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Chapter 4 (Complete)
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Title: Blind Date
Pairing: RoyxEd and hints of RizaxWinry
Rating: NC17 overall (language and graphic sex... yay!)
Timeline: None- AU
Summary: When Roy Mustang, an egotistical man-whore, and Ed Elric, a temperamental teen, are set up on a blind date by well-meaning friends, anything can happen.
AN: Last time- Ed showed Roy some parking garage fun...
Blind Date
Chapter 4
They barely made it into Roy\'s apartment.
Then again, it was a miracle they made it there at all, in one piece.
*****
They hadn’t said a word to each other during the entire car ride. Roy could hardly keep his eyes on the road as he snuck glances at Ed out of the corner of his eye. The teen cast a nonchalant gaze out of the car window as his left hand rested high on his inner upper thigh, next to what Roy could only describe as an incredibly protruding bulge most disproportionate to the teen’s small frame.
He was already hard again, and painfully so. Roy wanted to fuck Ed so badly that it literally hurt, and he considered, more than once, pulling over somewhere secluded and doing just that. When he imagined how tight and wet that mouth had been wrapped around him, and how much tighter and wetter it would be to fuck his ass…
His foot involuntarily pressed down on the gas pedal and he had to make a conscious effort to slow down… which wasn’t really working very well.
Almost there, he thought, trying to hold out….
*****
Ed was so fucking horny that he thought he would come all over himself any second. Back in the parking garage, it was all he could do to stop himself from whipping it out and jerking himself off while he was going down on Roy. But what had turned him on even more than doing himself was the fact that the man had been absolute putty in his hands… well, his mouth.
He had a feeling that Roy Mustang wasn’t used to being handled the way Ed had handled him. He didn’t have a lot of experience, but he knew the type. Guys like Roy delighted in being on top of things, no matter the situation, never realizing until it was too late that they had actually been topped themselves. He thought about the way Roy had tried to force himself deeper into his mouth, moaning for Ed to suck him off…
His cock throbbed achingly against the restricting tight black leather of his pants.
Just a little bit longer, he had thought as Roy drove… and was it just him or had the man actually sped up?
*****
Ed had just managed to step into the apartment before Roy was on him, pushing the door closed behind him and slamming his back against the door. Roy leaned in to kiss him, but Ed coyly turned his face away before their lips touched, offering his neck instead.
Slightly miffed but taking what he could get (and making a mental note to hold it against him later), Roy dove forward and began licking and sucking greedily on Ed’s neck, taking in the taste and smell of him. He felt, rather than heard, a small ghost of a moan escape him and knew he was on the right track...
… although he let out a loud, shuddering groan of his own when Ed pressed his cock against Roy’s upper thigh and began to gyrate against him with cruel, teasing slowness.
Ah, fuck! he thought, grabbing the teen’s taut ass in both hands and grinding even harder against him. Roy thought if he wasn’t careful, he would come just by that friction alone. That was the last thing he wanted to do after giving in so easily before.
Deciding to take control and redeem himself after his parking garage performance, Roy pulled away from Ed’s neck and unzipped his pants. He didn’t even realize he was holding his breath as he pulled everything down in one swift motion and exhaled in surprise.
Ed’s cock stood beyond attention, grateful to be freed from its prison of clothing. To Roy’s delight, it was definitely bigger than Ed’s stature would have had him believe. And it was wet, dear God, it was so fucking wet. Roy’s own erection twitched angrily, demanding to be let out to join it.
But first, some serious payback was in order.
Roy tore his eyes away from Ed’s cock and looked up into his eyes. The boy’s fire amber gaze watched him carefully, appraising him, almost daring him to go on. Even now, with his pants pooled around his ankles and his cock throbbing in mid-air, the kid showed some fucking amazing hubris. It made Roy want to own him all the more.
He dropped to his knees and slowly lapped at the tip of him. Ed didn’t make a sound, but Roy felt his hips jerk slightly forward at the sensation. He did it again, flattening his tongue against the tip and running it slowly across the slit, licking up the salty fluid in the process. He heard a small gasp overhead and smiled to himself.
