Home feels like

Arms

Ed wandered, he always seemed to be wandering in this world. Even when Alfons had been with him, they had moved often, before he got too sick. Now that Alfons was gone, he didn’t know what to do. The funeral had been that afternoon and Ed was lost, having simply walked away from the small gathering and continued until well past dusk.

He knew Envy was behind him, could feel his presence, but he had no destination. It seemed futile to go back to the apartment and the research was practically impossible without Alfons there to understand it. He paused to look at the sky; the full moon shone, seemingly farther away than it ever had at home, and the stars, his constant guides, had all changed positions. It had been a long time since he looked at the sky.

A small mushroom circle drew his attention and he smiled; Alfons had once told him it was a fairy ring and laughed about it being magic. He crouched down and examined it carefully before closing his eyes and making a wish. A few seconds later, he was still there, sitting on the cold ground, not home. ‘Well, I didn't really think it would work, after all.’ His companion sat across from him, watching him doodle in the dirt. He built a simple alchemy circle around the original circle, adding more complexities as he scribbled an array.

A slim brow arched as he smiled a bit and clapped playfully to press his hands to the ground. Blue light flared and he panicked, eyes wide, arms flailing. He could feel it pulling him in and reached out to grab the slim arm stretched out more by habit than anything. “Envy!” He didn't know if he wanted to be saved or take the other down with him. The force twirled him around and he dragged his lover with him, pressing their lips together in their first kiss. Strong hands clamped onto his arms and drew them closer as darkness swirled.

A bang and they landed on soft grass on the side of a hill, rolling a bit before coming to a halt. They were wrapped around each other, lips still touching, arms clinging. Ed lifted his head and looked around. Heavy clangs could be heard and lights flickered from what appeared to be a town. An old rusty crane stretched over them and he tilted his head to look up at it. “Youswell? Are we in Youswell?”

Envy panted, his arms and legs twitching. He sat up slowly, turning his arms to examine them, flexing his fingers. He started to laugh, low and dangerous, growing with each second until it rang out, echoing faintly. “I can feel it. I’m back.” His arm changed to a blade and his eyes turned to Ed. He grinned and Ed almost flinched away. “You haven’t forgotten, I hope.” His body changed, running through a variety of forms before settling on Ed’s own. “Just think, I can fuck you as anyone I want. I can” He stopped, hand going to his chest. A strange look appeared and he pressed his hand close for a minute; he drew a sharp nail down his arm. Blood welled and he stared then licked, tasting it. “What did you do? My heart is beating, I’m bleeding, what did you do!” He was screaming, his hands tight against Ed’s throat. “I taste human, you bastard! What did you do to me?”

Darker hands scrabbled at white ones, desperate for air. “I don’t know, I don’t know, I didn't do anything. Please, let go! Please” His voice was fading, he’d used the bit of air in his lungs to protest. The pressure lifted a bit and oxygen was gulped in. “You can’t be human, you changed forms.” The skin felt warmer under his hands and he could now feel the heart beating where he’d never felt one before. “It can’t be, you can’t be human.” His hand moved from his neck to touch soft cheeks and run down smooth arms, touching the bleeding scratch, and skimmed over white thighs, brushing where the tattoo should have been.

“Lift me.” Pressure increased on his throat as the other started to lift him. “No! Not like that! You want to kill me?” A malicious grin answered him but the hands shifted to use his shoulders to lift. He was off the ground, dangling as Envy unfolded his legs with ease and lifted him above his head. “See? No human is that strong.” He kicked a bit and was set down. His leg promptly collapsed under him, tumbling him to the ground. “Fuck. Ok, we need somewhere to stay, Youswell will do. They’ll help me there. I hope.”

The rage was fading from Envy’s eyes but he still stared disbelievingly at his arm. The scratch had stopped bleeding but was still visible. Ed shoved on his leg to get his attention and he turned as if in a daze. “Come on, let’s go. Can’t stay here.” Ed’s voice was gentle, soothing. “Do you have a generic form? One that won’t be noticed?”

