Just Once?

Chapter 3

Flirtations

Roy just completed unraveling all of his papers as the train slowed at the Drachma station. He glared at Ed, sitting self-righteously at the end of the seat, before tucking his paperwork into the suitcase he’d pulled down.

Ed saw the disgusted look on Mustang’s face and held up his hands. “What?"

Roy shook his head in disdain. “Do you think you can at least be civil through dinner?” It was a little past seven in the evening and Roy looked forward to a nice dinner before retiring to bed.

“Does that mean you’re treating me to dinner?” Ed would say anything now to irritate Roy.

Roy sighed. “If that’s what you want, since you seem to be attached to my side like a damned stalker.” He grinned when he saw anger flare in Ed's eyes. Touché, he thought.

The pair exited the train and made their way, suitcases in hand, to the nearest taxi. Roy climbed into the cab and waited while Ed did the same. "Drachma Hotel, please."

"Yes, sir." The cab driver started the car down the road.

Ed looked out the window at the numerous people on the street passing by. It didn’t look as dangerous out there as he’d been led to believe. Maybe it would have been all right for Al to come along after all? But then, none of this business with Mustang would have happened, he thought. They’d never have touched each other with Al in the room last night. Maybe it was a good thing Al stayed behind. He didn’t want to admit it, but he looked forward to tonight. He was sure Roy would come begging for more after dinner. He gazed over at Roy and gave him a shy smile and was surprised to see Roy smile warmly back at him. He noticed Roy’s hand on the seat next to him and slowly crept his flesh hand over to cover it.

Roy allowed Ed to hold his hand.

A warm feeling flooded Ed, making his heart flutter.

xxx

They stood in the marbled lobby of an expensive hotel after checking into their rooms and giving their bags to a bellboy. Ed was pleased to find out their rooms were right next to each other. His mind raced with ways to get Roy into his room tonight.

Roy sighed. “It'll be nice to sleep in a full-sized bed tonight, won't it, Fullmetal? Hope you don't get lost in yours.”

Ed glared at Roy. How was he going to get through dinner without dumping a plate of food over his head? He decided to take a completely different tactic. He would remain calm, no matter what the bastard said. “Roy, your asinine attempts at making short jokes are getting old. Don’t you have anything else to say?” He closed his eyes and gave Roy a quick nod, in a gesture of comeuppance.

“Okay, Ed, I’ll pick on some other defect for awhile. It’s not like there aren’t plenty of them.” He was rewarded with the familiar flash of anger. Turning, he walked towards the hotel restaurant, knowing full well Edward would follow him.

After meeting with the maitre’d, the pair was escorted to a table overlooking a bustling street.

A pretty blonde waitress with large, blue eyes and a well-endowed figure approached the table. "Can I get you a drink?"

Roy looked her over from head to toe. "Why, yes, you certainly can." Roy picked up the wine menu. "Maybe you could help me pick a good wine" He held the menu low on the table.

The waitress giggled and bent low over Roy, putting her bosom right at his eye level.

With a smug grin, Roy drank her in.

Ed scowled. He knew this woman was everything Roy liked in a woman. As he watched them, he wondered at how stupid she must be, all giddy talking over the wine list with Mustang. Something built in his chest resembling anger, but not quite, pain and insecurity also swirled in it.

Roy held the wine menu even lower and motioned for the girl to show him something on the list.

The waitress bent lower, almost falling out of her low-cut blouse.

Roy clearly watched her bosom and licked his lips.

Gasping, Ed kicked Mustang hard in the shin under the table.

“Ow! Damn-it, Ed, what was that for?” Roy bent down to rub his aching limb.

The waitress glared at Ed, as if she was on Roy’s side and thought he was the ass.

“Just pick something already.” Ed slinked down in his chair, avoiding the waitress’ gaze.

Roy pointed at the menu. "We'll have this one."

"Of course, good choice, sir." The waitress practically bounced away, eager to do Roy’s bidding.

Smiling, Roy leaned over the table and looked at Ed. “That waitress sure is beautiful, huh, Ed?”

Ed scowled. The feeling in his chest got worse and all he wanted to do was eat and go to his room.

The waitress returned with a bottle of wine. "Here you are, sir."

Roy nodded and smiled at her.

She showed the label to Roy before opening it and poured a glass for each of them, bending over close to Roy.

Roy's eyes immediately focused on her breasts.

Reaching over, Ed grabbed the wine as soon as it was poured and gulped down a large portion of it to steady his nerves. If he had to watch Roy so blatantly flirt with the waitress, he’d need something to numb him. When he put his glass down and looked up again, the waitress and Roy were both staring at him. “What?”

“She is waiting for your order, oh wine-swilling one.” Roy said.

Ed cringed. "I'll have the rib eye."

