Part 4
The brothel Al went to wasn't maintained very well. The stalls the women were kept in were dusty, dirty, covered in scum and overall disgusting. The rooms the women were brought to to please their customers were well kept and organized, the sheets were always clean and smelt of lavender.
"Ah! Master Alphonse! You've returned to us! How may we be of service to you?" A rather plump man asked the young boy.
"Just let me look for a bit Jerichiro," Al addressed the other man, looking from stall to stall.
"Of course of course. If you find one you like, don't be afraid to tell me," he said. "And we've got a new cat girl if you're interested."
Alphonse narrowed his eyes at the portly man. "Show me," Al said, curiosity getting the better of him.
Jerichiro smiled and took him to this new 'feline' woman. Her arms were shackled, her feet chained to the wall. Hair lay limp in front of her face and the lighting made it impossible to see her face.
"Can I see her up close?" Al asked, confidence overwhelming him.
"Yes, yes. Go ahead," Jerichiro grinned and led him into her stall.
The screeching of the door opening made her ears perk and a snarl escaped full lips that Alphonse immediately recognized. Her canines gleamed white in the soft lighting. A tail flicked to the front of her body and hooked itself on her hip as if to protect herself with it. She wore a skimpy outfit unlike the geisha type outfit all the other women wore. The outfit consisted of a bikini top and a short skirt. A bright red thong caught Alphonse's eye when his eyes grazed over her well toned stomach.
"I'll take her," Al said and Jerichiro smirked.
"Yes, of course."
Jerichiro undid her shackles and chains. He led her and Alphonse to a big room with a large tub filled with warm water.
"Don't wear her out too bad." And with that, the door closed and the two were together alone.
The girl stood in the same spot. Al walked to her and placed a hand on her cheek, bringing light to her bruised face. Bruises covered her body but could only be seen in bright light. Al shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it around the girl's shoulders. When she realized what he did, she looked to his eyes, curiosity burning in her green orbs.
"Alphonse?" her voice cracked.
Al smiled at her and laid down. "Well, I'm not paying you to stand there and look gorgeous. Get to work. Please." Al whimpered as she giggled and climbed on top of him.
"So, ah, what happened to college?"
"Master made, ooh, me work here because it was getting too expensive for him to fund by himself."
"I see," Al replied.
The two didn't speak again until both were spent.
"I didn't know the little brother would be as vicious as he was," She sighed contently, twirling her finger in her hair.
"The little brother is more adventurous than one is lead to believe."
"Yeah, I've noticed," she smiled and pulled his face close. Her lips met his for the millionth time that night. "Thank you."
"For what?" He said with a smile.
"Being my first," she murmured shamefully.
"F-first?!"
"Yeah. I wouldn't want some stranger to be the first to penetrate my sanctuary. But I know you. SO thank you," she murmured as she pulled her long legs up to her chest. She rested her chin on the top of her knees and watched the younger of the two Elric boys dress himself.
"But the way you moved you seemed like you've done this a million times," Al admitted with a blush as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Good instincts I guess," She blushed and he watched as her ears flattened to her head. Her tail wrapped around herself again.
"Why do you do that if you don't mind me asking," Al asked, nodding toward her tail.
"Its comforting. Like a best friend that's attached to my backside," she smiled, petting it.
Al smiled and kissed the back of her shoulder. "I meant what I said earlier."
"About what?" Marissa asked with a sigh as Al licked at her ear.
"About thinking I'm in love," he murmured into her hair, inhaling the sweet scent.
"Poppycock!" she exclaimed and whirled around to look at him. "What would ever make you say that?!"
"Ever heard of love at first sight?" he asked as he looked into her eyes.
"You don't actually believe in that, do you?" she asked, shocked that a boy actually said something so preposterous to her.
"S-Sorta," he whispered, looking to the outfit she wore previously. She smiled and shook her head. "How old did you say you were again? I thought boys out grew that... if they even had that thought to begin with."
"What can I say? I'm a weird kid. I'm nineteen. How old are you?" he smiled and twirled her hair in his fingers.
"Eighteen," she sighed and stood to put her outfit, if it could be called that, on.
After the two were fully dressed, they spent the rest of the night talking. Al left Marissa in the early morning with butterfly kisses everywhere on her body. They shared a passionate kiss before parting ways.
Al paid Jerichiro who grinned maniacally as Al shelled out the money for spending the whole night with Marisa. Al was glad he was a state Alchemist more than ever now because this was getting expensive. Ed questioned why Al was so late coming home. Al just smiled and shrugged off his jacket to ready himself for work that day.
Sorry about some OOC stuff in this chapter. Everyone makes Al so innocent and I felt like a guy couldn't be THAT innocent. There has to be some kind of perversion on the side. He's a teen still and will have raging hormones. I know of like maybe two guys that aren't like this. I'm trying to make the chapters longer, but I come to such nice ending points before I get the chapter long enough XD
Hope you liked it.
R&R please! :)
