Genre: Romance
Rating: T
Prompt: "Rough gloves in sensitive places."
Sensitive
words: 270
Roy smirked against the side of Ed's neck as he leaned against the younger man's back. Edward's entire focus was on the book he was reading. The two of them were sitting on the couch, Roy's back pressed against the arm behind him while Edward was settled between his legs. Legs that were sprawled along the length of the sofa.
Intent on dragging Edward's attention away from the oh so interesting book (Like a book was more interesting than him?) Roy pulled his hand free from where it was resting on Ed's leather clad thigh and brought it around between them. Slipping beneath the young man's dark tank top he trailed the rough fabric of the ignition glove he'd failed to take off when he'd arrived home over the little dip in Ed's spine at the small of his back.
Edward stiffened, his breath hitching slightly. The blond's head turned to regard him of his shoulder with hooded eyes that looked through a thick fringe of golden hair.
The smirk on Roy's face slid a little wider as he hummed enquiringly.
"Don't do that you bastard." Ed growled.
"Do what?" Roy asked innocently. Too innocently. Then he did it again, dipping lower and easing past the top of Edward's pants.
Ed hissed, "That!"
"Why ever not?" Roy purred.
"You utter bastard!"
The book hit the floor with a thump, the pages bending haphazardly and any hope of finding the place Ed had been was gone. Of course, Ed didn't care right then, he was too busy twisting around to shut Mustang up with his mouth.