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In All The Wrong Ways	By : Marikei Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Het - Male/Female Views: 3073 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-In All The Wrong Ways
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Quick you know what… and because I feel like picking on people.
Keiyou Presents:
In All The Wrong Ways.

Clara crossed her arms in front of her chest. Tapping her foot a little, she looked down at the last person she’d expected to see hanging around Arquoya.
Wasn’t the Elric boy suppose to be elsewhere looking for that red stone?
She smiled as she assessed the figure before her. He was asleep. Lying on his side on a bench that sat in an open rooftop garden of the museum she’d announced she was going to pilfer from. He must have read the papers and came here, waiting for her to show up.
‘But really; to fall asleep? Not very nice.’ She thought, shaking her head in disappointment.

It had been years since she seen the boy, about four at least.

He’s certainly aged since then. The baby fat that had clung to his face in teenage youth was no longer present, and that head of exotic golden hair had grown out much longer.

The tacky red coat wasn’t there either, being replaced with a casual black coat over a white collar shirt and simple dark trousers.
It was nice to see his tastes aged along with his looks, it made him quite attractive.
*snort!*
She frowned a little. ‘Well, except for that…‘

She gazed at the serene expression he had in his blissfully oblivious state of sleep and couldn’t help but forgive him. She watched as his mouth drew open just slightly, breathing in the night air and exhaling in slow even breaths.
She felt her cheeks heat up. This guy really was quite charming to look at. She was almost twenty four and this young man could make her blush. She put a hand to her head to shake the cobwebs. “Get a grip, you’ve got a city to keep a promise to.” She reminded herself.

She stepped back and looked around the building, assessing where she should sneak in from without rousing the police that currently guarded the ground level without giving thought to the rooftop.
Suddenly there was a soft muffled noise coming from Ed and Clara looked back at him. He’d turned on the bench and was lying down on his back, head fallen back and revealing a soft pale masculine neck with a nice collar bone. His coat had fallen open and she watched as his chest rose and fell with each breath.
Clara swallowed. Did he not realize how much he looked like… well; sex on legs?
A quick glance away from the tempting sight to the clock tower a ways away told her that she was half an hour early for her big heist.
There was time to kill… or, in this case; play.
She smiled a little at the way his face twitched in his sleep. Just one kiss to those open lips would make that face turn such interesting expressions she was certain.
Any other time she would have said screw it, and leave alluring gentlemen out for her hand alone and wondering what they did wrong to make her ignore their advances.
Advances? To be fair she had no idea what the Elric boy had to gain by seeing her here. If it was for the purposes she believed them to be, then he failed by sleeping instead of being wide awake so they could speak.
Or make-out; whichever came first.
She sighed, scratching the back of her head in resignation. Perhaps she did owe it to him since he was nice enough to come see her after all this time.
Holding back a sly giggle, she sashayed up to the bench, parking one knee around his legs until she was saddled over them while both hands palmed against the bench seat on either side of his head. Gingerly, she bent forward, pausing next to his ear, taking in the scent of dust and soap from his locks before whispering.
“Time to get up, sugar.”
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Ed awoke with a start.
He expected all kinds of things to go down during his brief stay in Arquoya. Namely one of those things involved his mission.
On the lazy orders from the epitome of “Lazy” itself; the Colonel had ordered him to take his place for an assignment to help protect what was left of Arquoya’s values in the Garden Top Museum and stop anyone who might get the idea to sneak in and steal.
Ed knew who Roy meant in those specifics, since Ed had dealt with the aforementioned thief in the past.
Only… not like this!
Psyren was lying right on top of him, her body pressing him down to the bench and her sly grin just a breath away from his face.
He was frozen. What the hell did she think she was doing?! “C-Clare-?!” Ed opened his mouth to protest but she interrupted. Probably better that way since his voice was cracked in all the wrong ways.
“Handsome young men like you shouldn’t fall asleep out in the open so late at night…” she slid a silky gloved hand sailed over the side of his face back and forth. “they might get taken advantage of.”
“Who-” Ed moved his face away from the caresses. “-Who the hell takes advantage of someone on a roof-what the hell; get off me!”
Psyren was pinning him down by the shoulder with one hand and the other was messing with the buttons on his shirt. Ed’s heart sped up, face heating up with… rage? He hoped it was rage, who did she think she was treating him like this?!. What did a thief like her have to gain by pissing him off?
His next retort came out as a breath of shock as a warm press of lips touched his neck.
“H-hey, cut that out!” he sucked in a breath of air as she trailed her tongue in slow strokes down his collar and back up, till she hit the back of his ear.
“Your rather tasty. This feels so good, doesn’t it?” She whispered to him as she nibbled at a sensitive spot around his earlobe.
Ed’s protest faded into another round of broken vowels as she slid a hand under his shirt and ran it along his side.
“What are you doing this for?” He said after finding his voice, which to him felt like hours instead of minutes of her finishing off unbuttoning his shirt and darting her tongue in places that made him shiver.
“You’re here to stop me from stealing again, right?” She replied, lacing her tongue over a nipple and nibbled as she sucked, earning another grunt from him. “Well, I’m stopping you from stopping me, that’s all.”
She scooted forward until she was straddling his waist, and sure enough there was a savage heat rising from there. “Besides you like this.”
“No-no I don’t!” He protested, red faced and eyes closed,.
She sighed. “I suppose it’s not exactly fair, is it?” She suddenly tugged at the zipper of her body suit, pulling it down until her breasts were revealed, then she reached for his flesh hand and brought it to her chest.
“H-hey wait!” Ed open hand was flush up against a naked breast, and she held it there.
“Is that better? Go ahead, give it a feel, all you want.”
He didn’t want to, that’s what he believed. But under that open palm he felt something harden, and without meaning to, he gave her chest a squeeze, rubbing a thumb over that pebbly peak. When she moaned he felt a wave of heat shimmy throughout his abdomen and the bizarre touches she was still giving him suddenly felt like glorious sweeps of ecstasy.

