Home feels like

Me

Green hair blew in his face and he shoved it out impatiently. Where the hell was the brat? He’d been here for almost half an hour, run the entire cliff top, and not a sign of him. He really wished he was here so he could beat the crap out of him for this inconvenience. Alright. He stood tall and tilted his head back, listening carefully for human sounds. A faint splashing drew him to the beach, then into a little cove further in.

Gold flashed in the water and he stopped to watch. Ed was paddling furiously, using way more energy than he should have needed to keep such a small body afloat. But, he was keeping his head above water and even moving a little. A faint smirk and he hopped down to stand on a rock above the water’s edge and just look. The blond had started putting on the weight he’d lost in three years, smooth muscle flowing under sun-bronzed skin.

While he stood admiring, the blond head went under. It popped back up and Ed stood, coughing and shaking. “What the fuck are you doing, shorty?”

Wet bangs clung to his cheeks and hid his eyes but the joy was clear. The blond waded out and ran to jump on the older boy. His enthusiasm knocked him back a step. “Envy! You came, you came back! I was waiting but you didn’t come and” He kissed him, cutting himself off with warm lips and a slick tongue. Envy kissed him back then pushed him away.

“Of course I came back you idiot. I said I would. And what are you doing here, hmm? I left you in that dump of a town with your brother. Who sends his regards incidentally.” He smirked.

“You saw him? Is he ok? He didn't go to take that exam? Tell me, tell me!” Small fists gripped his wrists and gold eyes looked up pleadingly.

“Oh, yeah, he was fine when I left. Though, I must say, he looks almost as cute as you on his knees.” Bright eyes widened and the slim body pulled back in alarm.

“You, no, you wouldn’t have hurt him. I know you didn’t.” Violet eyes were searched anxiously, then he put his head back down on the slender shoulder. “No, you didn’t.”

A dark brow arched. “And why are you so sure? He could be dead for all you know. I could lie to you.” Gold hair was shaking before he finished.

“No, no, you wouldn’t do that. I know you wouldn’t.” A bright grin flashed at him, adoration shining. “Come home? I have a nice bed and food.”

A slim hand clenched and he shook his head violently. This, trust, affection, love, whatever it was, was too much. A solid smack and Ed flew back, his hand on his cheek. “I told you to stay put. I don’t care about your excuses or your brother’s.” An idea came to him and he grinned, crouching down beside the fallen boy.

“Envy, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to go, I wanted to wait for you, I left a message so you would find me. I knew you would come, I’ve been waiting for you.” Delicate hands caressed his cheeks and touched the curve of his ears, running around his head to cup the base of his pony-tail. Ed gave him a trembling smile and he returned it with a gentle one of his own before his fingers changed. Blades slit the gold strands and they wafted around the growing shoulders. The younger boy froze, staring up at him. He blinked and moved his hands up hesitantly to touch the fluttering edges. They moved, feeling for the long hair, patting at his neck and higher, cutting themselves on the blades before they disappeared. “You…” He paled and reached further, his eyes wide enough to hurt. They went blank but his fingers still combed the empty air.

Envy drew back, eyes narrowed. This was unexpected, this shock. He’d done worse and had it borne stoically. He grabbed the searching hands and pulled them down, holding them lightly. “Runt?” Not even a flicker, the gold eyes remained fixed straight ahead, blank. “Get up.” The boy stood, staring straight ahead, waiting for instruction. “Take me to your camp.” He started walking, leaving his clothes behind, stumbling over roots and uneven terrain.

The older boy gathered his pet’s things and carried them, considering. Perhaps, just perhaps, he’d gone too far. But really, how important was hair anyways? And he wasn’t sorry, damn it, not sorry at all. They reached the camp and Ed stood, staring at it. “Oh for fuck’s sake, get dressed and sit. What a fucking baby.” He started making food, using the banked fire and some dried meat he found. “You better not get used to this. I’m not going to spoil you.” Nothing, not a peep. “Here, eat this.” Food disappeared mechanically, and he watched with a bit of concern. He sat beside his blond and petted his side, to no avail. Not even the usual automatic arousal signals. “Go to sleep. I’ll deal with you later.” Blank eyes closed obediently and breathing evened out; Envy lay and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do now. Maybe he’d finally done it, broken him. He shook his head; no, he couldn’t have. Could he?

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Morning was a repeat of the evening, a silent, staring Ed greeted the green-haired man. Exact instructions were followed but no more, no smile, no extra effort with breakfast, no teasing touches, no little kisses of affection. He hated to admit it but he kinda missed them, those little bits of oddness. A final sigh of annoyance. “You better smarten up, you’re really boring me. Maybe I should go visit your brother, hmm? He’s almost as cute as you, bet he screams real loud in bed too.” A reaction, finally. Gold eyes turned to him, a flash of rage. “Maybe I’ll go visit that girl too. She’d definitely let me in if I showed up as you.” Blue flashed and the familiar blade appeared. “Ha ha, what are you gonna do?” A scream of rage burst past the pale lips and the blond attacked, swinging with his blade and moving into a smooth kick with his auto-mail leg. Envy flipped away laughing and took off, leading the boy towards the beach.

They ran, Envy darting ahead and back, teasing and taunting, Ed silent and focused, following with deadly intent. The sand slowed him down a bit and he retreated to the edges, keeping pace and looking for an opportunity. Suddenly, the older boy flew past him, flipped his shortened hair, and bounced up a tree. Ed stood under him while he waved, then moved off. Brief flares of light and Envy snuck out to try and see him. “Whatcha doin’ runt? You know you can’t beat me.” An arrow sang as it passed by his face, followed by another. “Oh, you really want to play, do you?”

He snarled down at the invisible blond. “You’re on.” A jump and flip brought him behind the other boy and a solid kick sent the blond flying. Ed smirked at him from his crouch and lifted his foot; a blade was transmuted from the metal foot at the heel and shone with blood. His cheek stung and his fingers came away with blood on them. A flick of his tongue brought the offending liquid to his mouth and he smirked back. Then, it truly started, the pair flying at each other, fists flying and blades whipping through the air.

