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Show and Tell	By : Blysse Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2277 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title:
Show and Tell
Genre: Yaoi
Rating:
NC-17
Pairing: Alfons/Ed

Word
Count: 2,602
Spoilers/Warnings: No spoilers. Light
bondage lies within.

A/N: Written
for fma_fuh_q. This month was Edward and I shoved an Alfons at him
for my first time joining in over there~

~~~;~;~;~;~;~;~;~~~

“Amuse
me.”

Edward
knew that tone of voice all too well, that not-quite-smile. He
regarded Alfons with caution for a brief moment before replying.

“Are
you saying that I'm boring?”

“Tell
me more about Alchemy,” Alfons clarified. He rolled over onto
his side, causing the bed to dip slightly. He still didn't believe
Ed's stories were true, but that didn't make them any less fun to
listen to. He'd listened to his mother's fairy tales since he was a
child and this was no different.

A
quiet sigh passed over Ed's lips. He knew better than to try to
argue with Alfons now. For the first few months of their friendship,
he'd always try to convince the boy that Alchemy was real
and he wasn't just telling stories,
but now he knew that it was best to just get on and start talking.
Alfons liked to listen, and it was nice for him to reminisce about
home for a while. They both got something nice out of it, so there
was no real harm done.

“I've already told you so many stories about myself, Alfons--”

“Then tell me how it works,” the taller blond said.
“You've haven't told me that yet. How does this 'science' of
that strange land work, hm?”

Edward blinked, then got up onto his knees. He mumbled
unintelligible words to himself while looking for something and
finally came up with a pencil.

“Circles,” he finally said loud enough for Alfons to
hear.

“Circles?”

Ignoring Alfons' question, Ed smoothed out the sheets on the bed.
Alfons frowned at being ignored but didn't prod further. He sat up
to give Ed more room and get a better view. Ed took the pencil and
placed it eraser-end down on the bedsheet, pressing down with enough
force that it left an indent while he 'drew' with it, making a
pattern on the bed: a circle, roughly two feet in diameter with other
lines and shapes inside of it.

“Circles!” Edward said once he was done, sticking the
pencil behind his ear. “This one--” he cut off and shook
his head. There was a playful glint in his eyes. “Nah, why
does it matter what this one does? Alchemy doesn't work here.”

Alfons' frown quirked into a pout. “Tell me,” he said,
inching closer to Ed. “It looks interesting. Why does it need
all of those other lines? They're all touching another part of the
design, nothing stands alone within the main circle.”

Just because Alfons didn't believe in it didn't mean that he couldn't
have a discussion about it. Besides, he found it rather... endearing
when Ed became enraptured in a subject that he was passionate about.

Ed
let out a hum and met Alfons' eyes. “Mmh, fine... If the
array were broken up and didn't connect completely, then the energy
wouldn't flow properly. This allows it to flow from my body into the
array, and then the object that I'm transmuting, so that the Alchemy
can be completed,” he explained, conveniently 'forgetting'
Alfons' question of what
that exact array was for.

“Edward.”

... or not.

“Alfons,”
Ed whined back. Maybe annoying him would get his mind off of it?

“What does that circle do? You still haven't told me.”

One golden eyebrow twitched, but the spasm quickly vanished while
Edward tried to mask a grin.

“Why don't I show you instead, Alfons?”

“...
show me?” Alfons asked, blinking. Then he snorted and laughed.
“If you really want to, Edward.” He leaned back on his
hands and watched with an amused look on his face. Nothing was going
to happen. Science ruled their world, science!
Not Alchemy and magic.

Perfect,
Ed thought. At ease and not suspecting a thing, just like
I need...

Ed closed his eyes and took in a slow breath, then opened them again.
Slowly, he brought his arms out to his sides, then drew them back in
to his chest, palms together. While he was doing everything just the
same as he would back home, he was putting on a bit more of a show
right now for Alfons' sake--and to distract him. His hands came
apart again, lowering and moving to press against the bed.

Right before his fingertips touched the sheets, Ed turned and lurched
towards Alfons instead. In one quick movement, he was on the boy's
hips, pinning him to the bed. Ed's false hand--the stronger of the
two--went up under Alfons' shirt and pushed his against chest while
his flesh hand was already pulling his shirt up over his head and
tangling it around his wrists as a restraint.

“H-Hey, what are you--”

“That array was a nice, complex one,” Ed started in a
calm voice, cutting Alfons off. “It would have both
strengthened the bonds of the sheet's threads, and caused them to
come up and around your body and bind you to the mattress.”

