." Ed answered still a bit wary of Roy's true intentions.

Ed let Roy lead him further up the beach, where there were fewer people. Roy didn't stop, as he continued towards a group of large rocks. In between the two largest rocks, Ed could make out an opening, where water was splashing against the shore.

"There," Ed pointed, hoping this wasn't where Roy was taking him. Roy simply nodded his head. "But the water," Ed started.

"Don't worry," Roy spoke. "I promise it isn't deep."

Roy kept a firm grip on Ed's hand as he approached the opening. Roy went in first never letting go, and pulled Ed in after. The water rushed around Ed, and sent shivers through his spine. The continued through the crevice, and Ed knew instantly that the water was deep. Deeper then what Roy had put on.

"Roy," Ed stuttered, panic starting to rise in his chest.

"It's okay," Roy soothed, as he placed his hands on Ed's waist to keep him above the water.

"Roy, you said it wasn't deep," Ed accused.

"I know, and I'm sorry." Roy answered. "Here place your hands on my shoulder."

Ed did as he was told. "Roy, I don't know about this." Ed whispered, as the water slapped against his back.

"Do you trust me," Roy suddenly asked.

Ed looked at Roy for a moment before answering. "Roy, I trust you with my life," Ed's voice was full of honesty and conviction.

Roy let go of Ed's waist, gaining a startled cry from Ed. Ed held tightly to Roy's shoulders, as Roy started to pull away from Ed.

"Roy," Ed panicked, letting go of Roy's shoulders.

Roy stayed close by as Ed let go, and suddenly gave a lurch in Roy's direction. Once again Ed felt Roy's hands on his waist.

"See," Roy spoke excitedly. "You just swam a little."

Ed took in his words, and realized that it was true. He had swam a few feet to get to Roy. "I did," Ed exclaimed, as a grin broke out on his face.

Roy pulled Ed close against his chest, and gently placed his lips against Ed's neck. Ed willingly pulled his head at an angle, giving Roy better access.

"I think I like the beach," Ed whispered into Roy's ear, as he let his hands drift over his muscled chest.

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