Taking Ed firmly in his left hand, Roy slid the tip of Ed’s cock into his mouth and began to suck on it slowly, using his tongue to massage the underside. He was rewarded with a very audible gasp and held back the urge to smile around him.
Roy brought his arms around Ed’s waist and grabbed onto his ass again. Gripping him tightly- fuck if the kid didn’t have one of the nicest asses Roy had ever touched- Roy lowered his mouth as far as it would go, until his lips were being tickled by a patch of blond public hair. Much, much to Roy’s egotistical pleasure, Ed cried out loudly and grabbed two handfuls of Roy’s fine, black hair, thrusting his hips into the man’s face to drive himself in even deeper.
Roy began repeatedly ramming Ed’s cock into his mouth as far as it would go, relaxing his throat and taking him in, all the way in, with every single thrust. Ed cried out again and Roy did smile, as much as was possible with a cock in his mouth, as Ed came. And came. And came even more. Roy swallowed quickly, almost in self-defense; the kid was coming so much that he would have otherwise drowned in it.
Gasping for air, Ed collapsed forward, falling across Roy’s back. Roy released Ed from his mouth and wrapped his arms around the teen’s lower back… not really sure why he was doing it, but just feeling as if it was the thing to do. It felt good. It felt… right.
But be that as it may, he couldn’t help but to gloat just a little bit at the body draped across him, breathing harshly in recovery.
“I guess that makes us even,” he muttered with a smirk into Ed’s hip.
The last sound he expected to hear, in the midst of all that breathlessness, was grinning.
Ed was grinning.
Under the present circumstances, Roy realized that there was no way that could be a good thing.
“You think so?” came the raspy reply from above him.
And once again, before Roy could offer a reply, Ed attacked, pushing him to the ground and freeing his own forgotten cock in record time.
*****
Smug fucker… ouch.
Ed hissed loudly as he stopped easing himself onto Roy’s cock long enough to adjust to his girth. Roy had insisted Ed use lube, but the teen refused, instead relying on Roy’s precum and his own saliva to do the trick.
With a look of grim, stubborn determination, Ed closed his eyes and took in the rest of Roy’s length, adjusting to the feel of him, inside of him, filling him…
“Are you okay?” Roy asked.
He opened his eyes to Roy’s genuinely concerned face, those dark black eyes showing the first true bit of emotion Ed had seen all evening. He was just so fucking gorgeous… when he wasn’t being a prick.
“Yeah,” he responded. And to prove it, he began to roll his hips against Roy’s, driving the man’s cock deeper inside of him with each pass….
*****
Fuck.
FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK.
He was going to have rug burn on his ass tomorrow for sure. But that vaguely random thought was immediately pushed to the side by the tight wetness that had him in its grip.
Roy opened his eyes and stared up at Ed, whose eyes were half-closed in rapture. A pink blush colored his cheeks and loose locks of long blond hair cradled his face. He was just so fucking beautiful… when he wasn’t being a shit.
He reached out for Ed’s cock, which was already hard again, but Ed slapped his hand away.
They would have to discuss this hand slapping business in detail a little bit later.
Instead, Roy settled on grabbing Ed’s hips, guiding him up and down, and back and forth across his cock, pushing his hips upward and delighting in the gasps of pleasure that escaped Ed with each thrust.
He clenched his teeth, trying to prolong the inevitable, but God, it just felt so fucking good inside of Ed that he didn’t know if he could hold it in much longer and goddamnit all, he didn’t want to come so soon but he was just so fucking tight and wet and feeling himself slide in and out of that tight wetness and the sight of him riding his cock really was more than he could bear and.. shit!
Guiding Ed to a quick stop, Roy sucked in his breath and grunted, feeling himself on the precipice and trying like hell to settle down before it was too late. Because his eyes were closed in concentration, he didn’t see what Ed was doing in preparation for what he had planned next, gazing down at him with a lustfully lecherous smile and leaning back, way back, getting ready to….
“AHHH!!”
