Edward loved Roy's hands. He loved how they felt against his naked skin; he loved how they appeared rough and callous but were always so soft and gentle with him. He even loved Roy's pyrotech gloves, which housed his hands and fingers so perfectly he swore he could see Roy's fingerprints through the them.
It was a slight obsession that Edward had never confessed to Roy. He was far too embarrassed to admit that he was more in love with Roy's hands than he was with the man himself.
Roy had noticed Ed's fascination but had never known the extent of his passion. He allowed Ed's odd fetish for some time before he finally confronted him about it. Edward had blushed. He had been so embarrassed by Roy's observation that he avoided him for three days.
When he finally gathered the courage to return to Roy, he had hesitated to even glance at Roy's hands. Roy smirked as he blatantly moved his hands and inwardly snickered as Ed did his absolute best not to follow each movement with his eyes.
Roy finally took pity on the poor boy and reached across the desk. He caressed Ed's cheek gently and Ed gasped and instantly leaned into the touch.
Roy leaned over the desk and kissed him. Edward's arms circled his neck and Roy felt himself being pulled forward. He pulled away from Ed and pointed to the sofa and Ed immediately understood. He stripped naked and ran for the couch. He couldn't wait for Roy's hands to touch him again.
Roy stalked slowly behind him, removing only his pants and gloves. He ran his bare hands down Ed's chest and Ed arched into the touch. Roy kissed him again and the he slid his finger between Ed's lips and the boy eagerly lapped at the digit with his tongue.
Once Roy was satisfied that his finger was wet and slick enough he pulled it away from Ed's mouth. He whimpered in protest and tried to catch it between his teeth but quickly changed his mind as he felt Roy's wet finger slide inside him. He moaned and panted as Roy fingered him slowly. Roy only smiled at him and ran his other hands through Ed's hair.
Roy moaned loudly and tried to bring Roy's finger deeper inside him, until Roy added another. He cried out and tossed his head back in the absolute pleasure of Roy's hands. Roy dipped down and kissed him again and Ed returned the kiss frantically.
No words were spoken between them as Roy remove his fingers and replaced them with his hard member, just a look and a frenzied nod from Ed.
Ed wasn't very fond of having Roy inside him. It made him feel sticky, used and it was just plain uncomfortable. But he knew that Roy inside him meant that his hands would be on his cock.
Roy was moving quickly above him, sweating and panting. Ed tried not to look at his face, and concentrated on the feeling of Roy's hands on his cock and him moving inside him. He moaned and felt himself begin to cry from the sensory overload. He wrapped his legs around Roy and began to move with him, frantically.
He called out Roy's name as he came and continued to cry from the sheer emotion of the whole encounter. Roy's climax followed soon after, and Edward cringed at the feeling of Roy's cum spurting inside him. Roy collapsed on top of him.
"I love you…" Roy said, exhausted, but Ed could not reply. He hugged Roy close and sobbed. He didn't know what to say, he loved Roy's hands… He felt a swell of emotion rise inside his heart.
"I love you too…" But it was a lie… and Roy knew it. He felt himself start to cry as well, and wondered how anyone could be jealous of their own hands.
Woot! I'm not sure where I came up with this one, but reviews are appreciated, flames are not… besides, why flame a story with obvious warnings, ne? ARIGATO TO MY READERS!
