Chapter 7

Starting for Home

Roy rolled over in the bed onto his back and looked around the room he shared with his young lover, noting the morning glow pushing it's way from behind the curtains. The dishes from their hastily eaten dinner were still sitting on the small table from the room service they'd ordered last night. God, how Ed could eat, he thought. If he ate that much-he'd be three hundred pounds. He knew they needed to get back to Central, they'd found out what they were after here and he was eager to see what other information Hawkeye had gathered. He gazed over at the sleeping blonde next to him, how peaceful he looked. Roy hoped he'd never behave the way he did yesterday, he hoped he could keep his promise. But he knew himself too well, and sometimes he just did and said things he couldn't control, things that tended to hurt the people around him. He silently preyed Ed would continue to be as understanding as he was yesterday, he would be strong enough to withstand what Roy could dish out.

He moved himself close to Ed and wrapped himself around the smaller man; he'd pull him all the way inside him if he could. Maybe then he could protect his lover from himself.

Ed woke up when he felt the jostling of Roy's arms and legs surround his body. Roy felt warm and comforting. He snuggled into the embrace, sighing softly. He could lay here forever if it was possible. He felt Roy's hold tighten around him and opened his eyes. He gazed lazily at Roy's face; it was buried in his shoulder. "Hey," he said, his voice still raspy from sleep. Roy looked up into his eyes and then leaned forward to plant a tender kiss on his lips. Ed pushed into it, making it linger.

Roy pulled away to speak, "you know we have to head back today," he scanned Ed's features, gauging his reaction.

Ed's heart sank; he wanted a reason to stay, to remain in this blissful state with his lover. "I was afraid you'd say something like that," he responded.

"Well, I do have to work, you know," Roy teased. "Besides, it will take two days of train rides to get back and I'm looking forward to staying in that cockroach infested hotel again," he joked.

Ed winced, "We are NOT staying there again. I'd rather sleep outside than with those enormous bugs!" he said forcefully.

"The bugs are probably outside too," Roy said through soft chuckles. Then he reached a hand out to Ed's side and scratched his fingernails quickly across his skin, mimicking the action of the cockroaches.

Ed jerked and gasped loudly, quickly moving himself to the other side of the bed. "Damn-it Roy! What's the matter with you, don't do that!" he shouted as he began to pout.

Roy was full out laughing now, he contained himself long enough to speak again, "Why are you so afraid of cockroaches anyway?" he questioned, he forced himself to sound serious.

"I don't know. I've just never liked them. I was never the kid who brought creepy crawly things home to mom. That was my brothers department, I guess." Ed sighed as he watched Roy struggling to keep from smiling.

"You'd never last in a trench," Roy told him haphazardly as he moved to climb out of the bed. He felt Ed's hand on his arm, it tugged on him. When he looked over at his young lover, he saw desire starting to grow in his eyes. He stopped his progression and lay back down next to him. "Does it turn you on when I tease you?" he joked.

Ed felt self-conscious and blushed, "No, I just…wanted to, you know, before we left," he said shyly.

Roy turned on his side, propped himself on an elbow and leaned over the blonde, "Let's take care of two things at once and do it in the shower," he requested softly just before passionately kissing Ed.

Ed opened his mouth, allowing his lover's tongue to converge with his own, and wrapped an arm around Roy's neck. He held Roy's head down so he couldn't escape so quickly again. He felt his arousal grow as the kiss deepened and moaned softly into Roy's lips. He tried to pull Roy down on top of him, he didn't want to wait for the shower; he didn't want to loose the moment.

Roy felt Ed pulling on him and he resisted, he broke away from the kiss, "Ed, come with me," he demanded. Roy sat upright, climbed to the edge of the bed, and stood next to the blonde. He held out his hand watching Ed's lithe body emerge from the covers as the younger man took the hand that was offered and followed Roy into the bathroom.

Roy turned on the shower, waited for a minute, and entered, towing Ed along behind him. He turned around in the warm water and caressed Ed's shoulders and arms as he bent over him and continued the passionate kiss, which had started in the bed. The bodies of the two lovers met and rubbed sensually against each other. Roy felt Ed's hardness pushing between his thighs and under his own. He stole friction from Ed's abdomen, as he thrust gently into it. Their actions quickly turned heated, as the lover's lips and hands roamed all the tender areas of the other's body.

Ed found the sweet tension start to build again; it was unbelievable how much he loved the feel of Roy on his skin. He didn't know how he'd be able to maintain himself in public with Roy ever again. He felt the elder man stop and lay his strong hands on his arms. He looked up into his dark eyes and saw lust ravaging them. Then Roy turned him around and gently but firmly bent him over slightly. Ed reached his arms out to the tile and steadied himself; he had an idea where Roy was headed. He felt one of Roy's legs push between his own and persuade his legs to open slightly. Then Roy's hardness pressed against his bottom, Ed let out a short gasp and prepared for what was to come. He throbbed with anticipation and his breath escaped into the shower in short bursts.

Roy licked his hand for some additional lubrication and rubbed it over Ed's entrance hearing a low moan escape from his lover. Then he pressed against it with his firm member, solidly grabbed Ed's hips with both hands, and carefully drove inside him. His brow tensed with the delicious feel of his lover surrounding him. He felt Ed adjust his position; then he continued his motion, urgently thrusting in and out of the blonde.

