Roy Mustang woke up at 2 Am with the feeling that there was a presence in his room with him. He grabbed his spare gloves from off his nightstand. He snapped and lit the strategically placed candles in his room. At his door was the last person he expected at that time of night. Fuhrer Bradley. "Hello, Flame Alchemist Roy Mustang."
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Roy sat there with his mouth hanging open, unable to comprehend that the Fuhrer was standing in his room and observing him and his bare chest.
"You have a nice physique." Bradley commented honestly
"Thank You, Fuhrer."
"I told you, call me Bradley."
Roy fumbled for the right words through his still present fog of sleep and through the distraction of Fuhrer Bradley's form fitting black shirt. "Well, Fu- Uhhh… Bradley, excuse my frankness, but what are you doing here?"
"Is it a crime for me to visit my favorite subordinate's house?" Bradley asked as he crossed the room and sat on the bed next to him. He took off his shirt and leaned in close to Roy, drawing intricate patterns on the younger man's chest.
Blood rushed to Roy's face as he recognized the look in his superior's eyes and realized his intentions. "Oh…" Roy said as he broke eye contact.
Bradley leaned in close to Roy and whispered in his ear "Time to wake up Central!" Roy started awake. His alarm clock radio continued going off. He looked around his room and sighed. "It was only a dream." He should have felt relieved, but he felt frustrated and a little sad instead. He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth, then crossed the room and grabbed his uniform. He quickly dressed. He left the house without eating breakfast and to his surprise, there was a car waiting outside his house. The back door opened to reveal none other than the Fuhrer.
"Good Morning, Roy" Bradley greeted warmly from the car, "get in"
"Yes, Bradley," Mustang said uneasily. His dream was haunting him. He couldn't make eye contact with Bradley.
Bradley noticed that Roy was avoiding eye contact. "Have I made you uncomfortable, Roy?" The Fuhrer asked, leaning in closer and placing a hand on the Flame Alchemist's knee.
Roy felt the heat in his face, but tried to ignore the growing blush. "N-no, sir" Roy managed to get out. The stuttering deepened the blush.
"Good. I hope this won't change that." Bradley decided to make his move right then.
"You hope wha--" Roy was cut off when Fuhrer Bradley pressed their lips together. Bradley leaned into the kiss, then the door opened. Envy, disguised as a cab driver looked at Pride quizzically. "We have arrived, sirs," he said and gestured for them to exit. Envy then re-entered the vehicle. Envy drove the car around to the private lot and then changed his appearance to that of a low-level officer who had a reputation for being late and entered the building.
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Once Roy lost sight of the Fuhrer, he quickly sneaked to the office of a certain friend. He burst in the door
"You'll never believe the news I have for you!"
"You learned how to knock!?" Hughes mused.
"No Hughes I'm serious," images from this morning's ride to work and of last nights fantasy came rushing back and Roy blushed lightly.
"Ooooo! You're blushing, who was it?"
"Fuhrer Bradley." Hughes stared with his mouth open.
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Envy waltzed into the Fuhrer's office after being invited in and shifted back to his regular shape. "What do see in that human Mustang anyway?
"He's adorable, he's stubborn, and he wants power."
"I don't suggest getting close to him; he's pretty close to that Elric boy. I think we might have to-" Envy transformed his body into Roy's "Eliminate him."
"I think I have him beat. I'll convince him to join us." Pride said nonchalantly.
"What! And turn him into a Monster! Anyway, only a fool would try human transmutation, AND there are already 7 of us, He wouldn't be reborn."
"Not if one of us gets Greed. And I'm sure he has someone that would try or someone we could guide to do the deed."
"You're forgetting one fact: he won't remember you until you give him Red stones. After he's had the stones he won't feel the same." Pride sighed. There was no use in fighting the truth, especially such an obvious one.
"You're right, Envy. I'll just have a human lover, then. I age anyways, unlike the rest of you." Pride sighed again. This time he looked out his window, hoping to see nothing, but all he saw was everything, every single molecule.
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"Well, what are you gonna do?" Hughes inquired calmly after his good friend Roy Mustang got done telling the events from the past two days.
"I don't know," Roy said hopelessly, "I mean, he's very attractive, but he's older and he's so…so… dominant," Roy finally said. He wasn't sure that was the word he was looking for, but it was the closest to it he could find at the moment. Roy plopped down on the desk in front of Hughes.
"Well," Hughes began, "Any woman will tell you that the one getting fucked always controls the situation. Maybe what you have to do is seduce him, draw him in and work him around to the way you want him. You do want him, right?"
"Yea, you know what that's a good idea!" the Flame alchemist said as he rushed out of the door. He walked down the hall quickly and went into his office. He divided up his paperwork to his subordinates, except for reports that they weren't authorized to see. He then went out to one of the trendier stores and bought a fishnet shirt and afterward, he made a stop at Victoria's secret for something to get the Fuhrer's blood boiling. When he returned to work, he headed straight for Bradley's office.
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As he concluded his meeting with Envy, an urgent vision seized Pride. "Quick, transform!" he yelled at envy. Envy quickly transformed into a middle rank officer of no real distinction, but who had known the Fuhrer in childhood. Moments later, Mustang burst in. "Well, I'll take my leave now," Envy said, edging around Mustang. Roy sauntered over to Bradley and sat on the corner of his desk that was closest to the Fuhrer.
"How does dinner at my house tonight sound?" Roy said seductively.
"I'd love to!" Bradley replied cheerily, before standing up and getting in front of Roy.
"Th-that's great!" Mustang stuttered out, nervous at the proximity to the Fuhrer. The Fuhrer stepped between mustang's legs and kissed him. As he leaned into the kiss, Mustang wrapped his arms around the Fuhrer's neck. Bradley saw an opportunity to mark his love as his property and took it. he kissed Roy's jaw line then left a rather large Hickey on Roy's neck. As he pulled away, Roy decided it was best to go. He returned to his office with one thought: Dinner.
(A/N): HEY3 sorry for the long delay. I've been busy with holidays, and family, and the new game I'm into. I might not have a new chap for a while because midterms are coming up.