Flame and Fullmetal 300 km/h

A/N: I’m relieved that I didn’t get flamed for shortly introducing myself in the last chapter (except for Alien, sorry hun). I just wanted to give Ed my kind of present. Anyway, that is the last you will see me in this fic!

To my reviewers: cm34, I’m not sure I understood what you meant. Maybe the last chapter was a little bit too long, but I couldn’t find a place to cut it off. Fleur_de_lys, aww thank you for the beautiful review, I’m so touched. But I’ll ensure you, there will (very soon) be some real lemon-action between Roy and Ed, and Jenny WILL get what is coming to her. Kuragari75, thank you! nastyscarythingunderthebed, glad you love it. Yes, Ed just won Greed’s approval and gained a ‘friend’ in the mafia. I only need Speed for this thing coming up and maybe later. Alien, good note, you will soon get to know why Roy reacted to Speed like he did.
milky, Archer will show up in all due time. Don’t spoil the fun for the others! How did you guess?
Hehe, for all you out there, Speed’s full name is Speed Archer, brother to Frank Archer. You’ll see soon enough why I had to feature another OC and not just use Frank.

I got 6 reviews on the last chapter. That is why I decided to post this chapter already although I had thought it would have to wait until Monday. Remember, many reviews means fast updates. Enjoy!

Chapter 15; Sleep Over

"Finally!" Ed sighed to Winry when she pushed the last stranger out of his house. Since she had gotten him into the mess, she was also responsible for cleaning it up. At least nothing had been broken.

‘Time for some good ol’ sleep. Now all I gotta do is kick the rest of these guys out of my house and I can hit the sack.’ Ed thought as he yawned.

"I don’t know about you guys," Havoc said. "But I say we make it a sleep over."

"Hell yeah," Breda agreed. "I’m not up for the drive back to my place."

Ed’s eyes narrowed as everyone else agreed, naturally assuming it was okay with him. He shook his head. "I think we’re all a little too old for sleepovers, don’t you think?"

"No such thing as too old, Edward," Riza said, flopping onto one of the many couches in the huge 2nd story living room.

"What’s this I hear about a sleepover?" Al asked as he came out of the kitchen.

"Well, Edward invited us all to stay the night," Scar said, patting Ed on the back.

"Oh, how fun!" Al exclaimed a little too over excited.

"Looks like it’s settled," Roy said, grabbing the big screen remote from Havoc and taking a seat next to Riza, knowing that Ed would rather they leave.

Ed sighed, knowing that everyone’s minds had been made up.

"Alphonse," Psiren called politely from her spot on the ground, watching the television as Roy flipped through the channels. "Maybe you could get us a few shirts and stuff to sleep in? It’s kind of hot and I don’t think I can manage sleeping in these clothes."

"No problem," Al said with a huge smile. "I’ll be right back.” He ran up the stairs, anxious to serve company. Ed sighed once more.

"I think I was adopted," he said as he grabbed the control from Roy and sat next to him.

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Soon, everyone was settled in. Al and Ed had strewn a few comforters for some of them to lie on.

"Okay you guys," Fuery said, going through the DVD’s. "It’s down to ’The Transporter’, ’Gone In 60 seconds’, and ’Bring It On’."

"The last one’s a no-brainer," Breda said. "It’s all about cheerleaders in skimpy outfits."
The women groaned as the rest of the men agreed.

"Thanks a lot Breda," Rose said sarcastically, throwing a pillow at him.

"Hey Ed!" Winry called, leaning from the giant opened window that engulfed one whole side of the living room. "You know, if you’re not careful, a person could fall out this thing."

"Well, let’s just hope you keep your footing," Havoc joked.

As Fuery popped the DVD in, everyone began to get comfortable. Ed decided to skip sitting on the largest couch (where Jenny as sitting), and opted to get comfy on the ground next to Psiren and Jay.

"Hey, hit the lights will ya Vato!?" Breda called, holding on firmly to his bowl of popcorn. Falman complied reluctantly, mumbling something about being everyone’s personal butt-monkey.

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A while into the movie, a few of them had already dozed off.

"What lightweights," Scar whispered into Riza’s ear, referring to those who had already turned in. She laughed softly, the sound reverberating into his chest.

They’d ended up sharing one of the smaller couches. She’d been quite stiff in the beginning, sitting as far away from him as she could. But soon, his mature and laidback personality prompted her to become loose, curling up with him behind her. She’d only known this guy for a couple of weeks but she felt more comfortable with him than she should. He was a close friend of the two brothers after all, so he couldn’t be a bad guy.

"I’m feeling kind of sleepy myself," she said in response.

"Well then," he began, "close your eyes. It’s not like I’m going to try anything."

She laughed again, rolling her eyes. "Not that I was thinking about it but now that you mention it…"

He smiled into her loose hair, revelling in the feel of her setting herself more firmly against him. His eyes began to droop in exhaustion of the long night.

‘Great, detective. Now you’re becoming a lightweight.’

