Chimera

Yay, another sexy chapter done! Thank you for your reviews, I appreciate your support more than I can say. As to when I update, pretty much when the chapter is done, usually between 8 and 10 pm, and I aim for a chapter a day, but sometimes that doesn't happen.

Office

Roy slunk into his office and pouted on the couch. Hawkeye rummaged in his closet for a uniform then left, giving specific instructions for him not to leave the office. Havoc was captured outside the door and Roy watched with glee as someone else got in trouble.

“Second Lieutenant Havoc, where are the spare uniforms I ordered?”

Havoc looked blank, then grinned, “Oh, yeah. There's a new requisition form on your desk. Fuery and I were out late last night and didn't have time to go home, so we borrowed them.” She glared at him, “What? It's not like he's been in for a week anyways, he didn't need them.” A slim finger pointed into the office where Roy waved cheerfully from his seat on the desk. He was wearing a pull on white shirt with loose black pants and his bare feet swung from the edge. Jean swallowed loudly.

A round found it's way into the chamber and he bolted for the laundry building. Roy started to laugh but crawled over his desk and sat like a good boy when the muzzle pointed to him. Piles of paper appeared and he started signing, almost regretting spending the day playing with Ed. Almost.

By noon, Ed had found his way in, running through the halls with Al right behind him. They skidded into his office and the first words out of his mouth were, “You look like shit.”

“Thank you ever so much, Fullmetal, and you look like your usual adorable, short, self.” The boy's face went red with anger and embarrassment. To stave off an explosion, Roy offered a tidbit, “Here's a report, I want you to check it out. It should only take a few days, do try not to blow anything up.” The flailing was amusing but Al ruined it by grabbing his brother and holding him down. Too bad. “Well, that will be all, you may go.”

“Edward, Colonel, I'd like to speak to you two. If you'll excuse us, Al?” The First Lieutenant stood in the door. Both older men reached for Al, but he glared at them and left. They deserved anything they got. The door was closed carefully behind him for thirty seconds and was whipped open to chase the staff men away. “Now. This is an awkward situation. Colonel, you are his superior officer; Edward, you are too young for this type of thing. If you insist on this course of action, I will not support you in it. However, I will not prevent it either, merely keep it out of the office.” She raised an eyebrow, “I presume you can control yourselves?” They both nodded, grateful the gun wasn't out. “Excellent, then there is nothing left to discuss.” She turned on her heel and clipped out of the office.

“Well, that wasn't so bad.” Ed grabbed the papers and leaned over to kiss Roy quickly. Gunshots echoed between them, holes appearing in the wall. A quiet squeak and Ed was gone, flying down the hallway, his heavy brother in pursuit.

A week later, Ed still hadn't called in, and Roy was climbing the walls from boredom. Papers multiplied and he did exactly enough to let him doodle on his desk. The phone rang and he leapt, knocking over the huge piles.

“Colonel Mustang's office.” A quiet voice answered him. “Ah, all finished? Took longer than usual, not feeling well?” He used the snarkiest tone he could come up with, wouldn't do to let the boy know he'd been missed. He ignored the rant, holding the phone away from his ear. “Well, come on back and hand in your report. I'll see you in two days.” He hung up quickly and hummed himself through the piles on his desk, not even noticing the blond in the door watching him.

Two days later, Roy tried to sneak out to the train station. He was caught before he left the inner office. Then, he tried bargaining. He was told to get back to work. Begging was his final, and most effective, weapon. She turned her back and locked him in. Havoc was snarled at to go get the brats and Roy pouted all afternoon. The shots fired over his head encouraged him to sign while he pouted.

Ed stomped in,”You bastard, that was the biggest waste of time yet! There was nothing there!!”

“Ah, Fullmetal, finally back. I was starting to wonder if you wouldn't be able to handle it.” Ed shrieked and pounded on his desk. “Now, now, hold that temper, wouldn't want to break anything.”

