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Roy was
sitting in his favorite chair again. It was evening and he had just gotten home
from work. Some one was sitting in his lap and what they were doing felt like
heaven. A low moan worked its way out of his throat. Roy
felt a moment�s confusion, who was sitting in his lap? That�s right Ed came
over, they were supposed to talk, he was going to convince Ed that he should
give up his interest in Roy. But it
hadn�t worked. Ed had jumped in his lap and then Roy
had given in to him. Roy looked up
at the vision above him. Ed�s head was thrown back and he was leaning back on
his automail. He was moaning and panting, his hips, his entire body was moving
in a slow rocking rhythm. Roy let
his eyes wander down Ed�s chest. The site of his naked shoulders and chest, his
sleek muscular stomach�

�naked? Then it occurred to him,
when did Ed take his clothes off? There was no mistaking the fact that Roy
had an entirely naked Edward Elric in his lap. Roy
groaned again. His hands gripped Ed�s hard thighs tight. Roy
could see now that the reason Ed was moving so sensually was because he was
slowly riding Roy�s cock. Roy
nearly came undone at the feeling that wet, tight, heat gripping him. He wanted
to thrust up into it but he couldn�t seem to move. One thought cut through the
fog of his confusion and pleasure, he shouldn�t be doing this. It was his fault
that Ed was here and he hadn�t been able to avoid it. Guilt hounded him. But it
felt soooooo amazing, so good, how could he have
resisted this beautiful young man? He knew he was already condemned. He wrapped
his hand around Ed�s cock. The feeling was well remembered, that soft delicate
skin over hard, hot flesh.

�YES!� Ed�s cry rang out again. Roy
felt his own release building and he couldn�t think how to stop it. He did what
he had done before; he slid his other hand up Ed�s body and pinched his nipple.
Ed cried out again and came and the site pulled Roy
over the edge. He lay back for a moment trying to remember now to breathe. When
he opened his eyes the room was dark.

Roy sat up
abruptly. He was in bed? Where�Ed? Understanding dawned and Roy
fell back against his pillows. Great,
just great, he hadn�t had a wet dream in years. Now Ed had him dreaming about him for Pete�s sake, just
how low was Roy going to go over
one kid?

The memory of how Ed had actually looked sitting in Roy�s
lap, crying out in release came back to him. Roy
sighed, probably pretty low. He looked over at his clock. The alarm was going
to go off in thirty minutes anyway, might as well get up. Not that he would be
able to sleep in sticky pajamas, yuck.

Roy climbed
out of bed and wobbled on unsteady legs to the bathroom. He stopped at the sink
and looked at himself in the mirror wondering at his reflection. He had thought
about his failure to control the situation with Ed late into the night, and he
could only come to one conclusion: He hadn�t really wanted to succeed at
deterring Ed.

He knew from long experience how hard it was to get Ed to
see reason when he wanted something. If he had really meant to end the young
mans (he had to stop thinking of Ed as the kid or the boy for the sake of his
sanity) interest he would have handled it in his office. He could have simply
told him that his interest was not welcome and if his behavior towards his commanding
officer didn�t stop there would be disciplinary action. But he had bothered to
argue with Ed, which he knew was usually a waste of time, and he had even
invited Ed to his house. Hell, Ed had given him reasons for refusing his
advances, which he seemed prepared to accept, that would have ended the
discussion without further issue. Ed probably would have stormed off angry and
nothing else would have happened between them ever.

Roy slouched
down looking into the sink. �What the hell is the matter with you, Mustang?�
Wonderful now he was talking to himself, but he knew what was the matter. A
wild thing, a blond in a red coat, had stormed into his life, invaded his
thoughts, and taken his libido by the nose. A guilty voice reminded him that
said blond was not even an adult. True, Ed was not really a child, but he was
at that middle point that could make or break him and so many things had
already tried to do just that. How could Roy
chance adding to it?