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Havoc watched the light from the television flicker against Rose’s face. He leaned over. "You likin’ the movie?" he whispered into her ear.

She turned to him, her eyes furrowed. "Yeah, as much as I’d like watching a female mud wrestling match. This is such a guy’s flick."

Havoc chuckled. "I dunno rosebud. I’m feelin’ that rocker chick."

"Yeah, you would say that," Rose replied with a hint of anger. ‘What’s her problem?’ Havoc asked himself confused.

"What’s your—" he was interrupted by Roy’s angrily grabbing a pillow and moving off the couch onto the ground. Apparently they were making too much noise for him. Jenny on the other hand had already passed out. "What’s your deal, rosebud?" he resumed.

"Nothing!" she whispered back harshly. "It’s just you and your typical guy thought process. Of course you would think that cheerleader’s hot. She’s pretty and has big boobs and wears tons of makeup!"

Havoc smiled, not sure if she was angry or jealous. "If it makes you feel better, rosebud, she can’t hold a candle to you."

She blushed, trying to hide a delighted smile. But her smile soon turned to a glare. "Not only are you a typical egocentric guy, you’re a liar too! You don’t have to say things to make me feel better." She turned back to the movie, fully ignoring him.

Havoc’s eyes widened, not knowing when he’d even put out egocentric vibes. ‘If ever there was a time that I was confused, this is it.’

What was he doing wrong? Jay was getting lucky with Psiren and Riza was warming up to Ed’s friend Scar. Hell, even Roy had someone jumpin’ his nuts!
He shook his head. ‘Girls equal trouble, man,’ he reminded himself. Then there was that ache in his groin, the woman’s rosy perfume not making it any better. Someone up there really seemed to hate him…

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Ed felt a body slide next to his. "What’s your deal big-head?" he asked.

"Those to love birds up there won’t shut the hell up." Roy replied, gesturing at Riza and Scar. ”And then Casanova back there is making a damn fool out of himself.”

"Don’t be mad because everyone else is getting action around here and you’re not."

That was an ironic statement coming from Ed. Truth was, throughout most of the film, his mind was focused on Jay and Psiren who were rather immersed in each other. He was tempted to shout at the bartender at The Rose to hurry the hell up and get a room with his girlfriend!
Who was he kidding? He was jealous. Why couldn’t he have that?

"Right Edo. If I wasn’t here, I’d be getting lots of action right now."

"You sound like a prepubescent teenager."

"I was never prepubescent."

"Get over yourself Colonel-Bastard. And don’t call me Edo!"

Roy smirked and turned back to the movie.

When it finished, they were the only ones awake. Ed turned off the television, encompassing the room in darkness save for the huge window which allowed them to see out into the night.
Ed plopped back onto the covers next to Roy.

"You sleeping?" He asked into the darkness. Roy grunted, indicating that he was still awake. "It’s too hot to sleep," Ed said, signifying that by kicking off the sheet that covered his feet. He had even undressed down to his boxers.

"Wake me up when I begin to care." After a few minutes of tossing and turning on Ed’s part, Roy sighed, exasperated. "Would you settle down already?"

"It’s not like I can help it. I’m burning up."

Roy sighed once more. "Come on," he demanded, standing up and grabbing Ed by his arm.

"Where are we going?" Ed inquired as Roy dragged him towards the kitchen.

"Where’s the back door?" He demanded. Ed pointed, and Roy followed.

"But the only thing out there is the pool and the hot tub."

"My point exactly."

Roy dragged the blond outside and to the edge of the pool.

"Mustang, I hope you’re not gonna do what I think--" Ed’s words were halted as he was shoved into the water. Roy laughed when the blond came up sputtering.

"Bastard! That was so not funny!"

Roy smirked, pulling off his shirt and diving in.

Ed twisted his body around, looking for the asshole that’d just disappeared under the deep water. He almost screamed when Roy popped up right in front of him.

"What the hell is your problem!?" Ed yelled at the older man’s smirking face.

"You said you were hot," Roy explained, as if it were the most logical answer in the world.

"I said I was hot. Not that I needed a dose of chlorine!"

Ed’s shouting was hushed when Roy put a finger to his own lips. He gently jerked his head towards the house, indicating to the people in there.

"Quiet down Edo. You’re not the only person on this block, you know." Ed made a face at Roy’s tone. "I don’t even know what your deal is anyway. You can’t tell me you don’t like the feel of the water."

Ed shook his head, not able to respond. Of course he liked the feel of the water. It was a welcome sensation after the heat that had been scorching his body. If only he didn’t have to tread water. His braid had come undone and his blond hair was getting in his way. Ed grabbed one of Roy’s shoulders as he felt his legs tire.

Roy chuckled. "Could you be any more obvious?"

Ed rolled his eyes, deciding that he’d rather risk drowning that be taunted by this guy. But as he began to pull away, Roy’s arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Rest your weight onto me," Roy ordered.

