Flame and Fullmetal 300 km/h

A/N: To my wonderful reviewers that I love: Alien, I’m happy you loved the Valentine’s gift. TrulyWished, *looks at you with a mischievous smile*. KansouAme & kuragari75, what can I say, building up the tension seems to be my specialty. nastyscarythingunerthebed, love you too and nope, Envy will definitely not be happy after this chapter. mina, not many take on beginning to read an AU that has several chapters, but I’m glad you did and that you like it. Thank you for reading and reviewing. Pauline, you flatter me *blushes faintly*. Pip, yeah I try to update every other day but this time I had some work to attend to, instead I posted the last chapter quickly as a Valentine’s gift. And Koneko, so happy you started reading and reviewing. Yes, Fullmetal comes from Ed’s nerves of steel and his expertise with metal and cars. And we all hate Jenny, join the club.

Now, I intend to keep my promise and I hope this chapter was worth the late update. Enjoy!

Chapter 19; Burning Touch

“The number you have dialed is not responding.” A monotone voice spoke. “Please leave a message after the beep.”

Beep.

“Hey Al, it’s me. I just wanted to say that I’m not at the garage but I’m not on my way home. Don’t wait up on me, okay? I don’t know when I’ll be back, but you’ll call me if something’s wrong, okay? Bye.” Ed ended the recording. Al was a big boy, Ed knew his brother could take care of himself. He just didn’t want Al to wait for him to come home.

The last time Ed had been to Roy’s crib it had been crowded and filled with dancing women, smoke from cigarettes, cheering drunks who tried to sing along with the loud music. It had left a strong first impression which made Ed doubt this was the same apartment. It seemed much larger now. And somehow not like the home of a famous street racer. For example the couch was obviously by a designer along with most of the furniture, and the home entertainment system wasn’t the cheapest either. All in all, the place was pretty neat and tidy to be the crib of a bachelor.

However, the content of the fridge was just what Ed could expect. Beer, old take-out food, beer, a few sodas, beer, a few TV dinners, beer…and what the hell was a bag of chips doing in the fridge?
Ed shook his head and grabbed two beers. He opened the kitchen drawers, searching for an opener, finding a lighter instead. ‘What the hell,’ Ed though and searched his pockets.

“Damnit!” He cursed out loud, holding tightly a soaked pack of cigarettes in his fist. Figures, he himself had been soaked from head to tow when the tide came in. ‘They could invent a waterproof pack.’

“The bottle opener is in the top drawer to the left. And I think there is a pack in the one under it. Havoc has so many he always leaves one after himself.” Roy said as he came out of his bedroom wearing only a dry pair of jeans and an unbuttoned shirt. He threw Ed a pair of jeans so the blond could change as well. Ed nodded thankfully and unbuckled his belt, taking of his uncomfortable clothes and changing into the dry jeans while Roy opened the beers. Ed didn’t realize he maybe should have undressed somewhere more private until he caught Roy looking at him while he raven haired man took a swing of his bottle. The blond’s cheeks were tinted red, the shade growing deeper when he noticed that Roy was a size large than he was, the jeans hanging down on his hips.

“Um…nice place you got,” Ed muttered barely audible, looking around, anything not to have to see the smirk on Roy’s face. Roy chuckled and walked in to the living room, sitting down in the large, designer corner couch and pressing a button on a remote turned on the radio, some new rapper being promoted. Ed followed his example and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, pulling out a cigarette but hesitated.

“It’s okay,” Roy said and pushed the ashtray on the coffee table closer to Ed. “I don’t mind.” People smoked inside his apartment every time he had a party anyway. Ed lighted the cigarette with the lighter he found in the kitchen and inhaled the soothing smoke. It wasn’t even close to the same brand he normally enjoyed, but right now he didn’t care a fuck. He needed a cigarette to keep him distracted. He was a little too eager to continue what had been so rudely interrupted at the beach, but he didn’t know if it truly was what he wanted. He’d never been with a man before. Hell, he had never been attracted to a man before until Roy walked into his life. Or was it the other way around since it had been he who moved into Central…fuck, it was the same thing anyway!