He wasn�t going to be able to come up with any quick
answers. He�d just have to play this hand close and see how the situation
unfolded. Maybe Ed would give up on him. Roy
snorted in derision at that thought, nice idea except that Edward Elric never
gave up on anything. With a heavy sigh Roy
went back to his morning routine of getting ready for the day and going to
work.

��.

Roy arrived at
his office promptly at oh-eight hundred hours. Lt. Hawkeye was already at her
desk with a fresh stack of paper work for him to sign and folders to be filed.

�Good morning, Lieutenant.� Roy
said heading for the inner office door.

�Good morning, sir.� Hawkeye stood and saluted, then
picked up the stack of paper work from her desk and followed him.

�I�m expecting Major Elric today.� Roy
informed her. �If he hasn�t arrived by ten hundred hours please send Second
Lieutenant Havoc to find him and bring him here.�

�Yes, sir.� Lt. Hawkeye walked
past him as he hung his greatcoat on the rack by the door. She set the stack of
paper work in her arms, on his desk and watched him as he walked around to sit
in his chair. �There�s a folder in here that Major Elric might be interested
in.�

Roy looked up
from the stack of papers on his desk. �Is there?�

�Yes, sir.� Hawkeye turned and
headed for the door. �Would you like some coffee, sir?� Hawkeye called over her
shoulder.

�Yes, thank you, Lieutenant that would be excellent.� Roy
paused, �And, Lieutenant?�

Hawkeye stopped at the door.

�Change that order to oh-nine hundred hours,� Roy
added. �I want to see Major Elric in here by oh-nine thirty hours.�

�Yes, sir.� Hawkeye left shutting
the door behind her.

Roy turned
back to the stack of papers and folders on his desk. He dug through them until
he found the one Hawkeye was referring to. There near the bottom was a folder
containing a lead to the Philosopher�s Stone. Not a solid lead, not a proven
find but another nameless rumor. Someone had spoken of it to someone who was
desperate enough to look for it. That rumor had made its way back to East City
Headquarters. It would be the kind of mission Roy
could send Ed on and not worry about him getting into any real trouble. Sure,
he might cause the usual trouble, but he shouldn�t be in any real danger. A
mission, with a few weeks away from each other, to think about things, might be
just the right thing. So now he was left with only one pressing question.

Where could he take Ed to talk about the attraction
between them? Somewhere neutral, somewhere that he didn�t need to worry about a
repeat of last night, but also a place he could be sure they wouldn�t be
overheard. It came to him then; Roy
picked up his desk phone.

�I need to speak with Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes right away.� Roy
waited patiently while the operator connected him. He looked at the mission
folder while he waited. It wasn�t really something that merited truly secret
status, but it would serve as a cover.

�This is Lieutenant Colonel Hughes office,� Maes voice came over the line,
�Hughes speaking.�

�Hughes, I need a clean room.� Roy
used his best military commander�s voice. �I have a very special assignment for
one of my officers.�

�One moment please, Colonel.� Maes
replied. There was a long pause on the other end of the line, and Roy
was beginning to wonder when Maes would come back,
when he heard his voice again.

�Go ahead, Roy,�
Maes spoke quietly. �This line is secure.�

�Maes, I need one of the clean
rooms,� Roy lowered his voice
carefully. �I need to make sure that no one listens to the conversation I
intend to have there. It�s extremely important that I have complete privacy.�

�Is this a real lead then?� Maes
asked.

Roy hated to
lie to Maes, but he couldn�t tell him the whole truth
yet either. �I can�t be sure, but if it is I need to be certain that no one
else knows about it.�

"Who's your source?" Maes voice was tight with
speculation. "Maybe I can give you information on it."

"Sorry, I
can't." Roy felt, more then heard the pause.

�You will tell me the outcome of this situation, right Roy?�
Roy could hear the question in his
tone. Roy understood; Maes knew that they were
unable to talk right now, but he was willing to provide Roy
with what he needed, as long as Roy
was willing to come clean when the time came.

