Chimera

Two chapters today, I'm feeling particularly good and energetic.

Staying Home

By the time Al called him for supper, Roy was asleep, three days on the road had worn him down. Al watched them for a few minutes before his brother's whimpering drew him to the bed to give him more medication. When he lifted Ed, Roy woke up. “Here, Al, I'll do it.” The older man shook out a pair of pills from each bottle. “Come on Edward, swallow these quick for me so we can eat.” The blond turned away, pressing his face against Roy's stomach and whining. “Edward, come on, don't be a pain. Just take them nicely.”

“Sir, I don't think it'll work. He doesn't like medicine and you have to make him take it, even on good days. Here, I'll show you.” Al reached over and hauled the smaller form away to sit between his legs, one hand under his jaw. He pressed and Ed's mouth opened a bit, just enough to drop the pills in, then he shut it again and pressed a large metal hand over his mouth and nose. “Swallow, Ed. You know how this works.” He turned his attention to Roy, ignoring the struggles for air. “He has to swallow before I'll let go, won't last long, he can't breath, so he'll swallow them soon.” Ed swallowed loudly, clawing at his brother's hand, which lifted immediately. Deep gasps were heard and Al picked him up and carried him to the kitchen before setting him on a chair.

“You do this every time he needs medicine?” The oldest alchemist sat beside Ed to keep him in his chair while Al served.

“Yep, I'm used to it. He hates the taste and says it makes him blurry.” Large shoulders shrugged, “As long he stays healthy, I don't have to worry about it.” Two large plates appeared in front of them and Ed promptly attacked Roy's. “Brother, eat your own.” The blond ignored him, picking away at Roy's plate, sneaking all the chicken pieces, wiping them carefully to avoid the cream sauce.

“Here, Ed, have some pasta.” The dark haired man held out his fork with a few pieces of pasta and Ed stuck his nose in the air. “Now, eat so you don't have to take any more pills.” The gold ears flickered at him and the blond head tilted to consider which was worse, pills or milk. Pills won and he took the offered pasta. Roy started to eat and Ed climbed from his chair into Roy's, demanding to be fed. The older man rolled his eyes but started feeding the boy between bites for himself. Both plates disappeared before the blond was satisfied and refused any more. “Come on, Ed, you're heavy. Off now.” He tried to shove him onto his own chair but the boy clung until Al pried him off.

“I'm sorry, I don't know what's gotten into him, he's never this clingy or touchy. Stop that, you can sit with him on the couch.” The older brother was busily chewing on Al's gloves, trying to break free and climb on his breathing pillow again. The three moved quickly to the living room to avoid any permanent damage. Ed curled happily up next to Roy, his head on his thigh and promptly fell asleep. “There isn't much to do here, we usually just read in the evenings. Would you like a book, sir?”

“Ah, no, thank you Al. Where's that chess set Breda got you two for your birthdays last year? Would you like to play with me?” He remembered they celebrated on the same day because they were so close together, and one gift was usually more than enough for both, they shared everything and expected nothing. Al nodded eagerly and sorted through the top of the closet.

“Brother doesn't like to play very much, he says there's no point because I always beat him.” He set the pieces up carefully. “I don't get to play very often, so I'm not very good.”

“That's alright, it's always beneficial to play, whether your opponent is stronger or weaker. You should play with Breda sometimes, he really likes to teach. Fuery's not bad either, though I think he just likes to play because it's fun.” Roy made his first moves, guiding Al's play with his own. “Edward isn't the only person you can spend time with, you're always welcome to come in and visit with us.”

“I know, I just want to be there with him, in case he needs me. Like when he changes, he needs to be looked after. He can't cook very well and gets distracted easily, I'd feel really bad if he got hurt trying to do something I could have done for him.” Al focused on his game, not even aware of how much his words told Roy. It was such a heavy burden, maybe even heavier than Ed's; his would vanish once he achieved his goal but Al's never would.