Roy watched Ed frown, massaging his aching temples with the fingers holding the cigarette while he held the beer in the other hand, taking a swing between smoking. Roy took a swing of his own beer. Why was he so wired? They were just two of the guys chilling with a couple of beers. However, Roy had never though of Ed as ‘one of the guys’. He didn’t know what Ed was to him. It was hard to think clearly when he was distracted by Ed’s bare torso. He had forgotten to get the blond a dry shirt, but was glad he didn’t, enjoying the view. Like he had known all along, Ed had a well-built body, making him look older than what his height implied. Not that Ed’s lack in height made him any less attractive in Roy’s eyes.

“Take a picture, it lasts longer,” Ed said sarcastically with a smirk of his own, having caught Roy checking him out. He was disappointed that the rave haired man didn’t blush as easily as he did. Ed shifted to sit more comfortable. It was weird how easy it was to relax, considering he was in another man’s apartment topless and in jeans a size to big for him. Ed snickered, at least he had rendered the older man speechless. He leaned forward and put out his cigarette in the ashtray, placing his beer on the table.

Suddenly Roy’s hand grasped his wrist and pulled him, pressing Ed to sit in the couch, Roy moving so he had foot on the floor and rested his weight on the knee placed between Ed’s legs.

“What the hell?!” Ed demanded as Roy still held his hand pinned against the backrest. Roy grasped Ed’s other hand that tried to push him away and leaned in closer to Ed.

“Enough of this game, Edward.” Roy said, looking Ed in the eyes. He had been teasing at the pool table, paid for it in the back of his car, gotten soaked in a bathtub, been rejected in a pool and his pleasure cut short when the tide came in. It was about time someone up thee cut him some slack.
“We both know why you came here.”

Ed struggled against Roy’s grip but Roy’s position gave him the advantage and Ed was pinned to his seat in the couch. “Maybe I’m here because you drove us to your place.” Ed retorted a-matter-of-factly, Roy’s hold on him growing stronger.

“I said I’ve had enough. You want this just as much, don’t you?” Roy said in a husky voice. He swiftly pressed his lips against the other man's in a wanton, pleading manner, begging for response, savouring the taste of the blond man’s lips. Ed's mind shut down and is body went into overdrive. He opened his mouth and Roy moaned at the taste of cigarettes. Ed's fingers tangled in raven black hair, grasping it and pulling Roy closer, deepening the kiss before he slid his own tongue inside Roy's mouth.

For a while they continued their battle of tongues, Roy's skilled tongue boldly exploring the other man's moist cavern. With one last bruising effect he nibbled on Ed's lower lip, then slowly pulling apart, the heat glowing around them. An arrogant smirk curled on Roy's lips, making his appearance even more seductive. He knew that he hand managed to ignite the other man into flames - knowing that he couldn't deny any of it any longer. They wanted, no, needed each other. Badly.

"Well, I guess that was a very frank ‘yes’," Roy chuckled, his hand travelling down Ed's bare chest. He took one of Ed’s nipples in-between his fingers and lazily teased it, making the blond take a sharp breath. Roy smirked and used his knees to spread Ed’s thighs, his other hand reaching down to cup the Ed’s groin, rubbing the blond gently through the jeans, the friction mot delicious. Ed moaned softly, making Roy chuckle.

”You’re getting harder and harder. At least you’re body is honest. You want this. You like it, don’t you.” Roy said as he leaned closer. He was taken aback when Ed’s hand suddenly reached out to grasp his shirt at the shoulder, holding Roy away at arm’s length.

”Don’t get too cocky Colonel-bastard.” Ed growled, his eyes blazing. Roy sighed and grabbed Ed’s wrist, his other hand taking a grip of Ed’s thigh. He threw Ed down on the couch, the blond laying on his back while Roy towered over him. He was getting pissed off by the younger an’ attitude.

”I’m actually a brutal man. Do you want me to be bad?” He asked, groping Ed’s thigh roughly.

”Why don’t you?” Ed coaxed, leaning on his elbows so his face was close to Roy’s, their glaring eyes interlocked with one another, and aroused fire burning in both onyx and amber eyes. Roy snorted and his grip on Ed loosened, but he stayed on top of the younger man.