�Yes, if and when this pans out I will come clean with
you, Maes.� Roy
considered his next words carefully. �You can be certain of it.�

�Clean room five will be ready for you at oh-nine thirty hours today.� Maes
paused, �will that be soon enough?�

�That will be perfect.� Roy�s
gratitude knew no bounds. �Thank you, Maes.�

�Don�t thank me,� Maes
reiterated. Roy heard the
wink in his voice, �keep me posted.
Tell me the truth when you can."

�You got it.� Roy
promised. But as the words left Roy�s
mouth he wondered what truth he would be telling. The out come of this situation
was as unpredictable as the young alchemist who had drawn him inexorably in to
it. Only time would tell if they would come through with their hearts and lives
intact.

��.

Ed schlepped slowly toward Central Headquarters that
morning, contemplating his doom. His only hope was that Al was right, and the
colonel would just add this to the list of things he knew about Ed, and he
would keep it in his pocket to taunt Ed with. To Ed�s way of thinking they had
nothing to gain and everything to lose by threatening the colonel with his
involvement in last nights disaster. But Al�s mind was
made up and only the possibility that the colonel meant what he said about
being �just as guilty� would save them.

As he made his way to the colonel�s office, considering
this latest disaster, part of his mind would not stop dwelling on how good he
had felt, on how much he had liked what the colonel had done. He tried again
and again to keep his thoughts on what was really important; watching his
behavior carefully so it wouldn�t further jeopardize his position. Every time
he thought he had succeeded a stray memory would wander past his inner focus
and he could not seem to help but follow it. He had to admit to himself, now
that his initial panic was fading, that he wasn�t entirely sorry about what he
had done. He couldn�t help but enjoy the memory of the colonel�s hands on his
body.

Ed grew nervous as he approached the outer office door.
There was no point in prolonging the wait. The brief idea passed through his
thoughts that he could have been looking forward to this meeting. If the out
come of last nights encounter were different, he might have had reason to
gladly anticipate seeing his commanding officer for once. Ed shoved the thought
away and opened the outer door. As he looked around the room his gaze was met
by Lieutenant Hawkeye.

�Good morning, Edward.� She greeted him warmly enough, at
least as warmly as she ever did. �The colonel is expecting you. You may go in
right away.�

�Good morning, Lieutenant.� Ed returned quietly. If she
was surprised by his subdued manner she made no indication of it.

Ed proceeded to the colonel�s inner office without
hesitation, passing his fellow subordinates without a word. It was time to get
this over with. Ed wondered if he could get points for respectful behavior, it
couldn�t hurt to try. He opened the door to the colonel�s office quietly and
stepped inside. The colonel had his back to the door, his chair was
turned around and he was looking out his window, but not like he actually saw
the world out side it. Ed shut the door carefully behind him and approached the
colonel�s desk. When he stood before it he saluted and addressed him.

�Major Elric reporting for duty, sir.�
Ed dropped the salute and stood at attention waiting for the colonel�s reply.

Roy turned
around then and considered him silently for a moment. �Why so
serious, Fullmetal?� That trademark smirk crept across the bastard�s
lips.

�I�m here to face the consequences of my actions, sir.� Ed
tried to choose his next words carefully. �My conduct�last night�was
inappropriate, sir. I�ve come to accept my punishment.�

Roy considered Ed at length, silently.  He had
a sudden, arousing, image of Fullmetal bent over his lap, his naked ass in the
air while Roy applied his �punishment� liberally. He cleared his
throat to cover his reaction and focused his mind on the present forcefully.
�Yes, well, be that as it may, new circumstances have come to
light and there is a matter that we need to discuss in regards to that.� Roy was being intentionally vague.

