Love Thyself

Title: Love Thyself, Chapter Four
Rating: NC-17
Type: Yaoi, kinda A/U
Pairings: Ed/Al
Warnings: Bondage, Dominant!Al (and lots of him!!), voyeurism, masochism, humiliation, Elricest, Socket!Sex, topping from the bottom

A/N: This is my favorite chapter. By far. I got to write all of the little, kinky things I've wanted to put into a fic for a while now. For something that was just intended to be a one-shot PWP, it turned out pretty well, eh?

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Al looked at Alfons for a moment, then grabbed his shoulders, lying him down on the floor on his side. Heaving breaths still shook Alfons' body, caused by a mix of pain and the afterglow of his climax. He groaned softly and looked at Al helplessly.

“I'll untie you later,” Al said, sounding careless and somewhat distracted as he turned his attention to Ed.
Another soft, defeated noise passed Alfons' lips and let his head thud against the floor. He closed his eyes and tried to just block out what was going on, hoping the pain he felt would stop himself from getting aroused again later.

Ed's eyes widened and he whimpered when Al stood up--somewhat shakily--and climbed onto the bed. Al didn't bother to zip up his pants and when he realized that his hand was still covered in Alfons' cum, he raised it to his mouth and started to lick it off. Ed's breathing hitched slightly and he closed his eyes, refusing to watch.

“Open your eyes,” Al said in a tone that, although soft, left no room for argument.

After a moment, Ed let his eyes open and moaned when he saw Al sucking on his fingers. His pink tongue darted out and wrapped around them, eagerly lapping up the sticky seed that covered them. Al moaned softly as he slowly thrust his fingers into his mouth, making Ed shake slightly. Ed grit his teeth, trying hard to ignore the aching in his groin--and failing terribly at it when Al pulled his fingers from his mouth with an audible pop.

“Al,” Ed whined. “Please, don't. I'm sorry!”

Al ignored Ed completely and moved up the bed a little. He pulled Ed's head forward slightly and pulled out his ponytail, letting his golden hair fan out around his shoulders and around his face.

“You're so beautiful, Brother,” Al said, licking and nipping at Ed's lower lip. His eyes lit up mischievously and he dragged his tongue along Ed's jaw, making him moan. “But you look so much better when you're coming.”

Ed looked at Al hesitantly, trying not to feel hopeful that Al was--apparently--going to make him come already. There had to be a catch, something would make it less-than pleasurable for him.

Al undid Ed's pants quickly, pulling his cock out. He moaned quietly as he looked at it, standing tall with pre-come flowing from the tip. Ed gasped and bucked his hips into Al's hand, but Al pulled away.

“Al...” Ed panted, shaking a little. He'd finally gotten stimulation, if only for a few seconds, and having it taken away made him ache terribly.

“Don't worry, Ed. You'll come soon enough,” Al said as he crawled over Ed's body to kneel at his other side. “Without me even touching your cock.”

Ed gave Al a confused look, then gasped and shook his head furiously as Al leaned over and started inspecting his nerve ports. He tried to pull away, but Al growled softly at him and he stilled immediately.

“Fuck! N-no, Al! What if you pull the wrong--”

“Alfons and I found Dad's diagrams,” Al said, cutting Ed off right away in a stern tone. “With my knowledge of automail, it wasn't hard to figure out the right wires. You won't be hurt. As long as you don't move too much,” he added with a smirk, flashing his teeth at Ed.

Ed heard Alfons quietly mumbling words of reassurance from where he lay on the floor that, yes, Al knew what he was doing. He tried to relax, but his whole body jerked suddenly when Al's finger stroked gently over the end of one of the cables. Ed's muscles spasmed slightly and trembled, and heat flashed through his body.

Al definitely knew what he was doing...

“A-Al!” he said shakily. “Th-tha--”

Ed's words dissolved into a faltering cry as Al pulled on the cable. His cock twitched repeatedly and a small amount of pre-come spurted out. Al pulled once more and Ed arched high off the bed, coming over his chest with a scream. Al kept stroking at the wire as Ed came, prolonging his orgasm and making more cum shoot out, higher up his chest and onto his face.

