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Bondage is the Best Revenge	By : jenniferdarknight Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Bondage is
the best Revenge

Author: Jennifer
Darknight (inuyashanohime)

Pairing: Roy
Mustang x Alfons Heiderich

Rating: NC-17

Genre: �Porn with
some plot XD

Prompt: Abuse of
Authority

Note: This is a
direct sequel to another RoyxHei fic of mine, �Hospital
Games�

�� When I had asked if you wanted anything, I didn�t
mean it like this.�

�� There were a lot of things that Roy hadn�t expected in his life.

�He didn�t expect for him to get his old job
back.

�� He didn�t expect for him to reach the top, for that
matter.

He
hadn�t expected Edward to actually come
back, Alfons in tow.

He
hadn�t expected that he would ever have sex with the latter, much less fall in
love with him.

�And
he sure as hell didn�t expect Alfons
to demand he give him his fucking clothes.
Demand, of all things�Alfons Heiderich demanding was like Edward Elric being
sedate�it just didn�t happen. But he was there,
and his eyes were flashing, and with the way he was standing and looking at him,
there was no way he was going to get out of this and say no.

��

Alfons
smiled, smiled, the little bastard,
tightening the grip on the suspenders around his wrists; damn, if Roy knew that he tied such good knots�

�Well,
then maybe you should specify next time, hm?�

How
a face that was so gentle, usually so�innocent
could smile so sweetly while his eyes would drink in his naked body was
something that Roy could never understand. Alfons had always been the one
under him, begging, writhing under him and for all he knew he really enjoyed
that form of attention, dammit.

Wait�

Wasn�t
this�wasn�t accosting the ruler of their country illegal?

Accosting
the ruler of their country, putting on his clothes (even his gloves, dammit), and tying them up like
they were some sort of a slave.

It
should have been.

And
holy shit this just didn�t happen.

�Kneel,
please.� Alfons whispered�more like a purr.

Kneel.
Wasn�t that what he had asked Alfons in the warehouse, when he had asked him
to�

The
rope, though loose, tied around his neck was tugged a bit.

��

The rope.
Like a leash.

Like
a dog.

Ha,
what a joke.

�Alfons,
I don�t��

�Roy.� He was still smiling. He was still smiling, but his
eyes were a pair of blazing sapphires, staring at him. The fire was
unmistakable, even if his face looked innocent enough� �I don�t think I made
myself clear enough�I thought I asked you to kneel?�

�� And why was
he getting turned on by all of this?!

�� It was strange looking at Alfons wearing his clothes.
The traditional blue uniform never suited him, and watching him smile like
that, putting both hands on his shoulders and easing him down on his knees�that
falsely cherubic man seemed to suit them even less�

�� Though easing the shirt off seemed to suit him just
fine.

��

�� Wait.

��

�� There was something wrong with this picture�

�� Alfons, did you��

��

�� A finger was pressed to his lips, and a hand was
moving down his stomach, lower�

�� Hush. Unlike the hospital, someone can hear and come
in at any time...�

�� The hospital? He had only
just got out of the hospital, and even then they hadn�t done anything�

�� R-Roy,
stop�that feels strange��

�� Hush.
Just relax.� Roy�s voice was a purr, and he pushed the vibrator in, just a
little bit deeper�

�� B-But��
Alfons threw his head back against the pillows, letting out a loud, throaty
moan.

�� Wait. Maybe he had done something�but the vibrator? The binds? Was that what this was abou�

�� Ah!�

��

�� Yes, those were Alfons�s fingers, trailing up the
side of his cock, by God. The pyrotex made it feel
like sandpaper�grinds touching upon skin,�
shocking him�it was so gentle, nearly featherlight�it
almost tickled�made him shiver.

�� Thank God he wasn�t using it to jerk him off.

�� It would probably hurt if he fisted him in that�

�� Does that feel good?� Alfons whispered. �The
contrast with the roughness against smooth skin�didn�t you once experiment on
this with me�when I was bent over your desk?�

�� Aaaah��

��

�� There were teeth�teeth,
dammit, nibbling along the skin, biting up his neck. Alfons had always, always
been good with his mouth�

�� Dammit, why was that hand wearing his glove? Fuck,
why was he just teasing him�he had his revenge, he made his fucking point...yes,
he pinned him down, yes he would be a bit too dominating�yes he was a bit
domineering over him.

�� But it didn�t warrant this.

�� Alfons had barely touched him but he was already
painfully hard.

�� But as quickly as the touches came, they ended�Alfons
backed away, sitting down on nearby stool�on which his own clothes had been
placed.