�New circumstances, Colonel?�
Ed�s gut clenched as he feared the worst. Could someone else have found out?
Could they have seen Ed leave the colonel�s apartment or eaves dropped on his
conversation with Al at the dorms? �Sir, I�ll do anything I can to
correct this. I never meant-�

�Calm down, Ed.� Roy
knew he had Ed right where he wanted him. It was easy to placate him at this
point. �Let�s not get ahead of ourselves here.�

�But, sir, I know that I should have controlled myself
better,� Ed pleaded at little, what did he have to lose? �I�m to blame. I was
completely out of line.�

�I have a new assignment for you, Fullmetal,� Roy
interrupted, completely derailing Ed�s train of thought. He had to admit
he was enjoying Ed�s new found manners and the control Ed�s contrite behavior
was giving him over the situation.

�A new assignment, sir?� Ed asked
baffled.

�Yes, you will need to leave immediately,� he continued.
It was time to take this discussion to a safer location. �Come with me. I�m
taking you to a clean room for the briefing.�

Ed paled, �A c-clean room, sir? Is that really-?�

�Yes, it is.� Roy
stood, scooped the file off his desk top and came around to stand in front of
Ed. �I don�t want this conversation
over heard.�

Roy turned and
walked out of his inner office, leaving Ed no choice but to follow him.

�I�ll be back within a half hour, Lt. Hawkeye.� Roy
continued through the outer office keeping his gaze focused straight ahead.

Ed walked a step behind the colonel hoping his fears
weren�t as plainly written on his features as he thought they were. He had
heard rumors about clean rooms and none of them were good. He had never seen
one himself, but he was told they were used for the interrogation of prisoners
and insubordinate officers, or for the debriefing of
soldiers after a battle. The military�s official statement was that a clean
room was called such because the rooms were built in such a way that recording
equipment could not be hidden in the room. Therefore all recordings made in
such a room had to be done openly, thus all persons being recorded had done so
with their consent. The unofficial rumor was that they were called that because
they were easy to clean when the military was done torturing you.

Shit, Ed was
certain now that he was in real trouble. the colonel
had never taken him to a clean room not matter how dangerous the topic of their
conversations became. Ed felt panic rising in his chest. What was the colonel
going to do to him there? Sure, in hand to hand combat without his gloves
Mustang didn�t stand a chance against Ed, but if things went that far Ed was
screwed. He�d be running for his life for really
attacking a superior officer. He�d be facing a court-marshal and possible
time in a military detention center. What would happen to Al? The thought sent
a new wave of panic through Ed.

Roy walked ahead of Ed unaware that
the young mans state was nearing panic behind him. His mind was too focused on
what he was going to say and how he was going to maintain the upper hand in
this conversation. He was also preoccupied with trying to keep his mind from
straying to thoughts of what he could do with Ed in that room that did not
involve conversation. He silently admonished himself for being a hopeless hedonist
and brought his thoughts back to the present.

Behind him Ed�s mind continued to race. Ed knew he had to
calm himself down. the colonel wasn�t going to torture
him, no, that would be ridiculous, wouldn�t it? But why did he want Ed in a
room where nobody could hear them? Where Ed would be alone with�a new thought
chimed in then. Was Al right after all? Was Mustang going to initiate
something�sexual? Something more satisfying for him?
And isn�t that what Ed had asked for? The idea was strangely horrifying. Why
did the idea of doing it here, in a place like that repulse him so much? Well,
to be honest he hadn�t planned on going that far this fast. He hadn�t imagined
it in such a cold, sterile place. He always thought those kinds of intimacies
should take place somewhere more like�a bed or somewhere�he hated to admit it
but, somewhere more personal (he would not call it romantic, damn it!) He
didn�t want that to happen here! Not the first time�shit!

