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Descent

Chapter Nine

Innocence Lost

Roy
opened his eyes, but saw only the outline of pieces of furniture through the
darkness.� He blinked.� Hadn�t it just been afternoon?� And why was he laying on the couch?� Groaning, Roy sat up and put his head in his hands.� He had a slight headache, his mouth was dry
and he felt slightly nauseated.�

He shook his head and thought hard. �He�d cooked the potatoes� then had some sort
of fight with Ed, then he�d�

Roy
groaned as he remembered the applejack.�
He hated it when he lost control and drank too much.� He hadn�t drunk so much as to have gotten
raving drunk, but it had been more than what he should have had, and he had
done it because he was emotional�

Stupid.� Stupid.� Stupid.� ��

That explained the headache, nausea and dry mouth, but at
least the hangover was small.� He�d had
worse in comparison.� He probably could
have avoided this one completely if he had eaten something and maybe drank some
water�

Too late now.�

As he continued to think back through the day, embarrassment
filled him.� Blowing the bathroom door in
was way too� excessive� and Fullmetal�

�Well, Edward� I
suppose that�s true, but I�m much better in bed than beside it�

Roy
covered his eyes and hoped to hell that the kid had been too emotional himself to catch onto the fact that his commanding officer
had been� less� than sober...� He hoped
the boy wouldn�t remember those words�

The colonel lifted his head and looked around.� He couldn�t see the short teen anywhere, but
of course, it was dark��

Maybe he�s laying on
the floor somewhere...�

He thought about turning on a light, then
dismissed the idea.� If Ed was asleep, Roy didn�t want to wake
him.� The dark haired man stood slowly
and cautiously made his way out of the living room, to the short hall, then to
his bedroom.�

There was slightly more light in
his bedroom, given the light from the streetlamp outside.� In the dim glow he could make out Ed�s form
lying sprawled out diagonally on the bed.�
He could see the young alchemist�s hair spread out over the blanket; the
golden strands seemed to glow faintly in the muted light.

Roy sighed, not sure what to do now� go back to the couch he
supposed, but then he saw Ed�s head lift and turn toward him.� After a moment the boy sat up.�

�You�re awake,� the short alchemist said quietly.

�Yeah��

�When I came back from fixing the mirror you were asleep on
the couch.� Since you never woke up I
just thought I�d sleep in here or something, but I haven�t really been able to
get any sleep,� Ed said quickly in embarrassment.� There was a pause, then, �I�ll go out on the
couch now, since you�re awake.�

He thought the blonde sounded dejected and depressed when he
spoke last.� Roy stepped into the room, walked to the bed
and looked down at the teenager.� �You
can stay here if you want,� he offered softly.�

There was silence in the room for several moments before Ed
answered. �Well� I don�t want to kick you out of your bed��

Roy
shook his head.� �No really, I�ve slept
on a couch plenty of times.� I don�t mind
doing it again.�

When Ed didn�t say anything, Roy turned and started walking back toward
the door.

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

He�s not mad? Ed
thought in surprise.� He�s going to let me sleep here? But...� why...?

Not only did he feel mortified about being found on
Mustang�s bed, but he felt uncomfortable at the man just letting him take the bed.� It
just seemed so wrong.� Ed supposed that if he continued to insist
the colonel take the bed back, Mustang would keep pushing for Ed to stay
there.� He cast his mind about for some
better solution.�

Of course, he could just refuse to continue sleeping on the
bed, but that would mean taking the floor, since Mustang would probably be just
as stubborn and still sleep on the couch.�
Besides, it just seemed to be such a childish thing to do.

Then there was the other option, but there was no way
Mustang would go for it.

But what if he does?� Ed thought nervously.� He felt his breath quicken at the thought,
and wondered if he�d get any sleep at
all with that arrangement.

He waved it off in his mind.�
It didn�t matter.� The colonel
would never agree to such a thing anyway.�

But it never hurt to offer�

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

�Well��
we� we can share if you want� I mean, so that neither of us have
to sleep on the couch,� the last part was spoken quickly, and after it was said
silence filled the room again.

Roy
turned slowly, and peered at the other alchemist.� He couldn�t make out the blond�s face in the
shadows, but he didn�t need to.� By the
tone of the boy�s voice and how he had spoken, it was obvious that he wanted Roy to stay with him.

