Chimera

Mostly just smut, cause I can. let's see, as to Riza, I never really liked her for some reason, and I can't stand Winry, she almost never shows up in my fics. I just feel that Riza doesn't love Roy, she just likes him, and he is a good catch. He's the kind of guy everyone wants, so it makes sense she would wait to pick him up but not die if she didnt' get him. i think, anyways. But, chapter chapter yay! Thanks for reviewing!!

Morning after

Faint pants drew Roy out of the sanctuary of sleep, his head pounding. A bit of light had snuck in around the edges of the curtains and he winced when his eyes cracked open. Of course, the vision beside him made it worthwhile.

Ed was stretched out on his side of the bed, his pants around his thighs and his shirt up under his arms, gold skin stretching endlessly between. His flesh hand was wrapped around himself, pulling lightly while the metal hand slid over his chest and stomach. His skin was flushed and his eyes were partially closed, just a slit of gold visible. Black eyes moved down the smooth body, taking in every detail. The pale scars, the slight indent of a navel, the darkening gold curls, the thick length wrapped in slim fingers. He bit his lip to remain silent, afraid he would stop if an audience presented itself.

The strong hand moved up again, thumb rotating around to rub the tip and slide a fingertip into the wet slit. A low grunt was followed by a muffled moan and the gold hips arched up into the touch. The head moved towards his belly, bobbing slightly with his movements, and the hand sped up. His metal hand moved slowly down his body and hesitated just above the point where the soft curls started.

Roy almost screamed for it to move; his body was shaking but he didn’t dare budge. He might startle the boy and that wouldn’t do. The hard hand slid the rest of the way down, combing through dark gold to brush the swollen head. A soft cry and the hand moved further, one finger tracing the thick vein down and rubbing little circles on the heavy sac. His head turned suddenly to stare at Roy; he must have made a sound. Seconds passed before his attention returned to his hands.

They resumed their movements, exploring and testing. Warm fingers squeezed the head gently as cool ones slipped between his legs to fondle delicate skin. His balls were palmed and lifted as his flesh hand curled around himself and he started to pull quickly. Muscular hips moved frantically as he neared the edge and soft cries escaped his clenched teeth. It was over soon, thick, hot liquid spraying onto his stomach and chest. He lay panting quietly and Roy couldn’t bear it any longer.

Ignoring his headache, he rolled over and curled around the boy, licking at the wet mess. “Roy! What are you doing up?” Gold eyes were wide open and red burned the tanned cheeks.

“Mmm, nothing much. Enjoying the view.” He continued licking, running his tongue over hard muscle and soft skin. “What are you doing up? I thought you’d be flat for the day.”

A faint shrug moved smooth skin under his mouth. “I get through it fast, quick metabolism.” He started to laugh when Roy hit the sensitive area under his navel. “Stop that! It tickles!”

“Nope, not stopping. I think after that show, we can manage a duet, no?” His moth closed over the soft cock, rolling it in and nuzzling the musky hair. Ed’s mouth opened but no sound came out. His hips lifted and jerked. Roy’s teeth set themselves delicately at the base while his tongue laved the length. Ed yelped, his hands grabbing frantically for dark hair. The teeth were withdrawn and he started to suck, gently at first and more persistently as the younger man thickened and grew longer.

The strong hands on his shoulders were pushing, not pulling and he lifted his head in concern. “What’s wrong?”

“No.. nothing, I just want to touch you too.” Long bangs hid the flushed face but Roy was being maneuvered around so his cock was within reach. He grinned and helped, shifting his weight and moving over so the young man had access. The red head before him was swallowed again and he felt Ed’s cry against his own sensitive skin. His eyes rolled and a moan slipped out, making the solid body under his shiver. His pale body shivered as he was sucked into the heat of the blond’s mouth.

‘Control, control Roy.’ He couldn’t. He yanked himself away and rolled to capture the open mouth, forcing his tongue in to claim it. Ed fought him back, pushing with his own wet tongue, trying to enter the mouth pressed against his. Hips rolled together, wet friction driving them both crazy. Sweat slicked their chests and they glided against each other, rushing forward to meet. Cool air swirled around them, heightening their senses and drowning them in sensation. Ed screamed and bucked, rubbing hard erections and chest together one last time. His wet heat drove Roy into following, yelling into a shoulder.

They flopped, boneless and sated. Roy rolled himself over and dragged a blanket back up. “Ed, sweetheart, get me a drink please. I’m going back to sleep.”

“What? Why? It’s late, we really slept in and should get up now. Just a sec, I’ll get a towel.” Energy flared around him as the boy bounded off. ‘Oh, please, let him be tired. Or at least let me sleep.’ His head pounded worse than before, his throat was parched, and he was just thankful he wasn’t sick to his stomach. A towel cleaned him off and the blankets were pulled away.

“Ed, please. I’m hung over, I need to sleep. Either come back to bed and have a nap or go downstairs and read. Please.” At least a glass of water had appeared and he sipped it gratefully. “Thank you for the towel and water. Good night.” He rolled over and curled around himself. This was an excellent way to wake up but a hang over was a hang over.

“Oh. Okay. Umm, do you want lunch?” A pale hand waved yes and the door closed quietly. Thudding steps were heard down the hall and a door slammed in the kitchen. ‘Ugh, find something interesting quickly and be quiet.”

