Part 2 of 2
Just run with it. I kinda didn't know what I was doing in this chapter, so I'm hoping it's all right -sweatdrop-

How was he supposed to get those damn pictures developed for his Roy?

The question stayed with him until deep in the following morning and often he wondered how Roy had done it, then he decided that there was simply no discreet way to get the job done. He would have to go into town and simply get them developed at a photo shop.

As he set off down the sidewalk, his camera in his jacket pocket, he couldn't see things going well with this. Not at all. It was usually young people who worked in the photo places, and he had a feeling that he was going to scar someone's life.

Within ten minutes he was standing in front of a small store and hesitated going in. He really didn't think other people should be aware of the ways he pleased himself. That was just something for him and his lover to know.

He peeped through the large front window, sighing with relief at the emptiness. He opened the door, a bell at the top ringing.

"Hi, welcome to Clickz. Need any help?" a young woman with copper hair and piercing green eyes greeted with a welcoming smile.

"Oh, no, thanks," Ed replied, pulling his camera out of his pocket then motioning that he was going to use the machine in the corner. He smiled back at the young woman as he made his way to the large machine. He popped the memory card out of the side of his slim camera and slid it in the SD slot. He was thankful that the machine was turned away from the counter where the young woman stood, idly flipping through some celebrity magazine.

The screen lit up with his pictures and he swallowed hard at the sight of them. Quickly, he tapped his finger over each individual image to select it for development. In no time he was finished.

A small ticket printed out of the side of the machine and he pulled it out, along with his memory card, and approached the counter. He handed it to the woman and she spent a few seconds studying the black ink.

"Alrighty, your pictures will be done in an hour," she said. "Have a nice day!"

"Yeah, you too," he said, trying to appear as innocent as possible. He turned and hurried out of the place.

Now he had a different problem. She would definitely see the lewd pictures and notice that it was him in them. There was absolutely no telling what she would say or do about it. Maybe she would flip out when he entered the shop, or maybe she wouldn't show any signs of even caring because maybe, just maybe, many people had sent such things to that shop and it was normal.

Ah, well. He would probably never even see that young woman ever again. Hopefully, anyway.

So, he decided that he would just have to wait the hour and go back. To fill the time, he went and had a pleasant lunch in a small cafe a block from the shop. He took his time eating and even ordered ice cream for dessert. If the whole picture thing had bad consequences surrounding it, then at least the ice cream would make him more lighthearted and carefree. Crazy thing. Ice cream.

After paying the bill and tipping the waiter, he left. Just as he was about to start preparing the entry into the shop, he spotted a young boy around the age of ten. He smiled, approaching the kid.

"Hi, there. Wanna make a dollar?" Ed asked, looking friendly and innocent. The kid nodded. "Here, take this," Ed pulled out the ticket, "and go in there. Hand it to the woman and she'll give you something to give to me. Okay? You do that and I'll give you one of these." He pulled out the crinkled bill from his pocket and showed it to the kid.

Without another word said, the boy walked into the store with the ticket. A few minutes later, the boy came out with a packet, the pictures hidden inside. Ed took the packet out of the boy's hands and replaced it with the bill. The boy smiled and ran off to show it to another kid his age.

'Well, that was easy,' he thought as he walked back home, the packet under his arm.

Once inside the privacy of his own home, he began to sift through the photos. However, what lay on top of the stack was not a photo, but a note. He scoffed with light chuckle as he read the feminine print: Take your business elsewhere! What excellent advice!

Leaving the photos on the kitchen counter, he wandered into the living room. After looking at the clock, he realized he had a few hours before Roy would be able to call him, like he said he would. "I'll call you when I get there tomorrow night." And if he knew what was good for, then the raven-haired man would be smart to do just that. It was only the second day without his passionate lover and already he was starting feel alone and somewhat abandoned. He was becoming more and more desperate to hear that voice, smooth as silk, and feel the man's warm hands against his own skin in tender touches.

"Roy..." he muttered, lowering himself down on the sofa. He stretched himself out on the plush surface, fondly remembering the many times Roy had pushed him down and laid on top of his small body. And as he stared blankly at the ceiling, he thought he could feel that heaviness crossing his hips and a hot breath against his ear, whispering sinful things in his ear.

