2. String
Edward was practically half asleep, his book hanging limply in his hand as he fought a losing battle to stay awake. It didn't help at all that Roy's body was warm and comfortable and pressed to his back so the blonde could feel the slow steady rhythm of the man's heart traitorously lulling him to sleep.
He was startled awake, however, when he felt Roy's hand press very near his crotch and the boy jumped and glowered up at the man who only smirked at him and held up a small length of string he'd plucked from Edward's pants.