Ed tried to reason with himself, no, that couldn�t be it.
Even if Mustang did want to take him that
way he wouldn�t do it where he could be caught. Who was to say Ed didn�t just
panic and run out? But why did he need so much privacy? What could he have to
say that�? This was is then, Mustang was going to transfer him and he didn�t
want the whole base to hear Ed yelling about it. He expected Ed to fight him,
like he always did, and he didn�t want everyone in East
City to know why. Ed swallowed
convulsively and tried to keep from crying out. No! No, he wouldn�t let it
happen. He wouldn�t fight, but he would beg. Yes, he had done it last night and
he could do it again. Only this time he would do it for Al. For his brother he
could do anything. For his brother he would swallow his pride and plead with
the colonel to give him another chance. He would promise to behave, he would
promise to follow orders, he would promise�anything, anything for Al.

Ed was startled from his desperate thoughts when Roy
stopped in front of two MP's on either side of a door on the left side of
the hall.

�Colonel Mustang, sir.� The sergeant in front of Roy
saluted.

�Lieutenant Colonel Hughes arranged for clean room number
five to be available for me to use at oh-nine thirty hours,� Roy explained.

�Yes, sir,� the sergeant turned and opened the door to
allow Roy to enter. �I received
orders from Lt Colonel Hughes that I was to escort you and one of your
subordinates to clean room five, sir.�

Roy turned to
Ed and frowned slightly. He could see the fear clearly in Ed�s eyes. He could see
the strain in Ed�s posture. Something had upset him far more then he had been
when he walked in to Roy�s office
that morning. But Roy supposed he
would find out in a few moments what it was. Roy
walked in to a hallway lined with numbered doors and gestured for Ed to follow
him. The sergeant closed the main door and proceeded past them down the hall to
the door label #5. He unlocked the door and held it open for Ed and Roy to
enter.

Roy turned
back to the sergeant at the door. �Thank you, sergeant.� He held up the folder
in his hand, �this shouldn�t take too long.�

�Yes, sir.� The sergeant saluted
again. �Will you be needing any of the recording
equipment, sir?� Ed ground his teeth in an attempt to keep quiet. He couldn�t
hold out much longer. He had to plead his case before Roy
could seal his and his brother�s fate.

�No, thank you, sergeant,� Roy replied. �That won�t be
necessary.�

�Very good, sir.� The sergeant
moved to shut the door. �I�ll be at the main door if you need anything, sir.�

When the door was shut firmly by the guard Roy
walked to a table with two chairs on either side of it and sat down. He looked
up at Ed preparing to offer him the other seat, but Ed didn�t give him the
chance to speak.

�Please, Colonel Mustang, sir,� Ed screeched.  He slamed his hands down on the table for
emphasis. �Please give me another chance! For Al, he�s innocent!
He had nothing to do with this! It was my fault! Don�t take away my chance to
restore my brother, sir!�

�Calm down, Ed,� Roy
tried to placate him. �What are you taking about? No one�s going to-�

�I�m talking about what I did,� Ed faltered then. �l-last night. I�m sorry that I attacked you like that. I was
completely out of line! I can behave myself. I can! You don�t need to transfer
me to a new commanding officer. Just give me a chance to prove myself! Just-�

�Ed, I�m not going to transfer you.� Roy
interrupted. He took a chance and reached out gripping Ed's left rist. �You�re not in any trouble, that I know of,
unless you did something after you left last night. You didn�t attack me, Ed.
Your behavior was a little over board, but you certainly didn�t do anything to
deserve such a severe punishment.�

�No, I was wrong,� Ed continued as if he hadn�t heard. �I
forced you to�well you know what I did! I shouldn�t have. You said no. I
understand that, I jeopardized everything, it was stupid and reckless!�

�Fullmetal, you need to pull yourself together,� Roy
hoped Ed�s title would snap him out of it and just in case, �I don�t think I�m talking over your head here.� Roy
counted..3..2..1�

�Who are you calling so short that he could be lost in a
field of dandelions?!!� Ed yelled, jerking his arm out of Roys grasp.