Ed squirmed at the memories, eyes sliding shut to let his imagination run wild in the form of bright, raunchy dreams.

The dark-eyed man was deep inside him in the dreamscape, hands and lips desperately searching for more skin to claim and sweeping up the beads of sweat that trickled all over the small body in the process. Moans and curses brought by pounding pleasure reverberated off the invisible walls. It was just them in the world and neither would have it any other way.

But in the midst of the bone-melting task, almost to a physical peak, something loud and shrill invaded their world. The invisible walls shattered, in a sense, and the world faded away as awareness and reality filled his rousing mind.

He rolled off the sofa, scrambling to his feet as his mind yelled at him to hurry his ass up or he'd miss the call. That loud, shrill sound was of course the sound of a phone ringing, the desperate plea that begged for him to answer. He rushed to the phone, knowing full well who was on the other end.

"Hello," he said, trying to appear as if he hadn't a clue who would be calling at such an hour.

"Edward, hi," came the soft voice. Ed smiled at hearing his name spoken so tenderly by the man he loved and cherished.

"Roy, how was your trip? Did you make it there okay?"

"Everything went fine."

"Good."

The conversation died, becoming oddly awkward and uncomfortable. Then, as Roy forced a cough, Ed realized what he was supposed to talk about.

"Thank you for your gift," he said in a low voice. "I really enjoyed it."

"I knew you would. Tell me, what did you do with it?"

From the tone of his lover's voice, Ed knew the raven-haired man was just as desperate for lust and desire as he was.

"Oh, you should be asking what I didn't do with it," Ed said. "But since you asked, I'll tell you. I put it so deep inside me, Roy. Deeper than you've ever gone. It was amazing, quaking against the walls of my insides. I thought I wouldn't be able to walk any more afterwards and from the way I kept yelling your name out, I thought I'd never talk again either. Oh, Roy, it was so wonderful. I think you've been replaced," he teased.

"I highly doubt that," Roy scoffed. He seemed a bit upset at the words of being replaced by an inanimate object and Ed realized he'd just stabbed Roy's delicate ego. Well, he'd have to heal that wound.

"Then tell me, lover, tell me what you would do to me. Change my mind. Earn your place inside me."

"What would I do to you? Hmm, if you beg me, then I'll tell you," Roy said and Ed could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Oh, Roy, please, I need you to tell me. I need to hear you say it. Please, Roy, please," the blond complied in a mocking tone, not completely falling into his lover's request.

"That's not very good begging, you know."

"But, Roy, I like begging in a different way. You know that. You know I like to get to my knees in front of you. You know I like to beg by taking you between my lips, sucking your big cock as your fingers curl up in my hair. That's how I beg you to do more."

"Wow...Details. Now," the raven-haired man demanded.

"I kiss your lips, my tongue finding home in your wet mouth as my hands slip between your legs. I grab you, slowly stroking you until you're nice and hard."

"Oh, Ed..."

"Our lips break away, but only because mine need to be elsewhere. So, easing myself to my knees, I kiss the head of your twitching dick, tasting the pre-cum that's oozing from the slit. You moan softly, but now I need to hear it louder. I slowly, deliberately, take all of you into my mouth until I can feel you press against the very back of my throat. I suck on you lightly, my teeth digging into the soft flesh. You moan again, but it's still too soft for me to enjoy."

"Edward..." The simple combination of letters were said breathlessly with a slight falter. Ed knew what his lover was doing, what pleasure he was partaking in from his words. Ed smiled as he imagined Roy touching himself in vigorous strokes and then becoming more adventurous as his fingers brushed against his lewdest parts.

"I'm desperate to hear you cry out like I've heard you do so many times before, so I take your hot balls into my hands, squeezing them and twisting them. You shift your hips in response and when I glance up at you, I see that your head is tossed back and your eyes are squeezed shut. As I fondle and suck you, I can hear the beginnings of your pleasure voice itself. You let loose, giving everything you've got into a delightful cry that sounds like music to my ears. But, before you can come, I back away from you. I want you to let go inside me. I crave the feel of your hot load exploding in me."