A brunette appeared in front of him, no scars, birthmarks, a completely unobtrusive figure. “Alright, carry me down and we’ll contact Mustang. He’ll come for us.” A faint jerk at the name and Envy lifted him, carrying him woodenly down. Ed directed him to the hotel and claimed a room for them. He was greeted with wonder and faint disbelief, but welcomed none the less once he answered some questions, proving who he was. A quick call to the office, where no one answered, and he left a message for Roy to call him; “Hey, Shit Colonel, call me in Youswell. And if you even consider questioning who this is, I’ll shove my auto-mail so far up your ass you’ll taste it for a year, got that?”

The night was quiet, even the mines having gone silent in the dark. Envy sat at the window, staring out. “Hey. Come to bed?” Ed was propped up in bed, his leg and arm gone; they were useless anyways. “Envy, come on.”

Purple eyes, darker here than before, turned to him and the boy stalked to the bed. He stood and stared down before crouching. “You belong to me.” A statement of fact. “Even here, you are my possession.”

Gold eyes shuttered and he nodded. “Yes, as long as you provide. I’d like to go see Al, though. And I need new auto-mail.” His hand patted a white cheek and was knocked aside.

“You owe me. And whatever you did to me, you’re gonna fix it.” Dark eyes glared down at him and he stared back until the older boy crawled up beside him. “Go to sleep.”

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A soft knock and a shy voice informed Ed of a phone call. Envy carried him to the phone and Roy’s voice came to him through the line. “Fullmetal? What the hell are you doing? Where were you? Get your ass back to Central.”

“Hey, fuck you too. I just get back after almost four years and all you can do is whine about me not being there to follow your shitty orders.” The blond was yelling into the phone as loud as Roy. “Anyways, send someone to get us, my auto-mail’s broken again.”

“Us? Who’s with you?” Roy’s voice was softer; he could relax now that Ed was back. Questions could be asked later.

The flush rose quickly and he tried to find words to explain. Envy saved him, taking the phone. His sultry voice ghosted over the line, “Hey there, playboy. I missed you, so did the runt.”

Roy’s hand tightened on the receiver. The last person who’d called him that had been Maes… “Who is this? Where is Edward?”

“Oh, he’s right here. This is his owner.” A faint scuffling caused static to crackle through the phone. “Stop it, don’t be a jerk. Gimme that.” “No, I’m talking, be a good boy and hold still.” “Fuck, Envy, gimme.” Roy winced as the line screamed and Ed came back.

“Fuck, that asshole. Ack! Don’t drop me! Just ignore him, he’s a jerk. Yeah, I know you can hear me. Just a sec.” A faint wet sound was heard and he was back, breathing heavily. “Yeah, I got Envy with me. He stays. I need to go to Rissembool and get my arm and leg fixed. Need to see Al too. How is he? Is he tall?”

“Envy? A homunculus? Ed… Is that wise?” His voice had lowered but Envy could still be heard snickering.

“He can hear you. It’s the way it is, so don’t worry about it.” The black eye narrowed but he held his questions. They could be answered later. “Al?”

Roy chuckled, typical Ed. “He’s fine, a beautiful young man, and yes, he is tall. He’s going to be in Central in a couple of days, shall I send him home? I’m sure he’ll be thrilled, he’s on his way here to take the State Alchemist’s exam, you know.”

“What? Are you insane? Letting him do something like that. You shitty Colonel, don’t you dare use him, he’s perfect and I won’t let you corrupt him.” A thought occurred to him, “Is he joining to look for me? Please say no.” Silence; Roy wasn’t about to lie in his first conversation in four years with his subordinate. “Fuck.”

“Hurry up, you’re heavy. Damn brat.” Envy’s voice was clear, as if he were leaning down to the phone. Scuffling again and Ed was back again.

“Damn, guess it’s time to go. Hurry up, huh? It’s pretty boring here. Oh, and call Winry and tell her I’m coming, ok? She might not beat me to death if you warn her.” Roy sighed, again, typical Ed.

“Alright, someone will be there in a couple of days. Be at the inn and they’ll take you straight to Rissembool. I’ll make sure someone calls ahead. Come in as soon as possible, I want to hear your report.” He almost hung up, then. “Oh, and Fullmetal? Do be sure to find a pair of boots, I wouldn’t want to miss you under the desk.” He hung up at the outraged squawk, laughing to himself.