”You’ll be mad at me.” Roy said, his voice more soft and tone of voice less aggravated.

“I didn’t know you cared,” Ed spat sarcastically, wanting to bite of his tongue the moment he said it.

“Maybe I do,” Roy said, his expression not fazing. This was the second time that day they’d had the same conversation. Ed felt bad for saying what he had and parted his lips, hoping an apology would somehow make itself come out of his mouth. “Don’t say anything,” Roy whispered his face so close their noses almost touched. “You’ll kill the mood.” Roy leaned in the last inches, pressing their lips together. Ed sighed against Roy’s lips, answering the kiss with just as much passion.

“Bastard,” Ed mumbled when their lips parted, his hand at the base of Roy’s neck, raising his own head to catch those lips for one more kiss. God, Roy could set him on fire with just the smallest spark in each kiss. He really was worth his nick-name. The Flame. His touch really was burning.

Roy moved off the younger man when a hand pressed his chest, Ed sitting up and unexpectedly launching on him. The table was turned and Ed towered over Roy, panting, pushing the shirt apart to expose more skin as his fingers caressed Roy's well-toned muscles. While Ed wasn’t sure what to do next, Roy decided to reach up and tugged at the band in Ed’s braid, making the braid come undone, blond hair falling down on each side of Ed’s face. Roy couldn’t resist the temptation and ran his fingers through the long, wavy tresses.

“You look good with your hair open,” he commented. “Well, are you going to do something while we are still young?” He said smirking. Ed brushed his hair to one side of his face and leaned down.

“Just shut up colonel-bastard,” Ed whispered into Roy's ear, then nibbling on it before biting down gently. He licked it, proceeding with a moist line of kisses and slight pecks down the side of the neck over the collarbone, biting down slightly harder, making Roy flinch. Ed licked the red mark forming, smirking wickedly as his hands reached lower, the burning sensation overwhelming them both.

Ed’s hand came to the buckle of his belt and quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. Roy gave a low whistle of awe, wondering how quickly the man could undress him. He almost bit his tongue when he felt Ed’s hand trailing over the fabric of his boxers, doing exactly what he had been doing to Ed a while ago. He had almost forgotten, it was always about payback with this blond.

Ed seemed to know exactly what it took to make Roy groan. The blond was grasping the hard member through the fabric o Roy’s boxers, tracing the veins with his fingers while moving his hand up and down Roy’s cock. Roy gathered what little control he had over his on body and forced his arms to move, his hand grasping Ed’s wrist and moving the blond’s hand away from his straining erection.

Ed looked down at Roy confused. ‘Doesn’t he know what he is doing to me?’ Roy wondered. Ed had after all known how to make him come in his pants in the back seat of his car. Shaking his head Roy pulled Ed down by his wrist to him and kissed the younger man. Ed answered with gusto, caressing Roy’s mouth with his tongue. It was obvious he wanted more. That was exactly why Roy had stopped Ed’s ministrations, not wanting it to end before they had the chance to begin.

"What now?" Ed asked dumbly although he had quite a perfect idea, not at peace with the fact it made him feel uneasy, but he wasn't going to pull back after going this far. Roy smiled at him, a rare, handsome smile, making Ed’s knees so weak he almost fell down to the floor when Roy pulled him to his feet and they made their way to the bedroom.

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They didn’t make it passed the door before their hands were one each other, Ed’s arms wrapped around Roy’s waist while Roy had tangled his fingers in Ed’s long hair, his other hand on Ed’s hips. It didn’t take much to have the jeans Ed was wearing fall down o the blond’s ankles, causing Ed to almost trip but Roy caught him with his strong arms and held the blond upright. Next to follow were Ed’s boxers, the blond hissing when the waistband brushed against his erect member.

