Chimera

So, yeah, I'm at my mom's place, on dial up, and I'm dying. I hate it here, but I'm out in three days, so suck it up, right? Anyways, as always, thank you everyone for your generous reviews. I'll come back later when I don't have to wait ten minutes for a page to load and say proper thank yous. Anyone who wishes to email me is welcome to do so, truly_wished@hotmail.com. I don't know how much help I can possibly be, but I'm encouraging :) There are two chapters to tide you over and a new oneshot. Yay, I'm productive! Enjoy.

Stupid City

Why was he here again? Some stupid little city, listening to some stupid little mayor rant about his stupid little car. He could be doing something productive, like teasing Hawkeye or stealing women from Havoc. But no, here he was, sitting patiently until this idiot wore himself down and he could get his alchemist back. What he should have done was leave the little brat for a few days, but it just wasn't possible.

*Flashback*

“Mustang here.” A long day was practically over and he was a bit abrupt in his eagerness to be freed.

“Colonel, sir?” Al's thin voice greeted him hesitantly, “Ah, How are you today?”

“I'm fine, Al, where are you two? I thought you were coming back yesterday.” He'd been waiting, on edge the entire day, hoping to see them.

“Well, we had a, ah, little problem.” He could hear his feet shuffling through the line.

A gloved hand rubbed his forehead, “HOW little of a problem? If he killed someone, I'm not picking you up. He'll just have to talk himself out of it.”

“Oh, no, nothing like that. It's just, ah, he had an, accident. Yes, an accident. And, ah, he's stuck in jail and they won't let him go until someone picks him up. Like you, sir.” Oh, god, what did he do?

“Like me? His superior I suppose you mean. Well, he can just stay there for a few days, maybe he'll smarten up.” It was the weekend dammit, he was not heading off to the middle of nowhere to save the pain.

“Um, well, I really think you should come, sir. It's getting late, ah, thirty days today. We found a lead and followed it but it ran longer than we thought and we really did mean to make it back but then it happened and now we're stuck and he's getting crabby and I really don't think it's a good idea to just break out and leave so can you please come? Now, sir?” The boy was getting more and more upset, his sentences rambling on together.

Sigh, at least it was less than a day away. “Alright, I'll be there tonight. Come on home now, I'll deal with him and you can get the house set up.”

*End*

So here he was, listening and nodding politely to this fat little man. “Yes, sir, of course he was wrong, and he will be punished. However, I do need to take him back with me tomorrow. I will make certain you are compensated for your loss.” He stood and bowed politely before walking out to the prison. The doors opened slowly and he was led back to a small cell.

Ed sat, his head down, hands clasped tightly in his lap. He looked up, “Come to gloat? Going to leave me here?”

Roy arched an eyebrow, “Do you want me to? I certainly can, though it’s not really worth the effort to mock someone as tiny and irresponsible as you.” The blond twitched and his hands gripped each other more tightly. “Come on, we’re going to a hotel and home in the morning.” The officer turned smartly and stalked down the hall, assuming he would be followed. A moment later, uneven footsteps started.

The hotel was small but clean, and Roy managed to flirt his way into a meal for them both, even though the kitchen was closed. Ed locked himself in the bathroom and fumed until dinner was served.

“Edward, I can’t believe you came out here so close to your change time. And then, you let the local regiment catch you? What were you thinking?” Roy folded his hands and watched the color rise in the tanned cheeks.

Ed glared at him, “I had a headache, ok? There was this great lead but it’s been moving around a lot, so I had to take the chance to find it. I don’t even know what that idiot was so upset about; it was just a car. Pretty ugly one, too. I offered to put it back. And he shouldn’t have been driving there, I was walking!”

Sigh. “Not everyone feels the need to get out of your way. You couldn’t put the car back, not only do you not know how it works, it was a vintage model, the only one of a hundred left. It was irreplaceable.”

Arms started flailing. “If it’s so valuable, what was he doing driving around in it?”

“Ed, it was the 25th anniversary parade, to celebrate him being mayor.” The blond flushed. “You didn’t notice, you were too busy running around like a lunatic chasing your lead, right?” A short nod and Roy rubbed his forehead. “I hope you appreciate my coming out here, it’s the weekend and I’m working. You owe me.” He grinned and stood. “And I have the perfect idea for you to work it off.” Ed started edging his chair back and looked like he might have preferred spending the night in prison.

