The weekend seemed impossibly long, and coming from Edward, that was saying something. He was, admittedly, a bit of a nerd, and enjoyed school more than anyone else he knew, save Alphonse. But usually even he wanted a break from learning, even just for two days, more so he could sleep in than anything else.
Still, when Ed had thoughts of sexual education and Envy cropping up every few minutes, it was hard to not want to get back to class already. So when he did walk into the gym (just barely making it as the bell rang, having had to stay after in math class a few minutes), Edward's heart was thumping, ready and eager for whatever task they had today.
Mr. Nichols watched as the scurried in and plopped down next to Envy, beginning to speak as soon as he was settled. "Kissing." The man paused, watching as the faces of his audience lit up at the single word. "It's a form of bonding that is unique—no other animal does it. Bonobos will suck each other's tongues, but not engage in a true kiss, and nothing else in the animal kingdom comes closer than that. Why? Because it brings us closer together. There's something scientific in that, but we won't go into it, because it doesn't matter. The simple fact is, kissing someone brings you near to them in a way that nothing else can. Yes, sex is more intimate—but couples, when they need a pick me up, will rarely engage intercourse, instead simply requesting a hug and kiss. So today, you'll be doing just that. I've said before how important it is that you feel comfortable around your partner, and I'm saying it again. So today, you get to kiss. Make out, whatever you want to call it, so long as nothing below the waist happens. And trust me, I'll know if you do more."
That sounded a little ominous, and Edward suddenly had the unreasonable fear that Mr. Nichols had set up cameras in their mini-rooms…how else would he be able to tell if they were obeying instructions? But, no, there must be some other method. The government might have allowed the practical version of the class, but filming the students going at it had to still be illegal.
"Alright," Mr. Nichols finished. "Get to it."
The instant the teacher stopped talking, there was an uproar of squeaking and creaking as everyone rose and rushed to their designated sections. Envy sprinted to theirs, making Ed laugh, and with this giddy attitude he practically skipped the last few steps, playfully yanking their curtain shut.
When he turned around, Edward saw that Envy had sat down on the bed, legs folded Indian style, having tossed his shoes to the side. "C'mere, Ed!"
Obeying, Edward pulled his shoes off, hopping awkwardly to do so and making the other boy laugh. Once barefoot, he sat down gingerly on the mattress, watching Envy.
The green haired boy laughed. "Well? Aren't you going to kiss me?"
Blushing, Ed leaned forward—for some reason he had thought Envy would have taken control, made the first move—and pressed his lips to the other boy's. Though they had kissed before (well, just quick ones), Edward was struck by the warmth of Envy, who pushed back, laughing lightly, with more pressure. Ed brought his arms up to Envy's shoulders, squeezing them as he ran his tongue along the green haired boy's bottom lip. Envy hummed, a satisfied sound, but pulled back. "Here, get on my lap, Ed. I can't get close enough to you," he murmured, purple eyes flashing.
Nodding, Edward lifted himself, placing a leg on either side of Envy's waist and settling down. He couldn't help but turn red with the knowledge that the other boy's crotch was in a very strategic position…and the fact that he was rather comfortable on Envy's lap.
With Ed in position, Envy picked up right where they had left off, attacking his lips with gusto. Edward again lifted his hands, this time to wrap around the green haired boy's neck as he pulled himself closer, their chests pressing together. It didn't take long for the kiss to become messy, their tongues intertwining, and Ed unable to keep in tiny moans as they continued.
Suddenly Envy pulled back again, hands grappling for the bottom of his shirt, roughly pulling the offensive piece of clothing over his head. Taking the hint, Edward removed his own tee with slightly less haste, taking the time to try to catch his breath. As soon as he was bare-chested, however, Envy surprised him, pushing him backwards forcefully enough for Ed's back to hit the mattress. The other boy then removed himself from under Edward, instead straddling him.
Edward found he couldn't complain about this new position, and as Envy leaned over him a shudder ran though his body. Eager and wanting, Ed cupped the other boy's cheeks in his hands, pulling Envy's face down to bring their lips together once more. The green haired boy seemed to take an immense amount of pleasure in running his fingers up and down Edward's newly exposed chest, the feelings making it ever harder for Ed to breathe. Eventually, he couldn't stop his own curiosity, and Edward ran his palms along any bit of Envy he could reach, shivering again at the wonderful shape of the green haired boy…
He almost had a heart attack when suddenly, outside their curtain, Mr. Nichols called, "Knock, knock, coming in to check on you," and the fabric was cast aside. Edward and Envy broke apart instantly, and in a shocking moment of clarity Ed realized just what the teacher was seeing: Envy on top of him, both shirtless, flushed (Edward more so), and panting, with wet, somewhat swollen lips and a thin string of saliva connecting their mouths. But despite all that, Mr. Nichols just chuckled darkly, muttering, "I love my job," as he allowed the curtain to fall back.
Normally, he would have taken the time to analyze that statement, but as soon as they were concealed again Envy decided to take the opportunity to press his mouth to Ed's neck, and Edward found himself unable to concentrate on anything like that.
"Ah!" he cried out, arching upwards, hands automatically tangling in Envy's long hair. "Envy…"
"That's right," Envy murmured against Ed's skin. "Say my name."
It was unbelievable, how good just this felt, and Edward found himself shouting a soundless scream as the green haired boy bit him, licking at the flesh afterwards almost as an apology. And then the sucking, the endless, wonderful sucking. A wakening down below, too, as Ed began to harden from all the feelings.
"Envy," Edward panted. "Envy, stop, you're—ahhh…you're going to leave a mark."
"Good," the other boy muttered huskily, grinding down into Ed, refusing to release his neck. If the sensation wasn't quite so amazing, Edward would have insisted that Envy stop, but as it was he couldn't be bothered, and the green haired boy only let up when the final bell rang, sitting upright to admire his work.
"Oh yeah," he affirmed, grinning wickedly. "That's gonna be a nice one."
Ed brought a hand up to his neck, to the spot where the pumping of his blood felt just a little more intense than normal. If Envy could tell it was a hickey now, what was it going to look like later? Normally, Edward would have complained…but he had bigger problems.
"This bell's going to be the death of me," he breathed. "I get all excited, and then suddenly we have to stop."
Envy, knowing exactly what he was referring to, reached down and squeezed through Ed's pants, making him yelp. Laughing, he bent down again, kissing Edward's forehead before murmuring in his ear, "It'll be okay, baby, just a little longer and I'll be allowed to take care of that for you."