Still he hesitated.

Of course, that doesn�t
mean he�s looking to get laid.� He
thought.� What if...� He stopped that line of thought.� Too many �what ifs�� too
little time.�

�Sure Fullmetal� if you don�t mind�� he said, trying to
sound casual.

To this, Ed�s body seemed to flinch and he sat frozen where
he was for a moment before moving his body to one side of the bed, leaving an
empty space.� Roy walked toward the bed.� As he got closer, he could see the young
alchemist more clearly.

Roy
stopped, thinking of a way to �test the waters�, then
said, �Uh� I usually sleep in just my boxers� but I can stay dressed if it
would make you feel more comfortable��

I can stay dressed if
you aren�t interested in me, he thought.

There was another moment of silence.� �Oh� well, it doesn�t really bother me� so�
well, you know� if you want too��

Roy
felt Ed�s eyes on him as he pulled off his shirt, his dog tags snagging on the
collar for a moment before they fell back onto his chest with a noisy
clatter.� The sweatpants came off just as
quickly before he slid under the covers.

Ed immediately scrambled under the blanket as well, then lay
flat on his back staring up at the ceiling again.� It was obvious that the short alchemist was
nervous, so Roy
laid on his back as well, and said, �I really don�t
mind sleeping on the couch if you�d rather.��

Truthfully he did mind now that he was actually in bed, but
wanted another assurance that his thinking was on track.� As soon as the words were out of his mouth,
Ed cried �NO!� so quickly and forcefully that Roy had to smile.� This was a development Roy thought would have only existed in his
dreams.�

�I mean� no� it�s totally fine...� Ed amended rather sheepishly.

Roy
turned on his side to face the blond and put a hand on Ed�s shoulder.� �Then relax. �I�m not going to bite you,� he said; and
thought, not unless you want me to...� But he kept his mouth shut on that
point.�

Ed, still looking up, swallowed then lifted his hand, the
automail one, as if to touch Roy�s
hand, but before the metal could touch his skin, the hand stopped and Ed lifted
it in front of his face.� Roy watched as the boy�s
face became sad, then angry.� The teen
made a fist and pounded it on the bed before turning roughly away from the colonel;
shrugging Roy�s
hand off in the process.

He watched Ed�s back for several minutes, trying to puzzle
out what could be going on in the boy�s mind.�
It now was obvious to Roy
that Ed wanted to be with him, but
this wasn�t exactly how someone acted when they were getting what they
wanted.� It didn�t take him long,
thinking about what had just happened, to come up with a theory.

He laid his hand, again, on Ed�s shoulder.� The skin felt warm under his fingers.� The blond tried shaking it off again, but Roy kept his grip firm.

�Fuck off!� Ed said angrily.

�Turn around Fullme�� A pause.� �Ed.�

�No�� came the whispered response.

�Ed�� Roy
repeated softly, then gently started pulling on the
boy�s shoulder.

There was resistance at first, then
the blond turned easily back onto his back.�
Roy got
up on one elbow and leaned over the short alchemist.� Ed turned his head away, but Roy slipped his hand under
the young man�s face and turned it back toward him.�

Unshed tears made the teenager�s golden orbs swim.�

Roy
laid his arm across the boy�s chest, his hand on the automail arm and watched
as Ed looked away in embarrassment.� �Is this what�s bothering you?� he asked the teen.

Ed made no reply.

�Because it doesn�t bother me.��

A tear made a line down Ed�s cheek as he turned his head to
stare up at the dark haired man.� �It
doesn�t?�

Roy
smiled slightly and shook his head.

�Well, it bothers me!� Ed yelled, suddenly angry.� �I hate it!�
I hate that I can�t feel anything with it, hate the way it makes me
look; like I�m not real or something!� I
hate what I can do with it; what I�m capable of!� I hate this fucking automail.� I hate this fucking body!� I hate my fucking life!�� Suddenly the raging
fire seemed to go out and Ed whispered.�
�I just wish I was dead.��

Roy
frowned silently down at the young alchemist who was now looking away again,
tears flowing freely down his face.� He
was almost afraid to speak.� Ed had let
him in on a large amount of private information.� If he handled this wrong it could be a total
disaster.