“I won’t lie to you Edward. I’ve wanted this for some time now. I want you.” To emphasize the seriousness of his words, Roy pressed his body against Ed, closing the gap between them as his other hand started tenderly to massage the other man’s sacks, feeling the shudders travel through both of them. Ed groaned, knowing he was pathetic but he couldn’t help but grind against Roy, his cock rubbing against Roy’s still clothed erection. Roy too moaned but grasped Ed’s hips to hold him still. He looked seriously at Ed. “I want you Edward.” Honestly, he had wanted the blond ever since they raced for the first time. Already then, the blond had proven to be a challenge. One Roy wanted to take on. Right now, right there. No more jerking around.

Ed drew a shaky breath, beginning to have second thoughts, but he quickly dismissed them. Who knew better what a man needed than another man and God knew he needed something good and mind-blowing. Roy caught up on Ed’s hesitation. “Do you want to do this?”

“Yes,” Ed said without hesitation, just as seriously. If it was Roy Mustang, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes…

To encourage Ed, Roy trailed his other hand down Ed's back, lingering at the small of his back before descending to the two pert buttocks, squeezing one buttock suggestively as he trailed kisses down Ed's necks. When Ed let go of the last tension in his body, Roy knew he was ready and willing. Any woman would already be on her knees begging him to take her, but like he’d said, Ed was a challenge. And frankly, he enjoyed it this way much more.

Roy gently pushed Ed onto the unmade bed, pulling down his already undone jeans, followed by his boxers while his onyx eyes roamed all over Ed's body while the blond laid on the bed, prepared to be taken and swept away. Although Ed knew he had a great body he was still jealous of Roy. The raven hair, the smooth skin, the build....the cut of his every muscle without looking too bulky. Ed knew what strength as hidden in those arms that had held him so tightly.

Roy crawled on top of Ed, kissing the blond passionately before he trailed his lips and tongue down Ed’s chest and abdomen. There was no for more foreplay. Roy descended smoothly between the blond’s legs and took the throbbing member into his mouth, his hot cavern engulfing it completely before slowly sliding it out of his mouth, teasingly licking the tip of it. Ed moaned, biting his lips to prevent himself from screaming with joy.

Roy chuckled, his hand pumping Ed’s throbbing member as he watched Ed try his damndest not to be loud. “If it feels good, just say so. You don’t need to feel embarrassed, Edward. I want you to enjoy yourself.”

“Ah…Roy…” Ed moaned as Roy’s other hand began to fondle his balls.

“Now, that made me very happy.” Roy smiled before taking Ed’s cock into his mouth again, ravaging it with hard licks and frantically sucking, feeling the member surge as Ed slowly started to approach his release.

”G-good…” Ed groaned, bucking his hips involuntarily at the bliss.

Ed was truly perfect, Roy thought. The way he writhed on the mattress, the rustling of the sheets, Ed’s hands clenching them as his erratic pants increased in pace, the heat around them solid like a fabric of sweaty hotness. Pushing it further, intending on bringing the blond completely over the edge, he sucked harder and faster, Ed's cries now indicating his satisfaction as he came into the other man's mouth with a restrained cry. The other man swallowed quickly, savouring the taste of the flame-haired Ed as he rose, slowly crawling over the waiting victim, all spread and prepared for him as he leaned down, his face only inches away from Ed's as he crushed his lips down on the other man's, allowing him to taste himself, leaving him breath taken as Roy proceeded his invasion of Ed's body, the gentleness of his hands gone and replaced by desirable roughness.

How Roy wanted to just savagely plunge into the other man, enjoying the virginal tightness, knowing that this time would be Ed's first with a man. But he sighed deeply, knowing however that forcing himself upon the Ed would be everything else than smart and forgivable. Being a rapist was the least he wanted. So, Roy fought hard against his urge to invade the irresistible body that was just pleading to be roughly taken.

Roy's hand fumbled for the nightstand, almost causing the piece of furniture to fall over as he yanked the top drawer open and quickly pulled out a small yet unopened bottle of lube. Roy smiled his usual, arrogantly cunning smile as he stroke the smooth surface of the bottle, then looking savagely at Ed, who seemed to stir a bit from the hungry look. Roy took the bottle, pouring the rich, thick liquid into his hands and coating his member entirely into it, sweeping his lubricant smeared fingers over Ed's entrance as well, smiling softly as he felt the other man tense up automatically, his hands clenching the sheets beneath him ever tighter.