“That bastard! How dare he? He hasn’t even seen me yet and he’s mocking my height already!” Ed continued ranting and Envy hauled him back to their room and dumped him on the bed. The rant stopped when the bed dipped, accepting the extra weight. “What are you doing?”

“I think you need a reminder of who you belong to. Can’t have you running back to your colonel, now can we?” Green hair slicked over his chest, cool and distracting. His hand tangled in it, tugging gently to move it over so he could meet dark violet eyes. “And this new attitude must be dealt with.”

“What are you talking a-ah-bout?” Warm breath brushed his ear and a sharp nose slid against the soft spot behind it. “Mustang and I never did anything.” (1) “And my attitude is fine.”

“Hmm. A reminder is necessary. Open your mouth.” He was straddled and the hard length was pushed into his mouth. He couldn’t move, laying passively as it was pumped in and out steadily, his tongue moving against it. Abruptly, it was pulled away. “Roll over.” His shoulder was pressed and he rolled to his stomach. Wet slicked his back from the shoulder to the base of his spine then further to inspect the muscled curve of buttocks. Cries were muffled by the pillow and a wet finger introduced itself, exploring before a second was added. Slim hips arched up, his groin heavy and seeking touch. Saliva worked its way into his opening, relaxing and spreading him as a white hand tugged firmly on his erection. A shift of weight and Envy was pressing into him, filling him. He tightened and begged with his hips, moving back for more.

The older boy’s hips sped up, tight, so tight. He grunted and pumped harder, hitting that special spot that had Ed screaming his name and soaking the sheets. The pulsing around his cock was too much; violet eyes closed and his back arched as he pumped his seed deep. “Mine.” No response. He moved his hips again, pressing his point. “Mine.” Blond hair moved and he laid his head against the smooth back. His shoulders relaxed and they pressed together, sharing heat. “Mine.” A soft murmur to send him to sleep.

Ed wiggled out from under him and reached for a shirt to clean them with. He brushed the wild hair aside to look at the sleeping face. “Mine.” Sleep came easily, warm and wrapped in strong arms.

The car showed up two days later, a young man driving and trying not to stare. Ed knew he made an odd picture, long blond hair, missing an arm and leg, weird clothes, but really. ‘I guess military training has become more undisciplined.’ He snickered; not that most of the people he had known were all that disciplined. Envy gave him odd looks but carried him nicely enough, only pretending to drop him once. Ed lay in the backseat, sprawled across his lover’s lap, playing with the ends of his hair. He explored the new look, touching the shorter hair, running his hands over new muscle, wider shoulders, and more defined abs. The driver kept peeking at them until Ed met his eyes in the mirror and kissed Envy, hard and heavy, tongues moving and teeth visible. The young man gulped and pointedly looked away, refusing to even talk after that.

The drive wasn’t too long, only a day and a half. Envy refused to have a room for himself, staking his claim at the hotels. Ed just smiled and let him, running his fingers through soft hair.

He was greeted with flying wrenches and tears; he had to wave Envy back twice to keep him from interfering. It was just Winry’s way of showing her fear and affection. Unfortunately, he really did need protection when he explained that he’d lost the auto-mail. He was rescued by Auntie Pinako and hugged her enthusiastically. She was the one who actually noticed Envy, standing by sullen and glaring. “Who is this?” She walked around him, examining carefully. He was still in the same form, plain and boring.

“Oh, that’s, ah, Envy. Um, he’s, well kinda, my” Ed reached for a response, not entirely certain what Envy was.

“I’m his owner.” The sloped nose pointed in the air and a tanned arm wrapped around the slim waist, pulling the other boy back against him.

“What! Why you…” Ed reigned himself in with an effort. “Outside. Now.” A slim brow arched and the other looked like he would refuse but changed his mind and lifted his lover and carried him out to the step. “You can’t just tell people I belong to you.”

“But you do. You are mine.” A hard grip on his shoulders reminded him of Envy’s superior strength, not that he had forgotten.

“Yes. But, if you go around telling people things like that, we’re gonna get in trouble. You think Winry and Auntie are gonna accept that? Or Mustang?” He sighed and ran his fingers through the short brown hair, petting lightly. “What would you like to be called?”

“Owner.”

“No. Boyfriend.”

