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New Year's Resolutions	By : Saranwyn Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male > Roy/Ed Views: 1478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“To Thomas and his resourcefulness!” Edward vaguely heard someone shout. He was lost in Liam’s eyes for what felt like the billionth time since he’d first infiltrated the group, a week and a half ago. The handsome young, man was smiling at him, looking at him like he was the only person in the world. The man now lifted his glass, smiling, and sipped it.
“I’ll drink to that,” the raven-haired man murmured. So far, Edward had completed a number of small jobs for the group, nothing too damaging, and often it was taking down corrupt member of the military or police, instead of damaging the overall structure. He leaned forward and caught the redhead’s mouth with his own. Someone wolf-whistled in the background, but everything else dimmed compared to the kiss. It was soft and tender and warm and loving. In Edward’s mind, Roy was kissing him, telling him he’d done well on a mission. Like hell that will ever happen, he thought even as he kissed the other man back, blushing because it was the first time they’d actually kissed in public.
Liam released him, smiling, and handed him the rest of his drink. Edward noticed how Svetlana – called Sveta – caught Liam’s eye. The older man stood, kissing the younger’s head as a promise to be back, and walked off to walk to her.
“Liam, you’ve been charging way too blindly into this. This…boy has only been here a week. He hasn’t even passed our probation period, yet, and you’re screwing him.” Of course, everyone assumed Liam and Edward were doing each other, as Edward spent most of his time with the man and even stayed in Liam’s house now.
“Sveta…”
“It’s not like you to allow yourself to get caught up so easily. It took you months before you’d be alone in the same room with me. You’ve never gotten so close to someone so fast.”
“Sveta, trust me.”
“I do trust you, Liam. It’s him I don’t trust.”
“What, are you jealous?”
“You know I’m not, Liam. Please try to take this seriously.”
“I am taking this seriously, Sveta.” She scowled at his response and folded her arms across her chest. How long does he think he can carry on like this, she thought bitterly. He’s going to slip up and ruin the whole movement, if he’s not careful.
“Then stop playing around with that…that child.”
“He’s not a child. If you were looking closely, you’d see that.”
“Either way, he could be manipulating you.”
“I can’t live my life in fear of something like that.”
“You’ll get burned one day, and it won’t be just you. It will be all of us. As it is, we’re limited by your idealism. Change won’t come without a war – a war you’re not prepared to fight.” Liam’s jaw clenched.
“I will not go around needlessly orphaning children and widowing women,” he growled. “The way to healing this country is not through bloodshed.”
“And it’s not through having a dalliance with a little snip of a boy, either!”
“My work hasn’t suffered at all. We’re still on schedule. I can handle myself.” She sighed, frustrated and looked away.
“Whatever, but when this all falls through, remember that there’s more than just you who’ll go down with it.” Liam let his breath hiss out through his teeth. Part of him understood what Svetlana was saying. He knew that he should be more careful with the teen, but he couldn’t help himself. The boy had clearly seen so much suffering, whether hew as telling the truth about his story or not, and Liam couldn’t help but feel his heart go out to him. Svetlana turned and walked away.
“Hey,” Ed murmured, approaching. “Is everything okay?”
“It’s fine.”
“Why don’t we get out of here? Hm?”
“Yeah, let’s.” The two of them walked back to Liam’s house. Once inside, the younger boy pushed him up against the door and kissed him softly.
“Don’t look so down,” he whispered into the other’s mouth. Liam moaned appreciatively and joined their mouths, again. His fingers delved into Edward’s hair, curling loosely.
“Tom…I’m going to respect your wishes…not to go all the way,” he murmured breathily. “But please…please…let me have more than kisses.” Edward closed his eyes, remembering the feel of Mustang’s mouth on his. It was almost the same as Liam’s. It was so close. He opened his eyes.
“Do what you want,” he panted. He gasped as the man hastily pulled him down the hall to his room, pushing him down on the bed and kissing him feverishly. His hands slid the boy’s jacket off his shoulders and carelessly tossed it aside. His shirt was the next to go before Liam started on his pants. “Whoa…” he gasped, half sitting up to stare, wide-eyed, at the other man, totally unprepared for the ferocity of his onslaught.
“Please, Tom. Please, please, please. I won’t take your virginity because you’re saving it for that man that you can never have, but please…let me have everything else.” Edward’s breath hitched as those glinting, grey eyes gazed imploringly up at him. So desperate. Just like that night with Mustang, he thought dazedly. If he stared into those eyes hard enough, if he focused on their similarities, it was like it really was one of his fantasies.
“Okay,” he whispered, letting his head drop back to the mattress. Liam nuzzled his neck, kissing, nipping and sucking on his flushed skin. “Ah. L-Liam…” he stammered weakly. The man’s mouth now moved to his collarbone, leaving little love bites all up and down the ridge.
“Does it feel good?” he hissed against the boy’s damp skin. “Tell me how it feels.”
“Ah. Feels…so good! So…mph…feels like my body is on fire.”