Roy’s eyes snapped open and his muscles clenched in surprised pleasure as Ed’s finger entered him, wasting no time in its probing. He spread his legs to give him better access and immediately hated himself for doing it but fuck if he didn’t love the way it felt having Ed’s finger inside of him and wondering maybe, possibly he would like to have more than just that-
Roy bucked upward into Ed, so hard that his back arched completely off the ground, and then back down into Ed’s finger, pushing back against it so that it brushed against his prostate and that was all it took for him to come again, crying out at the top of his lungs and not giving a good god damn about holding it in and saving face but just riding the wave of unbearable pleasure that took over his body, causing him to shudder and tremble long after his cock had nothing left to give.
He finally collapsed against the ground, his mouth hanging wide open, his eyes all but rolling into the back of his head. He was vaguely aware of wetness on his stomach and lifted his heavy head to see that Ed had finished after all and was now staring down at him, basking him in that fiery gaze… those eyes….
Fuck you, Debbie Gibson.
Roy began to grin, delirious from the afterglow.
“What’s so funny?” Ed asked, tilting his head and frowning in confusion.
“Nothing,” Roy said, shaking his head. He reached up and tucked the runaway strands of Ed’s hair behind his ears, cupping his face in his hands when he was done.
“Are you staying?” he asked softly.
“Of course,” Ed replied with a shrewd smile. “I’ve got to give you a chance to redeem yourself, after all.”
The little shit.
*****
But Roy did not redeem himself. At least not that night.
Instead, they ordered a pizza and watched bad movies. And then they played checkers; Ed won. They played chess; Ed won. They played heads up poker; Ed won. They finally played Monopoly; Roy cheated. Big time.
And in the midst of it all, they talked, learning more about one another in hours than most do over a span of years. Amazing how quickly and deeply two people can connect when they finally let down their stubborn guard...
One thing Roy had been able to outlast Ed on was staying awake; the teen had finally fallen asleep on the couch at three in the morning while Roy was regaling him with one of many stories of his awesomeness. Instead of being annoyed, Roy fetched him a blanket and covered him up. He was going to go to his own bed, but after taking one look at Ed’s sleeping face, decided instead to curl up on the floor next to the couch, stopping just short of admitting to himself that he was doing so because he wanted to remain next to him.
He soon regretted this decision an hour later after Ed stepped on him while getting off the couch to go to the bathroom.
The next thing Roy remembered was waking up later that morning to the sleeping teen lying next to him on the floor with an arm draped across his chest. His back was killing him, he had to go to the bathroom, and he had rug burn on his ass.
But at that moment, he wouldn’t have moved for anything in the world.
*****
“You didn’t have to walk me to the door,” Ed said.
“Of course, I did. It’s a date, after all,” Roy informed him.
Ed snorted. “Some date. We argue, almost come to blows… then… come to a blow, then fuck, and then get to know each other. Seems kinda backwards.”
Roy shrugged. “Whatever works. I’ll see you at six?”
“Yeah. And I’m paying this time.”
Roy sighed.
“Fine,” he relented.
Ed reached up and grabbed Roy’s shirt, pulling him down for a kiss.
Their first.
It was tender, soft, and sweet. It was perfect. Ed locked his arms around Roy’s neck and pulled him back against the door, moaning into his lips….
“Awwwwwwww!!!”
The two men parted, interrupted by the muted cry of adoration from the other side of the door. They both glanced at the peephole and waved at their audience.
“Good morning, Winry,” Roy called out. “Call me later, Riza.”
“Sure thing.”
“I’ll see you tonight,” Roy said, leaving Ed to fend for himself against two very nosy lesbians.
*****
Roy got into his car. After sneaking a secretive glance around the parking garage, he opened his CD stash and pulled out a case bearing the image of a hard rocking hair band. But the disc inside was anything but…
“I get lost… in your eyes… and I feeeeeeeel… my spirits rise….”
He pulled out of the garage in his (pretentious cockmobile???) and turned onto the road to home, letting Debbie serenade him as he thought about the incredible whirlwind that had been his first blind date with Ed.
Roy Mustang did not give in.
He didn’t chase.
He didn’t compromise.
He didn’t beg for it.
He didn’t bottom (although he hadn’t. Technically…. Yet.)
He didn’t cuddle.
And he didn’t fall in love. Ever.
But maybe…
*****
… it was about time that I did.