“No. Master.”

“No. Partner.”

“Superior partner. But I still own you.”

Gold eyes rolled. “Fine. You get to be my superior partner in public. Can we go back in now? I want to get started, this’ll take a few days.”

Brown eyes blinked at him. “Will it hurt?”

Full lips tightened into a thin line. “Yes, it will hurt. A lot because it’s been so long, I’ll be extra sensitive.” Envy made an ‘oh’ sound and looked over the fields, thinking about it. “Can we go in? I’m hungry too.” He was hefted up and carried gracelessly over the taller boy’s shoulder to be bounced on the couch.

The two women shot them uneasy looks but Ed’s relaxed attitude assured them things were fine. Envy was reintroduced and the two of them inhaled a meal for six. Measurements started, growth and bulk taken into account. Then it truly started, cleaning the ports, which Ed endured with clenched teeth, and the resetting of the slipped joinings which wasn’t endured as easily. Nerves had to be disconnected and reconnected in order, set by set. Envy paced the porch while Ed screamed until his voice cracked enough to be useless.

As soon as they were done, the brunette was in the room, chasing the women out with snarls and coddling his blond. Tears were wiped away and soft kisses took their place. “Mine. Kill them for you.” A faint grimace that might have passed for smile and a weak hand patted his arm. “Here. Go to sleep.” Painkillers were swallowed gratefully and the blond tried to pull him into bed. He climbed in and curled around him, listening to his breathing move to the depth of sleep.

They spent the next day roaming the old hills, exploring the places Ed had played as a child. He wore an extra leg; a bit of adjusting and he could walk, if slowly. The two wandered and Envy kissed him by the river, tugging him down to join him in the grass. They touched and petted, enjoying the quiet, kissing gently. Ed was still delicate, not up for much, and Envy let him control their pace.

The blond was fascinated with his mouth; it was so new, to kiss like this. They never had before and he wanted to explore it as much as possible. But kisses only satisfy so much and desire rose, soft licks turning to sharp nips, gentle petting changing to full out groping. Their shirts came off and hands wandered; a sound from the road made Ed blush and push his lover away. A faint growl and he thought Envy would push the issue but he backed off, his eyes annoyed and promising retribution later. Gold eyes flared with amusement and affection; a soft kiss made a promise for later.

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Winry was clearly dying to talk to him alone and Ed asked Envy to go to town for him. Brown eyes narrowed, changed to purple for a second, but a sweet “please” was added and he went, glaring over his shoulder. The young woman pounced as soon as he was out of sight. “Who is he? Really? Where were you? What happened? Al just showed up here, Rose brought him. He had no idea where you were, if you were alive, anything. He doesn’t remember anything from the say you guys, well, you know.”

He patted the arms around his shoulders awkwardly. “Well, it was strange, another world, similar to this one but not. No alchemy, they used science, their weapons, they flew! It was amazing, fascinating. Al, aw man, I hope he gets here soon, I missed him so much. Every day, I thought about you guys. I’m glad he doesn’t remember, not many nice things happened. I traded myself for him, to get him back.” Tears soaked through his shirt. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. I’m back, right? As to Envy, well, I ran into him a few months ago. He didn’t have anywhere to go and I, well, I needed help. He provided and he’s been with me since.”

Blue eyes looked up at him, damp and red. “What did he mean when he said he was your owner? You’re not really, with, him, are you?”

Ed’s mouth opened and closed, tightening around the edges. He took a deep breath. “I’d appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about that, the owner thing. Yes, I’m with him. It’s ok, we’re good.” Her mouth opened to object. “We’re good. Leave it.” Blue eyes narrowed but she pulled away, leaving it alone. He tugged a loose strand of blond. “When’s my auto-mail gonna be ready, huh? Better be a good one this time.”

An outraged gasp. “My auto-mail is always fantastic, you jerk! And if you’d stop losing it, you’d know that. Idiot.” But, she grinned and pushed away to lead him in for a snack before she went back to work.

Envy was back in an hour, prowling around with excess energy, more than he’d ever had before. Ed watched him, curious as to where it was coming from. “Hey, wanna go out for a bit?”

“No. Leave me alone.” Ed frowned at him and he turned on him, snapping his anger at his blond. “Fuck off!”