“G-Get off!” Alfons squeaked, blushing. “That's
not fair!”

“You wanted me to show you what it did,” Edward shrugged,
“and I think I improvised quite well. You should really be on
guard more. That was too easy, Alfons.”

A disgruntled noise and more squirming was Alfons' only reply.

“Don't act like you don't like this...”

Alfons frowned and looked away, continuing to try to get his hands
free from the twisted cloth that trapped them. If he could just get
it a little looser...

“Ah-ah~” Ed teased, reaching up and putting a hand on
Alfons' wrists, pressing them to the bed. “Can't have you
getting free yet. “I know you're enjoying this. I
can feel it.”

“What do you mean you can feel--”

A gasp broke through their conversation and blue eyes snapped open
wide when Edward rocked his hips down with sudden force.

“B-Bastard,” Alfons whispered shakily.

“And now I can feel it more,” he said with a grin.

The blush on Alfons' cheeks spread further, inching towards his neck
each time that Ed opened his mouth and spoke. “Th-This really
isn't fair,” he stuttered, trying again. “I had no
warning, you just--”

“And how many times have you done the same thing to me?”
Ed countered, cocking a brow. “It's about time that I got even
with you.”

Before Alfons had time to form a reply, Ed slid back on his hips and
started working the boy's pants open. This caused another fit of
squirming and startled noises, then pleading.

“Y-You're going to be nice, at least?” Because Edward
loved him and wouldn't be cruel. ... right?

Ed simply glanced up and met Alfons' eyes for a moment, the only
answer that he was going to give, then raised up to his knees and
pulled his pants down and off. The bulge in Alfons' shorts was so
obvious that it caused Ed to smirk; already, there was a small wet
spot where the tip of his erection pressed against the cloth.

“Didn't think you liked being tied up that much,”
Ed teased. “Maybe I'll have to do this more often...”

“Shut u--aah!” Alfons broke off in a moan, then
hissed and ground up into Ed's palm when he was touched through his
shorts.

“Or I could even do more right now,” Edward
purred, whispering into Alfons' ear now. “Spread your legs as
wide as they'll go and tie them down to the bed.” As if that
wasn't enough teasing, his tongue flicked out to slowly trace the
shell of his partner's ear while he waited for a response.

There was a prominent twitch beneath Ed's fingers as soon as
he mentioned restraining Alfons more. He grinned, then heard the boy
starting to whine and whimper, the noises growing louder while he
rocked his hips quicker.

“Shh!” Ed hushed him. “Gracia's going to hear us
if you keep that up.” He paused, then a positively wicked
expression spread over his features. He quickly pulled his own shirt
off and ignored Alfons' questions and renewed struggling.

“What are you doing now?! E-Edw--mmph!”

His words were muffled when Edward wrapped his shirt around his head,
tying it off in the back and gagging him with it. Alfons' breathing
sped up and Ed licked his lips eagerly when he saw that the wet patch
on his shorts had grown considerably in just a few minutes. Alfons
definitely liked this...

“Now that Gracia won't hear you...”

Alfons' expression edged between apprehension and need when he heard
that. While he was enjoying the teasing so far, he was a bit
impatient while on the receiving end of things, and already wanted Ed
to just get on with things. He soon found that he wouldn't have to
wait much longer, though. Edward made quick work of his shorts and
then moved onto his own clothing.

“And I bet you thought that I was going to be mean to
you,” he said, tossing his clothes off the edge of the bed and
sliding down Alfons' body. “Shame on you, Alfons.”

Alfons rolled his eyes. It was about all he could do while tied and
gagged, but it got his point across just the same. It was Edward
Elric that he was dealing with. Thinking anything else would be
madness.

His thoughts were jolted back to the present just in time to feel hot
breaths caressing his hard flesh--damnit, Ed could move
fast--before there was a tongue slowly dragging up his length.
Alfons stared at Ed with wide eyes and tried to stay calm, despite
his heart nearly jumping from his chest after just that one lick.
Warmth was already curling up his spine and settling into his mind,
urging him to push and grind into the next touch.

When Edward didn't pull back, Alfons kept going, lightly rocking his
hips and pressing up against his tongue. A frantic, though muffled,
whine broke through the panting that filled the room when Ed finally
closed his lips around him and sucked. His tongue flicked beneath
the head of Alfons' cock, bringing out a cry from the boy; though it
was stifled by the gag, Ed could swear that it sounded like his name.