What to do. If Roy was going to sleep all day, maybe he should clean up? Ed stalked the house. No, looked pretty clean. Cards were boring without someone to play with, he was tired of only reading research material, and cooking would only take a few minutes. Music, music would be nice. Where was that radio?

He rummaged through the house, opening all the drawers and cupboards. It was nowhere to be found. ‘That bastard probably put it up high again.’ A set of steps was transmuted out of the floor at each cupboard and he hopped up to look at the top shelves. There it was, in the back of the hall cupboard. He hopped down with it and set up in the kitchen. A snack, then he should definitely get started on lunch. And go get that present, he’d forgotten it until they were almost at the bar and it hadn’t been worth the effort to go back.

He patted his pockets for his keys before giving up and snagging Roy’s from the counter. A quick sandwich and he was off, chewing as he ran down the street towards the dorms. Just a fast stop, in and out. And avoid Al, he was probably annoyed that Ed had gone home without him.

“Hello, Brother.” So much for that plan.

“Hey, Al! Whatcha doin’?” The blond sorted through his stuff, throwing clothes on the floor and scattering books.

“Well, I figured you weren’t coming home, so I cleaned up your half of the room and made a shopping list.” Ed looked at the floor; the usual mess reined again. He started picking up a little, tossing everything on the bed. The little box was secreted away in his pocket and he turned to go. “Brother?”

“Yeah?”

“When are you coming home?” The thin voice sounded so, alone. Ed blinked at him.

“Al? Are you ok?” The suit of armor shrugged. “What’s the matter?”

“Well, it’s just, you haven’t been home a lot lately, and we haven’t been on a mission for a couple of weeks, and I don’t get to see you very often anymore.”

Guilt froze the older brother. He shook it off and darted over to hug his brother. “Oh, man, I’m sorry Al. you should have said something. I, well, I’m sorry, ok? I should have been here, I didn’t realize. K, I’ll stay home more. What do you want to do today?”

“Aren’t you going to spend the day with the Colonel? For his birthday. You didn’t even give him his present.” Al hugged back gently, careful to keep the spikes away.

“Doesn’t matter, he can wait. I should be with you anyways, not some idiot of a Colonel.” The blond pulled back and started rummaging again, looking for a new shirt. “Let’s go get lunch and maybe we can stop at the library this afternoon. Want to go get me some new shirts?” A special offer, given Ed’s intense dislike of trying on clothes.

“No. It’s his birthday, kinda, you should go be with him. Tomorrow, we’ll do stuff then. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything. Maybe we’ll get an assignment or a lead.” Al pushed him gently to the door, handing him a bag of clothing. “Here, I packed some things for you. Go on, I’ll see you tomorrow. I have some reading to do anyways.” Ed looked unsure and tried to dig in his heels but his brother just lifted him up and set him outside. “Go on, I’ll still be here.”

Ed bit his lip and considered, “I’ll be home tonight. We can check that locked room we’ve been meaning to look at.” His usual easy grin flashed. “Maybe we’ll find something fun!” They laughed together before the blond waved and headed back.

“Roy, Roy, Roy, get up!” He was lying on the man, poking him repeatedly in the side. A loud groan and pale hands swatted at him. “Get up, I can’t stay long, so get up and spend time with me.”

“What? Where are you going?” Roy rolled and pushed himself up a little, blinking slowly. Ed blinked back.

“Al’s been alone a lot. I have to spend more time with him, I’m such a crappy brother anyways, I have to at least try to be decent.” The blond pushed his lover up to sit and handed him a present, neatly wrapped by Al.

“You’re a great brother. Why didn’t you invite him to come visit here?” The alchemist picked at the wrapping, carefully loosening the tape, much to Ed’s annoyance.

“Open it already! He wanted us to have some time. I’m going to spend more time with him from now on. I don’t want him to feel bad.”

“Of course not. Alright, if you think it’s best. I’ll still see you on the weekends, no?” The paper came loose and he unfolded it neatly to reveal a silver frame. It had flames etched on the sides and his name engraved along the bottom. A picture was already in it, one with the entire crew; Havoc, Breda, Fuery, Falman, Hawkeye, Ed, Roy, and Al. A small picture of Hughes was in the corner. They were all smiling, laughing at Ed while Roy ruffled his hair with one hand and tapped his nose with the other. “This is beautiful, Edward. Thank you.” He leaned up to kiss his boyfriend, who blushed brightly.

“You’re welcome. Get up, I’m going home tonight, so you have to spend all day with me.” He crawled off the bed and scooted to the door. “I didn’t get started on lunch, I’ll go do that now. See you in a few minutes.”

Eep. Roy was up and dressed in record time and headed down to save his stomach from Ed’s food. Soup was warmed up and more sandwiches served as a decent meal. The day was spent playing cards and going shopping. When it started getting dark, they headed for the park to watch the sunset at Roy’s insistence.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Ed just shrugged, he’d seen enough for them to just mean another day without Al’s body.

“I should head home, Al’s waiting.” Roy nodded and hugged him close.

“Love you. I’ll try to find a mission for you two tomorrow. I’ll be waiting for you next week, alright? Be good.”

A pink tongue stuck out but he was hugged back anyways. “Yeah, yeah, always am.” Black eyes rolled and they waved to each other as Ed ran towards the dorms.

An hour later, Roy got a call from the police station to come pick up his alchemist for breaking and entering. The lecture was long and Ed fell asleep halfway through, sparking more nagging. Al was apologetic but couldn’t manage to sound sincere.