She bent forward just enough so he could use both hands, the cold one sending shivers down her spine while the warm one sent thrills. She bit her lip as he squeezed her nipples and, with more bravado than she expected him to possess, he took one in his mouth and did the same thing she’d done to him and she suppressed a moan, leaning into the attention.
She was suppose to be turning him on, not the other way around.
“It’s nice, huh?” She said in a sultry tone after he pulled back. He looked her in the eye, face flushed and eyes glazed with lust. Leaning forward, she took his open lips against her own. He hesitated at first, another dying protest on the verge of being spoken before it was silenced by her roving tongue penetrating the soft flesh barrier of his lips and tasting everything. He pushed back and they stayed there like that, tongues clashing, hands roaming and bodies pressed while exchanges of little moans and groans were traded back and forth.
Then suddenly she broke their kiss and pressed a finger to his swollen lips. His hand was gripping her backside and there was an unmistakable hardness where she was sitting.
“Sorry, but we can’t do any of that here.” She could see the confused glaze in his eyes as she scooted down till she sat on his legs again. “I’ve still got a town I need to keep a promise to.” She looked him up and down, drinking in the sweat and heat from that devilishly willing alchemist. With knowing she’d regret having to go, she cupped him down there and gave a gentle squeeze. “It’s a shame, I could teach you so much.”
He moved into that touch, but she already took her hand away and he made a noise of disappointment
She smiled tenderly, kneeling down till they were face to flushed face again. “Tell you what, stay here an extra night, and I‘ll come see you.”
Ed‘s whole face broke out in a hardy red blush, eyes wide and mouth slack jawed. She could feel his heart hammering where her chest pressed down against his.
“Only if you really want to, you might think differently after tonight, but that’s my offer on the table.” She gave him another kiss before crawling off him and going up to the door, using a bit of alchemy to pry it open.
“Don‘t bother telling me where your staying, I’ll figure it out eventually.” She turned to look back at him, blowing him a kiss as she zipped her uniform back into place. “See you later.” She said as she disappeared into the building.
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Ed lie there on the bench, his brain catching up with everything that just happened, the kisses, the touches, her slender waist pressing against him in such a way that he was left almost breathless.
He could still feel his lower half pulsing heat even as he finally got his jelly limbs under control enough to sit up on the bench.
It wasn't until he swept his cold automail hand over his face that actions taken and words spoken hit him like a ton of bricks.
He just made out with Clara, and she offered him sex if he stayed another night.
Reality shook him like a falling mineshaft and he had to brace himself from slipping off the bench.
This was suppose to be Mustang’s assignment, and yet the asshole sent him there instead. And what happened?! Possibly everything the bastard had expected to happen!
Ed wanted to shout, to kick something, but another train of thought interrupted his seethe.

What if he didn’t know?

Roy was a sucker for women, and well aware that the thief in Arquoya was hot and, as previously discovered, a complete turn-on. The man would have been stupid to avoid a mission like this.
Maybe the Colonel was expecting the confrontation between Psyren and him to be something like a teasing from her and his being like he is; stubborn and hot headed, that would result in a botching of the mission and an excuse to berate the Fullmetal Alchemist for failing so miserably.
Well; damn it that did happen, he failed the mission. But what led up to the failure was… hell even he had to admit it, was something that made his whole being crave attention he knew he needed but never gave in to since he was always so busy doing other things and putting his needs last.
Ed let out a curt laugh, leaning back into the bench and putting a cold forearm over his eyes. Though it made him consider everything that could go wrong and or oh so right in all the wrong ways, he decided to stay another night in Arquoya. It’s not like he was hard pressed to get back to Central right away anyways.
And when that woman, that sexy thief who haunted some of his worst wet dreams since he first met her, showed up to make good on that offer… boy was the decision to stay worth it.
FIN.
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