The waitress nodded and walked off.

What was wrong with him, Ed wondered? Why was he feeling so out of sorts? Why did Roy’s antics with the waitress bother him so much? He knew what a womanizer Roy was. It wasn't new to him. But for some reason, his heart filled with hatred for the waitress and he didn’t want Roy looking at her. He wanted that kind of attention from Roy, he realized, as he poured himself another glass of wine.

“Hey, Ed, take it easy. That stuff will go right to your head and I know you’re not used to it.”

Ed held up his glass, glared at Roy, and downed two-thirds of the wine he just poured.

The waitress came back to the table and set plates filled with food in front of them, smiling shyly at Roy. "Here you go, sir." She giggled and gazed at Roy.

Roy looked her over again and grinned. "Looks delicious."

"Is there anything else I can get you?" She swayed a little as she continued to smile at Roy.

"Not right at the moment. Maybe later, huh?" Roy suggestively raised his eyebrows at her.

"Sure, just let me know." She touched Roy's shoulder before heading off toward the kitchen.

Ed watched Roy’s flirtatious exchange with disdain and started in on his dinner.

Roy picked up his knife and fork and began to cut his steak. "So, Ed, think we'll find anything interesting tomorrow?"

"No." Ed kept his focus on his food and shoveled mashed potatoes into his mouth.

"It's a nice hotel Hawkeye set us up with, isn't it?" Roy took a sip of wine.

Ed grunted and refilled his wine glass.

"I'm sure the rooms will be really nice."

"Yeah," Ed mumbled, putting more steak into his mouth.

Roy set his knife and fork on his plate and looked Ed over. What the hell was his problem, he wondered? Smirking, he thought maybe Ed was a little jealous the waitress paid so much attention to him. He couldn't help it if women were always attracted to him, could he?

The waitress came back to the table. "How is everything?" Smiling, she directed the question at Roy.

"Fine. The only thing better would be sharing it with you instead of my grumpy associate here." Roy chuckled while she giggled at his comment.

Ed stopped chewing and glared at his plate, completely unable to look at Roy or say a word. His chest tightened and ached horribly.

Noticing a pained look on Ed's face, Roy decided he should back off a little. They continued eating in silence.

As Roy finished off the last of his wine, he looked over at Ed.

Frowning, Ed looked down into his lap. He still couldn't rid himself of the ache his chest.

The waitress came back to the table and set the check in front of Roy. "I get off in two hours." She smiled at him.

The rage filling Ed's chest was intolerable. He glared at he waitress. “You know my friend here has been making you bend over him all night so he can look down your shirt, don't you?” He leaned back in his chair and waited.

"Ed." Roy growled.

The waitress appeared stunned before giving Roy a fixed glare and slapping him hard across the face.

Ed grinned and started to chuckle as the waitress huffed away.

Roy stared at Ed while rubbing his palm to a still stinging cheek. “Why would you say something like that? You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Ed’s chuckling abruptly stopped while anger and hurt ate at his insides.

"So, Edward—'

Suddenly, Ed rose from the table and raced out of the restaurant.

“Damn . . . ” Roy stood, threw his napkin on the table, and set down cash for the meal. He paced after Ed.

Roy was almost to their rooms when he spotted Ed trying to push his room key into his lock. He appeared to be struggling with it and swore at his failed attempts. Roy went to him and laid his hands on his shoulders.

Ed’s body grew rigid with Roy's touch. “Mustang, leave me alone.” Ed's voice was low and threatening. When Roy accused him of being jealous, he realized it was true, he was jealous of Roy liking that woman. And, if that were true, then he must have some deep feelings for Roy. Completely inappropriate feelings for him to have for his superior officer, for a man almost twice his age, for a man who had women flocking to him everywhere he went.

Roy tried to turn Ed around to face him, but Ed wouldn’t budge. “Come on Ed, talk to me.”

Ed tried again and failed to get the key in the lock. Tears blurred his vision. He set himself up for a huge heartache, falling for Colonel Roy Mustang, he thought. It all became clear. He always felt this way about Roy, he just kept it buried. No wonder they always fought. He covered up his feelings by believing he hated him.

Roy watched as Ed stopped fumbling with the key. A distinct droplet fell from Ed's face and splashed on his metal hand. He snatched the key from Ed and shoved it into the lock, opening the door. Pushing Ed inside, he spun him around at the same time. He reached out to draw him close, but Ed shoved him away. He stumbled back before regaining his footing.

Ed still couldn't look at Roy. It was bad enough the bastard had teased him about how he felt. He didn’t need to let him see how upset he was. “Get out of here, I need to be alone!” he shouted, looking at the floor and clenching his fists.

“But, Ed, you’re upset about something. Why won’t you talk to me?” Roy tried again to put his arms around him.

