Roy closed his eyes, his nose against the crook of Ed's hot neck. Blond hair tickled his forehead as he thrusted into that sweet body. Blinding pleasure brought Ed to grasp Roy's shoulders and leave bruises. Roy was much gentler, preferring to keep his arm wrapped around his lover's waist to keep their skin in contact. Ed moaned in his ear, and Roy felt him tighten around him as he orgasmed for the third time that morning. It didn't take long for Roy to release afterward. Despite his weak muscles, he kept himself from slumping on top of Ed and slowly slid out.

Ed exhaled loudly and stared up at the ceiling. This was the best part, lying in bed naked beside Roy. The part where everything became blissfully clear, and he was still incredibly sated. He could lay there forever, Roy beside him, thinking about his life. Was it really only a month ago where he thought Roy was cheating on him? Two months ago that he stared up at the stars and his thoughts went in circles, thinking about what he could do with his feelings for Roy Mustang...? He sighed contentedly. This was the good life.

Roy patted his exposed belly and stood up. "It's time to go to work, Ed."

Ed snorted. "It's time for you to go to work. I can sleep another two hours."

Roy pulled on his clothes, silently wondering why Ed insisted on pointing that out every morning. Rubbing it in his face like that... He set the thought aside. It was probably because he insisted on telling Ed that it was time to go to work, but he only said it because he wasn't thinking. "Then go back to sleep for another two hours. I'm going to work." He pulled his socks on, and briskly turned to the door, only to find a still nude Edward leaning against the doorframe and blocking his way. He raised a single eyebrow in question.

"I want you to stay home."

Roy rolled his eyes. "This is childish, Ed. I need to get to work." Ed set his jaw stubbornly, and Roy knew he was going to be late. On cue, the phone rang, and Roy stepped forward to answer it, but Ed stepped in his way. They stared at each other, gazes locked, for one intense minute, before Roy just flung Ed to the side and ran to catch the phone. Ed ran after him, shouting protests and expletives. Roy picked the phone up on the last ring with a breathless, "Roy speaking."

Havoc laughed. "Is that Ed I hear?"

Roy sent a glance at the now ranting Edward. "Yeah."

"Wow, what'd you do?"

"I told him I was going into work today."

"Maybe it's his birthday and you forgot?"

"No, I'm good at remembering dates."

"Okay, well, I thought you should know Hawkeye's coming to get you. Something urgent is going on."

Roy grimaced and sent Ed a sharp look. Ed, outraged, just started shouting louder, flailing about. Roy closed his eyes, trying to collect his waning patience. "Something urgent?" he repeated, "Can you clarify?" Ed shut up suddenly at those words, staring intently at Roy. Roy tried his best to ignore that burning gaze. He'd known it was the only way to get Ed to shut up, but he had hoped he wouldn't have to resort to that.

Havoc replied grimly, "Not over the phone."

The doorbell rang. "That would be Hawkeye."

"Okey dokey. Bye, boss."

Roy hung up and turned around, headed for the front door. "I might be late today."

Ed crossed his arms. "Alright. Don't do anything stupid."

Roy flashed him his trademark smirk. "Don't worry, Ed. I'm not you."

Ed exploded with insults, but Roy ignored it and finally went to work.