“Well, from now on, I'll help you alright? You can just bring him in and leave him with me when you need a break or I can come by and look after him for you. I'd like for you to be able to depend on me, Al. I'm here to help you two.” Roy made the offer he knew the metal suit wouldn't refuse, even if he would never ask for it. A smile transmitted itself through the air, expressing gratitude and relief.

“Thank you sir.” Al completed his move and Roy finished the game. Close, but he'd penned the king in with no way out. It was knocked over as Ed started to stretch, rolling himself over and snuggling into Roy's side. "Would you like to go to bed now? Brother is tired and should go to sleep soon, not just nap. I'll make his drink for him if you take him to the bedroom and get him changed.”

The older man nodded and prodded Ed onto his feet, leading him to the bedroom. He checked the bandages, light bleeding, but clean. The boy changed slowly into a pair of loose boxers and a tank top. Roy caught a glimpse of gold tail, slim and short, before the boy crawled into bed. He changed into his loose sleeping pants and a t-shirt before joining him. Al brought a warm cup and insisted his older brother drink it, poking him until it was gone. “Good night, sir. And thank you, for everything. I'm sorry this is all so inconvenient. Can I wash your clothes? I'm doing a load anyways.”

“Thank you, Al, that would be appreciated. Don't be sorry, you didn't do anything wrong and neither has Edward. Though, we will have a talk about wandering off on your own without telling me when he's feeling better. Have a good night, Al.” The youngest boy turned out the light and closed the door softly, carrying Roy's clothes in one hand. The blond snored softly and buried his nose in Roy's side, wrapping his arm and metal leg around him. “Good night, Ed. Be nice in the morning, hmm?” The older man lay back and closed his eyes, willing himself to sleep.

Morning was bright and early, Ed crawling around and playing with Roy's bangs while Roy tried masterfully to ignore him and get some more sleep. He finally grunted and got up, forced pills down the boy's throat and wandered to the kitchen to eat and feed Ed, who insisted on sitting with him and be fed by hand again. “You're a really spoiled little kitty, you know that? I bet Al doesn't feed you by hand, now does he?” Ed just purred and cuddled, the pill incident forgiven in the light of food.

When Roy went to leave, it was a whole other story. The boy clung to his leg and it took both Al and Roy to pry him off. Al stood holding him tightly while Roy gathered his things and escaped, waving and ignoring the high pitched whining. The office was hell, Riza standing over him, prodding him with the butt of her gun whenever he stopped working, even for a sip of coffee. There was work from three days left and he powered through it, determined to go back at a decent time. 'I should stop and get supper, give Al a break, especially if he has to deal with his brother all day today. I wonder if Ed would like a toy of some kind, nothing fancy or girly, just something to entertain him a little.” He'd slowed down and finally stopped and was prodded again. His hand started writing by habit and he signed three reports before he realized he was working. “Hawkeye, I'm taking a few days off.”

“You don't have any time left this month, sir. You used it to avoid that meeting two weeks ago.” Oh, right. Oops.

“I was sick.” There, he was allowed to be sick, it wasn't his fault. “Anyways, there are some things I need to do.”

“Have you found Edward yet, sir?” Quick change in topic but Roy stayed on his toes.

“Yes, I have. He and Al are fine, it wasn't as bad as they thought.”

“Then, you can stop worrying about them and get back to work, no? Please finish this off today, sir, there will be more tomorrow.” His shoulders hunched and he barely kept himself from whining.

“I have to do these things, they are important. And private. You can have my work brought to me, I'll be at home.”

“I don't think that's a good idea, sir.” She glared down at him, she knew exactly what would happen, he would get distracted and end up playing hooky, as usual.