�Now that you�re actually listening to me, Ed, I�ll say it
again,� Roy laughed, �I�m not going
to transfer you. Yes, you went too far, but that�s something I should have been
expecting from you.�

�But�� Ed began to protest.

�Ed, you need to listen to me on this,� Roy
stared hard into those glittering golden eyes, �you did not force me to do anything. Don�t add this to the �Edward
Elric list of things I have to keep making myself pay for�.�

Ed scowled.

�I mean it, Ed,� Roy
held steady. �Yes, you sat in my lap and made me listen. The last time I
checked that wasn�t a criminal offense. But then you did ask��

Ed blushed, the memory of begging Roy
for his touch still scalded his pride.

�It was very�poignant,� Roy
hoped that Ed understood that those words, from this proud young man, were
something Roy was starting to think
he should cherish. �You didn�t hold my hand to you. I could have stopped. I
could have just sat there and then what would you have done?�

Ed�s blush deepened, he knew if Roy
had stopped touching him, and refused to participate further he probably would
have run off in embarrassment, but there was no way he would say that.
�Nothing,� was all he said.

�So, how is that force?� Roy
finished.

Ed humphed and looked away,
�fine, you win okay? Now are you satisfied?�

�Not by a long shot, but it�s a start,� Roy
drawled. �Ed, what looks like a good lead on the stone has come up, but before
I send you on this mission we need to clear this up.�

�What?!� Ed squawked. �Why did
you make me go through all this? Why didn�t you just send me away?�

Roy sighed,
this was the part where he had to come clean, �Because I wanted you to know I
wasn�t angry, and I wanted to know that you might at least consider holding
last night as a mostly good memory. I wanted you to know that I hold it as a mostly good memory. I
also wanted to tell you that if you are serious, and you truly understand the
consequences, I am willing to consider your offer. �

Ed did a very good impression of a fish out of water then.
He tried to speak but no words formed in his mind.

�But,� Roy
continued. �I�m still not entirely comfortable with this. I think a few weeks
on a mission will be a good chance for both of us to think about it. I think
you should take this mission. Take the time to really think about this,
Ed. Honestly consider what we would both be risking. I also think that if you
decide you want to pursue this we should still go very slowly.�

�You would consider�� Ed stammered a little.

�If you will promise to really think about what could
happen if we�re caught by the military.� Roy
reiterated. �If you are truly willing to accept the added risk, on top of the
risks we are already taking. If you really think about what I
am risking in this, Ed, I could be court-marshaled, possibly spend time it a
military facility.�

�I know all that,� Ed mumbled looking down. �I don�t want
that to happen. I�ve kept bigger secrets. You know that.�

�Yes, I do,� Roy
considered the contrite young man in front of him, his long, blond hair hiding
his beautiful, expressive face. Was he crazy to think that Ed would really
consider the consequences of their actions? Was he lying to himself about Ed�s
ability to handle this? Probably, but Ed had surprised him before, maybe it
wasn�t too much to believe he would surprise him in this. Hell, Ed might never
go past a few light intimacies before changing his mind. Roy
might be worrying himself over nothing.

Ed looked up at him, his eagerness written plainly on his
face. �I�ll think about it, I promise.�

�I�m not saying I think this is necessarily a good idea,
Ed.� Roy could see that Ed�s words
meant more than just his willingness to think about what Roy
had asked him to. �But, I can�t deny that I am also responsible for the
intimacy we shared last night. I invited you to my home, I touched you when you
asked me to continue, I responded to touching you and I don�t truly regret it
even though I should.�

�I like thinking of the good parts of last night,� Ed
admitted.  Hell, if Roy
could take these risks he could too. �Well, except that wasn�t a very good
first kiss.�

Roy smirked at
that. �Well if you think about it, it was only the first time you�ve kissed
someone else, which usually doesn�t go well. It wasn�t the first time you were
kissed by someone else.� Roy
drawled.

�Oh,� Ed�s eyes immediately trained on Roy�s
lips.

