"How you eat doesn't bother me, you know. I think it's cute. Please, keep going." Ed's color faded slightly, and he continued. They finished off with a piece of chocolate cream pie, which they fed to each other with much laughter when Ed had glanced away for a second and ended up trying to feed the pie to Mustang's nose. The drive home was fairly peaceful, as Ed had cuddled close to Roy on this chilly night, his blond head rested on Roy's shoulder. They were silent until they reached Roy's house and were standing in the living room.
Ed had taken his shoes off, and then dove on his lover, hugging him tightly, "Thanks... I'm glad we went out tonight. Mind if I stay the night again?" Roy turned, smiling, and kissed Ed deeply, teasingly, but he wasn't sure Ed would get his message.
"Of course you can."
"Roy, you've been so good to me... I don't know how the hell to repay you for it..." Roy's eyes snapped open, as immediately the idea popped into his head to ask the boy for sex as collateral. He batted it away; he really, truly did want to, but wasn't about to force Ed into anything he didn't want. He wasn't that kind of guy. Besides, love-making was always better when both partners were willing. Even so... He decided to test Edward's receptiveness toward the idea, even if not directly. Who knew? He might give in this time.
"You don't have to. I love you, you love me. That's all that matters..." again, he seized the boy's lips with his own, his tongue entangling with Fullmetal's boldly. He reacted as Roy had expected, as he always had during such a kiss, pressing himself tight to Roy. The heat of Ed's body through his suit gave Roy the urge to strip them both bare and have his way with Ed then, but he was more restrained than that. Instead, he kept Ed busy and focused on their lips, massaging him gently as he slid Ed's jacket from his shoulders, the tie coming undone so smoothly, it could only have been done by expert fingers like Mustang's. When Ed did not retort to the unbuttoning of his red shirt, Roy took that as an excellent moment to lead him to the bedroom. He hummed hungrily against Ed's lips, his own jacket and shirt ending up on the floor as he traced the contours of Ed's beautifully toned body.
He moved down, nibbling at the crook of his lover's neck, and Ed moaned softly, hands clutching the back of the Colonel's neck. Ed's belt came free, and he was the one to sit on the bed, pulling Roy after him, to kiss him some more. He went on his back so ridiculously easy, it was almost as if they had rehearsed this very night so many times over. God, this was more than Mustang could ever have hoped for, and not a moment too soon. In such a short moment he had already become painfully aroused, and by the feel of things, Ed was too. He flicked his tongue against a firm nipple, pleased to see the arch in his lover's spine and the soft whimper that passed his lips. It seemed that Ed was far too absorbed in the heat of the moment to be paying attention: Roy had just unbuttoned and slipped off his pants, leaving him in only his boxers.
Suddenly, as Roy's hands played at the hem of Ed's boxers, the boy gasped loudly, hands clenching on Roy's back as he seemed to come back to his senses.
"W-wait... Roy, I... I don't know if I can do this..." there was an obvious quaver in his voice when he spoke, his breath coming in short, labored gasps, hot against Roy's skin.
"Of course you can," he mumbled from the crook of Ed's neck, his own pants falling with a definite thud on the floor.
"No! No, I can't!" Suddenly, he was trying to get away from the Colonel, struggling beneath him and trying to pull away, but he couldn't push him off. Inside, Mustang felt the smallest glow of sadistic delight at making the boy stay in one place, as bondage had always been one of his kinks. He doubted, however, that it would go over with Ed very well, and he didn't want to lose him so late in the game. He snagged Ed by the shoulders, holding him as he leaned up to look him directly in his eyes, the fearful way he was stared back at almost painful for him to look at. Didn't Ed trust him at all?
"Edward... Edward, calm down..." he lay there, stroking his hair soothingly, whispering to him as he calmed, shaking and shivering beneath Mustang, "Please... I will be careful. I promise, you won't get hurt, nothing will go wrong. I want you to trust me. Can you do that?"
"Y-yeah... I can..."
"There's some things we won't do tonight, but that's because you aren't ready for it. It won't scare you so much after tonight, I promise..." his hand slowly worked at Ed's hip, sliding the boxers down. Good, he was still hard, which would make this easier. Now, to put Ed back into his euphoric state... Roy rather liked that look to him. As soon as his hand gently closed over the boy's hard erection, the red flush returned to his skin and he gasped softly, allowing his eyes to close. Soft moans and gasps escaped his throat as he was stroked gently, seeming to forget what he had been feeling before, lost in Roy's skill. It seemed these feelings were new to him, as if he had never done this to himself before, which was hard to believe, but it was Edward, after all... He wasn't the typical teenage boy.
For Roy, this was nothing new, but he had never been with someone so inexperienced. Damn it, it would be over too soon for his liking... Ed was already moaning with the sensation of approaching orgasm. His hand slowed, coming to a gradual stop before he pulled it away, and Ed eyes opened, hazy with pleasure,
"C-Colonel--?" Roy silenced him with a kiss, snagging his left hand and dragging it down to Roy's erection,
"Do exactly what I did..." he muttered, not noticing how Ed's blush had darkened to a deep crimson, but Ed did exaclty as Roy had asked, rubbing along the length, startling when Roy moaned, "Harder." He demanded, his fingertips playing on Ed's lower abdomen. He moaned louder when those fingers tightened, stroking faster, and through his pleasure he estimated the perfect speed on Edward's throbbing member that would bring them both to finish at the same moment. Ed's breath quickened again, his spine arching as he came close, so very close, to his finish, and Roy too put voice to a moan as they reached the height of orgasm. He collapsed on the boy beneath him with a smile, nuzzling into the crook of his neck lovingly, stroking his hair until the two of them faded into blissful sleep.
