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Chapter 6

Eventually Roy gave up on sleep. It seemed easier to distract himself from his fantasies once he got up and started moving around. He dressed and was on his second pot of coffee by the time he heard Edward start moving around. Mustang smiled to himself – he had their conversation all worked out. He'd been rehearsing what he would say since five in the morning.

Every carefully prepared line flew out of his mind the minute Ed came into the kitchen. His hair was disheveled. He had a sleepy look on his face and was scratching his belly.

He was wearing only the little white lace panties from the night before. The material was stretched to its limit containing his masculine charms and blond curly hair was peeking up over the elastic.

"Morning," the youth said yawning.

It took Roy's brain a moment to kick in enough to answer. The blood was quickly rushing to another part of his anatomy at the sight of a nearly naked Edward Elric.

"…Morning…" Mustang answered.

By this time Ed's head was in the refrigerator giving Roy a perfect view of his flawless lace covered ass. "Is there any of that take-out left from last night?" Ed asked.

Roy decided it would be best to be direct, ignoring his body's reactions. "Fullmetal, why are you still dressed like that?" he asked. He tried to appear nonchalant by taking a sip of his coffee.

Ed shut the fridge and turned to look at him. "You took my clothes. What am I supposed to do walk around naked?" he asked running his thumbs on the inside of the panties as if he might take them off.

Roy almost choked on his coffee but thankfully managed to swallow it properly in time.

He had totally forgotten about having taken all of Ed's clothes. He stood up a bit too fast and banged his knee on the table leg.

"I'll go get them," he said not trusting himself to look directly at Ed and hurried from the room.

Roy went and got Ed's apparel from where he'd stashed them. He took them to the younger alchemist's room and went back to the kitchen. He found Ed finishing a couple of boxes of leftovers he'd overlooked the night before.

"You can get dressed now," Roy informed him. "I left your clothes in your room."

"Thanks," Ed said getting up and throwing the empty containers in the garbage.

Roy walked over and poured himself another cup of coffee. He couldn't resist staring at Ed's taut muscular ass as he left the kitchen. By the light of day his body was even more amazing.

As the mismatched steps went down the hall, Roy gave his head a shake. This was no time to be thinking about sex. Now was his chance to regroup and start over so he could clear up this misunderstanding.

He was just starting to feel more collected when he saw a now fully and properly dressed Edward walk with a sense of purpose past the kitchen door.

"Fullmetal!" called Mustang.

Ed stuck his head back in the kitchen. "What?" he asked.

"Where are you going?" Mustang inquired.

"To the Library, I still have research to do," he answered. "Did you have something you needed me to do?"

Mustang was caught off guard. It hadn't occurred to him that anyone would choose to work on their day off. "No, but I think we need to have a talk when you get back," he replied.

"Ok," Ed answered. "See you later." He disappeared around the corner and a minute later he could be heard leaving through the front door.

Roy considered the whole situation as he finished his coffee. He had to admit Ed seemed to be handling the situation much better than he hoped. He had been expecting another tantrum or at best the blond to be sullen and pissed off. The fact that he wasn't, surprised Roy. Maybe he wouldn't even need to talk to Ed about it. It might just all just blow over.

Ed had discovered long ago that you could learn anything from a library. He had access to one of the largest and most extensive ones in the country. Although he'd never seduced a man nor had sex with one (aside from his brief encounter the night before) there were books that would tell him how it was done. The librarian might have given him a strange look when he asked where to find the books he needed but he was a man with a mission and he couldn't be bothered with appearances.

He spent the entire afternoon reading and learning more about sex than really he'd really intended. It had always been a rather low priority for him since he'd had other things occupying his time but it was really fascinating stuff now that he had developed an interest.

The only problem was that while he was researching Ed couldn't help but be aroused as he pictured him and Mustang together doing some of these things. Twice he found himself in the washroom relieving himself of the sexual tension that had built up. He was glad there weren't many people around Sunday afternoon. He wondered if Mustang was in to any of this kinky stuff.