The End
Title: Blind Date
Pairing: RoyxEd and hints of RizaxWinry
Rating: NC17 overall (language and graphic sex... yay!)
Timeline: None- AU
Summary: When Roy Mustang, an egotistical man-whore, and Ed Elric, a temperamental teen, are set up on a blind date by well-meaning friends, anything can happen.
AN: Last time- Ed showed Roy some parking garage fun...
Blind Date
Chapter 4
They barely made it into Roy\'s apartment.
Then again, it was a miracle they made it there at all, in one piece.
*****
They hadn’t said a word to each other during the entire car ride. Roy could hardly keep his eyes on the road as he snuck glances at Ed out of the corner of his eye. The teen cast a nonchalant gaze out of the car window as his left hand rested high on his inner upper thigh, next to what Roy could only describe as an incredibly protruding bulge most disproportionate to the teen’s small frame.
He was already hard again, and painfully so. Roy wanted to fuck Ed so badly that it literally hurt, and he considered, more than once, pulling over somewhere secluded and doing just that. When he imagined how tight and wet that mouth had been wrapped around him, and how much tighter and wetter it would be to fuck his ass…
His foot involuntarily pressed down on the gas pedal and he had to make a conscious effort to slow down… which wasn’t really working very well.
Almost there, he thought, trying to hold out….
*****
Ed was so fucking horny that he thought he would come all over himself any second. Back in the parking garage, it was all he could do to stop himself from whipping it out and jerking himself off while he was going down on Roy. But what had turned him on even more than doing himself was the fact that the man had been absolute putty in his hands… well, his mouth.
He had a feeling that Roy Mustang wasn’t used to being handled the way Ed had handled him. He didn’t have a lot of experience, but he knew the type. Guys like Roy delighted in being on top of things, no matter the situation, never realizing until it was too late that they had actually been topped themselves. He thought about the way Roy had tried to force himself deeper into his mouth, moaning for Ed to suck him off…
His cock throbbed achingly against the restricting tight black leather of his pants.
Just a little bit longer, he had thought as Roy drove… and was it just him or had the man actually sped up?
*****
Ed had just managed to step into the apartment before Roy was on him, pushing the door closed behind him and slamming his back against the door. Roy leaned in to kiss him, but Ed coyly turned his face away before their lips touched, offering his neck instead.
Slightly miffed but taking what he could get (and making a mental note to hold it against him later), Roy dove forward and began licking and sucking greedily on Ed’s neck, taking in the taste and smell of him. He felt, rather than heard, a small ghost of a moan escape him and knew he was on the right track...
… although he let out a loud, shuddering groan of his own when Ed pressed his cock against Roy’s upper thigh and began to gyrate against him with cruel, teasing slowness.
Ah, fuck! he thought, grabbing the teen’s taut ass in both hands and grinding even harder against him. Roy thought if he wasn’t careful, he would come just by that friction alone. That was the last thing he wanted to do after giving in so easily before.
Deciding to take control and redeem himself after his parking garage performance, Roy pulled away from Ed’s neck and unzipped his pants. He didn’t even realize he was holding his breath as he pulled everything down in one swift motion and exhaled in surprise.
Ed’s cock stood beyond attention, grateful to be freed from its prison of clothing. To Roy’s delight, it was definitely bigger than Ed’s stature would have had him believe. And it was wet, dear God, it was so fucking wet. Roy’s own erection twitched angrily, demanding to be let out to join it.
But first, some serious payback was in order.
Roy tore his eyes away from Ed’s cock and looked up into his eyes. The boy’s fire amber gaze watched him carefully, appraising him, almost daring him to go on. Even now, with his pants pooled around his ankles and his cock throbbing in mid-air, the kid showed some fucking amazing hubris. It made Roy want to own him all the more.
He dropped to his knees and slowly lapped at the tip of him. Ed didn’t make a sound, but Roy felt his hips jerk slightly forward at the sensation. He did it again, flattening his tongue against the tip and running it slowly across the slit, licking up the salty fluid in the process. He heard a small gasp overhead and smiled to himself.
