Really long!! XD
Oh, and I should point out that this was written with me looking everywhere but the screen. Can't a girl get a bit of privacy once in awhile!?

The door opened with a creak and the duo stepped into the darkness. With a flip of the nearby switch, the living room lit up. Roy let a sigh fall off his lips as he commenced in removing his jacket.

"What a ni-"

Everything blurred and the air was forced out of his lungs as he hit the carpeted ground with a loud thud and oomph, a weight immediately falling over his body and gold eyes meeting his in a flickering glare.

"Ed, what are yo-!?"

His words were cut off as his lover's lips pressed against his. The kiss didn't hold the usual passion and heat, but was harsh and dominating. Roy could feel the delicate skin of his lips begin to bruise and break as the blond pressed harder against him, his teeth even digging into the pink softness. This type of kiss wasn't anything particularly new as they had gone a bit on the rough and extreme side in their sexual relationship, but never had it gone so far as to cause unwanted harm to the other. That being noted, Roy wasn't at all sure how to react when he felt his lover's fingers wrap around his slender neck.

Roy's hands grabbed at the blond's wrist on instinct, a physical plea for release, but Ed only added pressure, tightening his grip. He knew he was losing this battle of dominance the moment Ed's tongue invaded his mouth, his own tongue submissively shrinking further back into the moist cavern. And from the way the other's tongue claimed every inch of his mouth, greedily running over every tooth and taste bud, he knew that Ed was beyond pissed and tonight was going to be a very long night of punishment and repentance.

He wondered just how angry his lover was, surely not enough to actually harm him. Roy wondered if Ed knew exactly where his limits were, because he felt the blond's fingers tighten even more, allowing the barest amount of oxygen to and from his lungs. As he felt his mind begin to fog and became lightheaded, he knew he had to get out of the grip. Roy moved his hands from the blond's wrist and up to his shoulders, grabbed tightly, and used all of his body's strength to flip the smaller body onto his back so that he was now the one on top straddling the small hips. The turn-table maneuver caused their lips to break away and Ed's hands to shrink away from his neck, Roy regaining every bit of dominance as he resumed the kiss and made it how he wanted it to be: soft and caring, sweet and passionate.

When he broke away he looked into Ed's eyes only to see two flickering points of fire. The blond was still pissed off, the kiss not having worked at all the lighten the mood. Someway, somehow, he had to soften his lover's gaze and temper.

"Edward, why are you so mad at me?" he dared to ask, his hand softly stroking the other's cheek.

"Don't play innocent with me! You humiliated me, Roy," the blond said through clenched teeth, eyes narrowing to heighten the intense gaze of anger he held in his eyes.

"It was just for fun," he said. "I thought you would have enjoyed it given how much you like such weird things."

"Well I didn't."

"You sure sounded like you did."

"Fuck you," Ed said sharply. "You're gonna pay for what you did."

"Oh really?"

Roy, being the smug character he was, eased his lips softly onto the blond's once more, showing Ed that he was still the one in control in their relationship. But Ed didn't take too kindly to that as he raised his hands and pushed the other man away at his throat in one harsh motion, making Roy gag. Ed, being the fast-thinking character he was, used Roy's startled moment to his advantage as he took the man by his shoulders and turned him on his back, quickly toppling him and pinning his wrists above his head. He had a feeling that there was going to be a lot of that "switching."

"I want to hear you say it. Who's in control now?" Ed bared his teeth as he spoke, his nose scrunched up and eyes dangerous.

Roy was almost loving this unusual aggressiveness to his lover. He truly felt that if he slipped up once, Ed's teeth would dig into his flesh and tear him apart like a beast. Oh, what a rush!

However, he was Roy Mustang and therefore he could not and would not simply roll-over. No, he had to establish who was really in control. He had to put a collar on the beast and make it clear that he was the master.

"Say it, you bastard! Who's in control? Answer me!"