Ed paused and just like he had hoped, Roy took up his turn. The raven-haired man's voice was still a bit faltering, but that only added to the excitement and pleasure Ed was getting on his end as he stroked himself.

"You've left me on the edge," Roy said as he began his turn, pausing to swallow hard. "I watch curiously as you rise to your feet then make your way to the bed. For the longest time you just stand there, the moonlight bathing you in silver. So beautiful. Then, you bend your body over the mattress, your tight ass in the air. You look back at me, eyes hungry and pleading. I smile as I walk over to you."

The blond moaned into the phone. Ed was always more vocal than Roy was and now that Roy knew what his words were doing to the blond, his hand slipped back down to rub his hard erection. A long pause came between them, the only sound being that of unsteady breathing and feathery moans.

"K-keep going," Ed said, desperate to hear more that would bring him past that all-important line.

"I spread your ass, pressing myself against you," the older alchemist said, forcing his words to pass his lips. He reluctantly slowed his strokes, allowing him to speak more freely. "You tell me that you need me and I push myself inside you, deep inside you. Your back arches and you back yourself against me, forcing me further inside. You tell me to fuck you hard and I just grin at your words. I pull myself back out of you completely but ram myself back in. You cry out as the pain and pleasure mix together. I love the sound. My hips grind against your ass as I thrust inside you, making you squirm at the end of my hard cock."

"Shit, Roy," Ed muttered in a moan as his fingers found his puckering entrance, immediately passing the ring of muscle as his lover's words came to life in his mind's eye.

"Our moans mingle together in a verbal dance and that waltz of pleasure is enough to bring me over the edge, releasing myself inside you. We both cry out, then I fall against your hot body. We're both breathless, our bodies shaking in pleasure. I turn you on your back and look into your gorgeous eyes. I kiss your soft lips. Tenderly. Passionately. I can taste the salt on your lips from the sweat of what we've just done, but I quickly grow fond of the taste. When we break away, I tell you something I mean with all of my heart. I tell you that I love you and I always will love you. The smile that marks your face fills me with a happiness I've never felt before, and then, you say those words back to me, sealing them with a kiss."

Ed paused. He'd stopped touching himself sentences back in his lover's story, because he hadn't expected the raven-haired man to speak so passionately about them.

"Roy, that was beautiful," he said softly, a smile no one could see playing on his lips.

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking too. I should definitely write a romance novel," Roy said. Well, his ego was certainly intact again. "So, Ed, have I changed your mind?"

"Huh? Oh! Well, I don't know. I think I'm going to sleep on it and tell you later."

"I hope you're joking. I had to use up a lot of brain power to say such creative things."

"Poor baby," Ed said with a tsk-tsk. "Don't worry, when you get home, I'll make it all better for you."

"Really? You know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea."

"I even have a present for you," the blond said. "I got it today too."

"A present? What is it?"

"I can't tell you, it's a surprise."

"No, you have to tell me!"

"Sorry, you're just going to have to come home to find out."

"Fine," Roy said with a defeated sigh. "Well, I guess I should be getting to bed. I won't be able to dream about you, about us, if I don't."

"And I guess I should do the same. I love you, Roy."

"I love you too, Edward. Good ni-"

"Oh, yeah! I almost forgot!"

"Hm?"

"Those pictures you left me, I was wondering how you got them developed."

"Um...I just uploaded them to the computer in the study and printed them," Roy replied simply.

"You can do that?"

"Yeah, you didn't know? Why are you even worried about it...Unless..." Roy gasped. "That's my present? You took pictures of yourself, didn't you? Don't tell me you went and had them printed somewhere. I can't belie-"

"Oops, gotta go, Roy, the cow just jumped over the moon! Good night!" Ed said quickly, cutting the conversation off as he clicked the 'End' button on the phone.

Ed sighed deeply. Yes, it was going to be one long ass week without Roy around to keep him entertained and away from corrupting the youth of the nation.

Oh, Edo, if only you had known in the first place! Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading. Sorry that I was so slow in updating. I'm trying to balance this and another fic (Mizer) I'm working on.

Well, please review! :)

And oh! Holy crap! Thanks so much for all the reviews! I'm so thrilled that it broke 100!! XD