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The 'Top Dog' and The 'Lap Dog'	By : Alima8314 Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Edward, I hope you realize the significance of what I gave you last night,� Mustang spoke clearly, his eyes never leaving those of his subordinates, his chin resting on his folded hands.

�What do you mean? Of course I understand what you gave me last night...� the blond shuffled his feet as he lowered his gaze to the floor in an attempt to hide his blushing face behind his bangs. His stomach flapped and he had a moment of dizziness as he remembered the events of the previous evening. He was still sore, but was able to blame his limp on the auto-mail leg. �You know, Al asked me where I was all night,� Ed picked his head up as he spoke. �I didn�t know what to tell him.�

The dark-haired man chuckled, �I�m sure you could have told him something.�

�I did, finally. I don�t like lying to Al, though.�

�Hmmm... Do you have to report your every action to your brother?�

�Well, no. But I feel better doing so. He worries about me so much.�

�I worry about you, too, Fullmetal. That�s why I gave you the gift of my trust. I�m trusting you to not use my actions last night against me,� Roy�s voice was even. A small smile played across his face as he watched the realization of what had just said dawn on the teenager�s face.

Edward�s eyes widened and his blush deepened. This was a powerful secret, and a serious tool to be used against the colonel if he ever needed it. �You... I... Colonel... I don�t know what to say...�

�Don�t say anything. That�s all I ask.�

�Because I�m a minor?� the teen asked sadly. �I thought being in the military made me an adult!�

�In a way, it does. However, even though you were willing, it�s still statutory rape because of your age, not your status. And so, if I were to get in trouble for this, you would be placed under another commanding officer. One who won�t give you the leeway I give you, and won�t be so understanding of Alphonse�s... condition.� He gave the youth a level stare. �So, Edward, do this for yourself more than for me.�

�So, you�re still able to hold that over my head after all.�

�Do you have any regrets about last night?� Mustang sighed. �I feel I must apologize to you for taking advantage of your pent up teenage hormones.�

�I see... Considering the situation, I have no regrets. Last night is a memory I�ll keep with me for a long time.�

�Situation?� Mustang�s tone was serious. Was Edward taking this conversation the wrong way? �You mean, you want this to only be a memory? I�m hurt, Ed,� Roy pouted.

�Well, I didn�t think you would want a kid in your bed again, Colonel,� the teen snapped, not knowing why he was suddenly so angry.

�Don�t be ridiculous. You were the best partner I�ve had in a long time.�

�With respect, Colonel,� Edward stated sarcastically, a smirk on his lips, �that comment makes you sound like a slut.� His smile faded and he lowered his eyes again. �And it makes me feel like the latest in a long list of...� the youth sighed and turned his head, looking away from the imposing man behind the desk, �never mind... Bastard.� He snorted.

Mustang opened his eyes in shock. The boy was definitely getting the wrong impression. Was he doing it on purpose? Edward had said that sex wasn�t a high priority for him, but he had also proclaimed that he didn�t mind being in this arrangement. �I beg your pardon. I am very selective about my partners, thank you very much,� he narrowed his eyes and glared at the teen standing before him. �Please don�t make me regret my latest choice.�

Edward blanched. He knew the colonel was honoring him in his own way, however, he didn�t feel very comfortable continuing this discussion at work. Fortunately, everyone was out on their lunch break, so there was little chance of anyone overhearing them. �Colonel, thank you, really. But, couldn�t we talk about this later? Please?�

�I see. Yes. I�ll expect you at my place tonight for dinner. You may bring Alphonse if you wish. You are dismissed,� the older man�s tone was businesslike, as if the night before or the conversation of a few minutes ago never happened.

It disturbed Edward that Mustang could detach himself from his emotions so easily, but he supposed that came from his elders time spent on the battlefield. �Uhhh... yes sir,� the young man brought his right hand up to his brow in a sloppy salute, causing his commanding officer to raise an eyebrow.

�Still as rude as ever, I see.�

�Shut up,� the blond hissed as he turned on his heel and stormed out of the office, trying to rein in his sudden rage. He reminded himself that he had been warned that their professional relationship would not - could not - change, but it had been hard to ignore his twisting stomach and lightheadedness as he was overwhelmed with memories of yesterday. Just being in that man�s presence after all that had occurred between them made his blood boil with anticipation. He couldn�t help it, he wanted more. And he resented it. The teenager blamed his hormones for everything that had happened during the past twenty-four hours as he stalked down the corridor toward the exit, nodding politely to the few people who waved at him as he passed.

It had hurt, the way Mustang seemed to abruptly disregard the intimate time they had shared, but at least he knew from the other man�s half of the conversation that Edward wasn�t just a one-night-stand. That was the only good thing about his day so far, which started at four that morning, when the colonel had awakened him so he could shower and go home.

When he returned to his dorm that morning at a quarter to five, he fell into bed with his clothes on, murmuring excuses about his tardiness to Alphonse, who had been hovering over him like a hen over her chicks from the moment he walked through the door.

�Brother, where have you been all night? I was so worried. I didn�t think your meeting with Colonel Mustang would have lasted that long.�

�No need to worry. Nothing happened, Al,� the older brother droned as he burrowed beneath his blankets. �We were talking about my report, and I fell asleep. Mustang was still looking over the pages when he fell sleep himself and lost track of time. He got me up and sent me home when he finished his... nap...� the blond alchemist buried his head under his pillow, trying to drown out his surroundings and ignore the incredible soreness in his lower half.

�Brother, was it raining? Your hair is wet,� the voice that echoed in the armor turned accusatory. �You�re hiding something from me.�

�No, I�m not Al. Let me sleep,� Edward growled as he threw his arms over the pillow on his head.

Al stayed quiet for the few hours after that. He knew that Edward was as cross as a bear when he didn�t get enough rest, so he sat back and listened to his brother mumble incoherently in his sleep. However, the older boy�s monologue was punctuated every so often by fits of quiet crying. The crying didn�t come as much of a shock to the younger brother, who had heard him weep while slumbering before, which upset him because Edward would never allow such emotions to show while he was awake. It was the words his brother used that piqued his interest.

Al coupled the sleepy murmurs with his brother�s earlier slip of the tongue and knew he would get the answers he wanted if he waited long enough.

A/N: Well, this came as a surprise to me. I was thinking about the blackmail material that was mentioned in the previous chapter, and this was born. Don't worry, there will be more, I just have to wait for it to come to me. So, perhaps this will be a multi-chaptered story, too.
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