Roy let a deep laugh fall from his lips and said darkly, "I am."

With those words, he pulled another switch maneuver. He was a lot stronger than his counterpart, so such a thing was more than easy. He pushed Ed on his back, except his own inner beast released itself as he found his fingers tearing at the blond's clothing and his lips falling on the increasingly exposed skin. He felt Ed's hand fight to push him away, but Roy was quick and diligent in his actions, soon having the blond's chest bare and love-marked with red circles caused by his own lips.

All control was lost to him as his mind was clouded with primal instincts and the beast within him grasped his body. He could feel the body under him tremble as he ran his tongue over the hard sternum while his hands set to work on undoing what remained of the clothing. Roy could feel the blond's heart beat erratically under his tongue. He was lost within himself.

Despite all the struggle, he was able to get his lover's legs stripped and brought his fingers up to remove the one article of clothing that covered the small body. Before pulling at the elastic band, he glanced into the gold eyes, finding them wet and full. He froze, realizing how far he had taken things. Ed's entire body was trembling terribly and his chest heaved up and down. A pure look of terror was etched in his youthful face.

"Ed..." he managed to say, taken aback by his actions and what he had caused.

"N-no, please, Roy, not like this," Ed said, his voice uneven and pitiful.

Roy was frozen, mind such a jumble of things he should do to fix things that he couldn't accomplish a single one. Shame and guilt found home deep in him as he tried to look into his lover's eyes but found that the two emotions were so deeply buried that he couldn't so much as glance into the blond's wet eyes.

"Take it out of me," Ed pleaded. "Please, take it out."

Roy swallowed hard, then felt even more guilt for what he had done. He'd forgotten that the small toy was still inside his lover and he was sure that having roughly flipped Ed over and straddled his hips must have caused the mechanism to press painfully against his insides, probably hurting the most against his bones.

With a small nod and moving off of the body, he pulled down the teen's boxers, then carefully pulled the cord that hung from his anus. A small gasp emitted from Ed's throat as the gadget popped out.

The moment the object was removed, Ed scrambled to his feet and bolted from the man, disappearing into the bedroom. The walls shook and the house echoed the slam of the door. Roy felt terrible, absolutely terrible. But there was something he didn't know about his lover, about Ed...

Roy spent the next fifteen minutes on the sofa running his fingers through his hair then rubbing the back of his neck while he drowned in his guilt. Ed's clothes laid on the floor in disarray, the toy resting on top. He couldn't stop wondering how damaged their relationship was now, and after quite some time spent in deep thought, he decided he had to try to fix things, so with a sigh, he lifted himself to his feet and walked down the hall.

"Ed?" he called out softly, lightly rapping his knuckles on the smooth wood of the door. He could hear the blond sobbing on the other side. He slowly turned the knob and entered the dark room. But when he flipped the light switch, he found no Edward in sight. Where in the world could he be?

After a few seconds of just standing there, he heard his lover's sobs coming from inside the closet. Why the closet? Curious and more than a little concerned, he walked over to the door and turned the handle. He gasped in surprise at what he saw. In the closet, there was an Ed dummy, an alchemical representation of his blond lover. He realized then and there that it was all a trap, because the moment he understood what was in front of him, he was pushed down onto the ground and the closet door was closed, sealing him in.

"I told you you would pay," a familiar voice called out from the other side.

"What?"

"You heard me," the voice snapped. "You're going to stay in there until you've thought about what you've done."

There was no point in arguing, because he heard Ed's soft footsteps recede. He was sure that Ed had made it so that only he could open the door, so there was no point in trying. He ran his hand over the head of the alchemical dummy and sighed. He'd been tricked, but that didn't mean he was defeated. This was all just a game of Ed's, a sick and twisted game. And Roy now had to play along, or maybe he had always been playing and just didn't know it...

In this game, there was no telling what lay ahead on the board.

He wasn't sure how long he sat there, simply just long enough for his ass to go numb. It was then that he couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out!