Ed twisted with the sensation of Roy filling him, hitting his sweet spot. His throbbing was becoming painful with his intense arousal. He grabbed one of Roy's hands and positioned it between his legs. He felt Roy stroke him in rhythm with his thrusts. Ed bit his lip and moaned sharply. He moved his hips forwards and back, pushing into Roy's hand and then over Roy's firmness. His head dropped as he took in all the act offered him and let the tension build in concentration. He could feel Roy's thrusts getting faster, more insistent and his lover's low moans of pleasure. Ed's climax came on suddenly and fiercely, pushing him over the edge. His knees became weak and he felt Roy's chest press against his back as his lover's free arm wrapped around his body to hold him up. Roy thrust hard into him and brought the surge of pleasure to a new level. The feeling pulsated through him as he surrendered to it.

Roy held on tightly to his lover as he pumped his seed into him. He clenched his teeth with the persistent contractions that racked his body. He fought to keep both of them upright through the ordeal. When the sensations slowed, he wrapped both arms around his lover and laid his cheek against his toned back. He became aware of Ed trying to straighten and he lifted himself back upright.

Ed turned around and threw his arms around Roy's neck, brought his head down and crushed his lips to the elder man's. Then he broke the kiss and peered up into Roy's still slightly dazed eyes, "Was it good for you?" he teased, smiling.

"Of course," Roy answered, as he pulled Ed close and rested his chin on the top of his wet hair. He swayed slightly with Ed in his arms.

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The pair sat on the train in their private compartment, next to each other. Roy had his arm around Ed and the young man's head rested against his shoulder. Ed's hand lay on his lover's thigh. Roy was reviewing his creased paperwork when he sighed, lifted it and tapped the edges lightly on his legs. He turned and set it down on the empty side of the seat. "Ed, we have to talk about something," he requested, a tinge of dread crept it's way into his voice.

Ed raised his head and looked into his eyes, he'd caught the tone and was immediately alarmed. "What is it?" he asked as he mentally prepared for a disaster.

Roy took his arm away from around Ed's shoulders and repositioned himself to look directly at the blonde. Then he took both of Ed's hands in his and rested them on his knee. He saw his lover's eyes follow his movements. "We have to figure out how to handle this situation when we get back to Central. We can't just go around holding hands and putting our arms around each other like we've been doing. You know what we're doing is strictly forbidden," he saw Ed's face grow apprehensive as he spoke. "And then there's this little problem that I was actually dating…someone…well a few…women, when I left. In fact I'm supposed to go to the theatre with Sally, the woman from the flower shop the night we get home," he admitted reluctantly. He saw Ed's eyes flash immediately with hurt and anger.

"Well, you're not going to go, I hope!" Ed quipped. He was stung by the thought that Roy didn't just cancel his plans; he'd actually brought it up so they could discuss it. He pulled his hands away from Roy and crossed his arms on his chest. He glared at Roy, waiting for his answer.

"Ed, let's be reasonable here. What will people think if I suddenly stop dating and start hanging out with you all the time? It's not like I want to see these women now," he retorted as he desperately tried to persuade Ed into seeing his position.

"That's not acceptable! How would you like it if I started dating…Winry or something?" he shot back, his anger mounted.

The thought of Ed dating his automail mechanic, a girl who was only turned on by hardware, made him smile even though he struggled against it. His grin obviously rubbed Ed the wrong way. Ed turned on the seat so his back was to him and glared out the train window.

"You're such a bastard, how could you even consider dating other people after what we said to each other, after what we've done!" Ed hissed.

Roy reached out a hand to Ed's shoulder and gasped as Ed jerked away from his grasp. "Damn-it Ed, what am I supposed to do, huh? This has put me in a very precarious position; do you honestly want me to get court marshaled? Do you want to be discharged? And what about Al? What will he think about our little escapades?" his voice rose in pitch as he spoke, exposing his anxiousness.

Ed mulled it over for a minute; Mustang did have a point. But how was he going to deal with it when Roy went out on these "dates"? His heart filled with jealousy as he pictured Roy holding the door open for some woman, sitting next to someone in the theatre, sitting across from someone in a restaurant as they shared conversation and hopefully nothing else. He shook his head, "No, Roy. I…can't handle it," he replied, his voice filling with emotion as he suddenly felt tears close.

Roy heard the pain and hurt feelings in his voice. He reached out for him again and tried to pull him back into his arms. Ed fought against him, but Roy persisted, finally surrounding his lover with his embrace. Ed was pulled backwards into Roy and the elder man's forearms rested firmly on his chest. Roy leaned his head over the crook of Ed's neck; he tried to see the blonde's face. Ed turned away; instead he heard a muffled sob and felt a drop land on his bare hand. "Ed, please don't cry," Roy implored. He never intended to wound him this badly with the conversation.

"Why not? So you can feel better about yourself?" Ed choked out. He didn't want to give in to Roy's hold; he didn't want to find any solace in it. "You say you don't want to hurt me, but then you keep doing it," he accused; his voice was strained.

"Listen, let's just drop it, we have a whole other day to figure this out. I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you, trust me," he pleaded. He felt Ed soften in his arms and he pushed his face into the side of his head.

Ed finally surrendered to Roy; he relaxed with a sigh and even moved closer to his body. He raised an arm and wiped the tears from his cheeks with the back of his hand. He knew this would become a much larger issue, but he was ready to let it rest for the time being. He wanted to be able to enjoy what little time they had left together before the reality of their lives at Central came crashing down on them. He craved Roy's tenderness; he needed to feel connected to him again. He turned himself to face Roy and reached his arms around his lover, pushing his face into the crook of his neck. He practically climbed into his lap in his attempt to get as physically close to him as he could. "Just hold me for a little while," he requested. He felt Roy's hold on him strengthen.