"No way in hell I will--"

"Look, Fullmetal. I’m not in the mood to save your ass when you drown just because you’re too stubborn to receive help. Now rest your weight onto me!"

Ed reluctantly complied, relaxing his body onto Roy.

"Good boy," Roy said into Ed’s ear as he swam to an edge.

"I’m not a kid," Ed retorted into the crook of his neck.

"Right, Edo."

Roy successfully delivered Ed to one of the sides of the pool, but didn’t back off, keeping his hands on the blond’s waist.

"Okay," Ed said, his breath quickening. "Space is becoming an issue here."

Roy smirked once again and took his hands off Ed only to rest them on either side, trapping the blond between the pool edge and his body. Ed’s breath began to quicken even more rapidly. ‘Shit. Doesn’t this guy know when to back off?’

"Why is it that every time I’ve been around you today, I’ve ended up getting wet?" Ed asked.

Roy chuckled at the double entendre. "That’s between you and your bodily functions," he answered. ‘And also between your legs,’ he added with a mental chuckle at his own little joke.

Ed gave him a sarcastic look. "You know that’s not what I meant. And anyway, you’re one to talk about bodily functions," he retorted, referring to his responsiveness in the bathtub earlier that day.

"It’s not like I could help it," Roy defended. "It’s hard to get control of your body when some blond is on your dick."

Ed rolled his eyes, immune to Roy’s dirty language and encouraged by his flirting tonight.

"How many times have I told you to get over yourself?"

"Plenty."

"Get over yourself."

Roy smirked, moving his body closer to Ed’s and trapping the blond even more firmly between himself and the edge.

Ed’s common sense rang in his head but was quickly replaced by nervousness. "There goes that space thing again." His voice was shaky.

"Why so nervous….Edward?" Roy knew exactly what he was doing. He was thinking with his head. Well, actually he was thinking with his dick but….same ending to the story. He was horny! He hadn’t had some since the week before and now was as good a time as any, right?

"I’m not nervous," Ed said, his voice belying his statement as Roy came closer. "I just…don’t like you."

Roy laughed softly into Ed’s ear. "Are you sure about that?"

Ed didn’t answer, only eliciting a small gasp when he felt Roy’s lips brush lightly between his shoulder and neck. Ed’s mind went temporarily blank as Mustang’s mouth slowly traced its way up his neck and flit across his jaw.

"I don’t think you are so sure," Ed felt him say against his skin.

Ed’s witty remark stayed trapped in his throat as he felt Roy’s fingers brush against his bare thigh. He felt that unwanted but inevitable tension build in his groin. The one that came every time he was this close to the lead racer.

"Roy." He whispered a quiet plea into the night before the man’s lips came down upon his own. Different. Not at all like the carnal kiss they’d shared once before. This one was filled with something Ed couldn’t quite place. Want?

Ed moaned, arching his body into Roy’s.

‘Not good. Not good. Not good!’ his mind panicked.

Roy’s hands slowly crept under Ed’s thighs, lifting them so he could wrap his legs around the slim waist.

‘Good. Good. Good. Oh, so good!’

Ed knew exactly what he wanted. He wrapped his hands around Roy’s neck, plunging his tongue into the older man’s mouth. Roy grunted, turned on even more by Ed’s initiation. The blond moaned as Roy thrust his pelvis into Ed’s.

Ed pulled his lips from Roy’s and threw his head back, sighing at the feel of the man’s hardness pushing against his own aching need over and over.

Roy dropped a hail of kisses against Ed’s exposed neck and wrapped the younger man’s legs more firmly around him, wanting to feel the blond’s heat.

"Oh God…Roy…"

Oh God.

Roy.

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

Roy Mustang. Bad guy.

Edward Elric. Not bad guy.

Oil. Water.

Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!

Ed snapped back to his senses, pushing Roy away from him. The younger man was breathing heavily. Roy looked at him with confusion in his eyes. He was panting.

Ed looked at Roy, not knowing what to say. He pulled himself out of the water and walked away, not able to look into those onyx eyes.

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"You hear that?" Jenny asked her brother into the darkness.

"What the hell are you talking about sis?" A sleepy Havoc asked, throwing a pillow over his head.

"I just heard a huge splash. Like something hit water."

"Go back to sleep."

Jenny sat up looking around as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Where was Roy? She didn’t even have to look to know that Ed wasn’t in his spot either. She heard further splashing coming from the back.

Jenny walked to the wide window and looked outside. Her temperature rose in anger. She grabbed her cell-phone and dialled a number she never thought she would use one day. She waited, and waited, and waited until a voice answered irritably.

”It’s Jenny Havoc. Yeah, I thought you might remember me,” she whispered sharply. ”You have a grudge against Roy, right? I have a proposal for you.” Jenny smirked, knowing that with this guy’s help, Ed and Roy would despise each other in no time and what ever was going on between the two racers would be over.

She walked out without anybody noticing and calling for a cab to take her home.

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