Roy planted a row of calming and comforting kisses down Ed's neck as he slowly and gently inserted a finger, passing the ring of tight muscles. He moved the finger slowly, and since Ed showed no sign of discomfort, he gently added another finger. This time Ed bucked and hissed. Roy started nibbling on Ed’s nipple, swirling his tongue around the perk nub to distract Ed and let him adjust before he again slowly began to move. He was actually stunned that Ed could handle two fingers so easily. Obviously Ed wasn’t thoroughly enjoying having two probing fingers up his ass, his eyes closed and his hands gripping Roy’s shoulders tightly. Roy moved his fingers inside, searching…

Ed bucked again, this time in a good way as he moaned deeply, and when Roy did it again, the blond even gave a small whimper of joy. Roy smirked to himself and withdrew his fingers, the soft whimper from Ed only turning him on more if it was possible.

Roy towered over the blond, trying to calm the other man down as he spoke soft words. "I'll be as gentle and slow as possible. If you want me to stop just say so." Inwardly Roy however begged God differently. When Ed shifted into a more comfortable position, or as comfortable as he could get, Roy took it as a sign to continue.

"Don't worry, you decide the pace," Roy said as he moved closer to Ed, taking a firm grip of Ed's slender waist, his hardened member pressing against the other man's tight entrance, precum mixing with the lubricant, both their bodies already glistening with sweat. Ed flinched when he felt Roy's erection bounce against him, his amber eyes flying wide open. Holy hell what was he doing?!

When Roy with a slick motion eased in to him Ed shut his eyes tightly to hold back the burning tears and gritted his teeth. "God damnit…" he whispered hoarsely. Roy pressed further into the incredibly tight, virginal channel with a painfully slow pace, not stopping until he was embedded into the other man all up to the base of his member. They remained still a moment, allowing the inexperienced Ed to adjust to the feeling of containing another man.

Roy brushed his lips against Ed's sweaty skin, tasting the salt. “Relax, Edward. It will feel better if you just relax.” He whispered. When Ed's breathing had calmed down, Roy started moving in a slow pace, thrusting slightly and forcing himself not to ram senselessly into the extremely tight passage he was engulfed in.

As Ed bit back a moan, then failing to suppress a series of erratic gasps, Roy knew he had found the blond's sensitive spot, incessantly hitting Ed’s prostate. The raven haired man smirked as Ed craved for more friction, thrusting back in a rhythmical manner, welcoming Roy to plunge further, so willingly responding to Roy’s moves, almost like reading his mind, tirelessly beckoning Roy to increase the pace.

“Ed…oh, so good…” Roy groaned. “So close.”

“Ah, Roy…I can’t…soon…” Ed warned, his mind on the verge of shutting down, overloaded on pleasure.

Their hectic voices escalated in a loud chorus as Ed's inner walls convulsed, soon after flooded by hot semen as Roy came swiftly, still embedded inside Ed who soon followed Roy’s example as his hot liquid spilled between their bodies. Their release drained them both of all strength, Roy using his last to pull out of the other man and collapse on top of him, fear flashing through his mind as he wondered if he might have crushed the blond under his weight, quickly rolling of and gazing at Ed, smiling that irresistible smile of his.

Ed rewarded his smile with one, splendid of his own, moving closer to Roy and peacefully laying his head down on Roy's chest, closing his eyes and mumbled something abut feeling so damned good before falling asleep with a satisfied sigh. Roy smiled and folded his arms around the blond, drifting asleep as well.

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Roy woke up the following morning, feeling so damn good, like a living God. A God in need of a shower. He stretched and ran his fingers through his messy hair and glanced at the nightstand, expecting to see his alarm clock but found it on the floor.

‘Why is it…? Last night…Oh…Wait, where’s Ed?’

Roy got out of bed and grabbed his boxers from the pile of jeans next to his bed. He also grabbed one of the two pairs of jeans and hopping around on one leg made his way into the living room. No one was there, but there were two cigarettes in the ashtray. By the time he had been able to drag himself into the kitchen he was working on the belt, his hands stopping their ministration when he saw the most awesome sigh before him.