“I swear I will get everything you send me done. One day? If I don't do it, I'll come in the next day. You can even come and get me if it isn't all done.” He bargained, saving the begging for later. The blond woman sighed and nodded once. She knew she was going to have to go get him and beat him over the head to catch up on what he skipped tomorrow. She just knew it, but he was so cute and innocent looking when he wanted something, she never could resist. Even when he was being a manipulative brat. The smile she was graced with was worth the effort it would take to get him back on schedule.

A box of folders was waiting when Roy went to leave and he lugged it out to the car. Damn, this wasn't fair, there was never this much work when he came in. Then he looked at the top folder. Oh. It was all the reports he'd been ignoring for the last few months, vacation requests, leaves of absence. Boring stuff. Well, sacrifices had to be made, maybe Al would help. He drove quickly to the dorm and opened the door. “Al? Edward?” Nothing, not a sound. A flash of gold caught his attention from the door and he turned to see Ed turning up his nose and stalking off, slim tail twitching slightly. He followed and found Al laying on the floor with a book and Ed on top of him, sitting quietly, his head turned away. The ears faced Roy, showing his interest. “Al, I'm back.”

Al's head shot up, “Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. Come in, please.” He shifted to dislodge his brother gently, but Ed moved with him, staying where he was. “Brother, get off please.”

“Would you like to come to my place for a few days? I have them off but I have to be home to receive work. There's lots of space, plenty of spare rooms and a fair library. We can go get groceries, there isn't much there right now.” Ed sniffed at him but Al hopped up, knocking his brother onto the floor.

“Really, sir? That would be lovely if you were there all day, he missed you terribly.” Ed hissed and batted at his brother's leg. “He just feels ignored now, he'll come see you when he's over it.” The blond growled and stalked off to the bedroom, pushing the door shut behind him. “He does this to me anytime I have to leave him alone, he'll get over it.”

“If you say so. Why don't you pack and we'll go now, the shop closes in an hour and we have to take Edward to my place first.” Al nodded and packed quickly, a few books he was reading, some extra clothes for Ed, medicine, and Ed's blanket. They coaxed him out with pieces of steak and Al grabbed him, wrapping him tightly in his coat. “Ok, Edward, we're going outside. Be good and we'll be home soon.” The struggles subsided and he walked obediently between his companions. The car was a bit of a trial, he kept whipping his head around as things passed by and fussing with the windows, but generally behaved. Once he was freed, he roamed the house, exploring everywhere and climbing on all the furniture. Roy carried in his box of work and gave strict instructions not to touch it.

Ed obeyed calmly, stretching on the couch and luring Roy to him with low purring and ear flicking. Once he was within reach, the older man found himself dragged down to sit, the boy nestled tightly in his lap. “You sure like me, huh. You're pretty sweet this way, cuddly and agreeable. Want to show me what you can do in terms of alchemy?” Soft ears moved against his neck and the slim body twisted to grab a pen. An array was doodled on a spare piece of paper and a little chick appeared in a flash of pale blue. Not very strong. “No clapping?” The blond head shook. “How about your arm, can you change it?” The boy nodded. Good enough, as long as he wasn't completely helpless.

Yellow eyes watched him carefully and those soft ears moved enticingly. Roy found his hand hovering over them before he could control it. They were so pretty and gold, almost irresistible. He could feel the tail moving against his thigh, now that he knew it was there, he was more sensitive to it. “More?”

“No, Ed. Not until we sort out exactly what we're doing. When you feel better.” The boy purred and cuddled before dozing off. Roy shuffled him out of his lap and started the phonograph before sitting on the floor to start the box of work. If he didn't finish, his crazy lieutenant would come for him tomorrow morning and make him go to work again. Half way through, Al came back from shopping with bags of groceries. He'd gone through the cupboards quickly and been appalled at the lack of basic supplies. Even their apartment that they rarely visited had more.

Edward heard them talking and got up to stalk his brother around the kitchen until he was given some bread. He carried it out to the living room to sit beside Roy and play with it. Roy finally threatened to take it away if he didn't eat it and it disappeared. Then, he was bored and wanted to play with Roy, who was working and shooed him off. Al was busy putting away groceries and cooking, and the smaller boy was stepped on twice. Roy threw a paper ball at him and had it thrown back at him. Ed couldn't resist chasing them and throwing them back, so they played for a bit between reports and files.