Finally, Envy pinned the smaller form to a tree, forcing both hands above his head, a thigh between his legs. His free hand caressed a soft cheek and hungry lips claimed softer ones. Ed arched, wiggling to get closer and his arms were released. He nudged his lover back a bit and was obliged. The older boy regretted it instantly; the blade slid into his side and he jerked back in pain. A hard fist to the side of the blond head sent Ed flying to lie on the ground. “What the fuck? You little shit!”

“I won’t let you hurt them. I sold myself, body and soul, and I’ll kill you before I let you go back on it.” A snarl was on his lips and fire in his eyes; damn he was hot! Envy found himself aching in other places than his side.

“Deal? You idiot, you made that deal for Alfons, no one else. Even if you very loosely translated it to mean your brother as well, no one else is safe from me.” Gold eyes widened in realization and panic started to settle in. “Perhaps, if you beg me nicely, I’ll consider expanding the deal. Or perhaps not. What will it be, my little alchemist? Think you can beat me?” A knowing smirk hid the pain of his side; fuck that hurt. “Drop the weapon, runt. On your knees and beg me properly.”

The rage disappeared as quickly as it had shown itself. Defeat was such a wonderful look for him; his shoulders dropped and his head hung. The blade disappeared and the blond fell to his knees, hands landing in front of him. “Envy, please, don’t hurt them. Hurt me, please, not them.” Crystal tears fell slowly, striking the sand.

“Huh, passable.” He stalked over to crouch and grip the firm chin. “What’s the big deal over the hair?”

Gold stared back at him, wet and broken. “I, it’s been growing since we tried to, to bring Mom back. It was, a, sign of my guilt, my responsibility, a reminder of my sins. It was part of me and now it’s gone.” He tried to look away and was held fast. “It was, who I am, I never meant to cut it, it was supposed to grow for the rest of my life.”

More tears fell, wetting the strong hand under his chin. “Moron. You really think hair defines you? Idiot.” He pulled back and started to wipe blood away from his skin to see how bad the cut was.

“Here, let me, I’ll fix it up for you.” Ed was on his knees, starting to stand and Envy said the most hurtful thing he could think of; his side hurt and he was unused to pain of any type. And it was entirely this pest’s fault that he even felt it.

“Fix me up? You can’t even fix yourself, never mind whatever the hell you did to me. You’re a curse, you know that? Everyone around you gets hurt or dies.” He watched guilt and pain cross the dull eyes and felt vaguely guilty, a strange, unfamiliar, sensation.

A low laugh, bitter and cruel answered him. “Maybe. But then, you would know. How does it feel, to chase a man who couldn’t be bothered with you but loved us enough to die for us? To obsess over him enough to change worlds and still get nothing?” He stared in shock as the blond turned and walked away, tears streaming down his face. His mouth opened but nothing came out and he just watched him go.

Ed cried all the way to his camp and started a meal by reflex, making enough for two without even realizing it. The leftovers were placed in a bowl and set on the ledge outside the opening. He sat, still sniffling until it was too much and he fell asleep where he was. When he woke, the bowl was still full and he threw it away for the foxes and started a new meal. Again, a serving was set outside and he read a little before laying down to sleep. It came slowly, uncomfortable alone and the sick feeling in his stomach refused to go away.

Three days passed before he even saw a hint of Envy. He started awake, dawn just lightening the sky, and saw a shadow at the edge of the cave. He sat up and called for him but it flitted away. When he went to look, a rabbit, its neck neatly broken, was on the ground. A faint smile and he picked it up. “Thank you.” He managed to find some vegetables and made a light stew, leaving the usual bowl outside.

It was empty when he came back from swimming and he cleaned it quietly, smiling a little. When he woke in the middle of the night, a gentle hand was on his forehead, ruffling his bangs. It was pulled back when his breathing changed and the older boy was gone before he could call him back. He spotted him a few times, while he was swimming, if you could call it that, jogging, fishing, or even just wandering around, being bored.

Finally, Ed had had enough. He stalked his partner, following him with his eyes and sneaking around to find where he spent his nights. A high cliff was the answer and he found the boy sitting on a rock, looking out over the water. “Envy. Come home.” A faint grunt and he didn't look back. “I don’t want to be alone anymore. Please come back.”

“I thought I was horrible and hurtful?” The quiet voice gave nothing away, carefully blank.

“I, I don’t care. You can be as hurtful as you like, as long as you come home.” He blushed and shuffled his feet. “I miss you.” A hand was held out behind the green-haired boy and the blond moved to take it quickly. He was pulled against the smooth back and wrapped his arms around the other. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things, they aren’t true.”

“Do you think not? Doesn’t matter, he’s gone, even if I didn’t get to kill him.” He tilted his head back to lean on Ed’s shoulder. “You can’t fix me, can you?” He felt blond bangs move against his neck. “You’re a real pain, you know that? I go away to find you somewhere to stay, then have to chase you here, put up with your tantrums and delusions, and the only thing to eat is your crappy cooking.” Violet eyes peeked at him through a veil of hair. “You owe me.”

Ed nuzzled and squeezed. “Yeah. Can you, ah, promise not to hurt people? Please? I really don’t like that.” He could assume that was the best apology he would get and might as well use the little bit of guilt he got.

A heavy sigh. “Will you stop your tantrum and pouting?” An enthusiastic nod. “Alright, fine. Not like they were that interesting anyways.” He found himself with a lap of blond and a very pleasant kiss. “Ah ah, first, I’m going to trim that hair. It looks weird.”

“Well you cut it! Why? Where you that angry that I left?” Slender shoulders shrugged and he was turned to face away, his hair pulled gently back to be trimmed. Little bits fell as it was evened out; it ended at his chin and his bangs were cut to hit the top of his cheeks.

“Much better. Come here.” Wet attacked his ear, sliding into the shell and flicking at the lobe.

“Ahh, yes, just like that” The blond whimpered, it had been too long, over a month since they’d last touched. His hands slid over the strong ones on his waist and followed them up to the slim shoulders and on to the smooth chest. His nails were shorter and his hands calloused from living outdoors but Envy didn't seem to mind, soft moans encouraging the exploring touch.