Far too soon for Alfons' liking, Ed pulled off of him. Both of them
were panting--Alfons taking much heavier breaths than Edward,
interspersed with the occasional whine--and Ed leaned over every so
often to lap at Alfons' erection while he blindly rummaged in the
side table for what he needed.

“There it is...” he mumbled, giving a long, firm lick
before pulling back completely and sitting up.

In Ed's hand was a small bottle of oil. Just the sight of it made
Alfons' eyes haze over. Grinning, Ed poured some into his hand and
immediately wrapped it around Alfons' cock, squeezing gently while he
slicked him. His false hand had to pin the boy's hips to the bed to
stop him from bucking up too much.

“Calm down. At this rate, you're going to explode once we
actually get going,” Ed teased, trying to hold back a soft
laugh at how eager Alfons was.

Alfons blushed, took a deep breath, and let his pelvis sink back down
against the mattress, trying to relax. He didn't want to hurt Ed
once he was trying to get onto him, either...

“Much better,” Ed murmured, leaning over to place a kiss
on Alfons' cheek. It was a rare display of affection, but he knew
that it would help keep his nerves settled.

Ed straddled his hips, one hand on Alfons' erection to steady it
beneath himself. Slowly, he started to spread his legs open more.
He shivered when he felt the tip of Alfons' cock against himself.
After a breath, he let the head ease inside of himself while he
groaned quietly. A dull, though pleasant burn rippled through his
muscles and he waited before sinking down completely onto Alfons.

“J-Just need a minute,” Ed breathed out.

Alfons nodded in reply. Though they had sex often enough that Ed
didn't need to be stretched anymore, he would still end up sore if
they moved along too quickly. The last thing that Alfons wanted to
do was cause him any pain. And it wasn't as if Alfons had any choice
in the matter that time, anyways...

Soon enough, Alfons felt a familiar restlessness shiver up his spine
when Ed lifted up off of him. He paused, then just let gravity pull
him down the first time. It was torturously slow, but felt amazing
for both of them. Alfons' hands clenched and unclenched repeatedly,
still bound above his head, while he struggled not to move too much
yet.

“Alfons,” Ed moaned. The low, drawn out sound of
his voice perfectly vocalized what the other couldn't.

Moment by moment, Ed moved faster, having had time to adjust more.
He placed his hands on Alfons' chest for leverage and pushed himself
up high, making Alfons groan and squirm every time Ed nearly pulled
off of him completely.

“Wish you could see yourself right now, Alfons...” Ed
panted.

Ed's tongue slid out to wet his lips and lingered for a few seconds
while he stared at the expression–now more embarrassed than
before, because of his comment--on the other blond's face. He
shuddered, then opened his legs wider and started to ride Alfons
harder. Alfons cried out against the gag and started to buck his
hips; his first few attempts were ill-timed, but then he met Ed's
thrusts perfectly.

“F-Fuck!” Edward gasped, almost losing his balance
when he felt how deep Alfons was thrusting. He angled his hips and
bit back a whimper while he searched for that spot...

Alfons watched Ed curiously, then grinned through the haze that
clouded his mind. He suddenly thrust in hard and was rewarded with
the sight of Ed arching back while gritting his teeth, trying to hold
in a scream. Ed trembled and had lost some of his rhythm for a few
seconds before he breathed out what sounded like please and
started up his previous pace again.

After a breath, Edward whined again--“Please!”--while
clenching around Alfons' cock. The blond whimpered and panted,
putting as much force behind his movements as he could and continuing
to slam into Ed's prostate, if only to see the gorgeous reactions
that it brought out. Each hit to the boy's nerves caused him to let
out a choked noise and freeze for a second with his golden eyes wide.
Alfons could feel Ed's body slowly tensing around him.

Suddenly, Edward lurched forwards and bit down on the crook of
Alfons' neck to muffle a sharp cry. He continued to thrust, though
out of rhythm now, while he came. Alfons flinched at being bitten,
but groaned as soon as he felt the warmth of Ed's cum splattering
over his stomach. He slammed his hips up faster and came within Ed's
still-spasming muscles with a muffled moan.

Exhausted, both of them slumped and struggled for breath. Ed untied
Alfons' gag right away to help him breathe, then flopped back on top
of him with a faint grin across his face.

“Y-You really liked that,” Ed panted.

“You're the one that needed to be gagged,” Alfons
countered right away. “Warn me next time before you bite me.
And are you going to untie my wrists soon?” he started to
whine, squirming and frowning while he looked up at his hands.

Edward rolled his eyes and sighed. That didn't take long.

“Keep this up and I'll show you more Alchemy,” he
threatened with a poke to Alfons' ribs.
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