�Would you like me to fix that?� Roy�s
voice was like velvet on Ed�s senses. He nodded mutely. Roy
stood and came around the table. He came up to Ed slowly, and Ed stood stalk
still, some what in shock. Roy
reached down and pulled Ed into his arms. He slid his hands up Ed�s back gently
and brought his right hand up to cup Ed�s cheek. He looked into Ed�s eyes for a
moment but Ed�s gaze never wavered from his lips. Roy
slowly lowered his head, giving Ed time to stop him if he wanted, but as Roy
got closer his eyes dropped shut. Roy
pressed his lips to Ed�s gently at first, guiding Ed�s movements with his hand.
He moved his mouth over Ed�s in a delicate dance and he found his own eyes
drifting shut. Ed�s lips were every bit as soft as he remembered.

Ed gave a soft sigh and his breath fanned out over Roy�s
cheeks. For a moment Roy was
tempted to press for entrance to that tempting mouth, but he drew back instead
and sighed. Ed had his face resting against Roy�s
palm, his eyes were still shut and he blinked a few times when he opened them
as if startled.

�How was that?� Roy
asked. �Better?�

�Yes,� Ed sighed. Then he straightened abruptly and
cleared his throat, �just so you know I�m not some girl.� Ed blurted.

�Yes, I noticed.� The thought of just how he knew twinkled
in his eyes and Roy smirked.

Ed huffed a little and rolled his eyes.

�Ed, just so you know, when I say that we should go slow
and be very cautious about this I mean it. If we do decide to pursue this that
doesn�t mean last night will be repeated the moment you get back. In fact how
about we have dinner when you return and we can discuss our decisions then?�

�Fine,� Ed was still scowling slightly. �Won�t that look
funny if we go to dinner together?�

�Not really,� Roy
seemed unconcerned. �I�ve had drinks with Havoc, Fuery
and Breda
plenty of times. But I can�t take you for drinks and everyone knows what an
appetite your have.�

�You know you almost made me forget your Colonel Bastard
image.�

�Heaven forbid,� Roy
drawled, smirk firmly in place.

Ed fidgeted. �There�s just one more thing I wanted to
ask.� He seemed to be having a hard time making his request.

�Yes?�

�May I ask for one more memory?� Ed looked like that blush
was going to get him again, �Just in case we don�t do anything more?�

�How much of a memory?� Roy
looked skeptical.

�Nothing like that just�� Ed struggled again, �can I?�

�If this goes too far will you stop?�

�Yes.� Ed snapped.

�Then, yes, you may.�

Ed took off his coat and set it on the chair, then he
unhooked his black jacket and it followed his coat.

�Ed, undressing is going too far.�

�Don�t get too excited, I�m just taking off my shirt.�
Then his shirt landed on his jacket.

Ed reached out and took Roy�s
right hand in his automail hand as if to shake it. Roy�s
confusion was just beginning to get to him when Ed made a graceful turn and
spun around until his back was to Roy�s
chest. He wrapped Roy�s right arm
around his stomach and reached down to grasp Roy�s
left arm and wrapped it around his shoulders. He pressed back into Roy�s
chest and Roy felt his butt hit the
edge of the table. Ed�s butt pressed firmly into the cradle of Roy�s
hips. Roy tightened his arms around
Ed. Ed sighed and tilled his head back. His eyes were closed and he had just a hint
of desire in his expression. Roy
couldn�t resist bending down and pressing his lips to Ed�s temple.

�Is this it?� Roy�s
voice was soft and his lips brushed along Ed�s skin.

�Yes,� Ed opened his eyes and looked up at him. �Thank
you.�

�Anytime,� was all he could think to say. It occurred to Roy
later that night why the teen might have wanted such a memory. And he wondered
at it. Did he only want to be held close or had Ed imagined more? The idea
seemed stuck in his mind and with a sigh of resignation he knew that the fight
his conscience had been having with his libido was pretty much lost.
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