Pale fingers slid under his shirt to rub already peaked nipples, flicking the sensitive nubs. His clothes were in the way, too hot, too itchy, too everything. Tanned hands clapped and they disappeared. He clapped again but Envy beat him to it, his clothes fading away to leave bare skin. The energy crackled between them and Ed shoved his hands against the stone they sat on. It lengthened and stretched, leaving a flat surface to lie on. They rolled until Ed was on the bottom, panting and arching up for closer contact.

He writhed, rubbing their bodies together and they both moaned into the kiss. White skin gleamed and slim hands petted, rubbing down the tanned stomach and further, through soft curls to the heavy sack, lifting to press gently. A light scream and Ed was grabbing, dragging his hands down the slender body to grasp the swollen erection, giving it his full attention.

He shimmied down, scrapping his back on the rock; his eyes rolled at the slight pain. Salty fluid made his tongue curl and he sucked, hard and strong. His mouth filled with flesh and he bucked against air, whining and begging. Pale hands gripped his shoulders and he was back up, eye to eye with his lover, his legs pushed against his chest.

The hot mouth opened and swallowed the long fingers at his lips, wetting them to be slid down and pushed into him. It hurt, he was tight from the weeks of separation, but they moved just right and it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was being filled, now.
More saliva and another finger invaded him, stretching him fully, rubbing against his prostate.

The fingers were pulled back and thicker flesh pushed in, a bit at a time, centimeter by centimeter. Tears gathered in the corners of the gold eyes and the blond wiggled, pushing back. Green hair lifted from his chest to see what the problem was and purple eyes watched him reaching for the edge of their support. “What are you doing? Hold still.”

“No, just a bit more. Damn. Gimme a flower.” A brow arched in surprise and Ed blushed. “I want to make oil.” A yellow flower appeared in front of him. A quick clap and his hands filled with smooth oil.

“Huh, you can be useful.” Long fingers dipped in and spread it liberally over the puckered entrance and smooth head. White teeth nipped at the dark collarbone as the slim body was invaded slowly. The blond bucked again, filling himself. The oil slid from his hands to glide over his body, running down his chest and stomach to pool in the cradle of his hips. His hands scrambled for a hold on slim shoulders, slipping away from the oil.

A victorious grin preceded the capture of his arms; they were stretched above him and the pace sped up, slamming his hips down against the rock. Gasping pants and tiny screams pushed them on, harder, faster. Envy’s free hand gripped Ed’s erection, pumping slowly, teasing him until he couldn’t wait either. His thumb pressed around the head and the tip slid into the slit, rubbing away the droplets.

The blond screamed again and forced himself up, lifting them both off the rock. Their mouths collided and screams were tasted and swallowed. As they lay shaking and dazed, Ed’s breath brushed Envy’s ear. “Love you, don’t leave me again. Please, don’t leave me.”

The older boy rubbed their cheeks together and dropped a kiss behind the younger’s ear. “No. You belong to me.”

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Three more days and they were off. Envy insisted on walking, telling Ed not to get fat and to move his ass. On occasion they took a train, but preferred to stay out of sight. No hotels, few restaurants, and they were both quite sick of camp cooking.

Ed hauled himself up the hill and collapsed in a little pile. It had been 18 days, seven hours and, he checked his watch quickly, 24 minutes since they had left, not that he was counting. “Envy! We’re done. Let’s stay here tonight.” Footsteps brought green tips into view over him. He rolled over to look up, admiring the view; his partner preferred his old clothes, tight black leather, and it was always fun to stare.

A bare foot prodded his side. “Get up. Fucking baby, it’s the middle of the day.”

“No. I’m tired, we hardly stopped last night, and I’m staying here. You’ll have to carry me if you want to go further.” He was prodded again and slapped wearily at it.

White and black filled his vision as the older boy crouched over him. “Are you sure you want that?” A slim finger poked his cheek and he tried to swat at it too. A low grunt and he rolled himself over again to flop on his stomach. “Fine.” He could hear purple eyes rolling. “You asked for it.” Strong hands wrapped around his waist and he was in the air.

A squeak and he flailed wildly before he was caught and bounced on a thick shoulder. Short black hair tickled his nose and dark skin bounced under his stomach as Envy took off, running smoothly. Within half an hour, Ed was begging to let down, claiming nausea. “Don’t you dare, pipsqueak. I want to get there tonight, so we’ll get there if I have to kick you the rest of the way. Now shut up.” An hour later, they’d covered more ground than an entire day’s walking, and a small house was in view. They stopped to stretch and Ed insisted on walking again. “There, that’s where we’re going.”

Gold eyes trained on the little place; simple but lots of space around it. “Who lives there?” White shoulders shrugged uncaringly. “You don’t know? Why are we going there?”

“You ask too many questions, shut the hell up. I said we’re going there and we are.” He glared and Ed backed off; maybe being dead in the middle of the day had been a bad idea. But he’d been tired dammit! The blond sighed and followed, letting Envy lead the way.

“Alright, brat, we’re staying here tonight so get supper made. There’s a kitchen over there, use it.” Gold hair nodded and boy moved around, setting up the things he would need. He started water heating and snuck off to explore their temporary home. He was halfway up the stairs when he became aware of soft footsteps mirroring his. He froze, waiting for the yell and maybe a smack. Not a sound, even the steps had stopped. He took another, nervously checking over his shoulder; nothing. Must be alright.

He took off, determined to take full advantage of freedom. Each room was examined and every door opened. It was a beautiful house, small, but cozy, with two bedrooms, a large bathroom, spacious kitchen, small office and den, and an open living room, all furnished. He was in the master bedroom when he looked up to see Envy leaning on the door. “Well?”

“It’s beautiful, very comfortable. I wish we had somewhere like this to go.” A quick smirk and his brow furrowed. “What?”

“This is it. We’re staying here.” He watched emotions flit across that expressive face to settle on joy.