“Fine. Jerk. I thought maybe you’d like to go back to the river but apparently not.” Hard hands gripped his shoulders and shook him.

“You want to? Fine, let’s go. Moron.” He stomped off, dragging Ed behind him, ignoring his complaints of not being able to keep up. The river rushed by and he changed to his usual form and flopped on the grass. “What do you want?”

Ed sat carefully beside him. “What’s wrong? You’ve been edgy all day.”

“Sitting, bored. Got in the habit. I’ll find something else.” He eyed his companion thoughtfully then looked away. The bad mood was fading rapidly; they all did, as fast or faster than his good ones.

“What habit?” Curiosity made him ask, even though he was fairly certain he didn't want to hear the answer.

“Fighting.” Ed jerked back, eyes wide. “What? You thought I got a job or something? Had to provide for you, didn’t I? You and your pet.” He laughed a bit, head back on his arms.

Gold eyes blinked slowly, digesting the information. “You fought? To earn money for us?” A careless shrug. “The bruises; why didn’t you say anything?”

“Why? Not like any of those idiots could beat me.” Violet eyes flicked to him. “So, you still owe me. Come here.” The blond moved over willingly to settle against his side.

“Be careful, ok? I’m still pretty sensitive.” A sharp grin and he found himself on his back, looking up through a curtain of green hair.

“Good.” White teeth worried the edge of his auto-mail, nibbling the sensitive scars. His shirt was yanked off completely and his pants followed, leaving him naked and Envy fully clothed. Rough cloth rubbed his body and the blond arched into it. His breaths started to come in faint pants, his erection growing under the hard touch. A white hand tangled with his and was drawn down to touch himself. The older boy sat back and watched him stroke while he removed his clothing. Long fingers introduced themselves to Ed’s mouth and were sucked eagerly, the pink tongue running up and down, swirling around the tips. They withdrew and trailed down to brush around his sack and further to nudge past the tight muscle.

He stretched with a cry, whining against smooth skin. His eyes opened and all he could see was white skin stretched above him. “Please.” The only word he could think of, the only one that would ever come. A broad grin flashed down at him and he was filled abruptly, stretching painfully. A short scream escaped and was swallowed by firm lips.

Pain radiated and pulsed, his arm pushed but was tugged to the side and held by a stronger one. “Be still.” A shift and flex of weight and the pain started to fade, sweet pressure nuzzling his insides. “There.” A short thrust, painful but sweet, stars bursting behind his lids from pleasure as well. Smooth movement started, hot lips claiming his neck, sharp teeth teasing.

His body started to beg, arching and twisting, writhing under the slim one. Soft moans pleaded and were answered by a rough hand gripping his member and pulling firmly. A tanned leg wrapped around slim hips and pulled them closer. Envy’s lips moved to his ear, licking delicately at the shell before plunging in. The older boy’s breath came in pants, the air moving over damp skin. Ed’s eyes rolled closed and his head lolled back helplessly as his hips were pounded into the ground.

His throat was still sore but he screamed anyway, bucking frantically for release. Damp heat pressed to his throat, covering his pulse, and a nip and squeeze sent him over. His body jerked, trembling with aftershocks, contracting tightly to hold his lover’s vibrations tightly. Sharp fingers sank into his hips and muffled words were spoken against his throat.

They lay on the ground, sweaty and covered in dirt. The blond stirred, nuzzling white skin and wiggled to be freed. A faint grunt and the weight moved off him. He reached for his clothes, gathering them into a pile. “Come wash off?” His hand was eyed then taken.

A shallow spot provided the perfect place to bathe, slightly sheltered by trees with lots of sun. Ed waded and splashed a bit, wiping himself down. He regretted not being able to swim but he was too heavy, and even if he weren’t, one arm made it hard. Envy dove in, slicing easily to a deeper area to swim in circles. He watched Ed play in the shallows and paddled over. “What are you doing? You won’t get clean that way.”

Gold eyes glared at him. “I can’t swim, ok?” Violet eyes appraised him and clear laughter rang. “You jerk, stop laughing! I’m too heavy, I don’t float.”

