Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to write this one. I work all weekend and don't get much time to myself, whereas I have most weekday nights off. Hope you Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Ed tossed and turned throughout the night, continually waking up to make sure Mustang wasn't nearby. He had locked his bedroom door, but he wouldn't put it past the bastard to have a spare key. He kept having dreams about the day before. Some of them he just relived the entire things, some of them he almost escaped, and one, only one, he managed to get out. Every time he woke up and saw the room he was sleeping in reminded him he had no such luck.

At 4:30 his alarm went off and he sat bolt up in his bed. He'd set the alarm so early so he could have at least an hour before Mustang got up. He took care of his daily hygiene; taking a shower, brushing his teeth, and tying his hair into a new ponytail. When he finished putting his hair up after his shower he went back into the bedroom to get changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. When he opened up his dresser drawers, however, his clothes were nowhere to be seen. The only thing contained in the dresser were pairs of tight black pants that looked more like leggings and thin white shirts that flared at the cuffs.

Ed stocked away from the dresser and back into the bathroom. He wouldn't be caught dead in those clothes. 'Then again,' he thought, 'I guess it's better than being caught naked.' Reluctantly he put the slutty clothes on, adding his jacket on top for some extra coverage. Mustang just wanted to defile him in every way possible. Ed blushed as he looked down at his crotch. The pants bulged even when he was completely soft.

He felt like a tramp, but there was nothing he could do but where the clothes until he got out of central command and back somewhere without insane rapists. Or at least insane rapists who weren't the new Führer. As Ed exited his room and into Mustangs new office he was surprised to see that Mustang had fallen asleep on the couch just outside his door. He shut the door quietly, trying not to wake the sleeping monster, and froze when one of the hinges squeaked.

Luckily Mustang didn't even stir on the couch, and Ed completely shut the door with no further distractions. He decided to lock it as well, just in case. 'Maybe if he sees the door is still locked he'll think I'm still in there.' Things would be so much easier if Marco hadn't used that damned Philosopher's Stone to heal Mustang's eyes.

Edward continued his escape out of the office and down the stairs to the first floor. Things seemed to be going well until he got to the front door. "Where do you think you're going, Mr. Elric?" asked a deep voice accompanied by a firm grip on his arm. "My understanding is you are on house arrest and are not to leave the building."

The nuisance that had stopped him was a thick shouldered man in a lieutenant's uniform that Ed had seen around the complex before. "And who's call was that?" Ed asked angrily. 'As if I don't know.'

"The Führer believes there is a credible threat against your life and you would not be safe in public. Please return to the upper levels." Ed scowled at the man and turned around muttering a curse. He'd just have to find a different way out. Until then he decided he'd return to his room. If he had to face Mustang it might as well be now when he was already nice and pissed at him.

As expected, when Ed opened the door to the Führer's office Mustang was off the couch and the door to Ed's room was open. Ed marched furiously to his room and slammed the door open. "What the hell do you th-" Ed cut his words short when he saw exactly the position he was in… or rather, the position Mustang was in.

First off, the man was completely naked without a single effort being made to cover himself. He laid on his back with his legs spread wide. His erect shaft glistened in the light from the doorway, making it obvious he had been masturbating. 'The pervert had to be on my bed to masturbate.' Ed turned to walk away before his own member was fully awake, but Mustang stopped him short with a single word. "Ed-Edward…"

Ed stopped with his hand on the door, his erection threatening to jump out of his pants now. The heat that had risen in his face nearly matched the heat in his crotch. "Yes sir?" he said stiffly. Regardless of his level of arousal he still hated having to respect that bastard Mustang.

"Ed, I need you again," Mustang moaned in an erotic voice. He sounded so weak. So vulnerable… 'This could be my chance,' Ed thought. 'I could take my revenge on him now if he's as pathetic as he sounds.' He shut the door to his room and turned back to Mustang who still lay prone on the bed. The bulge in his pants was at full strength and was beginning to be uncomfortable in his tight black pants he was forced to wear.

"You need me?" Ed asked, a bit of contempt in his eyes. "Why don't you just force me like you did yesterday? Clearly you're stronger than me, just do it again."

Roy lifted his head to look at Ed. "No… I can't," he said, his head falling back to the bed. "I can't… can't even stand up." Ed smiled as his suspicions were confirmed.

"Alright Roy," Ed said in a seductive tone. He walked closer to the pathetic man on his bed. "Tell me what it is you want me to do." He caressed Mustang's inner thigh and felt him shiver with pleasure.

"Get on top… and ride me. Ride my throbbing cock, Fullmetal!" Ed giggled and continued teasing Mustang's sensitive spots.

"Gee, I dunno Roy," he said. "Maybe… I could fuck you this time?" He did his best to sound innocent. "I promise I'll make it feel good."

Mustang looked up at him once again. "Fine," he said after only a few second pause, "But if it hurts at all, you're done and you ride me."

Ed smiled and gave an adorable giggle that made him feel sick. "Yes, Roy," he said compliantly. Ed moved his hand down Mustang's thigh to grip his member. As expected it already had lube on it. Roy gasped and arched his back at Ed's soft touch. Ed stroked the man's cock for a few seconds to get some of the lube onto his hands. Then he moved his hand down between Mustang's legs and probed at his exposed hole, making it pucker at his touch.

Mustang moaned on the bed and watched Ed with lust filled eyes as Ed inserted his first finger. Mustang closed his eyes again as his rectum tightened around Ed's intrusive finger. Ed began working his finger inside the other man gently. By no means was it easy to resist making it painful as all hell, but at this point Mustang still might be able to do something about it. So Ed continued playing along.

He worked a second finger inside Roy's tight anus and soon after a third. He had yet to find the man's prostate. That was the goal, of course. Cause him the most amount of pleasure possible without letting him cum so that he would be weak and defenseless. Finally, with three finger wriggling around inside him, Roy let out a loud moan filled with pleasure. Ed moved his fingers back to that spot and played with it a bit, producing even stronger reactions every time he lingered there more than a second.

Ed continued rubbing Roy's sensitive spot with short breaks in between. Once he saw a prominent stream of pre coming from the man's cock he pulled his fingers out. "Ed-Edward," Roy mumbled. Ed could hardly understand him. The man's eyes fluttered as if trying to open, but nothing came of it. "Back… in," he continued mumbling. Finally the chance had come.

Ed found a wax candle on the stand next to his bed and lit it. As the fire burned on the fuse the wax began to melt and pool around it on the top. Ed returned to Mustang who still laid prone on the bed. He made sure he watched Roy's face as he tipped the candle over his face, the wax flowing off in a steaming stream. Ed hadn't even dared to hope the man would open his eyes, but just as the wax dripped towards him Mustang's eyes opened and he screamed as the burning liquid splashed into his eyes and across his face.

Ed dropped the candle and stepped back, his heart racing. He let a smile cross his face as he watched Roy scream from the pain. Not wanting to be caught he ran from the room and to a window in the office. He went out the window and onto the roof of a lower floor, running and grinning until he reached the apartment he had been staying at before. He'd already paid for a week in the room, so his key still worked and his stuff was still there. He jumped on the bed and laughed hysterically to himself.

"The bastard finally got it!"

End Note: So yeah I was gonna just have Ed rape Mustang and make it really painful but my little alchemist would never do that, especially after experiencing it himself! Please follow and favorite if you like, and always review! Not posting another chapter unless I know people want it!

Additional note: Next Chapter is ready! Just need some more reviews to know you guys actually want more! You can review for every new chapter, but if you don't want to you can still PM me so I know! I'm gonna start on chapter five so I can stay ahead for you my lovelies, but I really need reviews at this point!