“Really? This is ours?” He was already on his feet, running to fling himself into pale arms. He was lifted up to wrap his legs around the slim waist. “This is our home.” His voice echoed with wonder. “Where did it come from?”

A light flush bloomed in Envy’s cheeks before he changed it. “I used the funds HE left. That fucker, if I couldn’t kill him, at least he could do that. Asshole.” Vicious words but there was no heat and Ed cuddled, pleased. “Anyways, you would have had a fit and I would have to deal with your tantrums if I didn’t.” Purring against his throat and a dark hand reached down to push his shirt up.

A gentle kiss accompanied it. “Thank you, it’s beautiful.” His mouth opened and was invaded by a quick tongue. Heat rose quickly, as it always did between them. “Envy, let’s break it in.” Laughter gleamed in gold and his breath caught; it must be against nature’s laws for that kind of happiness to exist. And it was directed at him, he’d done it. He suddenly realized that he’d do anything to have that look come his way again.

They turned abruptly and the blond was shoved against the wall, freeing white hands to yank at his clothes and pin his head down for a crushing kiss. Naked in seconds, they grabbed frantically, running their hands over each other, lingering at each other’s more sensitive spots; Ed’s scars, Envy’s navel, the base of Ed’s back, the inside of Envy’s thighs.

Mouths worked quickly, moving over soft skin, nipping at hard muscle. They hit the ground in a tangle of limbs; fingers were licked and introduced quickly. The blond cried and fought to touch under him but his hands were pinned and he was at the mercy of a man without any. He was screaming in seconds, three fingers brushing his prostate, a hot mouth on his neck. He didn't even object to the lack of oil, bucking desperately, clinging as best he could to the hand holding him down.

Begging was so lovely, Envy let him do it until he couldn’t wait another second, then took his mouth, swallowing the thrilling cries. He thrust in, gently, a little at a time, teasing and taunting, making the blond beg more, pushing them both higher. Their stomachs were suddenly wet and the older boy laughed and thrust harder, seating himself fully. A gentle hand ruffled the long hair. “My good boy.” Ed moaned and clamped down, squeezing the already tight canal, and his lover’s head rolled back in pleasure. Slow strokes and patient kisses found the blond ready again, hard and full against their stomachs.

A deep kiss, tongues dueling lightly, exploring, and the pace sped up again, fast and hard. Mismatched hands wrapped around the slender back and rough fingers dragged down, leaving little trails of red behind them. Auto-mail fingers dug deep when he came, shrieking his pleasure and adding to the slick wetness already smoothing the glide of their chests together. Envy bit a muscled shoulder, muffling his cry in the tanned tissue. Aftermath was long, filled with trembling and curling close.

A faint hissing finally caught their attention from downstairs. A pitiful groan from the smaller one and Envy rolled his eyes, getting up to investigate. The pot of water for supper had boiled over and he removed it from the heat, turned off the stove and went back up to move his boy to the bed. Ed whined he was hungry and got a solid spank for his efforts.

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Ed jogged up the path, his arms full of bags from town. He hoped Envy would be home by now. It’d been a week and he said he would be back soon. He burst through the door and it rebounded on his nose. “Oww! Fuck!” He dropped the bags to grab at the injured area. “What the hell?” Stacks of boxes were blocking the door, it just opened enough for him to slip in. The bags were grabbed and he yelled through the house with no response. Must have gone out again. At least he was home. The blond hummed his way through putting away his purchases and wandered upstairs for a shower.

It was nice to get warmed up, winters here weren’t exactly cold but they certainly weren’t warm. He was so busy humming and playing with the hot water he didn't notice the door open and a slim form step in. He certainly noticed the cold hands on his back and bolted forward to hit his nose again. “Damn, I’ll break it yet today.” He turned and stole a kiss. “How was it? Where did you go?”

A smack on the bottom discouraged questions. “None of your business. I’ve been away for a week and all I get is a kiss? On your knees.” White flashed and Ed dropped easily to take the already hard shaft in his mouth. He sucked, letting water sluice over his head and down his back. The head was soft and smooth and his tongue lapped eagerly, capturing the salty drops. It didn't take long, his tongue exploring the thick vein on the underside and his metal hand massaging the delicate balls.

Even after he was done, he stayed kneeling, letting the older boy recover before hauling him up to kiss, licking the extra from the side of his mouth. Ed opened easily, eager for a true kiss. He had to lean up on his tiptoes and balance against the white chest to get it, but while his body was stretched out, strong hands gripped his hip and erection, pulling firmly, dragging him to the edge. “Beg for it.”

“Yes, please, there.” Soft moans grew in volume until the room echoed. Green hair tangled with his as they kissed and the hand moved faster, thumb flicking the head and massaging the base. Two fingers slipped down and pressed just behind his sack and he came, spurting against the wall, and collapsed against his lover. He was held up easily and lifted out to sit on the floor and be dried off roughly.

A wet foot prodded him lightly. “Get up. I’m hungry.” Envy dried himself briskly. “And get dressed. I don’t want to look at you wandering around in your underwear tonight.” Ed blushed and pulled back, embarrassed and slightly hurt, but got up and obeyed quietly. He grumbled faintly on the stairs and stopped when he saw a tiny bundle on the kitchen floor.

“What’s that?” He nudged it with his foot and jumped back when it yawned; a black and white kitten unfurled itself and stretched. “Well, how did you get in? Better put you outside before Envy finds out, he’ll be pretty mad.” A gentle finger scratched under the fuzzy chin and he lifted it into his arms.

“Mad about what?” The blond cradled the kitten close and turned around, cringing around it a little.

“It was just in here, I’m taking it out right now. I have no idea where it came from.” He backed towards the door.

A casual grin. “Maybe you should ask your pest of a brother, he brought it.” Ed almost dropped the kitten in surprise.

“Al? Al’s, here? Now?” Gold eyes stretched wide and he trembled with excitement. “Where?” The sleepy cat slid to the floor to curl up again.

“How should I know? I was upstairs. Go look for him.” The boy was half out the door before he finished and green hair shook while he got a glass of juice. Supper was apparently on hold.