Taking Ed firmly in his left hand, Roy slid the tip of Ed’s cock into his mouth and began to suck on it slowly, using his tongue to massage the underside. He was rewarded with a very audible gasp and held back the urge to smile around him.
Roy brought his arms around Ed’s waist and grabbed onto his ass again. Gripping him tightly- fuck if the kid didn’t have one of the nicest asses Roy had ever touched- Roy lowered his mouth as far as it would go, until his lips were being tickled by a patch of blond public hair. Much, much to Roy’s egotistical pleasure, Ed cried out loudly and grabbed two handfuls of Roy’s fine, black hair, thrusting his hips into the man’s face to drive himself in even deeper.
Roy began repeatedly ramming Ed’s cock into his mouth as far as it would go, relaxing his throat and taking him in, all the way in, with every single thrust. Ed cried out again and Roy did smile, as much as was possible with a cock in his mouth, as Ed came. And came. And came even more. Roy swallowed quickly, almost in self-defense; the kid was coming so much that he would have otherwise drowned in it.
Gasping for air, Ed collapsed forward, falling across Roy’s back. Roy released Ed from his mouth and wrapped his arms around the teen’s lower back… not really sure why he was doing it, but just feeling as if it was the thing to do. It felt good. It felt… right.
But be that as it may, he couldn’t help but to gloat just a little bit at the body draped across him, breathing harshly in recovery.
“I guess that makes us even,” he muttered with a smirk into Ed’s hip.
The last sound he expected to hear, in the midst of all that breathlessness, was grinning.
Ed was grinning.
Under the present circumstances, Roy realized that there was no way that could be a good thing.
“You think so?” came the raspy reply from above him.
And once again, before Roy could offer a reply, Ed attacked, pushing him to the ground and freeing his own forgotten cock in record time.
*****
Smug fucker… ouch.
Ed hissed loudly as he stopped easing himself onto Roy’s cock long enough to adjust to his girth. Roy had insisted Ed use lube, but the teen refused, instead relying on Roy’s precum and his own saliva to do the trick.
With a look of grim, stubborn determination, Ed closed his eyes and took in the rest of Roy’s length, adjusting to the feel of him, inside of him, filling him…
“Are you okay?” Roy asked.
He opened his eyes to Roy’s genuinely concerned face, those dark black eyes showing the first true bit of emotion Ed had seen all evening. He was just so fucking gorgeous… when he wasn’t being a prick.
“Yeah,” he responded. And to prove it, he began to roll his hips against Roy’s, driving the man’s cock deeper inside of him with each pass….
*****
Fuck.
FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK.
He was going to have rug burn on his ass tomorrow for sure. But that vaguely random thought was immediately pushed to the side by the tight wetness that had him in its grip.
Roy opened his eyes and stared up at Ed, whose eyes were half-closed in rapture. A pink blush colored his cheeks and loose locks of long blond hair cradled his face. He was just so fucking beautiful… when he wasn’t being a shit.
He reached out for Ed’s cock, which was already hard again, but Ed slapped his hand away.
They would have to discuss this hand slapping business in detail a little bit later.
Instead, Roy settled on grabbing Ed’s hips, guiding him up and down, and back and forth across his cock, pushing his hips upward and delighting in the gasps of pleasure that escaped Ed with each thrust.
He clenched his teeth, trying to prolong the inevitable, but God, it just felt so fucking good inside of Ed that he didn’t know if he could hold it in much longer and goddamnit all, he didn’t want to come so soon but he was just so fucking tight and wet and feeling himself slide in and out of that tight wetness and the sight of him riding his cock really was more than he could bear and.. shit!
Guiding Ed to a quick stop, Roy sucked in his breath and grunted, feeling himself on the precipice and trying like hell to settle down before it was too late. Because his eyes were closed in concentration, he didn’t see what Ed was doing in preparation for what he had planned next, gazing down at him with a lustfully lecherous smile and leaning back, way back, getting ready to….
“AHHH!!”
