WARNING: this isn't a lemon exactly, but the chapter does get a little *cough* intense *cough* towards the end.

It took Edward a moment to register what was happening. As soon as reality set in—Roy was kissing him—his heart jumped a little and joy spread through him. This was literally something out of a dream; for how long had he desired the man? And now…

Before Ed had the chance to kiss back, Roy was retreating. The man looked a little surprised at himself. "I'm sorry," he murmured, a shock of color rising to his cheeks as he averted his eyes. "I…"

But Edward was already shaking his head. He pulled Roy back up to his face, kissing him again. "Don't be sorry!" he laughed as the broke apart again. "You just made my day—more than that!" Ed laughed again, cheeks sore from the smile he wore. "I love you!"

The ma's eyebrows shot up before a grin wiped the shock off his face. Edward found his lips captured once again, their twin smiles making it just a little awkward. Not that he cared. Roy finally let up, allowing room for breath, and responded quietly. "I love you too…but…"

Immediate worry. Ed's eyes grew wide. "What?"

"What about the father?" Roy asked, brows furrowed slightly.

The question slammed into Edward, knocking his breath away. He had to tell Roy. Had to tell him that he snuck into his room, jacked off to him, and…stole his sperm. In his head, he tried to slow his racing thoughts long enough to make that sound a little better, but it just wasn't possible.

What was Ed supposed to do? If he told Roy now…just when the man confessed his love (even upset, Edward's heart thumped at being able to think that and have it be true)…he'd be beyond angry. Roy might decide he'd spoken too soon. He might kick Ed out, never want to see him again…

But no, if the man really loved him, he wouldn't go that far. But Roy would certainly be angry, and…another thought came to Ed. Again, provided Roy loved him…he would probably be acting as the father to his baby anyway. Would it really matter if the man knew he was biologically the baby's father?

Edward knew he was probably being ridiculous, but he just couldn't bring himself to admit to what he had done. He didn't regret it, exactly, but…it was definitely something that would be better to forget.

So he just shook his head, and brought Roy in for another kiss.

The man didn't seem to mind, deepening the kiss and biting his lip gently. Ed gasped, once more thoroughly caught up in the moment, and dug his hands into Roy's shoulders.

And just like that, the man backed off. Edward was about to protest, when Roy sat himself on the couch and patted his lap invitingly.

Heart pounding, Ed crawled forward eagerly, scooting close so that as much of him was pressed up against Roy as possible with his baby bump in the way. He kissed the man again, shivering when he felt warm hands against his bare back.

Edward let his own hands wander, rubbing Roy's chest through his rather thin off day shirt, humming in appreciation. At that moment, the man's lips left his in favor of his neck, and Ed bit down on a moan.

"Hey, none of that," Roy murmured. "You're not in the shower stretching yourself, you can be as loud as you want."

Blushing to the roots of his blonde hair, Ed found himself stuttering. "Y-you heard that?"

The man chuckled lightly. "You say it as if it was only once. You're really bad at containing yourself."

Embarrassed now, Edward nevertheless found himself listening to Roy and whimpered as the man again began attacking his neck. It wasn't much, and it probably shouldn't have been having the effect it was on Ed, but despite that logic he found himself stiffening.

And that was a hard thing to hide from someone you're sitting on. Roy laughed again, separating for long enough to strip his shirt off and toss it on the floor. He leaned forward once more, hands on Ed's chest, and murmured simply, "You're getting hard…"

Huffing, Edward thrust his hips gently, angling them downwards so that he rubbed against the man. Roy hissed, and he grinned in victory. "I'm not the only one, hmm?"

Roy growled softly and placed his hands on Ed's hips. "Off," he demanded.

Confused, Edward stood, only to have his pants yanked down. He yelped, flushing, as his hard on was revealed. Roy, grinning deviously, discarded the rest of his clothes as well and tugged Ed back down onto his lap.

Edward was unable to bite back a moan as they ground up against each other. Anything he'd done to himself paled in comparison to how good he felt right now. "Roy," he whimpered, "m—"

A sharp, terrified squeal interrupted him. Ed turned around to see Al standing there, red faced, hand covering his eyes. Oops.

"Uhm," Alphonse whispered shakily. "I'll…just leave you two alone then."

And without another word, Al bolted right back out the front door.

"Hmm," Roy mused. "I forgot about him coming home…"

As sorry as Ed was that his brother had to see that—and, yeah, it was ever so slightly mortifying too—such a meager interruption couldn't do anything against his lust-filled brain. He'd apologize to Al later—in the meantime, he'd left, and Edward was once again alone and very, very naked with Roy.

He bent down and whispered into the man's ear, delighted with the shiver he received in response. "Roy…the doctor wanted me to practice stretching, you know. And I've gotten to the point where I need some help…my fingers just aren't big enough anymore…"

Wordlessly, the man shifted, pinning Ed down. Edward spared a moment to notice that Roy was careful of his baby bump. The man pressed three fingers to Ed's mouth, and he took them in eagerly.

While he was so occupied, Edward's eyes ran down Roy's body, stopping at his crotch. Though it wasn't his first time seeing it (not that Roy knew that), it was the first time he saw the man's package clearly, and Ed had to admit he was impressed.

Roy followed his gaze. "Think it's big enough for you?"

Shuddering at the words, Ed let the man's fingers go with a pop. He found himself unable to force his suddenly dry mouth to form words, and instead settled for nodding.

And Roy got right to it.