“Al! Where are… AL!!” He leapt and knocked his brother back onto his butt. “I can’t believe you’re here, how did you find us?”

“Brother! I’m so glad to see you! When you disappeared, we had no idea if you were safe or if they found you. Military personnel have been all over town, questioning everyone.” Ed pulled back and Al rushed to reassure him. “Don’t worry, we’re all fine. Nobody knows anything other than me and all I have to do is ignore them. And I didn't find you, he came and got me. I don’t even know where we are. Did you see the kitten? His name is Corky, I brought him as a birthday present.” He hugged his brother close, enjoying the heat from his body and soaking in his presence. “I really missed you.”

“I know. I missed you too. Corky is great, he’s a really nice cat. I’ll get him a bed and food dishes. Come help?” He stood and brushed himself off, then turned to the kitchen. A thought hit him. “Supper! Envy is going to kill me, he said he was hungry!” Uneven steps took him to the door quickly. “I’m so sorry, I’ll get supper started right away. Don’t be mad.” He skidded to a halt; Envy was making supper, his usual clothes replaced by a long sleeved shirt and pants.

“Come here.” Purple flashed and Ed gulped but moved forward. “You get one free pass, because it’s your birthday.” A quick kiss dropped on his forehead. “Now get out, I’m too busy to screw around with you.”

“Birthday?” Ed stood in front of his lover, mentally counting days. It was, wasn’t it? “Is that why, you brought Al? For my birthday?”

He was grunted at in annoyance. “No. I brought the boxes for your birthday; he was just there so I picked him up too. You were bitching about not having anything to do. Go open those, that’ll keep you busy.” The older boy didn't turn around. “And don’t make a mess. If I trip, you’re gonna get the beating of your life.”

Gold hair ducked. “Yes, Envy.” He hugged quick and bolted before he could be smacked, laughing softly. Al followed him, having watched the exchange closely.

The older blond tore into the boxes, dragging out books and papers, experimental equipment and chemicals. “Al, look at this stuff! I can set up an entire lab!” He beamed up, thrilled with his gift.

“Brother?” he looked up from his most recent box. “Are you, really happy here? I, heard stories about him. He’s dangerous, they said he was crazy. Do you, want to be here? You can come home, we’ll protect you! Roy will help, and I will, and” Cold fingers pressed to his lips.

“Shh, Al. I like it here, I stay because I want to. Envy, well, yeah, he is crazy sometimes, and unpredictable, but he’s also good to me. See? Look at this stuff, and I didn't even remember my birthday was coming up. Don’t worry about me, I’m ok. As long as the military doesn’t find us, we’ll be fine. And if they do, we’ll move. We can take care of ourselves. I still miss you though, I wish I could see you more often.” He looked down. “Maybe, when they stop looking for me, I can come visit a little. I’m sure Envy wouldn’t mind too much.”

“You keep saying that, ‘Envy’ this, ‘Envy’ that. Don’t you have any freedom? You’re acting like a slave!” Al’s voice rose in anger. Ed was impressed, his gentle brother had quite a temper.

“Don’t. I told you, I choose to be here, I choose to have him in charge of our lives. We get on well as we are, we don’t need to change anything. Leave it.” Gold flared at brown and clashed until the darker eyes looked away. “Thank you. We’re happy here. If I’m not, I’ll come back, alright? I swear.” Al examined his face and nodded. A quick hug and Ed was ready for supper. It was simple, pasta and bread with a plain meat sauce, but it was inhaled with great enthusiasm.

The brothers insisted on doing dishes and Envy went out to sit on the porch. The blond pair giggled and laughed, whispering to each other over the sink. They sparred briefly, teasing and playing in the grass, acting like children in their joy. When it was dark, they came in to find the darker haired boy sitting in the kitchen, waiting for them.

“Where were you?” He glared from brother to brother.

“Umm, we were outside, just playing. Really, we didn't mean to be so late.” Ed scooted over to sit in his lap, cuddling. “Please don’t be angry, it was my fault. I was just so excited; it won’t happen again.” Al stared and growled.

“Get up.” He stalked over and grabbed Ed’s arm to pull him away despite his clinging. “You don’t need to grovel to him. You aren’t a slave.” Envy’s teeth sharpened and his nose tilted up.

He stood and slunk over, hips swaying and a superior smirk on his face. “Are you so sure? Perhaps he does have to grovel to me; maybe he even likes it.” A slim hand brushed Ed’s face, purple eyes not leaving Al’s face. “I brought you as a gift but I can take you away too.” The same hand ran over Al’s cheek and he turned away. “Don’t forget who is in command here.”

“Envy, please. I’m sorry, he didn’t mean it.” Ed slid between them and looked up. “Please don’t send him away, I really want to see him. I’ll be good, I promise.” He edged closer and took the risk of hugging his partner. His nose nuzzled the pale neck and he pressed their bodies together. A pale hand landed on his head and he froze, waiting. Amethyst looked down on him and he was released.

“Do as you like. Come to bed in half an hour.” He turned and stalked off, leaving Ed leaning against a wall for support.

Al shuffled and he turned on him. “What were you thinking? Challenging him like that, after the things you heard, didn't you think that might be a bad idea? I don’t care if you don’t like him, get over it. He’ll be with me for the rest of our lives, so you have to deal with it.”

“Brother, I’m sorry. I just, I don’t want him to treat you badly.” Ed shook his head.

“How was he treating me badly? He didn't hit me or say anything nasty, he was gentle until you provoked him. And what if he hadn’t backed off? Hadn’t listened to me? If he hurt you, I would have to kill him and I wouldn’t survive that. Why can’t you understand that I need him?” Tears shivered at the edge of his voice and Al’s mouth opened, then closed again.

“I’m sorry. I, I won’t interfere again, ok? I don’t understand, but I’ll try to get along with him, if you want him so badly.” He looked up to see a quick smile and was engulfed in a tight hug.

“Thank you, Al.” The shorter blond buried his face in this brother’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, everything is ok.” Al smiled back and hugged him. “I gotta go, time for bed. See you in the morning. Love you.”

