Disclaimer: Never have owned, never will own. This is fan-made, and I do not own FMA.
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Massage
"Ah, brother…it feels so good…" Alphonse muttered, closing his eyes as he was sucked into a blissful daydream.
Edward, who was giving Al a relaxing back massage, colored slightly. "Be quiet!" he shushed the younger brother, "Do you want the next door neighbors to think we're doing something wrong? All you have to do is relax so you won't squeal anymore."
Al tried to silence himself as Ed demanded, but couldn't help but purr at his brother's soothing touch.
Earlier that day, Al's back was arched forward from leaning in, examining the paper work the ex-alchemist was doing on his desk. His shoulders cramped up and his position became very uncomfortable. Al's face twisted into pain and soreness, so Ed paused his occupation and began to seduce him with his hands trailing up and down his back.
"I-I'm sorry, big brother, but…ngh…I'm really- aah! Ticklish…" Al's shoulders shot up as the feel of Ed's hands ran over a sensitive spot on his neck, causing him to break up his statement.
Edward sighed and couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, I can see that. Are you feeling better?"
Al nodded reluctantly, still aching and yearning for his older sibling's touches. A yawn from Ed and the creaking of the mattress they were atop of were heard from behind the younger ex-alchemist. His lips slowly curved into a soft smile.
Before Ed could arise from the bed and back to the desk, the younger boy pinned him down and forced his arms above his head.
"Al, what are you…" his sentence was cut off by trails of soft kisses being placed on his cheek, then traveling down to suck lightly at a tender area on the neck. A moan erupted from Ed's mouth as he began to squirm. "Ah…"
"You must be tired, brother," Al whispered into Ed's ear, his voice filled with lust and concern. "I think you need a massage, too…" That tone of voice sent shivers down Edward's spine.
Al nipped at his brother's earlobe as his hands began to unbutton Ed's shirt. His mouth moved to the older sibling's lower lip. He began to nibble and suck on it lightly, pleased at the sounds of pleasure the blonde was making. His left hand moved up from his shirt and forced open Ed's lips, just wide enough for his tongue to enter the moist cavern of his brother's mouth, not bothering to ask for permission. Al's lips parted and fluttered downwards, brushing his cheek against the collarbone. Ed raked his hands through the caramel-covered hair of his brother, asking for more, but reconsidered himself.
"Ah…A-Al…s-stop teasing and let me get back to…m-my work…" Ed managed to say as he felt the younger boy on top of his nuzzled his face into his chest, sending ripples of joy throughout his body.
Al looked up, his ear against the blonde's chest to hear his racing heartbeat. "You need to relax more, Ed," Al suggested, rubbing his shoulders as his own tongue moved in circles on Ed's chest. Edward gripped the bed sheets, trying to maintain control of his body.
They couldn't help it. They were brothers in love. Both of them found it wrong, but couldn't help but crave each other's touch. It was breaking the rules, again stirring some sort of balance. They were trying to evade doing another taboo or sin, but always ended up in trouble's arms in some way.
"Alphonse!" Edward scolded, feeling a hand suddenly at his thigh.
Al smirked and moved the offending hand to Ed's back, rubbing it up and down the backbone to relax his tensed up brother. He felt the older sibling's heartbeat beating loudly, so much that he was worried it was going to burst. "Relax, Ed," he told the older boy, both hands pushing down on his back. Ed couldn't help but allow his blush to grow.
"You feeling better?" Al asked as he felt the heartbeats go slower.
Ed nodded vigorously while he bit his lower lip. He swallowed, sat up and turned around so that Al could have a better view of where he placed his hands.
"See?" Al said as he leaned upwards and placed a kiss on Ed's cheekbone, "All you have to do is relax."