The green haired boy moved to where he could stand and walked over. He grabbed Ed’s hand and started pulling him deeper. The blond dug his feet in and pushed back. “No! Envy, I can’t! Stop it, I” He abruptly found himself in water over his head and kicked frantically to try to stay above water. A pinch to his rear made him stop wiggling. He wasn’t sinking, a solid arm around his waist keeping him up. His arm was released and he wrapped it around Envy’s shoulders, cuddling against him. Gold eyes surveyed the new situation with awe, mismatched feet kicking lazily. He hadn’t been in water over his head since he was five.

“See? Easy, even a runt like you can do it.” The older boy dove under the water, taking his captive with him. They came up, Ed sputtering and shaking his head, Envy laughing and paddling with his feet to move them around. “Come on, let go.” He clung tighter, trying to wrap his legs around him too. “Don’t make me push you off. Just let go.” A teasing grin made Ed frown. “I won’t let you drown.” He shoved off, slipping away from the grasping arm. “Probably.”

The blond flailed, kicking as fast as he could and waving his hand. He still sank, if a bit more slowly. Envy paddled around him, pulling him back to the surface occasionally, letting him breath, then abandoning him again. “Come on already, it’s easy. Calm down and stop being so clumsy.” He hauled the younger boy up once more and let him cough, petting his hair.

“Envy, please, no more. I can’t do it.” He sounded so pathetic and sad, Envy almost pitied him. But mostly he thought it was funny as hell. “Let’s go home.”

He held him close, treading water slowly and rubbed their noses together. Gold eyes looked up at him, disconcerting with the affection in them. How the hell did he give a shit when he was so mean to him? The older boy couldn’t help it, he kissed him lightly, mouths brushing, tongues just touching soft lips. “Envy?” He mumbled back against the delicate skin of his throat, nuzzling, enjoying the taste of salt, water, and sun. “What did you say? Before, when we…” Purple eyes slitted open and made out the red of a blush. They closed and he thought about it.

What did he say? His back stiffened when he remembered. ‘You’re beautiful, I’ll never let you go.’ Not telling the brat THAT. “I said you belong to me.” The blond seemed to enjoy that as much as anything, snuggling into his arms with trust. He sighed to himself and pushed them shallower to carry his runt to the bank. Ed held him tightly and pulled him down to lie in the sun with him, curled around the white body, head on a firm shoulder.

Ed napped, warm water and sun making him drowsy, Envy’s protection giving him the security to relax. The older boy lay, considering how exactly he’d gotten attached to this little pest. He was attractive, resilient, pleasant enough when he wasn’t whining, and rarely fought back, letting Envy do as he pleased, which was nice. He noticed his hand running through the long hair and paused. A faint whimper and the small head moved under his hand, seeking pressure. He almost missed the fire from before, but not enough to tease him into showing it; it had been more a pain than anything, leading to stress for the brat, and everyone around him. Not worth it. He was much better submissive, fewer problems.

Long fingers moved gracefully, stroking lightly while he shifted his attention to the hand itself. The scratch had long disappeared and he reopened it, testing the blood again. Still tasted human. He didn't feel human, not that he remembered what that felt like, but he didn’t feel weak or that he was dying. His skin shifted to a darker color, changing experimentally, moving according to his will, the blood running slowly down his arm to stain Ed’s hair.

It was examined, red on gold, the theme of the shrimp’s life. A faint smile; the first time he’d seen him as a child while searching for HIM, the boy had been wearing a bright red shirt and tussling with his brother. The next time, he’d been twelve, with a red cape and auto-mail. Even when he found him those months ago, he’d been wearing a red hair tie.

Something he didn't quite remember poked at him, a feeling that wasn’t rage or contempt. How odd, was he actually happy? It didn't feel the same as the other times he’d been happy, seeing humans suffer, causing pain. His brow furrowed and he touched his chest, feeling his heart beat, the pulse speeding up when he shifted his attention to Ed again.

His name was breathed across his chest and the blond mumbled. “Envy, sorry, please, sorry.” For the first time, being the cause of nightmares made his stomach churn. He shushed him and petted until he quieted. They lay for hours, until the sun started down. Ed washed his hair and didn't mention the need before they went up to the house.

