Fandom: FMA
Title: Hiding From The Truth
Pairings: Elricest, Roy/Al
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, hard yaoi, angst

Author's Notes: AU

Word Count: 2,209

Status: Incomplete
Disclaimer: When pigs fly.

Summary: The Elrics' quest has ended, they are restored, and find a sweet and forbidden love. But when Ed begins to fear society's wrath, he pushes Al away and into the arms of another man.

Hiding From the Truth

Chapter 6

Havoc was shocked to find that Mustang had Alphonse Elric pinned to the desk, hips moving sinuously, the boy's bare legs hugging the man's uniformed sides as his superior officer kissed the younger boy deeply, his hand buried in wildly disarrayed honey blond locks. With a gasp, the man looked up, staring into Havoc's eyes in dazed shock. Mustang's lips were swollen and his face was flushed with passion.

Al squealed with dismay, looking upside down at the blonde man, his eyes glazed and lips puffy and tender too. He began to shove ineffectually at the hard body on him.

"S…sorry, sir," Havoc gasped and scuttled back, almost slamming the door shut.

"Oh, no!" Al cried, shoving at Mustang, who refused to release him.

"Mmmm... It's okay, Alphonse. He won't tell. Dammit, I'm so hard I hurt." He began to reluctantly loosen his grip on his young lover.

"I'm so embarrassed…" Al's cheeks were fiercely red, his eyes lowered as Mustang leaned up, hard cock resting against the boy's softened one.

The man sighed. Ah, the modesty of youth. And of Alphonse. They boy was a wildcat when they were alone in the bedroom, but he'd quickly learned he was almost painfully modest and shy about his own body. Being caught having half naked sex by Havoc had utterly mortified him. Mustang gave the boy several slow wet kisses as he put his shorts back on again. By the time the clothes were in place, Al was panting again.

"Oh, that was most unfair of you, sir," he growled, his cheeks pink.

Mustang only laughed as he used a tissue to clean his chest before closing his uniform again. One hand firmly raked up the covered length of the boy's renewed erection. "We should ache together, don't you think?" Al only squeaked when Mustang fell back into his chair, dragging the boy into his lap as he did. More luxurious kisses followed, as the general just couldn't keep his hands off Al once he started.

This time, when Havoc opened the door, deeming enough time had passed, he gave an almost aggravated cough to see Mustang cuddling Alphonse on his lap, kissing him with slow single minded intensity. This time the boy was too wrapped up in sensation to notice, until Mustang reluctantly dragged his lips away when the other man coughed.

Al squeaked and would have leapt off the man's lap, But Mustang merely tightened his arms around him, pressing his face into the crook of his neck.

"The Dell reports, yes," Mustang's voice was a little hoarse. "Come in, close the door and we'll discuss them."

Havoc rolled his eyes and did he was bid.

………………………………………

That evening Mustang was sitting on the couch in the study, Al dozing with his head in his lap. The boy was exhausted. Mustang had claimed him again as soon as they got home, and again, just now. With his belly full of good, delicious food, his body again full of Mustang's seed, and bonelessly relaxed by the prolonged after dinner sex in the study, Al had been unable to resist the siren call of sleep. So Mustang tenderly stroked his fingers through the boy's long blonde hair, and smiled softly as he watched his young lover sleep. God he was so beautiful. Despite the older man's long time success with a variety of beautiful women, astonishment still whapped him right between the eyes every time he looked down at Al and realized that sweet and silken body was his for the taking, that innocent and gentle soul belonged to him. At least for now.

The phone shrilled beside him and he snatched it up before it could disturb his angelic lover's peaceful slumber. "Hello?"

There was such a long silence on the other end that Mustang almost hung up. "Mustang??" Edward Elric's voice came through finally, filled with surprise. "What the hell are you doing at my house?"

Belatedly, Mustang remembered he'd had Al's phone line forwarded to his house as well. "Well, hello to you too, Fullmetal," he said dryly. "And I'm not…"

"Let me talk to Al!" Hardness had entered the older boy's voice now.

"He's sleeping, hold on…" But before Mustang could gently shake the boy awake, Ed went on, suspicion thick and deep.

"What the fuck are you doing at my house when my brother is asleep?"

"I'm trying to tell you I'm not…" Mustang began with exasperation.

"Who else is there? Are you alone with him?"

"This is my house, Fullmetal," Mustang snapped. "I had your phone line forwarded here."

There was another long moment of silence, then… "Why is my brother sleeping in your house?" Mustang could almost hear the older boy's teeth grinding.

"Just after you left, Alphonse… well, he got a little sick. Apparently he hadn't been eating or sleeping much lately," Mustang couldn't help the censure that crept into his voice at Edward's negligence. "Just after he left the station, he collapsed and…" With a wince, the man held the phone away from his ear at the volume and force of Ed's shrieking.

"Is he alright?? I knew he was sick!! I knew I shouldn't have left him!! Is he okay?? Is he okay??"

"Relax, Edward. He's fine now. All he needed was a little good food and some rest, so I brought him here to be sure that he got both."

Al sat up with a yawn, his brother's voice having woken him, and Mustang's heart dropped. "Is that Niisan?" He asked sleepily.

"Al?? Al!! Oh, shit, let me talk to him!!"

Wordlessly, Mustang handed the phone to Al.

"Hello, Niisan," Al said, still too drowsy and sated to tense up now that he was finally talking to the brother he'd so terribly wronged.

"Al! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Nii-"

"What happened??"

"Um, I just overdid it a…"

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick??"

"I didn't know and…" Al was beginning to get frustrated.

"I should never have left you!"

"But, Niisan, your orders…"

"Is that why you were talking so strange when I left?"

