"So…" Envy mused, petting Edward's head. The green haired boy was stretched out on the couch, injured leg propped up on pillows, while Ed was seated on the floor next to him. "You couldn't get the TV working?"
"No," Edward sighed. "It wouldn't turn on."
"Still, that's something, right? I mean…no one just happens to have a TV hidden in a fake filing cabinet drawer that's hooked straight into the cables in the wall. That's definitely sketchy."
"Yeah," Ed agreed, "but it doesn't help with anything. There's still no concrete proof that he's doing anything."
Envy was quiet, thinking for a moment. Edward let his eyes slide shut, relaxing into the other boy's absentminded fingers. "And you looked everywhere?"
"Yeah, more or less. I mean, I couldn't look at absolutely every paper, there wasn't any time, but I didn't see anything that looked suspicious other than that TV."
"What about his bag?"
Bag? Ed thought about it, trying to recall… "No. His bag wasn't in his office."
"Maybe he's got all the proof in there!" Envy suggested, excited. He half sat up, and Edward had to reach up to push him back down so Envy didn't hurt himself.
"Rest!" he demanded. "You're right, though, that's the only other place it could be…if there's anything to find, that is. Still, isn't that kind of dangerous? Just carrying around kiddie porn?"
"Less dangerous than letting it sit around in his office, I'd guess," Envy replied. "I mean, think about it. If it's in his office, anyone else who is in there could find it. If it's in his bag…no one's going to look in there besides him. Plus, he can carry it with him everywhere." Edward felt the other boy shudder behind him. "Ew, you realize that means he could just go to the bathroom with it and jerk off to us whenever he wanted to?"
"Stop!" Ed pulled his legs up, wrapping his arms around his knees. That was beyond disturbing to think about. "That's disgusting."
"Sorry. But you have to admit, it's a possibility."
Disturbed, Edward grabbed Envy's hand, holding it tightly. "I really want to nail this guy," he whispered.
"I know," Envy agreed. "So I guess the next step is to check his bag."
"How? It was hard enough getting into his office—look what you did to yourself—so how on earth are we going to get into his bag?"
"We'll figure something out," the green haired boy insisted, squeezing Edward's hand. "Something less dangerous," he added after a moment of thought.
Ed rolled his eyes though Envy couldn't see, starting as Alphonse called out from the next room. "You guys want some chips and salsa?" his brother asked. Edward leaned his head back to see Envy shaking his head.
"No, but thanks, Al!"
"Okay. I'll be up in my room if you need me."
The living room was quiet for a long moment before Envy started laughing. "What?"
"You know what I do want to have?"
"No…?"
"You."
Grin spreading across his face, Ed stood up, turning and sitting back down on the edge of the couch. He leaned down, mindful of Envy's leg, to kiss the green haired boy softly. What he didn't expect, however, was for Envy to pull him down, turning something gentle into something rough. By the time Edward was permitted to come up for air, he was gasping for breath. "Envy…"
"Come back here, I wasn't finished with you," the other boy complained. "You should take that shirt off. And the pants, for good measure."
"Okay, one, were in my living room for fuck's sake, anyone could walk in on us," Edward began, exasperated. "And two, you decided it would be a good idea to cut up your leg. You really think you're up to pounding me?"
"No," Envy admitted. "But my mouth is in perfect working order."
Ed couldn't help but shiver at the words, at the look in Envy's violet eyes. He swallowed, hard, trying to keep thinking logically. "We're still in my living room."
"So what?" Envy scoffed. "Al said he was going to be upstairs, and you told me yourself that Roy never gets home this early. It's what, five? We've got time."
No, no, no. Edward could not let himself think about this. He just couldn't. But Envy was still looking at him with that particular light in his eyes, and now the other boy's hand was snaking up Ed's shirt, ghosting over his chest, and being rational was starting to get hard.
Among other things.
"Fuck," he muttered, leading down again to kiss Envy. The green haired boy grinned into the kiss victoriously, hands still trailing up and down Edward's torso and making him whimper.
That brought on another concern. Ed pulled back. "I'm too loud."
"You'd better bite down on something, then," Envy remarked, grinning wickedly as he lowered a hand to Edward's crotch, causing Ed to hiss.
"You're going to be the death of me," Edward growled, pressing their lips together once more. Envy didn't seem to care, still massaging Ed's growing bulge through his pants. Fuck jeans. Who was the dick who invented jeans? They were too thick, too in the way…Envy seemed to feel the same way, as with deft fingers he unbuttoned and unzipped Edward, pulling him out into the open air. Ed moaned into the kiss at the fresh contact, bucking into Envy's hand. Not about to be outdone, Edward grabbed Envy as well, grinning at the gasp the other boy let out.
"And you said you didn't want to play…" Envy breathed. His inhalations became ragged as Ed released him from his pants. All of a sudden, Envy sat halfway upright, pulling away from Ed. "Come here."
Edward flushed as he obeyed—it was all just so obscene. This hurried contact, the possibility of Alphonse coming down to see them, the way they couldn't even be bothered to get naked…it was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. Ed carefully threw his leg over to Envy's other side, kneeling on the couch with the green haired boy positioned perfectly between his legs. Envy didn't hesitate, taking Edward into his mouth right away. Ed barely brought a hand up to bite down on in time to prevent himself from crying out audibly.
Around his mouthful, Envy smiled wickedly, a hand coming up to squeeze Edward's ass as he sucked. Ed bit down harder despite the pain, desperate to keep quiet no matter how good it felt. He bucked forward unconsciously, and Envy did nothing to stop him, relaxing as he allowed Edward to take the lead.
That killed him. Ed reached behind himself to grasp Envy—it was a bit uncomfortable, but he managed, stroking the other boy even as he thrust into his mouth. Envy pulled him in deeper, and Edward retaliated by quickening the speed of his up and down motion, gratified when Envy had to release him for a moment, panting at the feeling. Ed leaned back, wanting to get Envy further before he finished. It took enormous amounts of self control, with Envy's mouth open and waiting when he was just so damn hard.
"Come on, baby," Envy gasped after a moment. "Watching you is driving me insane…I'm so close…"
That was the end of his control. Edward pushed forward again, whimpering around his hand as Envy licked at him. Too much. It was too much. Fuck, he'd never realized how incredibly arousing being rushed was. "Envy," he moaned quietly, chancing removing his hand for a moment to warn the other boy.
Apparently Envy got the message, because he sucked ever harder, bucking upwards into Ed's speeding hand. Edward couldn't take it, busting into Envy's mouth, his shout audible despite his hand gag. He felt Envy follow suit even as the green haired by swallowed. After a few blissful moments, Ed pulled out, letting his hand fall as he crawled off of Envy. The other boy had completely ruined his shirt, and, panting, he stripped it off and bundled it into a ball, tossing it aside before gesturing for Edward to come back.
Ed tucked himself away, waiting until Envy had done the same before he crawled next to the other boy. There was barely enough room for him to teeter on the edge of the couch, avoiding Envy's leg, but Envy wrapped his arms around Edward and kept him up. "See, aren't you glad you listened to me?"
"Shut up," Ed mumbled, closing his eyes and nuzzling into Envy's side. "It was still a bad idea."
Roy came home a few hours later, sighing as he caught sight of the two boys, still lying on the couch. "Bloody hell, Ed, I didn't say he could move in."