Evening was a repeat of the day before, more cleaning, double checking nerve attachments, sizing. Ed collapsed and had to be carried up to their room. He didn’t even stay awake long enough to take his painkillers. Envy stayed up all night, petting him when he cried and rubbing the stiff muscles.

When the blond woke, he rolled to find his lover watching him. “Hi.” He was grunted at and reached over to run his fingers down the side of the sharp face. They were licked and sucked; when he tried to pull back a strong hand grabbed him and held him still for devouring. “Envy, please. Not here.” He blushed when a dark brow rose in question. “It’s, well, it’s Winry’s house, can’t we wait? Just until I’m fixed up and we’ll be off.”

“You expect me to wait days to take you, my possession.” Disbelief made it a statement rather than a question. “Why should I?”

“Please, it would make me really happy. She’s my friend. And, Al will be here soon, just a few days.” Amethyst eyes narrowed while he considered the gold begging him.

“No, we won’t wait. But, because I’m such a wonderful owner, I’ll let you choose. You can come down to the river with me or we can stay at the hotel.” Tanned skin turned red in embarrassment and he shook his head. “Then you can just stop whining and start putting out.” His hands were batted at and he smacked one onto the flat stomach, hard enough to sting.

“No, please. It hurt too much when we went to the river. I’ll, I’ll call Mustang and see if I’m still a State Alchemist. If I am, we can stay at the hotel. Envy, please.” Violet eyes were shuttered; he adored that word, especially on those full lips. One last lick and he released his blond.

“Fine, figure it out by tonight. I’m having you, wherever we are.” Blond hair nodded and he petted lightly, dropping a kiss on his forehead before dressing and heading down for breakfast.

Winry let him use the phone, glaring when he told her who he was calling. “Yo, Colonel. Am I still enrolled?”

“Edward? Well, yes, I suppose you were never technically dismissed or declared dead. You realize you are listed as a deserter?” Ed’s eyes rolled, like he cared.

“Blah blah, I’m gonna stay at a hotel, sending the bill to you.” He hung up quickly before Roy could make any smart remarks. Envy was leaning on the counter watching him. “Alright, happy? We’ll go over tonight, after Auntie and Winry are done with me.”

He was stalked and pushed against the counter, hungry lips forcing his open. They were panting in seconds, rough hands moving over smooth skin. A crash drove them apart; the blond mechanic was standing in the door, a broken plate at her feet. She blushed and started picking it up, not looking at them. A gasp and blood ran down her finger where a shard had stuck. A nudge and a pleading look and Envy moved over to pick up the pieces, tossing them in the garbage while Ed took the little splinter out. She thanked them and disappeared, showing up again only to work on Ed.

The move was simple, the hotel manager knew who Ed was, after all, it was Rissembool, and had no problem sending the bill to Central, c/o Roy Mustang. The bags hadn’t even been set down before Envy pounced, attacking the blond with biting kisses and rough groping, ripping his clothes off. The borrowed suitcase clattered to the floor when he responded, crawling up the taller body to press close, as vicious as his lover was.

A particularly hard nip brought his head back and his hand to the wild hair, yanking it back. “No blood.” A hard smirk and the captured head pulled forward, ignoring the pain. “Envy, I mean it, no blood.” Hard fingers dug into his ass, lifting him to rub their groins together. “Nuh, yes, harder.”

“Who said you have any say in what I do? Beg, nicely, and maybe I’ll consider it.” The pink tongue drew patterns on the exposed neck.

Gold eyes narrowed and the small body pushed against him. “No, I won’t beg you not to make me bleed. Just fuck me.” Incredulous purple eyes looked into his.

Mocking laughter and their hips ground together, exciting and hard. “You think you can stop me? I’ll fuck you, make you bleed, and you’ll beg for it all, like a good boy. Give me one good reason not to.”

Ed switched tactics, throwing his arm around slim shoulders to nestle his nose behind the small ear, letting his breath fan over sensitive skin. “Because I like it better, and you like it when I beg you to take me, when I shake under you, scream your name.” He rotated his hips, helping grind them together. “I’ll do it all. Let me touch you, kiss you, suck you, let me please you.” A wide grin brushed blond hair and triumph made Ed press harder. His tongue attacked the shell of the ear and white teeth tested the edges, feeling the same happen to his ear. Gold eyes rolled and he pushed back a bit to gain access to the smooth neck.