Ed lunged forward and shoved hard, sending Roy back another few steps, almost toppling him over.

"Damn-it, Ed, stop it."

“I mean it Roy, you have to leave,” Ed said as firmly as his wavering voice would allow. His emotions started to boil over and he didn’t want Roy to witness it.

“I’m not as horrible as you think I—"

Ed shoved Roy again and again, hitting him on the chest, until Roy was out in the hallway. Soft sobs escaped against his will. He had to get away from him. Suddenly, Ed slammed the door shut and locked it, leaving Roy in the hallway. Finally alone, he raced to his bed, jumped over it, lay down on his stomach, and began to weep into a pillow.

Roy sighed. What the hell was wrong with Ed? If he didn't want him there that badly, then he'd let him be alone.

xxx

Roy lay in his bed. He’d been there for hours trying to fall asleep, but what happened with Ed weighed heavily on his mind. He internally kicked himself for allowing Ed to push him out the door. He should have stayed with him, no matter what. He should have showed him that he could depend on him. He wasn’t really the bastard Ed thought he was. After ruminating over it for so long, he had to question his motives with the waitress. Did he flirt with her on purpose to see if Ed would get jealous? And, did Ed behave the way he did because he was? Was it possible Ed felt as deeply for him as he knew he felt for him? Maybe it was time to stop the charade of insults and petty jokes.

He looked over at the clock and realized it was midnight. He was no closer to sleep than when he first lay down. He craved the feeling of Ed in his arms after having been teased with it last night. He decided to do something about it. After all, he was the elder, more mature of the two.

Faint knocking woke Ed from a restless slumber. He pushed himself up to his elbows and realized he’d fallen asleep with his clothes on. After climbing off the bed, he stepped with his eyes half closed across the carpet to the door and creaked it open.

Roy immediately put his foot in the doorjamb. He wanted to be sure he wouldn't be shoved out again.

Ed stood in the doorway. His long bangs covered his lowered face. His black clothes were rumpled.

Roy stepped forward, wrapped his arms around the quiet young man, and drew him close. He kissed the top of Ed’s head and felt Ed's arms cautiously surround his waist before leading Ed back to his bed. He rushed back to the door, closed it, and returned to Ed’s side. He peeled off Ed’s clothes, one by one, until only his boxers remained and he carefully pulled the hair tie off his braid. After folding the bedcovers down, he guided Ed into soft sheets. Roy undressed down to his own boxers and followed Ed into bed.

Edward cuddled up into Roy's side, making their bare skin connect as Roy wrapped his body around the small blond.

Roy closed is eyes and drifted off easily.

xxx

Roy woke up early again. But instead of getting in the shower right away, he decided to stay and watch Ed sleep. In the early morning glow, Ed looked like an angel slumbering next to him, with his loose blond hair making a halo around his head. Impulsively, Roy reached down and planted a soft kiss on Ed’s cheek.

Ed stirred and slowly opened his eyes. It took a minute for him to realize there was a warm body lying behind him. He rolled over to see Roy gazing down at him with a faint smile on his lips. It was still early. The sun filtered through the window enough to light up Roy’s dark eyes and put a shine on his black hair. He scanned Roy's striking features. Was Roy really here or was this a dream, he wondered? How did Roy get in his room? How did he end up undressed?

Roy saw the wheels starting to churn in Edward's head. He seemed a bit confused, but otherwise he seemed happy, he thought. Whatever upset him so badly last night must have disappeared with the daylight. Roy placed his palm over Ed’s cheek and rubbed across the smooth skin with his thumb. He lowered his head and softly kissed Ed’s lips, lingering for a moment as if to make sure they connected. “You okay?” Roy didn't want to make Ed relive whatever he went through last night, but he still hoped to be there for him if he was needed.

“Yeah. H-how did you . . . H-how did I get . . . ”
Roy placed his index finger over Ed’s lips. “I couldn’t leave you as upset as you were. I came and knocked on your door. You were already asleep, but you answered. You must have been really tired. I put you to bed and I stayed.”

A wide grin spread on Ed's face. “So, you’re the one who came knocking on my door last night.” Ed glowed with the knowledge that somehow, he’d won.

Roy decided to take his defeat like a good sport. He nodded, leaned down, and placed a passionate kiss on Ed's lips.

Ed moaned underneath Roy as the kisses grew heated.

Roy pressed his hardening length into Ed’s side.

Ed rolled in the bed, climbed on top of Roy, and pressed his hips into him, enjoying the feel of his erection on Roy’s bare stomach as it rubbed over the taut muscles. Having Roy here in his bed this morning was about as good as it gets, he thought. He let his lips roam over Roy’s body, kissing and sucking a wet trail from his cheek, down to his chest, and over his abdomen, relishing in the moans and soft gasps his motions brought out of him. Roy's hands pushed his head lower, but he wasn’t sure what to do if he got between Roy’s legs. Instead, he placed his hand over Roy's erection and stroked Roy’s length.