Roy stood and began rummaging around the closet for something like a pen or pencil, surely there was something he could write with. With a triumphant 'Ah-ha!' he went over to the door with an ink pen that had been thrown in the corner ages ago. Unfortunately, he found that the ink in the pen had dried. Eyebrows knitting together in frustration, he furiously began scribbling the pen over the creme-white wall, leaving deep scratches in the paint. He smiled as the blue ink began to appear and soon he had a crude array drawn on the wall's damaged surface.

"I'll show you," he muttered as he ran his fingers over the array, sending a small flame through the lock of the doorknob. The door immediately creaked open, the insides of the knob being melted by his alchemy. But just when he thought he was free, he was grabbed by the front of his shirt and pulled forward by a strong arm.

In seconds he was on his back on the bed, staring dumbly at the ceiling. He felt the mattress dip down as another person's weight was added and soon he felt his lover's hands against his body.

"You're such a bad boy," Ed said in a dark purr.

Roy jerked his body as he tried to stop the blond, fearing what was in store for him. With Ed, there was no telling where things could go in bed; his mind always ran twenty steps ahead of him and always ran in the gutter.

As his clothes were stripped from his body, he began to wonder what exactly was going on. Was Ed mad at him? Earlier, had Ed really been afraid? Ed seemed to change emotions as fast as a woman could buy shoes!

He felt his arms being pinned above his head, but he reacted far too late because he felt a bracelet of coldness encircle each wrist. Jerking his arms, he found that he was handcuffed to the headboard of the bed and looking down his nose, he saw Ed spread his legs and bind his ankles to the corner posts. He was trapped, naked and trapped. Completely vulnerable and at his lover's mercy. He was quickly losing the battle of dominance.

"What are you going to do?" he dared ask.

A mischievous smile danced on Ed's lips as he pressed his body tightly against the larger frame, his hand ghosting down Roy's side until it found what rested between the man's legs. He was slightly upset that his lover wasn't the least bit turned-on by any of it, but he would just have to fix that. With a new-found energy, he ran the palm of his hand over the raven-haired man's impressive length, savoring the soft moans that fell off his captive's lips while never breaking eye contact. He loved how his lover's body reacted to his touches: the moans, the glazed wetness of his black eyes, the slight arch of his back, but most importantly, how his manhood hardened and throbbed, twitched as it grew.

"Faster, Ed," the flame alchemist moaned.

Said person snickered, then disregarded the command as he slid off of the body. Yes, Roy's body was exactly how he wanted it to be with the evidence of his desires clearly seen like a single tree in the distant horizon. Now it was time for the punishment to begin.

While Roy knew a lot about what his partner did and the places he went, he must certainly did not know about the little adventures he partook in on his free time. On some days, especially when he was craving something new or was curious, Ed would find himself in the sex shop in downtown Central. He would hardly ever purchase anything for the prices were a bit gasp worthy, but recently he had bought something that he simply could not resist purchasing. It was no bigger than the palm of his hand, circular, and made out of a sticky rubber.

As he left the bed and went to the nightstand, he felt Roy's eyes following his every move so he decided to use that to his advantage, teasing the man with a slow sway of his hips. He made his way to the nightstand and back rocking his hips from side to side while he spun and dipped. Roy's eyes brimmed with lust and desire as Ed made his way back to the bed with the rubber ring.

Ed smiled as he stretched the ring out over his lover's erect cock, easing it down to the base. With that in place, the true punishment could begin. Soon he would have his name rolling off the raven-haired man's lips in desperate pleas. He would have his lover begging.

He took the tip of Roy's dick in his mouth, the moan that came forth played out like music. He took his sweet time as he ran his tongue, lips, and fingers over the man's hardened length. Ed was right though - it wasn't long before Roy was begging to release. The ring that was wrapped around the base of Roy's shaft kept his erection long and hard, not allowing him to cross over that bone-melting line of pleasure. Ed's slow strokes along the throbbing organ was a slow torture, a torture he felt his lover deserved.

