Edward barely paid any attention as Mr. Nichols spoke, the words passing in a blur. Something about hands and mouth only—apparently it wasn't quite open season yet. Whatever. That didn't matter, not really. All that mattered was that Envy was sitting close and he was about to be a whole lot closer and Ed was already at half mast from fantasizing all day and damn it he was ready.

Finally they were released, a huge crowd of ramped up students heading to their makeshift rooms, Edward and Envy no exception. Envy barely got to close the curtain before Ed pounced, locking lips with the other boy through a smile. Edward was tingling all over, having waited, really, far too long to be let loose like this. He let out an involuntary, high pitched gasp as Envy grabbed his ass, kneading him through suddenly constrictive sweat pants. That was it.

Ed stepped back, panting, and ripped off his shirt and sneakers, hurriedly pulling down his sweatpants as well. Within seconds he was back at it, fingers digging into Envy's shoulders. "You did that on purpose," the other boy accused in between kisses. "You never wear sweatpants."

"Well, I couldn't be bothered to have to deal with—ah!" Edward's explanation was cut short by Envy's mouth moving down to his neck. "—With getting off my usual pants. They're all way too tight."

"They do a lot for your ass though," the green haired boy murmured, letting himself drop to his knees to trail down, sucking and licking at random all the way to Ed's stomach.

"Envy…" Edward whimpered, tugging at the other boy's t-shirt. "You're still wearing too much."

"So are you," Envy growled, teasing the waistband of Ed's boxers. He let his hand fall, grabbing Edward through the loose fabric and making him cry out. Grinning against his stomach, the green haired boy began to move his hand with painstaking slowness. Ed couldn't help but complain, pushing his hips forward for more. "Patience, Edward," Envy murmured, his tone stern. The other boy glanced up, holding Ed's gaze as he lowered his mouth, replacing fingers with lips…

"Fuck," Edward groaned, hands automatically moving to tangle in Envy's hair. He was throbbing, that teasing wetness that was leaking through his boxers driving him absolutely insane. Ed didn't bother to try to hide the tiny gasps he was making—he was too busy imagining what this would feel like without that pesky fabric in the way… "Envy, please…"

The green haired boy pulled away, only to push Ed backwards, hard. Edward landed on the mattress with a huff, and by the time he recovered, Envy was on top of him, kissing him once more. Ed was hyperaware of every inch of Envy on every inch of him, and he couldn't seem to control his breathing. Suddenly Envy ground down on him, and Edward moaned loudly, thrusting upwards for more of that delicious contact. He whimpered as the other boy pulled back, looking down on him. In that moment Ed became very conscious of how he must look, flushed, panting, and utterly desperate for more.

"You're adorable Ed," Envy breathed, grinning down at him.

"I am not," Ed hissed, his blush deepening as he looked away. Envy grabbed his chin, forcing his gaze back to the other boy.

"Yes. You are." Envy kissed him again. "And absolutely fuckable, too."

Any other time, Edward would have kept arguing, but the green haired boy's comment reminded him of what they should really be doing right about then: each other. "C'mon, take this stuff off," Ed repeated, again pulling Envy's shirt, this time from the bottom. He greedily took in every inch of the other boy as it was revealed…though Edward's eyes couldn't seem to stop from snapping back to the lovely bulge in Envy's jeans. Once the shirt was gone, he began to work on those as well, looping his fingers through the belt loops and yanking the fabric out of the way. Mmm. Going commando. Tasty.

Chuckling darkly, Envy finished the job for him, kicking the jeans away before bringing their mouths back together. This time Edward could feel Envy so much more clearly, bare as he thrust against Ed's crotch, and it made him gasp, hungry for it. Never before had something so simple as boxers been such an obstacle.

Rough, frantic fingers scrabbled for the band, and Ed yanked down his boxers forcefully, before Envy pulled them the rest of the way. The contact, this time, took his breath away. Envy was hot and heavy and it seemed as though every time he moved so much as half an inch, Edward could feel it in a very specific spot. He could no longer control his hips, which were bucking upwards, aching for more of the other boy, Envy's hand snaked down, curling around Ed, and it was all he could do to not scream it felt so good. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Edward knew this was the same touch he could give himself, but with Envy…everything was a thousand times more extreme, lightning flowing through his body at even the lightest touch.

He wanted more.

Edward grabbed Envy in his hand as well, marveling at the feel of another guy rubbing against his palm. A breathy moan from above made him twitch, painfully hard, and he redoubled his efforts…until Envy pulled away. It wasn't like the other boy was gone for long, though—he merely spun around so that his face was above Ed's crotch, his green hair spilling everywhere, driving Edward nearly mad with the tickling sensation.

And then Envy descended, and Ed couldn't stop himself from shouting this time. "Envy!" The other boy's mouth was hot and wet, his tongue moving in the most pleasant ways, his lips sucking so hard it made Edward see white. He tried to thrust upwards, but Envy's hands restrained his hips, and all he could do was arch with his upper body, clawing at the sheets, his head thrown back…

And taking in quite the view.

Grinning through another moan, Ed reached upwards, grabbing Envy's hips above him and pulling them down, taking the other boy into his mouth. The green haired boy hissed at the feeling, making Edward, in turn, gasp around his full mouth—that was an interesting sensation.

With all the anticipation and these wonderful touches, there was no way Ed was going to last long, so he concentrated on the task at hand. Careful to keep his hands in control at Envy's hips so he didn't choke, Edward took as much in as he could, sucking hard and bobbing his head, mirroring the other boy's motions with him. Ed couldn't honestly see what people complained about—maybe it was just him, but sucking Envy off was only making him more turned on, it didn't bother him at all. Just knowing that he had Envy in his mouth, that he was making the other boy feel this good…well, combined with Envy's ministrations, it was driving Edward wild.

He really did try to warn the green haired boy that he was going to bust, but Ed couldn't seem to get the words around his mouthful, and so Envy must have been surprised when, a moment later, Edward came. If he was, Envy didn't show it, swallowing faithfully around Edward. It was all too much for Ed, and he cried out—just in time for Envy to explode as well.

Gasping for air from his climax, Edward didn't have it in him to swallow—he would have choked. Instead he just lowered a hand, pumping Envy through, surprisingly unbothered by the wetness spurting across his face.

After a long moment, Envy stood up, shaking, only to plop back down right side up next to Edward. They kissed, slowly, breathlessly, and just laid there…until Envy laughed. "You're a little messy, Ed."

"Not my fault," Edward muttered, letting his eyes slide shut, utterly exhausted from the experience.

Just then, a familiar call to cover themselves up. Envy tossed a sheet over them as Mr. Nichols peeked in, snorting as his eyes caught sight of Ed's face. Edward, for his part, was too tired to do anything but blush, but Envy frowned and pulled the sheet higher, cutting off the view, only lowering it once the teacher left.

"I don't like that," Envy grumbled, running fingers down Ed's arm. "It's creepy. I mean, I get he wants to check on us, but…the way he just kind of…lingered on your face…"

Edward rolled over onto his side, curling into the green haired boy. "Don't worry about it. It's pretty hard to ignore."

"Still…"

"Envy, don't focus on that. I'm too tired to be mad, so don't ruin my buzz. Just focus on how…fun that was," Ed insisted, his eyes sliding shut. That is, until he felt a warm tongue on his cheek, slowly licking away the mess.

"Yeah," Envy agreed, pressing a kiss to the top of Edward's head and holding him tightly once he was done. "That was fun."