Closing the Distance Between Us

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The train ride to Central was normal...well sort of. I somehow got Mustang to do some paper work. It wasn’t much, but it was a miracle non the less. And of course a well placed threat that Hawkeye would skin him alive if he came into the office with nothing done. We were now on the platform getting our luggage. The train guy that I still don’t have the slightest idea of what he’s called got our baggage and we thanked him. Mustang and me stood side by side not saying anything just watching the train fill with new passengers to an unknown destination.
"Ed I want you to come to my house tomorrow. I trust you know where it is." Mustang picked up his bags and started walking out of the train station with me close behind.

"Why do I have to go to your house?"

"To receive your punishment of course," Mustang said while a car pulled up next to the curb containing Hawkeye as the driver. He opened the door and looked back at me expectantly.

"What do you mean for my punishment?" I furrowed my brows not liking where this was going.

"I mean you are going to be punished liked I promised the General you would be. Well I’ll see you at twelve o’clock tomorrow." Mustang got in the car with a backwards glance and said, "Oh, and Ed don’t forget to eat. You’ll be needing your strength." With that Mustang and Hawkeye drove off leaving me feeling dread and a little bit of excitement. Although the excitement could be from a number of things I kept telling myself. It could not have anything to do with what might happen tomorrow. But a certain evil grin kept popping in my head, might be a foreshadowing of what’s to come.

I got home and just relaxed the rest of the evening trying not think of what awaited me the next day. I made dinner for myself and it wasn’t the best, but I sure ate enough for two people. With dinner out of the way I grabbed a book from the book shelf that was in the small living room and I fell asleep reading on the couch. I woke up to the my arm being numb and feeling a little chilly. I saw from my watch that it was only four in the morning. I got up from the couch and I shook my arm trying to get life back into the limb. I went to my room and I mentally sighed. I wish Mustang was here. I really miss being wrapped up in his arms while I sleep. It was so comforting when we slept together. Now I am just cold with nothing to warm me up except this stupid blanket. Okay the blanket will warm me up, but not like Mustang. I fell asleep easily enough in my bed, but there was still a longing for a certain Colonel that did not disappear during the night.

I woke up for the last time that morning. It was past nine in the morning. I tried to occupy myself with meager tasks around the house to make the time go by faster so I could go see the smirking Bastard. I would never tell him that I had missed him during the night and that I wanted to spend time together. It didn’t matter if I was going to get punished today as long as I got some time with Mustang.

With the cleaning of the whole house and two meals out of the way it was time that I made my to Mustang’s house. I guess he wanted me to go there because it was now Saturday and who really wants to go to the Military building on a weekend. I walked the whole way to Mustang’s house wondering what he had in store for me. I could not think of what he might do to me or make me do so I just dropped the matter from my mind and I walked the rest of the way with my mind at peace at least it was for a whole of five minutes. That’s when I was at Mustang’s door knocking on it. Mustang opened the door almost immediately. It was like he was waiting right in front of the door for me to arrive. Nah, that can’t be it.

"Hello Ed come in, come in," Mustang gestured to walk into his house. The atmosphere that the house gave off was oddly comforting and warm. I looked at the parts of the house I could see. Mustang’s house was definitely a bachelor pad. But for this guy you would think he would be a total slob, he was actually quite neat. Well at least this part of the house was.

"Ed now your punishment will commence."

Oh, God was my only thought.
"Ed I want you to have seat here." Mustang motioned to a chair that was in his home office. I sat down and he put a huge pile of paper work in front of me. I swear the papers almost touched the roof.

"This is my punishment?" I questioned not believing what I was seeing.

"Well yeah what did you think I was going to do... ravish you!" Mustang gave me a smirk.

"NO!" I blushed furiously indicating that was indeed what I thought he was going to do to me.

"Well sorry Fullmetal, but I have got to get some of this paper work done by Monday. All you need to do is sign it or stamp it."

I nodded my head to embarrassed to speak at the moment. I started working without looking at Mustang.

I felt some one or rather Mustang behind me and he wrapped me up in a warm hug. I smiled knowing that he couldn’t see it. He had no idea how much this simple gesture made me feel.

"I missed you last night," He whispered in my ear. I burned an even brighter red than I did with the earlier comment about being ravished. "Ed don’t worry this is only part of you punishment the rest will come later." Mustang let me go with what I would like to think was reluctance.

I did not comment I just kept on working like nothing had happened. But I kept a small smile on my face for a while knowing full well that Mustang could see it from the other side of the desk where he was working on his own stack. We did not talk while we worked. The only sounds that were being made was the pens brushing across the papers and papers being moved around. Time flew by fast. Before I knew it, it was already five in the afternoon.

"Ed that’s enough. Thank you for your help and now it’s time to start dinner." Mustang got up from his chair and started stretching. Resembling a cat that had just woken up from a long nap. He even gave a little yawn that made him look really cute. I wanted to go up and kiss, but I held myself in check. Not really knowing full well when to do those kinds of things with Mustang. The relationship territory being unfamiliar ground for me.

