Playing with fire

Chapter 1- Murder in the oven

By-frapachinocrazy4

Disclaimer- I don't own FMA or any of its characters.

Note: Rated for language and sexual content.

RoyxEd

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What the hell am I doing here?

Ed panted heavily, beads of sweat accumulating on his face and dripping onto the soft linen below him. A heavy grunt left his lips as the body above him pushed against his slowing pace and they slowly grew in typo again. His breath was leaving him in short, stunted spasms as he worked himself to keep up.

First off, where the fuck am I?

His body was weak and he slowed once more. The only flesh limbs he had felt as though they were being tugged at by invisible arms. He fell, face first into the rather comfortable downy pillows gasping for air. He wiped what he figured was his hand through his sweaty bangs and back into his loose braid, which being as free as it already was, fell to his shoulders undone. He heard a 'twang' as the band that held his locks in place flicked from his hair and tick against something metal. For a moment he considered going to fetch it but realised he was much too tired to do anything than lie here in agony.

What have I done to myself?

A low rumbling growl reverberated though out the dark little room. He felt a tug at his neck and he was lifted from his resting spot a few inches into the air. He choked as he struggled to get air past the tight collar that hung around his neck. His eyes fluttered as he hackled but didn't pass out. His gaze met with a pair of dark brown, nearly black beady eyes that could honestly kill someone. They were hungry and they weren't about to wait till Ed was ready to return any favors. Ed saw a flicker of revenge in the eyes as the person before him leaned forward even closer, making contact with the younger boy's lips. He struggled and bit at the persons intruding tongue, figured that, if anything, the body would pull back and stop bothering him. But obviously, the man had other things in mind. He continued, moving his fingers through the boy's hair and trickling them down his back, forcing the kiss with great passion and hate. Ed felt bile rise into his throat disgusted by the persons openness.

Who the hell is this?

Ed pushed away from the stunned figure and rolled clumsily from the bed, his strength back with reinforcements. He fell to the floor but scrambled up quickly, tumbling toward the closed bedroom door. He yanked and pulled at the door knob, twisting it left to right and back again. It jiggled slightly but didn't give way into opening. Ed felt a heated panic cover him as he turned back toward the bed in hopes to defend himself. The figure slowly sauntered from the bed, the sheets falling silkily at his feet, and leisurely strode toward the frightened alchemist. Ed fell down to the cold hardwood and trembled as the man bent over close to him, took the boy's face in his hands and kissed him. He pulled back whispering incoherently then grabbed the leash and pulled the boy almost eyelevel to the man. Ed felt powerless as he gazed tiredly upon the well crafted face. The shimmering black hair and… A scream managed to slip from the boys lips.

A pair of smooth hands slithered up his face. The man looked like he would cry for a moment then snarled and twisted the head sharply to the side, leaving a limp dead body in his grasps. The man frowned and tossed the mangled body to the side, turning back toward the bed. He slipped on his infamous blue uniform and ruffled his matted hair just right so he looked as though he'd been running. He grinned slyly as he slipped from the door, closing it softly behind him.

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