Supper was a smooth affair, Ed sitting quietly as long as Roy fed him and he ate everything, vegetables included without a fuss. Even pill time went reasonably well, no biting or scratching. After a few hours of listening to music and having Al read aloud, Ed fell asleep and had to be carried to the bedroom. Roy joined him quickly when he started getting restless. The older man woke with a start to find teeth nibbling at his collar bone.

“Ed, what are you doing?” The teeth were replaced by a soft, slightly rough tongue. His ear was nosed gently, then licked as well. “Edward, cut it out.” Soft purring rumbled against this skin and he finally noticed the little hands on his waist. They slid up to brush against his chest and his eyes fluttered closed. “Ed”

“More?” Silky ears brushed his throat, twitching, obviously wanting to be petted. “Ears.” He couldn't resist, they had tempted him all afternoon and evening. His fingers massaged the edges, sliding down and around the bases to rub in the soft hair. The boy moaned and pressed closer, his body rubbing insistently. He was so responsive, the lightest touches brought him pleasure. Roy grabbed his chin and forced his head up to meet yellow eyes.

“Edward, are you sure? We don't have to.” A flash of clarity, definitely Ed in there, and the boy nodded. “Ok, let's get these off then.” He stripped the blond, examining the slim body he uncovered. The metal joinings were scarred but faintly, showing their age, the rest of his body smooth and muscular. Soft skin covered his stomach and thighs, the gold curls between them framing his hard length. Roy dragged his fingers through the curls, finding them softer than he imagined. The tail flicked over the boy's thighs, moving as Roy touched him. He captured it, rubbing the soft fur gently and Ed's hips shot off the bed while he cried out.

So, the cat parts are especially sensitive, must be because they don't get touched often. He rubbed more, using his other hand to stroke the ears, letting the blond alchemist buck and whine. 'I wonder...' He leaned down and licked an ear, setting his teeth on the edge. Ed's eyes flew open, his breath caught, and he arched and came, covering his stomach and chest. The older man held him, petting gently until he was breathing regularly again before wiping him off and curling him into his side. The boy shifted and pressed a hand against Roy's groin, rubbing lightly. “It's ok, Edward, go to sleep.”

The blond's head shook and he pushed back, sliding down the pale body beside him. Roy's pants found themselves untied and nudged down past his thighs. His erection reached towards the younger man, begging to be touched. Soft fur rubbed it and Roy realized Ed was rubbing his ears against him before nosing the swollen head. The soft pink tongue came out and licked delicately, lapping the droplet from the weeping head. “Ah! Ed, please.” Yellow eyes watched him as the mouth opened and closed over the tip. It was lashed thoroughly by the quick tongue and Roy dug his fingers into the bed to keep from bucking. He shook and noticed a flash of pink; Ed was licking his lips around his cock.

That had to be sexiest thing he'd ever seen and if it didn't stop soon, he wouldn't be able to keep himself from slamming down his throat. “Ed” He forgot to breath when a small hand wrapped around him and pulled while a deep purr vibrated down his shaft. It was too much, the sight and feel drove him over the edge. He forced his hips down as he came, shooting into Ed's mouth. The boy tried to swallow but couldn't keep up and it dripped back down onto his lower stomach. The older alchemist lay gasping and trembling; he was vaguely ashamed for his lack of control but Ed looked so happy he decided not to worry about it. Ed licked him clean, paying close attention to getting it all, making Roy tremble more. Finally, he was done and curled contentedly into Roy's side, flinging an arm over his waist and slipping into sleep again. The dark haired man lay and tried to sleep, but couldn't stop thinking about the best orgasm of his life, given by a boy who didn't even know enough to suck.