It was starting to get dark by the time he left the library. He stopped to have supper and he picked up a couple of bags of groceries on the way back. That bastard didn't have any decent food to speak of. Ed was used to looking after himself and he rather thought he'd better keep his strength up.

The house was shrouded in darkness when he returned. Ed thought Mustang must have gone out. He kicked off his boots as he came in the door. Then he went into the kitchen and started unpacking his purchases. When he was done he threw his red coat over the back of a chair and found a note on the kitchen table. It was from Roy informing him there was take out in the fridge and that he was having a nap. It instructed Ed to wake him when he got home.

Ed helped himself to one container of food as grocery shopping had made him hungry. After that he decided to go find Mustang.

Ed went to the den, expecting to find him napping there but the couch was empty. He went down the hall and checked Roy's bedroom. Sure enough. There he was, lying sprawled on his back on top of the comforter in his clothes. He was snoring gently with one arm thrown above his tousled head.

Ed couldn't have imagined a sexier sight. His mind had busy processing all of the information that he'd gone through that afternoon. There was a semblance of a plan forming. Suddenly Ed grinned evilly. It was just too perfect.

He walked over to the bed, clapped his hands and placed them palm down on the covers. They glowed with blue alchemic power and began to move. The material of the blankets separated into strips and began wrapping themselves gently around Mustangs arms and feet. The cloth dragged the other arm above Mustang's head and wrapped around his wrists and hands swathing them like a mummy's. Strips of material wrapped themselves around his lower legs, parting them slightly bent at the knees. The ends of the fabric buried themselves and chemically bond to the mattress beneath the sleeping figure so that he was completely restrained.

Ed then stood up walking over to the night stand. He turned on the lamp and surveyed his work satisfied. His cock was rock hard at the sight before him. Mustang was totally helpless and had slept peacefully through it all. It seemed like the guy did nothing but sleep.

Ed sat on the bed next to Mustang and nudged him. "Hey!" he said. "Wake up."

Roy stopped snoring and opened his eyes sleepily. "Fullmetal, you're back," he replied and then he tried to move his arms down and found he was tied down. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Tsk. Tsk. Colonel Mustang. I'm really surprised at how careless you are. You don't lock your doors. Anyone can just come in here and do anything," Ed taunted.

"You mean I've been robbed?" Roy asked surprised.

"No, nothing like that," Ed replied. He stood up and took off his black jacket. He threw it at the end of the bed.

Roy strained at his bonds. "How do you know? Have you looked around?" he inquired frustrated.

"I don't have to," Ed answered.

"Well let me loose," ordered Mustang.

Ed climbed on the bed and straddled him. He put his hands together and there was a blade at the end of his auto mail arm. Instead of the one he usually used in a fight, this one was smaller sharper and extended from the first two fingers. He pulled Roy's shirt out from his pants.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Roy asked surprised. Ed was acting strangely and though he was still groggy with sleep it was giving him a bad feeling.

Ed sliced the bottom button off his shirt saying, "This shirt looks a little tight on you." He neatly sliced off the next button and continued to work his way upwards until the shirt fell open exposing Roy's chest.

Mustang tested the restraints again but they held him fast. He would be totally vulnerable until Ed cut him loose. Worse yet his body was responding to the way the youth was sitting on top of him. What did Edward thinking? Mustang wasn't made out of stone. Roy had to put a stop to this before it got out of control again.

He tried reason. "Fullmetal, this is no time for jokes. I may have just been robbed. I have to get up and check. Now you've have your fun - so get off me!"

Ed leaned over until he was looking directly at the colonel. "Not yet I haven't." he said as Mustang's eyes widened in surprise.

Then Ed sat back again and continued his work.

"You don't have to worry about having been robbed though. It was me who tied you up," Ed said smirking at him, enjoying the shocked look that appeared on Roy's face. "And what I want is right here."