Roy’s eyes snapped open and his muscles clenched in surprised pleasure as Ed’s finger entered him, wasting no time in its probing. He spread his legs to give him better access and immediately hated himself for doing it but fuck if he didn’t love the way it felt having Ed’s finger inside of him and wondering maybe, possibly he would like to have more than just that-
Roy bucked upward into Ed, so hard that his back arched completely off the ground, and then back down into Ed’s finger, pushing back against it so that it brushed against his prostate and that was all it took for him to come again, crying out at the top of his lungs and not giving a good god damn about holding it in and saving face but just riding the wave of unbearable pleasure that took over his body, causing him to shudder and tremble long after his cock had nothing left to give.
He finally collapsed against the ground, his mouth hanging wide open, his eyes all but rolling into the back of his head. He was vaguely aware of wetness on his stomach and lifted his heavy head to see that Ed had finished after all and was now staring down at him, basking him in that fiery gaze… those eyes….
Fuck you, Debbie Gibson.
Roy began to grin, delirious from the afterglow.
“What’s so funny?” Ed asked, tilting his head and frowning in confusion.
“Nothing,” Roy said, shaking his head. He reached up and tucked the runaway strands of Ed’s hair behind his ears, cupping his face in his hands when he was done.
“Are you staying?” he asked softly.
“Of course,” Ed replied with a shrewd smile. “I’ve got to give you a chance to redeem yourself, after all.”
The little shit.
*****
But Roy did not redeem himself. At least not that night.
Instead, they ordered a pizza and watched bad movies. And then they played checkers; Ed won. They played chess; Ed won. They played heads up poker; Ed won. They finally played Monopoly; Roy cheated. Big time.
And in the midst of it all, they talked, learning more about one another in hours than most do over a span of years. Amazing how quickly and deeply two people can connect when they finally let down their stubborn guard...
One thing Roy had been able to outlast Ed on was staying awake; the teen had finally fallen asleep on the couch at three in the morning while Roy was regaling him with one of many stories of his awesomeness. Instead of being annoyed, Roy fetched him a blanket and covered him up. He was going to go to his own bed, but after taking one look at Ed’s sleeping face, decided instead to curl up on the floor next to the couch, stopping just short of admitting to himself that he was doing so because he wanted to remain next to him.
He soon regretted this decision an hour later after Ed stepped on him while getting off the couch to go to the bathroom.
The next thing Roy remembered was waking up later that morning to the sleeping teen lying next to him on the floor with an arm draped across his chest. His back was killing him, he had to go to the bathroom, and he had rug burn on his ass.
But at that moment, he wouldn’t have moved for anything in the world.
*****
“You didn’t have to walk me to the door,” Ed said.
“Of course, I did. It’s a date, after all,” Roy informed him.
Ed snorted. “Some date. We argue, almost come to blows… then… come to a blow, then fuck, and then get to know each other. Seems kinda backwards.”
Roy shrugged. “Whatever works. I’ll see you at six?”
“Yeah. And I’m paying this time.”
Roy sighed.
“Fine,” he relented.
Ed reached up and grabbed Roy’s shirt, pulling him down for a kiss.
Their first.
It was tender, soft, and sweet. It was perfect. Ed locked his arms around Roy’s neck and pulled him back against the door, moaning into his lips….
“Awwwwwwww!!!”
The two men parted, interrupted by the muted cry of adoration from the other side of the door. They both glanced at the peephole and waved at their audience.
“Good morning, Winry,” Roy called out. “Call me later, Riza.”
“Sure thing.”
“I’ll see you tonight,” Roy said, leaving Ed to fend for himself against two very nosy lesbians.
*****
Roy got into his car. After sneaking a secretive glance around the parking garage, he opened his CD stash and pulled out a case bearing the image of a hard rocking hair band. But the disc inside was anything but…
“I get lost… in your eyes… and I feeeeeeeel… my spirits rise….”
He pulled out of the garage in his (pretentious cockmobile???) and turned onto the road to home, letting Debbie serenade him as he thought about the incredible whirlwind that had been his first blind date with Ed.
Roy Mustang did not give in.
He didn’t chase.
He didn’t compromise.
He didn’t beg for it.
He didn’t bottom (although he hadn’t. Technically…. Yet.)
He didn’t cuddle.
And he didn’t fall in love. Ever.
But maybe…
*****
… it was about time that I did.
The End