"Niisan…"

"Are you sure your okay?"

"Niisan…"

"I'm coming home now!"

"NIISAN!!"

Mustang hid a smile. He'd wondered when Al would finally have enough.

"Al?" Ed's voice was low and subdued now, but the man could still hear him.

"You will stay where you are and finish your mission."

"But Al…"

"I'm fine. Roy's been taking very good care of me."

"Roy…" Disbelief colored Ed's voice.

"He's even put more fat on me, I'm so fine. If I'm not careful, I'll be as big as a house by the time you get home."

"You're calling him Roy?"

"Ummm, yeah. About that. I have something I need to tell you, Niisan." Al became uncertain and vulnerable now.

"Alphonse, wait," Mustang broke in using a low and urgent voice.

"Hold on, Niisan," Then Al turned to him, lowering the phone slightly. "Yes, Roy?"

Mustang bit his lip. He didn't want Al to say anything yet. He hadn't had enough time with the boy, and had the sinking sensation that once Ed knew they were lovers, he would put a halt to things. He wasn't ready. He would never be ready. But looking down into the clear and pure eyes of his young lover, he knew he couldn't ask Al to do such a thing. And Al would never condone keeping such a secret from his brother. Al was utterly honest and completely ethical. "Never mind. I'm going to go upstairs to the bedroom and give you some privacy." Long fingers suddenly covered the mouthpiece securely, and he dipped his head and gave Al a soft, tender kiss. "Remember you are loved." He whispered softly, eyes begging the younger man. Then he turned and left the study, closing the door softly behind.

Al paused, watching him go, his eyes moist. Mustang's gentle sentimentality towards him was always a surprise. Al had never guessed Mustang was capable of such sweet tenderness.

………………………………………

When Ed heard Mustang's voice over the line, he felt unsettled. Knowing Al had collapsed and was being cared for by the man in his luxurious home did nothing to alleviate those feelings. When he heard Al call his superior so informally by his given name, his heart sank. In the days since Ed had left Central, the inexplicable feeling of impending loss had not abated, and now they rushed back to the front of his mind tenfold. Especially when the line muffled, and he wondered what was so private that Al felt compelled to cover the phone. He swallowed dryly and began to feel afraid.

"I'm back, Niisan," Al said, his voice… tender.

"Al…" he began, fighting a sudden bout of nausea.

"Niisan," Al said in a low voice, interrupting him, "I just want to say again how sorry I am for what I did to you…"

"Stop right there, Al," Ed did a little interrupting of his own. "Don't you dare say another word about force or any other shit like that. You did not force yourself on me, got it? I know… maybe I might have seemed a little… off, but that's only because I haven't been handling things well."

"You shouldn't have had to worry about 'handling' anything, Niisan," Al said, his voice thick with tears. "Least of all me!"

"Al," Ed was begging and he knew it and didn't care. He was losing his brother, he could feel it. "Listen to me. You need to know…"

"But I do know, Niisan," Al broke in, a fine edge of desperation to his voice. Oh, this was so hard even now. "It took me a little while, but I finally saw how… distasteful… my, ah…" He choked back a sob. "My eagerness was to you. And for that, I am truly sorry. When you get home, I will really be a brother to you, I swear it."

"Al…" Ed's voice was trembling.

"Niisan, you need to know something," Al coughed softly, struggling to regain his composure. "Roy and I… We… I'm sleeping with him now. So you don't have to feel obliged to ease my… needs anymore. Okay? Now when you get home, I can really, really be your brother, instead of… making you feel you have to take care of me that way. Now, you wont have to. Okay? Please, please forgive me for taking so long to see what I was doing to you for so long. I'm so, so sorry, Niisan."

Ed was overcome with pain and rage, but was not about to unload on his brother. "Al," he whispered, stricken. "Do… do you love him?"

Al was silent a moment. He had really expected to be overwhelmed with Ed's trademark screeching about that 'bastard' and how the man was taking advantage of his little brother, etc. Not this… painful whispering question. He closed his eyes, once more struck by how he had abused his brother's generous love. I'm so sorry, Niisan!

"I care a great deal for him," he finally said when he knew he could control his tears. "But I'm not in love with him. Not yet anyway. He's been very good to me, very gentle. He says he loves me and has been taking very good care of my… needs. I know that with just a little more time, I can love him back like he deserves."

"Are… are you going to live with him now?"

"Only until you come home, Niisan. When you return, I would like very much to stay with you… if that's okay with you, of course. I promise I'll keep my lips and hands to myself. I promise."

"Al…" Ed's voice was hoarse. "I love you, Al. I swear I'm just waiting for you to come of age. I want you. I've always wanted you, and I always will want you."

Al felt shattered by his brother's words. "Why… why are you doing this, Niisan? Do you hate me now? Forgive me! I'm so sorry I put you through this! I swear! Oh, Niisan, please forgive me! You won't ever have to… to… keep me from burning ever again! You wont have to ever calm me down with your mouth or anything! I swear!"

"Hate you??" Ed gasped, horrified. "Al, I love you! I was just afraid that if anyone found out about us, they would take you away from me. But fuck them! Fuck everyone! If anyone takes you away from me, I'll just take you back! Please believe me, Al."

Al was crying now. "Niisan, stop! I saw your face those last few days! And that last night, you were afraid, weren't you? Because whenever you have to leave me, I always got so desperate for you. I heard your sigh of relief when you thought you didn't have to 'take care' of your poor oversexed little brother! You were glad you didn't have to take me in your mouth. You were grateful. I heard you! I'm sorry… so sorry, Niisan. Oh god. I have to go! I have to go! I love you, Niisan! Forgive me!"

Ed was left holding a dead line, eyes stunned, and then the tears finally came.