"What? Now I have to make you dinner?" My lips turn slightly upward not being able to keep a scowl on my face. For some reason I felt really happy and content. Even with five hours of never ending paper work behind me. I felt extremely exhilarated!

"Of course not, but I do expect you to stay the night." With that said Mustang turned on heals and made his way toward the kitchen. Leaving me to ponder my thoughts. Deciding I did not want to anything of the sort I ran after him into the kitchen where he was preparing a chicken with a salad. I must say I was not as scared as I thought I would be to try Mustang’s food

I watched him the whole time. Mesmerized by his movements and the way he handled himself in the kitchen. I never would have imagined him to be a cook, but right here in front of there was delicious chicken and a salad that was made by yours truly.

"What makes you think that I am staying the night?" I question Mustang.

"Well you have yet to receive the second part of your punishment."

"And just what might that be?"

"You’ll just have to wait and see." Mustang did not say anything more on the matter. I ate my food without another comment either. I ate like there was no tomorrow. The food was so delicious just like the chef that prepared the meal is. Okay that was a weird thought, but it doesn’t make it any less true. I made a decision right there and then that I was going to come over for dinner as much as possible.

"Thank you for dinner Mustang it was really wonderful."

"Your welcome and thanks for making the salad."

"No problem." I didn’t know what to else to say so I just got up from the table and I filled the sink with warm water and soap. Mustang came in and put the rest of the dishes in the sink. I washed and he dried. While we were doing the chore of washing dishes a plan started to formulate in my head. I scooped water and bubbles my hands threw it at Mustang. It caught him by surprise. I started laughing hard at the sight of a wet and soggy Colonel. His hair was sopping wet with little bubbles popping around his head. His shirt and part of his pants were wet as well. He stood there only a second longer before he did the same thing to me. I spluttered with the water and bubbles that made it in my mouth from laughing at the Bastard who was laughing as hard as I was.

For some reason I tackled him and he landed with a soft thump on the kitchen tile. I caught him by surprise again and before I knew what I was doing I starting kissing him. It was chaste at first. I just gave him a peck on the lips and then a longer kiss, but not going to any further than the innocent pecks for a few moments. Mustang let me have control right then. He didn’t push for any more. He let me make the decisions. I pulled back a little examining the man beneath me.

I couldn’t help myself I said, "I missed you too," I leaned down and hugged him. He was now levering himself on his elbows so I could have better access for hugging. I pull away a little and then I leaned in to kiss again with a renewed passion. I thrust my tongue out to gain entrance to the mouth that was slowly becoming very addictive for me. Mustang gave entrance readily and we went in for a battle of dominance. He won the battle this time, but I was closer to gaining dominance than I was last time. Some where in between Mustang was lying on the floor again and I was lying on top of him with fire coursing through my veins. Before I knew it we both broke away from each other to gain access to some much needed air. I was about to go in for a second time when Mustang stopped.

"Wait, Ed." He said breathlessly which made me only want to attack him even more. "Lets go to the bedroom that way we can continue and you can get your punishment.

I got up from Mustang, but not all to willing.

"Don’t give me that look. Don’t worry we can definitely continue."

"What look? And what makes you think that I want to continue anyway?" I glared at Mustang, but I couldn’t hide my excitement at the prospect of going further with him.

"Come on short stuff," Mustang looked at me as he said that horrible name. My blood started to boil.

"Well you can take your punishment and shove it up your ass this short stack is leaving!" I yelled as grabbed my jacket and attempted to storm out, but my feet were frozen. From what I just called myself or from Mustang calling my name.

"Ed!" I am pretty sure it’s the latter.

I stood stock still, still fuming from Colonel Bastard’s comment. I didn’t make any move to leave or go near him instead he made his way toward me.

"Ed," He cupped my face kiss me as an apology and I eagerly accepted. Some how in the throws of passion we ended up in Mustang’s bedroom.

"Whoa! How did we end up in here?"

"We walked while were making out basically." I flushed slightly for not noticing our moving bodies. I was in a world of MY own. And man I want to go back there right now.

I couldn’t even tackle Mustang again for he was taking off his shirt and I was loving the show. He turned my way and I quickly looked away. I caught him smiling before I turned away so I could no longer see his face. I looked back after a minute to find that he was just in his wife beater. I felt relief, but more disappointment than anything.

"Ed it’s alright to look," Mustang chuckled at my bewildered face, he added with a smirk, "and to touch."

I could not keep my face from flaming up. My face and ears felt like they were on fire.

"I..." I didn’t know what to say other than what’s my punishment, but I didn’t even say that. Mustang did it for me.

"Time for you to get what you deserve for talking to General Jay in such an impolite manner."

"Oh, really and what would that be more paper work?" I threw back defensively.

"No this," And I was gently picked up and carried bridal style to the bed. I was carefully put on top of the king sized bed. Jeez, why does he have such a big? Then I remembered all the women he went on dates with and I slumped against the pillows feeling slightly depressed.