"Ed," the man moaned, lifting his hips off the mattress and dropping, "let me come. Please. I need it."

The blond chuckled with a smirk, continuing his game. He added on to the torture by reaching up to pinch Roy's nipples between his fingers to make them perk and harden, but also making his captive moans and beg more. Oh, how desperate Roy was!

"Tell me," Ed said, running his long tongue along the throbbing blue vein of his lover's dick, "who's in control now."

"Y-you," the raven-haired man said instantly, knowing that he would die if he didn't just give Ed what he wanted.

"Such a good boy! I suppose I wouldn't be a good master if I didn't properly reward my pet."

With the same smirk Roy was hardly ever seen without, Ed played the part of a good master and slowly removed the rubber ring from his pet's length. He straddled his lover's fine hips, his eyes sliding shut as he eased himself down on the saliva-coated cock and a moan falling off his lips. Pushing up with his legs, he lifted himself up only to impale himself back down on Roy. And that was it.

With a moan filled with relief, pleasure, and gratitude, he exploded his seed into the blond. Ed had worked him so close to the edge before stopping him that he couldn't possibly go on any longer. However, Ed kept going, determined to reach the same amount of pleasure. So, breathlessly, Roy watched as the blond impaled himself over and over until he reached his own climax and slumped over against his chest.

Not long after that, Ed reached up and freed his captive of his metal bonds. Roy immediately wrapped his arms around the blond's shoulders, feeling satisfied and a bit "weird."

"You still owe me twenty dollars," Ed said.

"You're a good actor," he commented. "How much of that was planned?"

"Oh, just about everything. From the moment you put that thing, whatever the hell it was, in me, I figured everything out and started planning."

"So, you knew what I was going to do at the party?"

"Yep. While you were putting it in me, I read the box and saw that it came with a remote control. You were right though, I did enjoy that. It felt so good against me, but because you did it at such a bad time, I got pissed. When we got back here, I was still mad as hell, so I decided you had to be punished."

"Were you acting when I undressed you?"

"Yes, but that was something I hadn't planned. I didn't know you could be such a beast! If I hadn't been so bent on teaching you a lesson, then I would've let you fuck my brains out on the floor. But making you think I didn't want it was the only thing I could come up with at the time to get away. I couldn't let you know how turned on you had made me by what you were doing."

"How do you do it?"

"By now you're the easiest book to read, Roy. I know just about everything you'll say before you say it and everything you'll do before you do. Despite this, however, I still can't guess how you'll be in bed, especially after tonight. I have never seen that side of you, and someday soon I would love to have it unleashed on me, in me. Anyway, because I've figure you out, I know how to act around you to get what I want from you," Ed said with a wink. "But I guess I'm giving all of my secrets away, huh?"

"There aren't any secrets in a good relationship, Edward," the dark-eyed man said with a soft sigh that brushed against Ed's forehead.

"True, true. That aside, I'm glad we now know."

"Know what?"

"Who's in control, of course. You said it yourself, Roy. I'm the master and you're the pet."

"Pet?" Roy grabbed his lover by his shoulders and roughly turned him on his back, straddling his small hips and giving him a predatory gaze. "I'm no pet, I'm a beast."

Ed squealed with a mix of surprise and delight as something very familiar was pushed deep in him, pounding hard against his insides with a rough intensity and predatory dominance.

No matter how hard he fought, he could never remain the one in control. He would always succumb to his lover, because the battle of dominance was just innocent fun for him. It was a battle he loved to lose and a fun he couldn't get enough of.

Had fun writing this. Hope the length didn't through anyone off, because compared to the other chapters, this is triple the average length. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading! Please review!

Also, I was exactly sure how the "cock ring" worked. Hope I got that right though :3
Ah well, if not, just smile, nod your head, and go with it :p Haha