“Who are you calling delicate like a girl!” The flush was rising along with his voice.

Roy smirked and folded his arms, “You. Who else? Though, I suppose you are tiny enough to overlook, but I'm almost certain you're the only one here. Unless you found someone smaller than you?” He arched an eyebrow at the frustrated screams. “I suppose not. Well, give me your written report and go on home. You can finish it tomorrow.”

“You are the most lazy, useless, pathetic excuse for a commander, I bet you didn't even finish those reports from last week, did you? Lame!” Roy shuffled his papers, hiding the ones from last week on the bottom. “You suck!”

A mischievous grin and a quick look for witnesses, “Why yes, I do, and if you come see me tonight, I'll do it again.” Ed's eyes crossed and his arms flailed before he bolted, leaving Roy without an answer. 'Guess not.' He sighed and went back to work before his lieutenant came to check on him. He worked late to finish up and decided to walk home. It was warm and he took the long way through the park, wandering the streets towards his cold bed.

A shadow moved on his step as he started up the walkway. “Who's there?” He stopped and waited for an answer.

“You idiot, who do you think? Where the hell were you, I've been waiting for hours. Damn, I'm tired and I need a shower, hurry up.” That kind of attitude only came from one person.

“Edward, I didn't think you were coming.” The boy rolled his eyes and pushed past him when the door opened. Roy made a mental note to get keys made for him. “Are you hungry?” A brisk nod and he was off to the bathroom, stripping on the way. What to do, what to do, naked Ed in the shower, empty kitchen. It wasn't really a choice. The older man followed, leaving his clothes in a pile by the door before stepping in behind his boyfriend.

The blond jumped and tried to move forward but hit the wall. “What are you doing?”

A long lick down his neck served as his answer and strong hands slid over his stomach. “Well, I believe I made a promise this afternoon, and I always keep promises.” He nibbled on the delicate ear before swishing his tongue inside. The boy moaned and moved against him.

“Here?” His breaths were pants, his hips moving into Roy's hands. The older alchemist laughed and slid down his body, rubbing as he went to his knees. The blond was making high pitched whines, begging for release.

Roy tapped his thighs and waited for him to look down, “Watch.” Water dripped off his bangs and into his eyes, sliding down his face and back in fast beads. Ed's breath caught and was released in a long moan when his length was covered in wet hotter than the shower. His eyes were wide and staring at the dark head moving on him, watching as a hand moved from his hips to Roy's own cock, and his entire body jerked when he came, never taking his eyes off his lover.

His knees collapsed and Roy held him up, pressed against the wall. His own breath was ragged and it took minutes to get the strength to move and wash them off. They stumbled to the kitchen and ate quickly, leftovers from a casserole. The couch looked pretty good and they curled on it, reading quietly.

“Hey, Roy? I got you something.” Roy brought his attention to the boy in his lap.

“Oh? You didn't have to.” Ed blushed brightly and shrugged.

He got up and found his coat, digging through the pockets quickly before coming back and flopping on the older man again. A silver lighter was held out shyly. Roy took it and turned it over, admiring it. “It's lovely.” A thought occurred to him, “Can you make another?” Ed shrugged and Roy riffled his desk until he found an old one. “Here, you can use this as a base.” The blond clapped and the old lighter became a duplicate of the new one.

Roy grinned at him and grabbed a glove, “Watch.” He snapped and a small flame appeared, guiding itself over the smooth sides, etching a design. A flamel surrounded by flames appeared when the fire extinguished. “Nice huh?” Ed nodded and picked it up, turning it over to examine the detailing. “Want me to do the other one? Then we'll both have one.” The gold eyes lit on his face and the boy grinned, a true and bright smile. Roy couldn't help grinning back and kissed him, which led to groping, which led to the bedroom. “Want to play a game?” A gold brow arched in question. “You'll like it, there are no losers. You do as I do, only as I do, got it? If you cheat, the game is over.”