“You act like such and adult, Tom, but really…you’re so naïve in so many ways. Ah, and you’re so, damn beautiful and clever and bold and…perfect.” He dragged his tongue along the scarred seam between the boy’s automail and the flesh of his shoulder and chest. He kissed it and nipped it and worshiped it until the boy was writhing with pleasure. He sat up slightly so they could both catch their breath. “So many things I want to do to you, Tom. So many things to do with you. But tonight, I’ll just settle for sucking you off and giving you the best orgasm of your life.” Edward was stunned speechless as the man dragged his mouth down his torso, pausing to pay special attention to his hip bone for a moment before moving lower. He smirked at the teen’s erection before taking just the tip into his mouth, hoping not to overstimulate him and make him come, just yet. He sucked lightly, slowly inching his mouth further down the boy’s length, opening up his throat to take him deeper.
“Liam! A-ah…LiamLiamLiam…” Edward hissed, his fingers curling tightly into the other man’s ebony hair in an effort to stop himself from thrusting up into his throat. The older man half-hummed, half-sighed around the stiff flesh in his mouth, his lips curling into a smirk. Still slowly, he began to pull up, sucking his cheeks in. His tongue swirled around the top of the boy’s manhood before he plunged back down again. “AH!” Edward tossed his head back as Liam began to suck harder, bobbing his head faster. The boy whimpered, biting his lip to keep from screaming again.
Liam came up again and paused, drawing in a deep breath through his nose. Edward whimpered, thrusting shallowly to gain back that friction, but the older man held his hips down. He massaged his tongue into the slit at the tip of his member, enjoying the tortured moan that rose from his partner’s throat at the action. Then, he dropped back down, again, sucking with even more vigor than before. This time, every time he came up, he pushed his tongue into the slit and each time he went down, his teeth gently scraped up and down his length, heightening his pleasure even further. It took only a two minutes of this treatment before the redhead was screaming and coming into his mouth.
“ROY!” he sobbed. Liam’s eyes widened slightly even as he swallowed every last drop and licked his limp manhood clean. Roy? Is that some sort of cruel irony? He thought bitterly. He faltered slightly. There’s no way that it’s the same Roy…is there? The boy’s eyes widened when he realized what he’d said. “L-Liam, I…!” But the man leaned up, smoothing over his shocked and slightly hurt expression, and kissed the teen sweetly.
“Don’t apologize,” he whispered. “Part of what makes you who you are is your undying loyalty. I wouldn’t dare hope to change that about you.”
“Liam…why are you so kind to me?” Edward whispered. Liam kissed him, again.
“Do I need a reason to want to make your life better?” The teen looked away, abashed. No one had ever done anything selflessly for him, really. What he had with Mustang was a business arrangement. And Granny and Winry, while they did their best to help him, couldn’t really afford to be selfless about it, so they had to ask him to pay. Everyone else he’d ever dealt with, it was give and take, tit for tat. Ever since his mother had died. Liam gasped slightly as suddenly he found himself on his back with the teen’s arms around him, his face buried in his chest. “Tom?”
“Thank you! Liam…I’m so sorry!” The man smiled sadly, combing his fingers through that bright, red hair he’d come to adore so much.
“Don’t be sorry. Why would you be sorry?” Why? Ed thought sadly. Because as soon as I get a good opening, I’m turning you in to the military! He squeezed his eyes shut. A small voice in his head suggested that he don’t go through with it. He could find a cure for Al on his own, right? No, don’t be stupid. You joined the military because it was your only option, he thought. Besides, could you really turn your back on the men, on Mustang, on everything you’ve done, so far? He squirmed closer into that comforting embrace. “It’s okay, Tom. It’s okay.” No it’s not, Liam. This is so not okay! He sat there for a long time, trying to calm himself. This is for Al. Everything, he reminded himself Everything is for Al. But no matter how many times he said it, it didn’t make it more true.
After a long while, he sat back, having successfully conquered the urge to break down sobbing. Liam smiled gently at him.
“I’m sorry if I pushed things too far…”
“You didn’t. Liam you’ve been…perfect,” Edward found himself quickly assuring the man. “Sorry…I keep…I don’t want you to think I’m just toying with you.”
“I know you’re not. Look, I started this knowing I was a replacement. It doesn’t hurt me. Rather I’m glad to be able to give you what you need, be it comfort, love, or distance.” Liam smiled gently.
“What was up with Svetlana, earlier?” Edward asked, eager to change the subject.
“She’s just nervous because things are ramping up for a big move,” he replied. “Something that will really make a difference.”
“What’s that?” the Fullmetal Alchemist asked, smiling to cover up his nervousness.
“In three weeks, a train will leave South City, carrying 50 billion cenz in newly minted cash, headed for Central City. We’re going to take it. Economic warfare is far better than bloodshed, I think. And we’ll just be giving the money to people who really need it, anyways. The homeless, refugees, the disabled…people who won’t use it to hurt others.”
“I’m looking forward to it. Have you got the plan laid out?”
“Not quite yet, but I want a small, elite team. Sveta will be our driver, of course, and we’ll have to have someone block the tracks so the train will have to stop while we unload the money into the van. Then Sveta will drive away and that will be that. So tops it will be a five person job. I actually was hoping you’d be there on the train with me.” Edward offered him a warm smile.
“It would be my honor,” he assured the man. And the perfect opportunity to make my move, he added in his head, much less enthusiastically.
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