Title: Control
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Jean Havoc and Cain Fuery
Theme: #26 - If Only I Could Make You Mine
Rating/Warning: PG, bordering on T for shounen-ai
Disclaimer: Don't own it; probably never will.
Control
"What are we?" Fuery asked Havoc one day out of the blue. "I mean, are we just work colleagues, or friends, or..."
He left the end of the question open on purpose. Didn't four kisses make them just a little more than friends?
"Friends at least," Havoc answered. "I don't know exactly." That was the honest truth. Havoc wasn't sure what exactly Fuery was expecting from him, or what exactly he was doing leading the younger man along. All he knew was that he cared about Fuery just enough to not want him to find someone else, or for the Master Sergeant to give up on him.
He hadn't exactly given up on his persistent search for a girlfriend though, but it had certainly decreased in intensity, partially because there was now a rumour floating around that he was gay. A rumour, he had a feeling, that he had played a large part in creating.
In the back of his mind he knew that it was cruel to demand that Fuery stay fixated with him when he himself planned to move on. If only he had some way to make sure Fuery never forgot about him, or, he thought again, if only he had enough courage to make certain they really were more than friends. That would cause problems though, Havoc had told himself many times, even if he was willing to go gay and risk an awful lot of prejudice for a relationship with Cain.
Those kisses though; they were all so good; didn't that make Havoc gay anyway?
If only his own feelings weren't so damned confusing. If only…
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Cain Fuery watched as countless different emotions passed over the face of the man he loved. Jean Havoc was obviously thinking about something very serious and complex.
He wanted to ask what it was that had Havoc so deep in thought, but that he wouldn't. He was secretly hoping that in some way Havoc's thoughts were revolving around him at that moment, and didn't have the courage to be told otherwise.
If only Havoc would think about him, Fuery thought, even though he was sure havoc had far more important things on his mind than the Master Sergeant. If only he had the bravery to ask more of the Lieutenant; to ask for his thoughts or maybe for just one more of those delicious kisses Fuery had grown to love.
If only…
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If only I could make you mine…
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Before he quite knew what it was he was doing, Havoc had leaned in closer to Fuery and pressed his lips against the Master Sergeant's. His hands reached up to hold Fuery's face tenderly. With just the smallest amount of effort, Fuery opened up to Havoc, letting him plunder the inside of Cain's mouth to his heart's content.
A rather loud moan from Fuery seemed to alert Havoc to what exactly it was he was doing, and who he was doing it with, and he attempted to pull back from the kiss.
No, Fuery thought fiercely. I won't let you do this to me. I've been letting you take whatever you wanted from me all this time. What about what I want?
His arms wrapped more tightly around Havoc's neck and back, forcing Havoc to continue their kiss. Jean was soon surprised to feel Fuery take the lead, pushing against Havoc's mouth far more fiercely than he had ever done before.
Havoc's initial reaction was to fight back, and did, letting the argument between them continue without words.
Friends, he thought, silently laughing at his earlier assertion. 'Friends' did not kiss as many times as he and Fuery had, and they certainly didn't moan in pleasure while doing so, as he had just realised he had been for the past few moments.
They kissed for far longer than either of them had planned to, and when they pulled apart, both were fairly sure that neither of them would be able to see each other as a 'friend' any longer.
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That weekend Jean Havoc did not go on his traditional girlfriend hunt. Nor the weekend after that or the weekend after that…