“What do you want?” The boy stood and backed towards the door.

“Oh, nothing much, just a kiss or two.” Ed swallowed. “And maybe some petting, will you do that for me?” Got him. Roy almost wiggled but that would have ruined his image. He stalked forward, crowding Ed against the door, and claimed his first kiss. His tongue licked at the corners of the pink lips, telling them to open for him. He swept in when they did, taking the soft offering. The boy’s moan was delicious and supper didn’t look as good anymore.

“Come to bed.” The older alchemist held out a hand. Ed looked at it for a second, then took it and followed Roy to the bed. He was pushed down and pounced on, covered with kisses and roaming hands.

An odd feeling started at his stomach and he moved away, only to have it follow him. Roy’s kisses were distracting him, so he only wriggled to avoid the strange sensation. His stomach jerked and he finally broke off the kiss. “What are you doing, that feels weird.” His head finally caught up. Tickling, Roy was tickling him lightly. “No, stop it, don’t do that!” A dark eyebrow raised and slim fingers pressed more firmly and moved faster. The blond started to giggle helplessly, kicking and wiggling to escape. Soft kisses were pressed to his neck and over his chest, removing the jacket and shirt as they went. White teeth skimmed over his skin and laughter turned to moans.

Smooth hands slid down his chest, brushing his nipples and rubbing over the lightly ridged muscles. “Roy, ah, more” Dark hair brushed his stomach and the pants were undone and pushed down to free his hard length. Delicate licks wandered over his thighs while an insistent nose nuzzled at the blond curls. “More” His lover laughed against his skin and obliged, running his tongue along the vein on the underside before wrapping around the head. Strong hands held his hips down as they bucked. High pitched whines started but Roy pulled away, avoiding the grabbing hands.

He reached for his jacket and pulled out a small bottle. Ed eyed it and grinned at him, reaching up eagerly. The older man took the time to remove the rest of his clothes, throwing them on the floor in favor of groping his young subordinate. Oil spread easily and he slid a finger in smoothly, hardly meeting any resistance. A few thrusts and a second finger joined the first. Roy’s eyes closed, so tight and hot, he pushed harder, deeper. His blond’s hips jerked and hands threaded through his hair, tugging him back down to the aching cock. His free hand gently pushed the demanding ones away, but he obliged, his tongue sliding over the hot head before sucking it into his mouth.

The blond head was thrown back and the tanned body arched up, heavy breathing punctuating each cry. More oil and a third fingertip slid in. The boy didn’t object and more was added until all three were up to his second knuckle. He flinched there and Roy back off, letting him adjust, then moved a bit, in and out until Ed took over, his hips moving rapidly against the pleasing hand. The older alchemist scrapped his teeth along the head and Ed came in a rush of heat and salt. They lay side by side, Ed’s nose tucked into Roy’s neck while he recovered and Roy continued to pet him. A few minutes and Roy’s hands wandered more insistently, exploring and groping.

“Roy? What are you doing? Do you want me to” He cut off there, a hot blush rising. Roy laughed softly; after everything they did, Ed was still shy about saying the words.

“No, I want you to stay still and enjoy it. I think you’re ready, would you like me inside you?” He licked a cute ear. “If you don’t object, we can give it a try.” His hand moved from the nipple it was stroking to the semi-hard length. Gold eyes rolled back and his back arched towards the clever hands. He was rolled over onto Roy, who pushed himself up into a seated position.

Mismatched legs were settled on either side of the wider hips and sensitive skin brushed. The dark-haired man rolled his hips upwards, pressing them together and felt the blond hard fully. He licked his lips and murmured against the smooth shoulder. “Go ahead, you do it.” He poured oil into the boy’s hand and guided it to his length, biting his lip to keep from crying out when it was touched. His hands gripped the smooth hips and helped guide them up and down a bit. His head pressed against the soft opening and he removed his hands before he yanked him down.

