A little short, but AN UPDATE! Woohoo!
Fine. If that was the way Ed wanted it, then that was the way it was going to have to be. Roy lifted his hands, instead finding their way to Ed's soft blond locks. One simple tug on the tie and it fell down around the boy's neck and shoulders, allowing Mustang's pale fingers to be carded through it. The Flame Alchemist purred a little, holding their lips locked tighter with this newfound leverage, and Ed had no complaints, wrapping his arms around Mustang's neck and shifting from a sitting position to a straddling one, making the Colonel moan softly. Apparently, Ed didn't know what it did for his companion, so Roy thought now was a good time to put voice to such words.
"Edward, if you're going to flirt, you have to let me do it too. It's not fair if you don't..." his voice was soft and slightly heavy with lust, but it had to be held back because Ed wouldn't allow it. Ed sighed,
"All right, ALL RIGHT! Nothing too suggestive or I'll transmute your hands to the couch."
"Don't arouse me, Fullmetal," he chuckled. Ed rolled his eyes. "Am I allowed to touch you now?"
"You can't stick your hands up my shirt, but I'll let you take yours off and stroke me through mine. NO ass grabbing, so don't try to pull it."
"Awfully picky, aren't we? If you'd let me do what I wanted just once, Ed... I wouldn't sleep with you and throw you away, I promise. Can't you just trust me?"
"There's the problem. I don't. I've never seen you with a woman for more than a week if you get to fuck her within the first few days, and when I admitted I liked you and asked you out, I planned on getting rid of that side of you. If I make you wait for sex you'll appreciate it that much more. Get it?"
"Make me wait too long and I'll lose interest..." though he wanted to stop talking and take advantage of this privilege. His fingers were aching to slide along taut muscle, fabric-covered or not.
"Oh, I'll keep you interested," he unbuttoned Roy's uniform and slipped it off of his shoulders, following it with his undershirt, to expose the pale flesh underneath. Surprisingly, Roy kept himself in fairly good shape like Ed did, though with his alchemy, there was no real need to. Ed didn't question it, just leaned back against the other with a smile, letting Roy lead in picking up where they had left off. With a practiced touch, he took Ed's chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting it up so their eyes met for a second. Roy never failed to notice how beautiful Ed's eyes were, savoring all the deep, dark secrets that were hidden behind those mock-innocent liquid gold irises. It was like looking into his soul.
Ed seemed to notice this; his cheeks reddened slightly. To end the stare, he pulled on Mustang, bringing him down for their kiss which he, almost too forcibly to be natural, continued. Once his tongue was preoccupied with Roy's, the ebon-haired man made his first move. His fingers touched the fabric of Ed's shirt, almost shyly at first, but then it slipped up to rest on his stomach, running the length of his lean torso and then to his back, which he stroked, caressed, and massaged gently. Ed sighed into his lips, pressing to Roy a little tighter, and opened his eyes to glance at the clock on the wall behind his lover.