Ed was desperately ramming through the content in the fridge, one hand on his grumbling stomach, searching for edible food for breakfast. Sighing disappointed, Ed turned around and noticed Roy.

“Oh, you’re awake.” He said casually, opening a cupboard and taking two glasses, having less trouble finding his way in the kitchen. He poured some juice in both glasses, sadly, the only thing in the fridge you could pass as breakfast if you didn’t have a bad hang-over and craved for old take-out food. Roy accepted the glass of juice Ed offered him, if only to get something for his dry mouth.

Ed had pulled on his boxers and was wearing what Roy recognized as one of his t-shirt, the piece of clothing several sizes too big for the blond wearing it. He was sure that if he told Ed that most women who spent the night wore that particular t-shirt the morning after, Ed would take it off and burn it was if was infected by something. Maybe he should, he didn’t mind having the blond run around his apartment half naked. Now that was a sight he would gladly wake up to. That second after waking up to see Ed still sleeping while nestled in his arms.

‘Next time, perhaps,’ Roy thought and sipped at his juice. Ed hadn’t yet tied his hair into the infamous braid, long, blond tresses loose and tangled.

They had left the radio on and both listened in silence to the morning news. Ed emptied his glass and pulled on his now dry jeans and took off the overly big t-shirt. He shook his head vigorously, running his fingers through his tresses, smoothing them out before tying his hair up in a simple pony tail. The shirt-stripping-head-shaking-and-fingers-running-through-hair was the most erotic display a blond had given Roy. If it was up to him, he would have Ed again right there and then in the kitchen. He stood up and walked over to Ed.

“Well, I’ll be on my way then.” Ed said and put his glass into the sink. “Oh, and don’t bother waiting for me to show up at the garage today. I’m taking the day off.”

When it came to work, it was always a turn-off and Roy took his job to boss people around very seriously. He frowned slightly at the blond.

“Taking the day off you say? I’ll have you know Fullmetal, what happen last night…what this is…it’s not that kind of thing that gives you the right to skip work.” Roy warned. He regretted to have used his superior tone of voice. Even more than that he regretted o have put what happened between them in such a way. What had happened between them was…so good it was indescribable.

“Yeah, I figured,” Ed said hiding the hurt Roy’s blunt words had caused. “Then fire me. But we both know you won’t.” Ed gave Roy a knowing look. “If you don’t mind, I’m in a hurry. Bye asshole.” Ed mumbled and walked out the door before Roy had the chance to put it in a different way. The raven haired man looked at the doorway lading to the foyer for a while.

What the hell had just happened there?

Had he just watched dumbly as Ed had walked out with a glint of hurt in his eyes?

And without a shirt on his back, Roy was reminded when he saw the shirt Ed had left to dry in the kitchen.

Now, how long had he been standing there, acting pathetic?

“Damnit,” Roy grunted and took the shirt, intending to after the blond but he didn’t need to go farther than his door. Ed was standing in the stairway with his back to the wall next to Roy’s door. Ed looked at Roy, looking stunned, probably not having thought Roy would have followed him.

Roy sighed and fixed his composure. He wanted to scold the younger man for walking out like he had. Now who walked out without a shirt when they had Ed’s body but looking so innocent and young? It was just indecent. He crossed his arms over his bare chest. “I thought you were in a hurry?”

Ed shrugged. “Guess not.”

Roy handed Ed the shirt. “You forgot this.”

“I know,” Ed said and accepted the shirt, pulling it over his head. It still smelled like the ocean.

Roy shook his head and moved to the side, gesturing for Ed to come inside. “C’mon, I’ll fix us some breakfast. There should be some bread and shit in the cupboards.”

Ed smiled at him, and then chuckled as he walked passed Roy towards the stairs. “I thought it wasn’t that kind of thing.”

Roy watched Ed walk down the stairs, leaning against the doorway. He shook his head but smirked. When Ed left just now, the hurt glint in those amber eyes was gone. He had been smiling.
Roy knew he hadn’t won yet. Ed was one hell of a challenge. And Roy loved it.

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