Ed nibbled his lip for a second and nodded. Roy grinned and tugged his shirt over his head, batting the hands that reached to help. “No, do your own. Only what I do.” The blond grinned a bit and tugged on his own shirt. It slid up easily to show the flat stomach and toned chest, tanned from hours of being outside in the hot sun. Roy put his hands on this hips and laughed when Ed imitated him perfectly, white teeth flashing behind full lips.

It was always so FUN with Ed, they laughed and everything was wonderful, no limits, anything was allowed. Roy just looked at him and appreciated how lucky he was. Ed started shifting and the older man was dragged back to the moment. He lifted his hands and ran them over his chest and stomach, rubbing gently at his nipples and trailing his fingers down his front. The boy's eyes rounded and he swallowed before imitating him. He hissed as his auto-mail trailed over the sensitive skin. Roy grinned and did it again, watching avidly as Ed did too. Oh shit, this was great. He reached for his pants, unfastening them but left them on, chuckling at Ed's frustrated whines. “Don't be impatient.” He licked a finger and slid it over his chest, closing his eyes when the wet digit brushed a perked nipple. A strangled sound made him open his eyes to find Ed staring, fascinated, and licking his lips. He grinned, unable to resist, “Come sit. You like this game?”

He moved backwards slowly and Ed followed, his eyes fastened on the older man's chest. They sat, facing one another, and Roy encouraged him between his legs, so they were almost touching. He realized he'd forgotten to take off his pants. “Ed, take these off please.” The blond stared at him and blushed when he made a clapping motion. He clapped and alchemized the pants, then sat, unsure what to do. “Yours too.” His pants disappeared as well. Roy leaned back and just looked and let Ed look his fill. He knew he was hot, lazy yes, but he still ran plenty to stay in shape. Ed was a vision, all gold and slim muscles, soft curls between his thighs and a hard cock begging for kisses. Roy especially loved the contrast between the metal and flesh limbs, cold and hot.

The older alchemist reached a hand up and rubbed his stomach and chest, plucking delicately at his nipples and watched the boy's eyes cross. So sensitive, everything set him off. “Don't come, not until I do.” Mewling sounds and a hand moving slowly over the slim chest assured him the boy was still willing to play. The cock was jerking, begging beautifully for release. Just a little more. Roy slid his hand down his stomach once more and beyond, raking his fingers through the black curls and cupped his balls, feeling the heavy weight and soft skin. Ed's hips jerked as he did the same, his head falling back when he cried out.

Enough, he won't last much longer. The man lifted his other hand slid it around his length and pulled, groaning as he did. He used his thumb to rub the head and massage the slit before sliding down again. The thick vein on the underside was pushed against his palm and he twisted his hand a bit as he stroked up and down. The blond alchemist imitated him, watching closely, his eyes almost closed as he made those fantastic sounds, small cries and whimpers that raked their fingers down Roy's back. He couldn't hold it back anymore and cried his lover's name as he came, covering them both with thick liquid. Ed called for him and he reached over and dragged him up to kiss while the boy came, his body shuddering against him. They sat, their mouths touching, panting against each other's lips.

“I did miss you. When are you coming to stay with me? It's kind of nice to have a cuddly kitty at home.” The older man teased.

“Stop it, I'm not a pet.” Roy grabbed his face and turned it to his.

“I never think of you as a pet. You're you, it just so happens you're awfully sweet and darling when you change, I don't get to see it often. Don't ever think I think of you a pet.” The serious tone made a bright flush rise in Ed's cheeks.

“Sorry, didn't mean it. I know you don't think I'm a pet or an animal.” He looked down, “We'll be here next week, probably. My schedule might be off because I changed when I was hurt. Hopefully not.”

“Alright, then I'll arrange a few days off, let me know if your plans change. Come to sleep?” He got up and fetched a damp towel, washing them both off and curling around his lover. A big yawn and Ed was gone, fast asleep. Roy smirked, he was just so good, and followed him down.