The Right Thing | By : fireun Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4071 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Roy woke, feeling Ed nuzzling into his side, making tiny sleepy sounds, and he couldn’t help but smile when he considered how violently the blond would deny those vocalizations. Ed’s hair had managed to spread not only over the pillows, but half of Roy’s chest, tickling slightly every time he breathed and it moved across still sensitive skin. One of his legs was caught in the crook of Ed’s flesh one, held tightly as if even in sleep Ed was positive he would try and flee.
There was no escaping this time, not if Ed had a say in the matter.
It was almost…a relief, to wake and not be overwhelmed with apprehension, to be able to appreciate, if only for a small while, the early morning sun in Ed’s hair, on his ever-so-soft skin, how the tension lines faded away when he slept…
“Stop starin…” Ed muttered, face still pressed against Roy’s neck. “I can feel your eyes on me. I’m tryin to sleep.”
“It’s getting late, lazy.”
“Late my ass…HEY!” Ed rolled, removing his rear from the attention of Roy’s hand.
“You brought it up.” Roy defended as Ed turned a rather baleful glare in his direction.
“Bastard.” Ed attempted to burrow his way back under the blankets, a desperate bid to ignore the fact that the morning was moving forward.
Roy, on the other hand, wanted nothing more than a cup of coffee. He pried his way out of Ed’s grasp, ignoring the plaintive grumbling his action pulled form the mostly buried blond.
Reality held firmly at bay for at least a little longer, Roy reveled in the tranquil familiarity of fresh morning coffee, pleasantly surprised when only slightly unsteady footsteps heralded the emergence and approach of Ed from the bedroom. He was startled when Ed came up behind him, wrapping arms around his waist and resting his chin on Roy’s shoulder to peer at the brewing coffee. Ed just wasn’t usually a…touching sort of person. A moment later Roy relaxed, allowing himself to lean back into the embrace, just a bit.
“Can I have some?”
Roy laughed. “Thought you didn’t touch the stuff?”
“I don’t.” Ed huffed, his breath tickling across Roy’s neck and ear. “It…just smells kinda good.”
“Go have a seat. i’ll bring you some.”
“Have a seat where, idiot? Your two chairs are filled with books. And there is a shirt on the table…”
“I wasn’t exactly expecting company, you know.” Roy tried to defend his image, a little embarrassed. His home wasn’t exactly in the best condition. Though…he had heard it said that the home reflects the mind dwelling in it, and he hadn’t been the most settled of people the past few weeks…
“Sure. Sure. Totally my fault.” Ed’s voice dripped sarcasm as he pulled away from Roy and attempted to clear a space to sit.
“Well, it definitely wasn’t mine alone.”
“Hell, is this my sock…” Ed pulled the offending article of clothing from where it had, somehow, gotten stuck on the edge of a photo frame, blushing just a little at the implied enthusiasm. He blushed even harder when he recognized one of Roy’s gloves sitting rather quietly atop the chair next to him. He didn’t even remember throwing that one…
Roy settled on the chair across from him after casually dumping the small pile of books that were its previous occupants onto the floor. Setting a mug in front of each of them he sighed. “Well, before we decide to actually head out and face the day…I think we should have a talk.”
Ed stared sullenly into the coffee mug. “Nothing to talk about. If you fucking dare try and send me ho….”
He wasn’t expecting Roy to try and silence him with something as cliché as a kiss. Which is, most likely, why it worked so damn well. Roy sat back into his chair with a sigh. “I am not going to send you home, Edward. But you do realize how many rules, on how many levels, we have managed to break.”
Ed turned a surprisingly amused face up at Roy, recovered from the unexpected kiss. “Has that ever managed to stop me before?”
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