Envy’s strength supported him as he worked his way down to the white chest and pink nipples, lapping and nibbling. Groans encouraged him and he moved faster, harder, taking as much as he could in. He was set on the ground and immediately set to kissing the smooth muscle leading down Envy’s stomach. He followed it down and rubbed his nose against the tip, pushing gently before taking it into his mouth. Harsh panting and a low groan drew his gaze up the taut body to see the older boy watching him, lust in his eyes. He choked on his own cry; he felt like he would come any second and reached to touch himself.

White hands tangled in his hair and shoved him back to the floor. He pounced, running slim fingers through soft curls to cup him and stroke. A scream burst out and the blond came, his hand clawing at his lover’s shoulder. Satisfied chuckling and the same fingers that had wrapped around him dipped into the heavy fluids and railed down to enter him, stretching a bit. The blond reached up, desperate to be filled, to be complete. “Need you, please.”

Purple eyes gleamed and the boy shifted, changing to a blond and Ed found himself looking in a mirror. His eyes widened and he pushed back against the restraining hand. “No? How about this one?”

Alfons appeared and a choked sob escaped. “No, please, you, want you.”

“Oh? Nobody else you’d like better?” Frantic head shaking and he laughed, swooping in to nip at a pert nipple. “I suppose, because you have been very good today.” Another change and a blond appeared, aristocratic, even features, long gold hair, the same shade as Ed’s, and a tall, thickly muscled body. He took Ed’s mouth quickly, eating the faint protests. His fingers moved again, thicker now, and Ed bucked, his hips jerking involuntarily. The other hand moved from his waist to touch his reawakening erection, blunt nails running down and rough fingertips running back up.

Sharp whimpers gave consent and lean hips shoved up against the talented hands. The taller blond licked full lips and pushed in slowly, stretching and petting. He was thicker than usual and had to stop twice for Ed to take everything. Finally, he was in, trembling with the urge to just slam in and be done. Soft blond hair pressed under his chin, the warm mouth against his pulse.

It sucked and he started to move, stroking in and out to the rhythm of the sucking. They sped up, Ed leading with whines and soft cries, his hand curling around wide shoulders and his legs around slim hips to hold him close. Thick arms slipped around his back to cuddle him near, one hand on his ass to lift him up. Faster, harder, and Ed leaned back, flipping his hair out of the way, offering a shoulder. “Please, now, please.”

Even teeth landed and nibbled lightly; the shaking hand pressed him harder, whimpers driving him on. White flashed and sank into tanned skin, drawing a scream and thick spurts of white across their stomachs. His eyes crossed when the smaller man tensed around him, tightening to clench his cock. One, two, three hard pumps and his body stiffened, trembling with release.

A few minutes and Envy carried them to the bed, flopping beside his blond. A whisper caught his attention. “Envy?” He hummed and prodded the smooth side when nothing else followed. “Can you change back, please?” A gold brow rose and gold eyes examined the small blond. “It’s, ah, kinda disturbing.” He was blushing and looked away. “Please?” A quick change and he was back, slim, white skin, green hair, bright purple eyes. “Thank you.” He immediately cuddled close.

“Aww, you’re no fun! Don’t you like fucking your brother? Or, I can be someone else next time, maybe your precious Colonel?” Low laughter and Ed turned away, his face red.

“I just want to be with you. That’s all.” Violet eyes narrowed; the brat sounded like he would cry. “Please? I don’t want to have sex with anyone else.” Fuck, he was going to cry.

“Don’t be a baby. You belong to me; you’ll never be with anyone else, got it? I’ll kill them and make you watch. Nobody touches my things.” He rolled over and slid his arms around the slim waist, pulling him close. “Mine; you’ll never be free of me.” The little runt cuddled back and sniffled. Envy just held him and let him cry; when the tears stopped he offered a corner of his shirt and it was taken with mumbled thanks. “Go to sleep. The last thing I need is you keeping me up all night.”

“Yes, Envy. Good night.” A soft kiss was pressed to his hand and deep breathing followed. He realized his head actually hurt from listening to the runt cry and the pathetic gratefulness in his voice made his chest ache. He was so screwed.