“Yeah, good night, love you too.” Brown eyes watched him bounce up the stairs towards his lover. ‘Well, if it makes you happy, Brother.’

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The room was dark when he walked in and a disembodied voice came to him. “Well, well, look who finally decided to come up. I thought I said half an hour.”

He stopped undressing and looked around until he made out the slim form by the window. “It’s only been twenty minutes. I thought I’d come up a little early.”

The slim back stiffened and the dark head turned to look over a slim shoulder at him. “Are you arguing with me?”

‘Oh shit, he’s really pissed.’ Ed hung his head, shaking his bangs in front of his eyes. “Of course not. I must have misjudged the time. I’m sorry.”

Silent footsteps brought Envy close and his breath fanned over the down-turned face. “Hmm, yes, you are a sorry little thing, aren’t you? I had planned to give you something, but I’ve changed my mind. I believe you need to be reminded of exactly where you belong.”

A small hand reached out and touched the white chest tentatively. “I belong with you, Envy, or wherever you send me. Please don’t send me away or punish me.”

“A sad beginning to the evening, not even a decent beg.” A bright smirk showed still slightly pointed teeth and Ed fought not to flinch back. “What should I do with you? I’d prefer you didn't bleed, those sheets look like they were just changed.” Ed nodded quickly, eager to agree to anything that didn't involve him bleeding. The scary grin widened. “Ah, perfect. I was going to let you choose a form tonight, but perhaps I’ll chose for you. Would you like that?” A deceptively gentle hand lifted his chin and fluttered over his cheek. The blond stayed silent and licked his lips. Envy would do as he pleased when he was in this kind of mood, regardless of what he said. “Nothing to say? As you like it. Strip.”

The muscles in his arm twitched but he obeyed, hoping it wouldn’t be too bad, someone at least reasonably attractive and neither Al. Forms shifted too rapidly for him to follow and settled on Envy’s original blond form. Ed knew his partner hated it, but he hated it more, and that was the point tonight. He raised his chin; he could do it, he’d done it before. A solid slap echoed in the room. “Don’t get snotty. On your knees.”

The blond dropped and slid the thick cock into his mouth, sucking eagerly. Large hands cupped his head and pushed him further down until his nose brushed the dark curls. He swallowed as best he could, working his throat around the thick flesh and using his tongue on what he could reach. Slow pumping forced him to relax more and he felt his response begin.

Envy pulled away and tugged him to his feet for a hard kiss, forcing his tongue into the shorter boy’s mouth, exploring it, tasting the salt from his shaft. Their groins rubbed, slick and hot, and the blond moaned into the dominating mouth and arched into the larger body. The older boy pulled back and grinned down at him, shoving him towards the bottle of oil. “Use lots, you’ll need it.” A shiver ran down Ed’s back; Envy never told him to use lots, he just let him use what he wanted.

A handful and he prepared himself, one finger at a time, positioning himself on his back with his legs bent to let his partner see clearly. By the time he had three in, he was panting and reaching with his free hand for the large body to fill him. It came, sliding down his to push against his entrance. More oil was poured on and spread as he was penetrated. A scream was muffled against his arm, fully aware that Al was in the other room across the hall.

Once he was fully seated, Envy leaned up and chuckled softly before changing. A brunette with wide shoulders and a thick, shorter erection, a redhead with a long, slimmer cock, a few people they knew; Roy, Maes, at which Ed choked and fought, Havoc, Fuery, the man from the grocery store in town. They were all different sizes, lengths, thicknesses, and Ed screamed until he was almost hoarse, having long given up on containing them. He wasn’t hurt, but the sudden changes were hard to take. He was over sensitized and his lover breathed on his chest and sent him into convulsions.

A soft laugh and his ear was nuzzled. “Ready? Now we can really start.” Gold eyes widened and he tried to pull back to beg but he was suddenly without air, a huge body covering him, a massive cock filling him, stretching him beyond his endurance. Tears flowed quickly and he sobbed. The change was reversed almost immediately. “See? You will take that from the beginning if you talk back to me again.” He kissed away the tears, licking at the trails and kissing gently. “But, you’ve been good and taken it well. You can choose now if you like. Or I can stay like this.” Wet eyes opened to see his original blond form above them.

A faint sniff and his body relaxed, unclenching to allow the older to move a bit. “You, I want you. Please.”

Gentle hands brushed his hair out of his eyes and soft lips kissed him. “As you like. Shh, we’re done.” White flashed in front of his eyes as his favored form moved at the perfect angle. The flat stomach pressed against his, trapping his flagging erection and stimulating it back to fullness. Warm breath passed over his ear and a soft tongue explored it, making the blond moan and arch. Slim hips rolled between his legs, nudging the sensitive skin of his sack and hitting the sweet spot, earning a quiet cry.

A grin was hidden in the soft blond hair and he rolled them suddenly to put Ed on top. A light push and he was on his knees, leaning back a little to get the angle he wanted. The younger boy moved slowly, tender but still eager. His flesh hand fell to his shaft, tugging firmly and moving his hips faster. Envy helped, his hands on the spread thighs, providing support and balance, one hand sliding down to cup and fondle the firm balls. Sharp little gasps started and he knew the smaller boy was close, his body tensing around him deliciously.

He moved his hands to the firm ass and kneaded, rubbing his thumbs over the stretched opening, touching himself as he moved. Tiny screams were coming fast and hard and he arched, shoving in deeply, hitting the sweet spot and Ed came, hard and thick, splashing over Envy’s chest, stomach, and face. A few more thrusts and he followed, pulling him down for a kiss, lazily licking the panting lips and flushed cheeks. Ed blushed brightly and licked his seed off his lover’s face, sharing with a slow kiss.

He curled down to cuddle, nestling against the hard body and fell asleep in minutes, mumbling sleepy thank yous for his gifts. Waking was not as pleasant, sharp pains running down his back. He tried to roll over to his side and froze, shivers of pain centering over his lower back.

