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Taste

"Hey!" Alphonse screamed angrily, dashing through the hallways of his home. "Who ate the pie?"

Edward looked away from his book and cocked his head to the side to gaze at his furious younger brother. It wasn't everyday you saw an adorable little boy suddenly turning angry. He saw the brunette stomping towards him, silly tears at the corner of his eyes that were threatening to fall.

"You ate it, I know you did!" Al hissed at him, lowering his voice slightly.

"Ate what?" Ed asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't act stupid!" Alphonse spat, placing his hands on both of his older sibling's shoulders. "Why couldn't you have waited until after dinner to eat dessert?"

"I didn't eat the pie, one of the cats slid through the open window and ate it, honest," Ed explained, searching Al's hazel eyes for any sign of belief or mercy. No luck so far.

"The—windows—are—closed."

Edward muffled a nervous laugh, but pretended to act serious and furrowed his eyebrows. He leaned inward, slightly closing the space between their faces, as both of their eyes remained locked on to each other's. "What makes you so sure that I ate it, anyway?"

"Here's proof."

Before Ed knew it, Alphonse pushed him to the couch and straddled his hips, gaining control of the blonde's body. His lips curved into a mischievous smile, then leaned in and pressed against Ed's. Al withdrew his hand from his older brother's shoulder and traveled to Ed's face, forcing an opening between his lips to sink his tongue inside. Once he accomplished this, he quickly searched his mouth for any clues, excluding foul tastes that didn't give him a lead.

Ed could only shut his eyes and claw at the pillows beneath him, trying his best to fight the urge of having his own pleasures with his younger sibling, since he was aware that he could easily overpower the small brunette. For some reason, his tongue had a mind of its own, and slipped into Al's moist cavern. Neither Al nor Ed anticipated that, but both of them whimpered in joy. They deepened the 'kiss' by grabbing each other's collars and pulling each other in, unaware that they were coloring a shade of violet from the lack of oxygen.

Found it.

Alphonse reluctantly parted, then stared down at his older brother in shame and triumph while wiping away spittle from the corner of his mouth. "I taste blueberry filling."

Ed smirked. "You say that you're the responsible one, but the same flavor is in your mouth."

"You're hallucinating, that came from you."

Edward showed a teasing smile, then immediately pounced on top of his sibling, pinning him down by holding his arms. "Here, I'll give you proof."