Ed leaned back and looked down at him, his tongue tucked out of the corner of his mouth. His brow furrowed slightly as he focused and pressed down. Roy panted and fisted his hands as the tip was pressed partially in, then the warmth pulled away. Black eyes fluttered open again to see Ed looking down in concern. “Are you alright?” He nodded helplessly, no words would pass the dry lips. “Ok.” White teeth nibbled on a pink bottom lip and Roy seriously considered just dying. The heat pressed against him again, taking the entire tip in before stopping. He forced himself still, shivering violently as Ed adjusted and rocked gently. “Roy? Are, are you ok?” He knew his eyes were crossed, he couldn’t see a damn thing, but he nodded anyway, anything to make it not stop. “Ok, um, should I, um, move or something? Feels kinda weird, not bad, but..” Roy took a few deep breaths and focused his eyes on the gold ones staring down at him. Ed sounded almost scared and he had to enjoy this; Ed came first if it killed him.

“Here, move down a little.” He tugged gently, pushing himself further in and had to take a moment to breathe. His hands slid up and down the smooth sides, reassuring and guiding. “Ok, move just a bit this way, there.” The gold head had snapped back on contact, perfect. Shallow thrusts and he was lost, his control too frayed to keep. “Ed, sweetheart, love, I can’t wait, sorry.” He drove himself deep into the smaller body, shaking with need and felt the already tight muscles clench around him, milking him quickly. His yells were muffled against the strong shoulder, his cheek pressed to cool metal. “I’m sorry, are you alright?” He looked up and saw tear tracks down Ed’s cheeks. “Ed! I’m so sorry, I hurt you, I’m sorry!” He started to pull back but the boy clung.

Sniff. “You didn’t hurt me, I’m ok.” He snuggled in the warm arms that wrapped around him.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry I was fast and didn’t look after you. It’ll be better next time, I promise. I” Ed’s mouth cut him off. When they broke apart their noses rubbed together, keeping them close.

“Love me?” Roy stared, blank. Then he pressed a hand into the gold hair and pulled him forward to whisper against the shell of the boy’s ear.

“Always.” He breathed across the delicate skin and let Ed shudder in his arms. “I always love you.” He spent a minute nuzzling and letting Edward digest the statement. “Let’s get cleaned up, we can talk after.” A quick kiss and he pulled away delicately, finally noticing the wetness between them hadn’t been sweat and tears. “Ed, did you come?” Tanned cheeks reddened as he nodded. Roy grinned, at least that went well. A towel from the bathroom was sacrificed to cleanup duty and tossed on the floor.

They returned to their abandoned dinner and sat across from each other, eating slowly. “Ed, look at me.” Wide eyes peeked up from under the long bangs. “It’s a gift, only for you. You are the only person I’ve ever said it to and it’s freely given. You don’t have to say anything, though thank you might be nice.” He grinned, trying to lighten the mood a bit. A shy smiled returned. “Don’t worry about it, when you’re ready, you’ll know. It doesn’t change anything, I’ll love you whether or not you love me. Ok?” A quick nod and the flesh hand reached out. Roy took it and reached with his other hand as well. “Come here.” Ed was tugged around the table and sat delicately. “While we’re discussing things, let me touch your auto-mail. I know you try to keep it away from me. Don’t, I like it. It’s part of you, beautiful just like everything else.” The metal hand was lifted to receive a kiss.

“No, it’s ugly and heavy and inconvenient and disgusting. I hate it.” The arm was cradled against his chest and he turned partially.

His superior officer just wrapped his arms around him tightly. “It’s beautiful and wonderful. It saves you and keeps you whole and I love it. When you change it back, I’ll still love it. I promise.” A kiss pressed to the back of his head then his metal shoulder. “Come to bed, it’s late.”

Ed stayed up long after Roy was asleep, thinking. No one other than Al ever said they loved him, even liked him really. Mostly he said it didn’t matter but it did, he wanted someone to like him, love him just because he existed. Al didn’t really count, he was his brother and sorta had to love him. It was a bit scary but nice to have Roy. The next problem was what to do about it. He certainly liked Roy, but did he love him? Not that he would know what love felt like. Maybe he should just say it. But then Roy would be mad, he hated it when he lied and he didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Maybe Roy was right for once, just relax and let it happen. Yeah, that’s what he’d do, just let it go, not worry it to death. Easier said than done, but he finally fell asleep curled around Roy’s arm, listening to his even breathing and the steady beat of his heart.