Soft panting drew his eyes as far to the side as they would turn. His lover, the cause of his pain, was spread out beside him, just out of reach, legs spread, hand moving smoothly on the swollen erection. The flesh hand reached but was just too short, close enough to feel the heat of his skin but not to touch. He moaned; this wasn’t fair! He’d taken his punishment, deserved or otherwise, and this wasn’t fair. He couldn’t even move his hips enough to touch himself, and the sheets didn’t provide anything other than teasing. He buried his head in the pillow and whimpered and amethyst eyes laughed at him, taunting him. “Envy!”

“Good morning, my pet. Sore?” One slim finger trailed down his chest and gold eyes followed it helplessly. “Would you like something?” More whimpering. “Well, I’ll just leave you be then. Aren’t I kind?” He laughed cheerfully at the groan and stroked faster, watching bright eyes watch him.

The blond wriggled a bit, trying to find a comfortable position, wincing as he moved his hips. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the erotic picture; white skin, pale hands moving over the slim, strong body, the arch of slender hips, mouth open in little pants. His eyes almost crossed when the older boy came, his entire body tensing off the bed in pleasure. Slim fingers were licked clean, purple eyes not leaving gold. “Please.”

Green hair swung as he rolled to kneel, delicate hands running over the tense back. One motion and Ed was on his back, thighs spread and balanced on Envy’s. A faint cry but the pressure was on his legs, not his rear, and his back was stretched a bit, loosening tense muscles. Hot air ghosted over swollen skin. “Please what?”

Ed’s moans were loud, begging with every sound. “Please touch me, suck me, anything, please.” Wet engulfed him and he arched, or tried to, firm hands kept him still. His hands tangled in the wild hair, pressing for more. He was swallowed to the base, the sharp nose ruffling soft curls while the blond gasped and cried. A light flick of the tongue and he fell, twisting and fighting the restraining hands while he yelled his completion.

He was wiped clean and turned onto his stomach again. He flinched when the blanket was tossed over his waist but smiled anyways when his lover crouched down beside him. “Hi. I’m glad you’re home. I‘d like to stay in bed today, if that’s alright. Kinda sore.” Sweet, gentle lips covered his and he relaxed, safe and adored.

Al stayed in his room until he heard movement in the kitchen and went down to see his brother. He’d heard the screaming, how could he not?, and had spent the night worrying. He had major doubts, even if Ed said it was alright. “Brother, are you” He stopped in the door and stared at the slim white back facing him.

“He’s resting. Had a hard night.” A catty grin was tossed over a shoulder. “You can go see him, if you like.” The blond stared and bolted upstairs, calling for his brother.

“Geez, be quiet, ok? I’m fine, just a little stiff today.” A content grin did more to alleviate concern than his words. “Come sit. Oh, can you get Corky? He needs to be fed too.”

“Sure, I’ll be right back.” The kitten bounced lightly on the bed and immediately ran over to investigate the long blond hair scattered on the pillow. “Are you..?”

“I’m fine, feel pretty good, really. Just a little stiff, like I said. I’ll be perfect by tonight. Did you see Envy?” Al nodded and looked away. “What? Did you two argue again?”

“No, nothing like that. It’s nothing, as long as you’re happy, everything is fine.” The topic turned to the types of experiments Ed would like to set up. Al agreed to help him make a lab in the evening, if he felt up to it. Lunch was on the counter when Al went down to make it and they spent the afternoon chatting and eventually went for a walk. Ed made supper and Al was surprised at how good he’d gotten; not only was it edible, but it looked it too. And nothing blew up, which was perhaps more of a miracle than the quality. The oldest wandered in and out, petting his blond on the way by but didn't say anything.

The lab was up in minutes, three rooms, double reinforced walls, almost as big as the house. Envy watched from the roof and mocked their efforts but came down to carry boxes in, complaining about weak, useless brats. Ed pounced once the last box was in, wrapping a metal arm around the small waist and resting his flesh one against the solid chest. He looked up, adoration clear. “Thank you. It’s beautiful, thank you so much.”

“Will you stop whining about nothing to do here now?” The harsh words were offset with a gentle finger smoothing an eyebrow. The blond nodded happily and was patted and sent off to set up his equipment. Al watched and thought he might finally understand.

“Brother?” Ed hummed at him from a table top where he sorted texts and put them away on the high shelves. He planned a ladder to get them eventually but there were too many to be climbing up and down all the time. “Brother, pay attention.” Gold turned from the books to him in question. “You love him.” The suddenly red face nodded. “I think he loves you too, if strangely.”

Ed shook his head. “I, ah, don’t think homunculi can love, Al. He likes me, that’s enough.” A sad smile and he turned back to his shelving.

“But, you said he USED to be a homunculus, so maybe he can.” Al studied the stiff back. “Yes, I’m sure he does. I’m glad, you deserve to be happy, Brother.” His feet shifted. “When I go home, I, well, I don’t know when I’ll see you again. I’ll write, ok? Will you write to me?”

“What? Of course I will! Don’t worry, I’ll see you again, not too long, I promise. We just have to be careful for a while, but we’ll think of something.” He hopped off the table to hug his brother. “I love you, I’ll never give you up.”

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The week passed quickly, filled with laughter and alchemic explosions as the brothers sparred and exercised their talents. Ed missed that the most of his old life, after his brother, of course, the chance to practice alchemy whenever he wanted. Envy preferred if he didn’t, because he couldn’t do it. Finally, Al announced he had to go back, Winry was waiting anxiously for him. Ed clung until Envy dragged him off and set him on the porch with instructions not to budge. He made a move to disobey but the explicit threat that followed made his ears burn and Al’s eyes widen in shock; those things shouldn’t even be possible!

The blond opted to stay on the porch, waving like crazy until Al thought he’d fall off. Envy set a hard pace and they were in a town in an hour, setting up a train to take Al back to Central. Their truce lasted, filled mostly of silence but the occasional question was asked and answered, the odd comment made. The whistle blew and they stood looking at each other, awkward with nothing to say. At least Al felt awkward, the other boy just stood and watched him, face blank.