Al smirked and stopped, leaning over Ed's heaving chest to lick the cum off his face. Ed's back finally relaxed and he sank into the mattress, whimpering as small shocks kept running through his body from Al's tongue. His head was clouded and all he could think of was the intense--almost painful--pleasure that had just run through his veins only moments before.

“I'm glad you liked that, Ed,” Al purred happily, dragging his tongue over Ed's chest and lapping up more of his seed. His own cock throbbed slightly as he savored Ed's salty taste. He knew it was a little odd, but the taste of cum always turned him on, and he eagerly licked up every last drop of it. “Why don't we try it again, hm?”

Ed didn't even get a chance to protest as Al pulled on the same wire again, making his cock harden instantly. He inhaled sharply and tossed his head to the side, his breathing quickly turning fast and shallow. He wanted to pull away, but he'd risk getting hurt if he did that. Al had found the perfect way to torture him without being resisted.

A loud cry parted Ed's lips as Al tugged on the cable. His body shook slightly in anticipation. Exhaustion did nothing to curb his growing arousal and need to come again.

Making sure his hand was still on the right cable, Al leaned over and started to lick at Ed's cock. He took the head in his mouth and sucked gently on it before taking in the entire length. Ed keened and his hand scratched at the headboard, desperate for something to grab onto, and he eventually grasped at the chain of the handcuffs that restrained him.

Al hummed around Ed's cock and pulled hard on the cable, making Ed scream and buck up into his mouth. His seed shot out over Al's tongue and he quickly swallowed it as more came, filling his mouth. Al let go of the cable and sucked Ed until he was completely spent.

“Al...” Ed panted, taking in deep, shaking breaths. His eyes were closed and his muscles twitched sporadically. He'd never felt so tired, nor had he ever come so hard. Even though he'd just climaxed, his hips still bucked up occasionally. His nerves were confused by the intensity of the previous stimulation and they didn't seem to want to let Ed's arousal be sated quite yet.

Letting Ed recover for the briefest of moments, Al slipped out of his pants and shorts, tossing them onto the floor. Then he straddled Ed's hips, pulling him into a kiss as he played with the cable again, quickly bringing Ed's cock into a full erection. Ed whimpered and pulled out of the kiss and he made soft keening noises as Al teased his nerves.

“No more, Al... too much,” Ed breathed out, almost sounding pained.

Al stopped playing with Ed's nerve ports and slowly lowered himself onto his cock. He grit his teeth and shut his eyes, shuddering a little from the pain. But damnit, if the pain didn't make things feel even better. He kept pushing down, moaning and almost savoring how much it hurt as Ed's cock finally slid in all the way, forcing him open.

Not waiting to adjust at all, Al started to thrust onto Ed. With each movement, a jolt of pain shot up his spine, accompanied by a wave of pleasure as his prostate was grazed. His eyes slowly opened and rested on Ed's face, flushed a deep red and covered in sweat. Ed's chest was rising and falling unsteadily as he struggled to take in air while his senses were being assaulted so brutally. Al moved faster, forcing Ed as deep into him as he could go. He tilted his hips a little so that each thrust pushed Ed's cock right into his prostate, making him moan loudly.

“Brother!” Al cried out, arching his back. His hands rested on Ed's chest, his nails digging in and leaving marks on his skin. Ed finally started bucking back up into Al as the sensations got to be too much.

“A-ah, Al!” Ed moaned, snapping his hips up faster, matching Al's pace. “F-fuck, I'm c-close!”

Al keened loudly, feeling Ed's cock starting to twitch, finally swelling as his climax hit. He cried out as Ed pushed up, hard and deep, while he came inside of him. Al's nails broke skin as he came hard, spraying all over Ed's chest. He continued to thrust erratically through his orgasm, crying out and shuddering. His thrusts gradually slowed, then stopped altogether.

Groaning slightly, Al pulled off of Ed and sat on the edge of the bed. He glanced at Ed for a second, to make sure he was okay. Ed gasped desperately for breath and looked like he might just pass out any second. Then Al looked to Alfons, still lying in the same position he'd left him in--only now, he was sporting an obvious erection from having to witness what Al had done to his brother.

“Next time you two try to gang up on me,” Al said breathlessly, his dark eyes flitting between Ed and Alfons, “I won't just lie down and take it.”

And with that, Al stood up and stalked off towards the bathroom to take a shower, leaving Ed and Alfons to--somehow--get themselves free.