Roy needed more. He pulled Ed back up to his chest and rolled him onto his back.

Confused, Ed gazed up at Roy.

“Ed, I’m going to try to do something to you. I have to admit, I’ve never done this to a guy before, but I think you’re going to like it.” His voice was a little husky. Roy dove down between Ed’s legs and started to lick, kiss and suck Ed’s thighs.

Moaning, Ed was on fire having Roy's mouth so close to his erection. He pressed Roy on the back of his head, trying to heighten the sensation

Roy licked over Ed's sac, swirling it with his tongue.

Ed arched his back and gasped. He had no idea he could feel this good.

Roy took a quick peek at Ed’s face as he lifted his erection, seeing craving mixed with desire in his eyes. He took Ed fully into his mouth.

Ed bucked from the sensation of Roy’s hot, wet mouth surrounding him. “Roy!” he cried, as the intensity of the action surged through him. He panted and thrust into Roy’s mouth while Roy’s tongue flicked lightly at his tip. His climax built rapidly as Roy continued pumping with his mouth. He was quickly overcome and struggled to hang on, wanting to surrender to his need, but not sure if he should with Roy still on him. “Roy, I'm close. What do I do?” Letting out a sharp gasp, he writhed on the bed under Roy.

Roy continued sucking, licking, swirling Ed's erection, not sure if he was ready to take Ed’s seed in his mouth, but not wanting to stop.

Suddenly, Ed thrust hard, lost control, and plunged over the edge, surging into Roy's mouth. The intensity of his climax came on strong and relentless, making him pant and moan in pleasure.

Roy took it as best he could and swallowed with some difficulty. He was surprised at the slightly salty taste. It wasn't as bad as he’d imagined. When Ed finished, he repositioned himself over Ed’s chest, propped on his elbows, and smiled at the wide-eyed look Ed gave back to him.

“Roy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know what to do and you wouldn’t stop.” Ed's face was flush from his climax and embarrassment.

“It’s okay, it wasn’t that bad, really.” Roy watched a disgusted look appear on Ed’s face. “You’re going to do that to me now, right?”

Ed was a little flustered. On the one hand, he’d love to make Mustang feel that good, but on the other, he just didn’t know if he was ready to allow another man’s seed in his mouth, even if it was Mustang’s. “I-I don’t know. I don’t think I can, you know, swallow.”

Roy ruffled Ed's bangs. “Oh come on, Ed, don’t you like raw oysters? It’s kind of like that.” Roy chuckled.

Ed stuck out his tongue, making a gagging sound. “Gross, you actually eat raw oysters? That's really sick. No wonder it didn’t bother you.”

“Seriously, I’ll pull out before anything gets in your mouth, okay?” Roy really did want Ed to reciprocate and his need ached inside him. Roy rolled over to his back and glanced at Ed.

“You promise you’ll pull out?” Ed positioned himself over Roy’s hips.

“Of course. I’d never do something you didn’t want me to do.”

Ed licked Roy's length timidly at first, then with heightened hunger when he heard Roy moan and felt his hips begin to thrust. Finally, he placed his mouth over Roy, enjoying the pulse of his erection over his tongue. He was surprised to feel his arousal take hold again while he pumped Mustang's length with his lips and tongue.

Pleasure washed over Roy, making him thrust more insistently into Ed's mouth.

Ed's erection ached, as if it has never been sated. He placed his saliva-soaked, flesh hand between his legs and stroked himself as he held onto Roy with his metal hand. Ed found if he focused his tongue just below the lip of Roy's erection, Roy would buck with pleasure. Ed continued this motion over and over, mimicking the action with his hand on himself.

Roy started to shake. Tension coiled in his gut, readying for release.

Roy's heightened urgency fed Ed's, captivating him. He felt Roy's hands on the back of his head, trying to lift it, and his hips pulling back, trying to pull his erection out of him, but he didn’t want to stop. It was as if his mouth on Roy connected to the hand on himself. He chased Roy and stayed on him.

"Ed . . . Ed!" Roy panted and moaned. There was no way he could hold on. Why wasn't Ed releasing him?

Ed felt Roy's erection swell just before his seed erupted behind his teeth. Ed's second climax came on quick and strong, making him twist in ecstasy while Roy filled his mouth and he filled his fingers. He swallowed Roy’s seed and fell sideways to the bed, breathing deeply.

Reaching down, Roy dragged Ed back up to his chest. “I thought you didn’t want to do that?”

Ed was still dazed. “I changed my mind.”

“Well, I’m sure glad you did." Smirking, Roy held Ed tight.