“Take care of him. Keep him happy.” They stared at each other for another second and Al walked off, boarding the train. When he looked back, the brunette was gone, vanished as if he’d never existed. The blond shoved his hands into his pockets and encountered a piece of paper. He unfolded it to find a box address in a nearby town, obviously meant for letters. A quick grin. ‘Yeah, Brother, he loves you.’

Ed was still on the porch when Envy got back, sitting with his feet dangling. He looked up and waved. The taller man went to sit beside him and was cuddled, a blond head ducking under his arm to rest on his shoulder. “Love you.”

The smaller man found himself hauled into strong arms and straddled his lover. “Don’t be weird. I’m hungry, get moving.” The arms didn't let go, holding him firmly and Ed snuggled in, thrilled with the affection.

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Months passed, interspersed with the odd explosion. The first had been the most spectacular. One room was demolished and the second had all the books knocked off the shelves and any glass was shattered. Envy came running from wherever he’d been as Ed stumbled out, coughing and holding his arm.

“What the fuck, runt?” He stood taking in the damage and smoke as the blond grinned at him and shrugged.

“Didn’t work. Next time.” He started coughing and Envy noticed the blood running down his hand to drip from his fingers. “I think I need a bath.” He stumbled and righted himself, walking in a weaving line for the house. Purple eyes rolled and he was swept off his feet and carried in, his clothes removed, and settled into the empty tub. It filled quickly while Envy wrapped his arm. “Thanks. I’ll get it next time. I’ll have to go over the array again, but I think I had too strong an emphasis on heat and oxygen. If I balance them out, I can” A pale hand over his mouth made him stop.

“Look, shrimp, I don’t care. You are mine and as such, if you bleed, I better be causing it, got that?” Gold looked down and the tanned chin was forced up. “We’ll redo the place, make the walls thicker and at least contain it more. If I can get through it in three hits or less, it’s not thick enough.”

A gasp and pink lips worked frantically. “What? No! You’ll tear anything I make down, I’ll never get back to work! That’s not fair!”

A negligent shrug. “Life’s not fair, deal with it. And are you talking back to me?” The blond chewed on his lip and thought about it. Finally, he shook his head. “Good. Come on, bed time.”

“But, but it’s the middle of the day! I can get everything cleaned up and start fixing things and what about supper?” A dark brow arched and he was leered at. “Or, we could just go to bed.” The metal arm reached up and he was lifted carefully out only to be thrown on the bed and squished under the older boy’s full weight. He laughed and held him close, smelling sweat, sun, and the sweet undertone that was his lover’s own.

They kissed, lips open, tongues dipping into the other’s mouth, exploring and tasting. Familiar territory but always a bit new, something to be treasured and enjoyed. White fingers hooked in the top of Ed’s shirt and he shivered when the flat edge of a blade slid down his chest, the shirt ripping away easily. The blond copied the movement and the tight clothes obligingly disappeared when he tugged. The pale chest gleamed in the mid-afternoon sunlight and he licked his lips, eyes glazed. Auto-mail touched the soft nipples and they perked immediately, eager for attention. It was given with wet licks and gentle sucks until the perfect body above his arched down for more; his teeth attacked and gasps caught in the white throat.

That slim column drew his attention and he nipped at it as well, suckling to leave a mark. Moans made his eyes roll and his hair was gripped to pull his head back for a ravenous kiss, teeth and tongue attacking his lips. They moved to his ear and behind, the sensitive spot making him cry and arc up. Further down to his neck and shoulders, small red spots marking his progress as he moved further to nuzzle the wide chest.

Skin darker than his own shifted and jerked under Envy’s tongue and groans made him smile. A sharp bite earned him a gasp and a lick got a scream. Mismatched hands were on his shoulders, trying to push him down more but he stopped at the navel, laving but not moving. Ed tried to press up against him but the taller man shifted up to his knees and refused him contact. A few minutes and the impatient boy was begging, pleading for release, pressure, contact, anything.

Oil slicked slim fingers and pushed in, spreading the younger man, stretching him and teasing around the sweet spot, never quite touching. He laughed at the agony on the beautiful face and nudged himself in, nibbling on an enchanting ear. ‘When did the brat get so perfect?’

Long strokes and the blond screamed and came, jerking in the white hand. Licks at his lips encouraged them open and the tongue slid in while the thrusts got stronger and shorter, burying his erection in his lover until he shivered and pumped heat into him. They lay together until Ed started wiggling, shoving at him frantically. “What’s your problem? Stay still.”

“I can’t, my arm hurts! Ah, it’s bleeding again. Fuck. I just changed these too.” Green hair spread as he laughed; Ed glared and he laughed harder, until he was gasping for breath and his sides hurt.

The blond tried to get up and he grabbed his waist and pulled him back. “If I knew what love was, I’d love you.” He continued laughing, ignoring the shocked look on Ed’s face.

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Autumn brought light showers, warm rains before the colder season. Envy had taken to making one official trip every two months to send and retrieve letters; he also snuck out and went at least once a month and surprised Ed with extra letters and little gifts. They were always received with great joy and affection, laughing gold eyes looking up at him making the effort worthwhile.

He came jogging up the path from one such trip and stopped to watch the blond playing in the rain. He was twirling around, arms spread, head back, eyes closed. His hair was growing again, soon it would be at his shoulders again and Envy had already decided to let him decide if he wanted it cut. The older man backed up and went around the other side to jump up to the roof. He sat and watched, enjoying a moment of voyeurism.

Suddenly, Ed turned and looked up at him, grinning. His arms reached up, spread for him to jump down into, eyes bright, face open, letting his love show freely. A reluctant smile tugged at thin lips and he jumped, landing softly within the circle of arms to be clasped tightly and hug back.

This was definitely what home felt like.





A/N: A bit strange, for me, I’ve only written Roy/Ed and have never written anything with Envy in it at all. But, I think it worked out ok. So, yeah. That’s it, all done. Somehow, I started this fic and became obsessed with it, barely writing anything else. I will now return to the ones I’m supposed to be writing. Hopefully. If I don’t get distracted. I hope you enjoyed it.

(1) Lie, lie goddamn it. But, it’ll be true here. I suppose. I can’t believe I’m writing a travesty like this. *L*