"Ed if you are worrying about anything in particular. Don’t! I never use this bed for anything other than sleeping."

That made me feel relieved. Wait! What!?

"Then what are we going to do?" I was beyond confusion by this point.

"Well that was until now." Mustang got on the bed and sat next to me. I was speechless. That seemed to happening a lot today. I let a big smile grace my face before I leaned in gave Mustang an innocent kiss.

"Ed tell me when you don’t feel comfortable with anything and I’ll immediately stop okay?"

"Okay, but what are you going to do?" I couldn’t help but ask the question even thought I knew I was going to find out in the next few seconds any way.

"Be patient you’ll see and feel." What the hell does he mean feel?

Mustang started out slowly by initiating a kiss. Which I got to dominate. I reveled in the way he tasted. I tried to remember every detail of his mouth and the way he tasted. Our tongues battled once again for dominance. Things were going long and slow. It was sort of like he wanted me to remember every detail of what I was feeling, seeing, tasting, touching, and hearing.

I let out a low moan when Mustang moved from my lips to my neck. He sucked and nipped at my neck. All the sensations were coursing through my body and certain nether regions were coming to life. Mustang was moving his hands over my clothed body and it was so hard to keep quiet when his hand went over the bulge in pants.

"Oh my God..."

"Ed I want to hear more." Mustang started massaging my member through my pants and my hips involuntarily thrusted up to cause more friction. Mustang stopped for a second and looked down at me. I went bright red and tried to bury myself in the pillows. Man the guy has a lot of pillows you could lost in them. Back to the point. Mustang pulled me out from my hiding place.

"Ed don’t be embarrassed you look so adorable." Mustang said it with such a straight face that I went to an even deeper shade of red. If that’s possible!

"Bastard!" I grumbled with my arms crossed over my chest and a pout on my face. Also a very hard erection that I had no idea how I was going to get rid if Mustang was right there. Unless... no that probably wouldn’t happen right now. And as if answering my doubts Mustang pulled at my shirt take it off. I willingly lifted my arms. Before he got any ideas of exploring my body I pulled at his wife beater. We were both in nothing, but our pants. I hungerly drank in his body. He had the body of a god. With rock hard abs, defined pecks and muscular arms. I was definitely not disappointed with the sight I saw. Mustang didn’t seem disappointed with what he saw either. I felt elated with the knowledge. I was so worried about what he might think of my body.

"Ed you have a beautiful body." Mustang whispered in my ear as he let my hair loose from it’s braid. He ran his hand down the length of body. Every part of my body that he touched was set aflame. He licked and lapped at my navel. I squirmed and I let out a moan that I was trying hard to keep in.

"No Ed let me hear every noise your making." Mustang then went to my nipples. He nipped and licked my left nipple. He let his teeth graze over the hardened nub. I let out a small yelp from the pleasure and it was shooting straight down to my erection making me harder than ever. Mustang moved to my right nipple while his hand played with my left.

Mustang abruptly stopped and I let out a small whimper. I covered my mouth as soon as the sound left my throat. Mustang smirked. Damn the Bastard for stopping in the middle of things.

"Ed I..." He seemed to be searching for the right words to say, but settled instead for, "Ed I want to give you a blow job." My eyes bugged out at the way he so eloquently phrased his sentence.

I couldn’t help myself I started laughing. It was just to funny. He looked irked from my sudden burst out.

"Mustang you Bastard." I leaned and kissed silently giving him permission. There was no way in hell I was going to respond out loud to that.

Mustang lowered himself on the bed to the where he could access my already throbbing member. He put his finger tips on the zipper and pulled it down slowly. It seemed to take an eternity for him to get it down. When my zipper was finally down he pulled my pants completely off leaving me in nothing, but my black boxers. Thank God I didn’t go for any of my boxers that have designs on them. I held my breathe. And then he finally took my boxers off freeing my erection. Mustang didn’t waste any time with taking in my full erection in his mouth. The feeling was so intense that I thought that my eyes were going to roll in the back of head. I started panting. Mustang started out slowly bobbing his up and down. I couldn’t take it anymore. My hips thrust on there own accord willing Mustang to go faster. In response he put his on my hips to keep them still.

"Mustang..." I let out in a moan.

Mustang started massaging my balls and humming an unknown song. The humming was sending me over the edge. Pleasure was running through my whole body. It was driving me crazy. I gripped the sheets tightly knowing that I was going to release any time. And with one last hard suck. I screamed out Mustang’s name and I came hard. I was reeling from my orgasm. I have never felt anything like that before. It was so... words can not possibly describe precisely how it felt. I felt completely wasted after my experience.

Mustang was smirking from my sated expression. I didn’t care he looked cute with that annoying smirk.

"How did you like your punishment?" Mustang came and layed down beside me.

"Well if that’s how I get punished for every time I am out of order I am going to keep getting into trouble more often." I cuddled up next to Mustang and he wrapped his arms around. He also pulled the covers over us.

"We are going to be having a lot of fun then." Mustang said and we fell asleep wrapped in each other arms.