�� The smoldering look Alfons threw him though gave the
Fuhrer a shivering feeling that he was not quite done with him.

�� especially if the man fiddling
with the pants had anything to do with it.

��

�� I don�t see how you can undo these pants�� Alfons
said, almost nonchalant. �They�re loose around the legs, but the buckle is hard
to find�it�s almost like a torture device�how you could get them off so quickly
when you would have your way with me was something I never understood.�

�� So this was what it really was all abo�

�� You never gave me a chance to do what I wanted.� The
mumbling voice came, finally, finally
undoing the front, pulling out that which Roy had grown to know so well over the past year. �It was
always you�you, you, and you. I had needs too, but you never let me fulfill
then.�

�� I thought you liked being submissive, Alfons��

�� Alfons touched his cock with a loose grip, pumping up
and down a bit. It was amazing how the man could stay so coherent when his eyes
were smoking over and his body was trembling.

�� I do.�� A wan, almost sad smile (how could he do that while stroking
himself?!)� �But�I also want to be dominant, too.�

��

�� You could have told me��

��

�� Alfons was stroking harder, and his other hand
grabbed at the rope around Roy�s
neck, pulling him towards him., just a bit.

�� I tried, many times, but you�re too busy pinning me
down to notice.�

�� Alfons��

��

�� So�I�m going to take you now. Fuck you, do whatever I want to you. And you�re not going to
say no to me, right?�

�� the calmness in his voice was what made Roy nod his head. Not the conversation, not the need to
please his lover, and definitely not that he liked it (though he admitted that
it was nice to see the usually doormat Alfons taking charge for once)�

�� With a voice like that, he didn�t think he was going
to have any say one way or the other.

��

�� Though�� Alfons laughed a bit, and scooted closer.
�You�re hard up enough that I don�t think you�ll want to deny me, even if you
wanted to.�

�� I could break
out of these binds at any time. Roy thought flatly, even as Alfons ran a single pyrotexed palm over his chest.

�� Now more importantly�I think there�s something you need
to do. You always told me you liked to please, right?�

�� Roy felt
the rope being pulled again, and he fell forward�

�� If I keep jerking off, I think I�m going to chafe
with these gloves on�and my skin is so dry. Do you think you could help me?�

��

�� My hands are tied.�

�� Did I say you could talk?�

�� Was he really this�this domineering to Alfons
whenever he was in a mood? He had always tried to be gentle, giving to
him...but perhaps a man�s libido did get in control of a man�s mind. He didn�t
blame Alfons for being like this. Not one bit.

�� Though�

��

�� He could feel Alfons�s hand on his head, and his cock
being pressed against his lips.

�� Suck me.�

��

�� A pause.

�� Please��

�� Please.

��

�� There was the Alfons Heiderich he knew.

�� He would have expected the usual soft cry, or the loud moan when his tongue started running along
the skin. Maybe a gasp, or a mewl. Alfons was like a
cat�even sounded like one, after all�

��

�� But a hand was instead running through his hair,
stroking, massaging the scalp�it was soothing, really. Alfons was a master at
easing tension out of shoulders and back muscles�so why wouldn�t he be good at
doing this with�

�� Yes. Yes, that�s it��

�� He was purring.

�� Alfons had purred before, but never like that�

�� Now harder�� he mewled, �Harder, please��

�� He was asking that�

��

�� Well, more like demanding in the form of a question,
for the love of God�

��

�� But he was pulled away far too soon. Not even two
bobs in and Alfons had pulled him off, pushing him back on his knees...

��

�� And his hand was back on his cock again.

�� If you kept doing that, I�d come. And I don�t want
to go too soon�there�s too much that needs to be done. I�m sure you wouldn�t
want to be left disappointed, would you?�

��

�� Too much that needed to be done.

��

�� Disappointed.

�� Shit, Roy hadn�t taken a man�s cock in�

�� Not since Hughes, back in the academy.

�� He could only pray that Alfons remembered where he
kept the lube.

�� Because otherwise�this was really
going to hurt.

�� And if it hurt, Alfons was going to sulk for weeks. Even if he was dominant now.

�� Alfons��

�� Alfons�s smile grew softer, and his grip tightened on
the rope�

�� Yes?�

�� He was smiling more, leaning closer�

�� And then the door opened.

�� Roy
shouldn�t have turned his head around�

�� For it was Edward Elric�

�� Wide-eyed, shaking, open-mouthed,
shocked-out-of-his-skin Edward Elric�

�� Who was standing in the doorway.

�� And then promptly slammed it shut again, just as
quickly as it was opened.

�� Oh joy.

��

�� Roy was
going to have a field day explaining this
one.

��

��

��
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