"Oh, Ed," he breathed. "Faster. God, yes, faster."

The hidden blond smiled as he obediently picked up his pace. He bobbed his head back and forth on his lover's stiff manhood, thoroughly enjoying the soft moans and commands to do this or that. However, while he was enjoying what he was doing, he kept bumping his head on the hard wood of the desk, creating a song of soft thuds.

It all started when . . .

"Here," the blond said, carelessly tossing a manila folder on his superior's desk. "Report from Xenotime."

He watched in feigned indifference as the raven-haired man filed through the papers, nodding approvingly as he read the handwritten report.

"I must say, Edward, I'm impressed!"

"Oh?"

"No one dead or maimed. No collateral damage. No complaints from any civilians. Yes, this is indeed much better than former reports. You're turning into such an obedient dog, Ed."

"With all due respect, Colonel, that's not a good way to get laid tonight," Ed said in a deadpan manner.

"Is that so? But I am speaking the truth, Edward. I'll show you," the raven-haired man said with a smirk. He pointed at the empty space to his right. "Come here."

Despite not wanting to, Ed stepped forward and was soon standing next to the other alchemist, who also doubled as his lover.

"Kneel," Roy ordered, obsidian eyes locked with gold in a silent challenge. Ed did as he was told, easing himself down on his knees and tearing his gaze away from the black pools. He felt a hand pat the top of his head. "Good boy, Edward! See? Obedient and loyal, like a good dog."

"Oh, I'm so glad I've met my master's standards," Ed said with an obvious sarcastic tone.

"Now, now, pup, that's no way to talk to your superior."

"Then how should I talk to you, master?"

"Forget that for now. I believe I want to test your obedience a bit more. Yes, that's exactly what I want to do," Roy said, giving a small nod. "All right, put your left hand on my left knee." Ed did so. "Now your right. Good, good."

"This is stupid," Ed muttered under his breath, immediately receiving a tap on his head.

"No! You cannot and will not say such things, Edward. I am your master. You will obey me and do so without a word of protest. Above all, you will worship me. I am your everything. Do you understand?"

"Yes, master," the blond said softly.

"Good, then let's move on," Roy said. "Get under the desk. Slowly."

Ed eyed the small space, then gave a shrug. His lover backed away so that his legs were no longer occupying the space, so Ed slowly squeezed himself in, finding that it was an uncomfortably tight fit.

"Please me, Edward," the raven-haired man said, spreading his knees apart and looking down his nose at the blond. He caught the rebellion in his dog's eyes and grimaced. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get to it. Now," he demanded, sharply accenting his words.

"Yes, master," Ed whispered. He seemed almost hurt at being spoken to so harshly as he reached out his shaking hands to undo his owner's pants with a frown on his face. But Roy knew, of course, that this was just an act. If anything, Ed was enjoying every second spent in vulnerable submissiveness.

Ed ran his tongue along the underside of his lover's cock, tracing the throbbing blue vein that lived there. The vein was big and protruded so much that the blond was able to take it between his teeth to add a gentle nibble. He'd never done that before, but Roy's intense response to it affirmed that it was something he would have to do again.

His tongue flickered over the velvety head, dripping with a familiar tastefulness, as his fingers wrapped around the saliva-coated shaft. He played with the oozing liquid, smearing it all over the tip as it played on his taste buds. He squeezed the impressive cock in the palm of his h-

The man jumped as a knock rapped on the door, his hand going on top of his head to still him. Ed heard the door of the office creak open and footsteps come toward them. He was fairly certain he had told Roy to look that damn door.

"Colonel Mustang, Lieutenant Colonel Hughes is requesting your appearance in the Investigations Department," a familiar voice, feminine and strong, said.

'Oh, so Riza's here...This should be fun,' Ed thought with a mischievous grin.

"Thank you, I'll be sure to b- Ah!"

Ed blew on the tip of his lover's length, running his long fingers down the shaft until he reached the hot balls, lightly pinching them. He knew that the raven-haired man had very exhilarating reactions when he was touched there.

"Sir, is something wrong?"

"N-no," he replied simply for fear that saying any more would give his situation away. He bit down hard on his tongue in a desperate attempt to fight back the moan that was caught in his throat.

Ed smiled, enjoying the new game he'd just created. He wasn't sure on the rules or guidelines just yet, but he did know that he was winning. And he liked winning.

Unfortunately for Roy, the blond was more than determined to win at the game as he lifted the long shaft up to give him better access to his lover's scrotum. He assaulted the spot with his tongue and teeth, and it was game over from there.

"Shit," the raven-haired man cursed with a moan, eyes sliding shut and mouth going dry as he felt the blond's small tongue trail over his balls. He leaned his head back against the chair and unwillingly let his lover's name slide past his parted lips.

Riza was still in the room.

The blonde woman's eyes widened as she quickly understood what was going on. For once, she didn't know what to do. A part of her, her darker side, wanted to stay and watch for she was already finding herself entranced by the expression her superior wore. But her better side wanted to back out of the room as quickly as possible or pull her faithful friend out of its holster to send a warning shot whizzing past the man's ear. Maybe it didn't matter what she did, because from the way Roy looked, her presence in the room was long forgotten.

Although she was becoming more and more interested in the pleasure her superior was receiving from under the desk, she knew she would later regret watching such a private event. So, she did what she always did in such tough situations. She quickly wrapped her fingers around the handle of her gun, withdrew it, aimed, and fired. The bullet embedded itself in the wall behind the dark-eyed man, but it must've done something for him as he moaned loudly then gave a soft sigh of relief.

Roy gazed at her with a look of satisfaction, then that peaceful expression changed to one of awareness as he realized that she was there. His jaw dropped and he quickly pushed himself to his feet, but the simple movement exposed himself to her eyes. She gasped, then hastily turned around.

"You're in for a long talk, Colonel," she warned, then in no time was out of the room.

Roy sunk back into his chair, burying his eyes in his hand. His face was unusually red, but Ed knew that was because he was embarrassed and ashamed. Through Ed's actions, he had probably just put a tremendous wound on his lover's friendship with the woman.

"Roy?" he inquired softly, placing his hands on the man's knees and looking up at him in innocence. "I'm sorry."

The other alchemist uncovered his eyes and glared at the blond with a look that made him flinch.

"I'm very displeased by you, Edward," he said gravely. "You have been very disobedient and need to be punished."

Ed smiled inwardly as he realized that Roy wasn't mad as he was still playing the role of master. Perhaps that wound could be easily treated.

"You're going to punish me, master?" Ed widened his eyes in feigned fear.

"I should, but you did so well pleasing me that I think you might need a treat instead," Roy said after a minute of thought.

"That's okay, master," the blond said. "You already gave me a treat." He ran his tongue over his lips, refreshing the flavor of the man on his taste buds.

Roy smirked at his little lover, then reached out a hand to pat his head.

"Such a good boy."

So maybe they should be more concerned about Riza catching them, but...meh, whatever :p

Anyawhozzle, hope you enjoyed reading!
Comments are welcomed! :)