"You know what, Roy?"

"Hm?" the raven-haired man murmured, giving a short glance at the blond from the top of his newspaper.

"I've never had sex with a woman before."

"That's interesting, Edward," Roy said absently, his complete attention was focused on the paper instead of his lover.

"I think it'd be a fun change, y'know. Something new."

"Yes, that's right. Something new, something borrowed, and something blue."

"Wha- Hey! You're not even paying attention to me!!"

"That's not true. I most certainly am," Roy said, giving another glance at his lover.

"Then what am I even talking about?"

"Weddings, of course."

"Why the hell would I be talking about weddings?"

"I'unno," Roy said with a shrug, "you tell me. You're the one talking about weddings, not me."

"Ugh, I give up," Ed muttered, forehead creased in frustration as he sunk into the hard wood of the chair and folded his arms over his chest.

Much to Roy's dismay, Ed spent the rest of the day sulking in the bedroom. That night when Roy walked into the bedroom, Ed quickly hid something underneath the bed. Roy didn't question it; he simply approached his lover and placed a gentle kiss on his soft lips.

That next day while Ed was out of the house, Roy dug under the bed and found it. He wasn't that surprised by what he found, mainly because such things were all too common with Ed by now.

With this new knowledge, he left the house to prepare for what was to come, knowing that he would be able to get back home long before Ed turned the doorknob.

After returning home, all he had to do was get ready and then wait. Thirty minutes later, he heard the front door open and Ed call out. He could hear the blond's heavy steps as he walked into presumably the kitchen.

Dear Diary,

I thought today was going to be a great and exciting day with all that I was planning, but can you believe that he ignored me!?

"Roy!" the familiar voice called out several times, each time getting closer to the bedroom.

As you already know, he's the only person I've ever been with. Never another man or woman. Only him, but lately I've been wondering what exactly it would feel like to be intimate with a woman. They say there's no touch like a woman's touch. I wonder if it would feel better with a woman than with a man.

The doorknob turned and his Edward stepped in, his jaw immediately dropping.

"Roy," he gasped.

Nah, scratch that. I know, without a doubt, that Roy's touch is ten times better than any woman's, but I'm still very curious as to what it would feel like. Ah, hell. I wonder how hard it would be to screw someone who just looked like a woman... If only he hadn't ignored me this morning... That could've been so much fun! Guess I'll just have to ask him about it some other time. Bummer. Anyway, later, D.

"Hi there," Roy said in a low seductive voice.

"Roy, wh-what happened?"

On the bed, Roy was on his side, his left arm draped languidly over his hip. His hair was no longer black and boy-short, but now a waterfall of dusky locks. A wig. He wore a blue dress that made him look more than feminine, hugging his body in such a way that Ed would never have been able to pin him as a male. With his long eyelashes, pale skin, and delicate facial features, Roy really looked like a woman. This image was farther enhanced when Ed noticed a foreign roundness on the man's chest.

"Come here," Roy said softly, waving his long finger. Ed gave a small nod and swallowed hard as he stepped forward, approaching his lover on the bed.

Roy snaked his hand forward to reach the back of Ed's neck, gently pulling his small body downward for their lips to meet. He pulled the blond on top of him. Tossing aside his instincts and taking up the new role, Roy backed off from the kiss, giving his lover complete control. More often than not, the woman played the submissive role in a heterosexual relationship, so he decided he would try to play that role to a tee.

He leaned his cheek into the inviting warmth of the younger's hand cupping his cheek. A soft moan fell from his lips and onto Ed's at the touch.

"Please, Edward, I want you," Roy pleaded softly once they broke away. "I need you inside me."

The reply came in the form of a soft kiss and caress. Ed was being extremely gentle as he ran his hands down the blue fabric and his lips blessed the skin of Roy's neck. Roy had never seen the blond so soft and passionate, every movement well thought out and precise. Ed was usually rushing and eager to feel his older lover inside him and Roy was always just as eager to give his lover what he wanted. This was indeed a nice change of pace.

He felt his lover's hand trail over his abdomen, then push up under the false left breast. The breasts had been alchemically produced with a bit of pig fat bought from the grocery store. They felt real and looked the part, but underneath the fabric, they were quite sickening.

Roy moaned softly as the blond nibbled at his collarbone, his fingers tangled themselves in Ed's long hair as he urged his lover to do more. He was so drawn in by Ed's soft touches and passionate gentleness that he was already becoming addicted to it. More, he needed more.

"Edward," he whimpered as he felt a hand trail up his outer thigh, riding the dress up as it went. He let out a quivering breath as Ed's lips found the new skin of his thigh and claimed it all with small kisses. Roy felt the soft lips slowly move inward, discovering more skin to claim, then he heard the familiar sound of a zipper running down a track of metal teeth.

Ed moved back up, pressing his lips tightly against the other's while his length throbbed against his lover's entrance. Roy's fingers dug themselves into his back as he eased himself inside the dark hole. Slowly. Gently. To him, Roy was now like some delicate glass figurine and cracking his fragile design would devastate him. He had to be extra careful.

Hoping to ease the pain, Ed placed soft kisses along his jawline and throat as he eased himself out of the body and back in again. Being the dominate one in their relationship, Roy was hardly ever taken, so he was really tight and Ed hadn't bothered with any type of lubrication except what the body itself produced. He knew how painful it was for the man, so he was taking extra steps in relieving that pain and making it enjoyable for them both.

"F-faster," Roy said in a breathless moan, his grip tightening on Ed's back as the blond complied and picked up his pace.

Their bodies fell into perfect rhythm with their moans and rocking hips. Lips fell onto skin and gasping breaths ran through golden hair. Time slowed just for them as their bodies joined and became one figure of intense pleasure and desire. They called out each other's name with passion. Such an exhilarating experience.

Ed gave a sigh of relief as he released himself inside the man, collapsing on his heaving chest. The only thing he could think about was how soft Roy's chest was, how soft and round.

They spent several minutes just savoring the pounding feeling that coursed through them while they fought to restore their bodies to normalcy. Neither of them spoke and really didn't even get the chance to, because they dozed off in each other's arms. One thing was clearly understood though: they were bound together, forever and always, by the ropes of love.

Wasn't too sure how to end this. Hehe...
Anyway, this was a requested "plot." It was actually quite fun to write. A crossdressing uke Roy. Who knew?

Well, hope you enjoyed reading! And I'm going to need some help for the next chapter. You can help by going to my profile and answering the poll. As soon as I get a clear answer, I will be adding a threesome (another requested thingy). I just need to know who you readers want for a third participant. So please, save me from goofing up and becoming Public Enemy Number 1, and answer the poll! It'll only take two minutes of your time! Please!!! Oh, and if you do, please make two selections. Thanks so much!!