He moved his hand to cup Ed�s cheek and brought the boy�s
head back to face him.� Roy waited until Ed moved his eyes to look up
at him before he spoke.�

�Ed.� There�s nothing wrong with your body.� You are
real.�� He rubbed his thumb on Ed�s cheek
and whispered, �You�re beautiful��

The short alchemist stared up into Roy�s eyes.�
When Ed blinked, a tear ran down his cheek.� �You�re lying,� the teen whispered.�

Roy
shook his head.� �No.� It�s true Ed.�� He sighed. �I know you�ve had it hard, but
you can only move forward.�

The delicate features of Ed�s face crumpled.� �You don�t know� you don�t know what I�ve
done� I don�t want to go forward��

�You�re right.� I
don�t know everything you�ve done, and I won�t know unless you tell me.� What I do
know is that we all do things that we regret.�
I know how it feels to do� despicable� things.� I know what it�s like to want to forget, to
want to end it all.��

When Ed didn�t respond, Roy decided it was time to change the subject
to something a little less depressing.�
Heart pounding in nervous apprehension, he lowered his head so that his
lips were right next to Ed�s ear and whispered.�
�You know what I think?��

Ed shook his head.

�I think you need to relax,� he said, then softly kissed the
tender skin right below Ed�s ear and smiled when he heard a small gasp from his
young bedmate.�

�I�ll make you forget all your troubles.� At least for tonight. �I want you to just lay back and enjoy
the experience,� he said, and ran his tongue lightly along the edge of Ed�s ear
until it reached the place were it connected with the face.�

At this, Ed�s body stiffened, and he whispered, �Colonel�?��

�Shhh� Roy hushed before gently tickling the inside
of the boy�s ear with the tip of his tongue.�
He took the earlobe into his mouth, giving it a mild suck before he
pulled his face away, letting the loose skin pop out lightly between his lips.�

He could feel Ed�s chest begin to rise and fall as his
breathing quickened, but the boy�s body was still tense. �Relax,� Roy
whispered again, and he was relieved when Ed did.

Roy
tightened his grip on the automail, shifting his weight on his other arm while
bringing himself onto his knees for better leverage.� His metal dog tags clattered against Ed�s arm
as he bent his head lower and touched his lips to the place on Ed�s neck right
under the jaw and began planting slow, hot, breathy kisses down to the young
alchemist�s collar bone.�

A moan escaped from the blond teen as Roy slowly, and
deliberately, let his tongue drag wetly down the line of the bone to the hollow
of Ed�s throat, then gently nipped at the skin with his lips before raising his
head to look into Ed�s large, round eyes.

The blond�s breathing was coming in short, panting breaths
and his face was a brilliant shade of red.�
Golden orbs seemed to glow in the dimly lit room as he stared back at Roy with the eyes of the
inexperienced.�

Everything was new �

In a way, Roy
envied him.�

Without taking his eyes from Ed�s, Roy slid his hand lightly over the automail,
the steel cool against his touch.� When
he reached the place where the limb was attached to Ed�s skin, Roy gently brushed his fingers over the
scared tissue.� The blond took in a deep
breath and let his eyes dart in that direction, then back.�

By then, he had gone on, moving his hand gently up Ed�s
neck, brushing the fine hairs with his fingers but not touching the skin.� When he reached the spot where the thick,
blond hair attached to Ed�s head, Roy pressed the pads of his fingers close to
the skin as he continued, letting the hair run through his fingers as he slid
his hand between Ed�s head and the pillow.�

Keeping his eyes on Ed�s, Roy began to move his head forward, but
paused momentarily as a wave of nervousness washed over him.�

Too late to rethink
this, he thought, and began again, bringing his face close enough to Ed�s
that their noses touched.� The short
alchemist�s eyes grew even larger and he swallowed hard.� Roy
smiled a little before closing his eyes, turning his head slightly and lightly pressing
his lips against Ed�s.

Roy
had always imagined that Ed�s lips would be soft and velvety, but the real Ed�s
lips were slightly rough.� This gave him
the impression that the boy didn�t exactly fawn over himself, but rather did
only the necessary things to keep himself groomed and sanitary.� His lips pulled into an involuntary smile at
the new piece of private information about the boy.

Roy
lifted his head a bit, releasing Ed from the brief kiss for a moment before
running the tip of his tongue along the lips of Ed�s open, gasping mouth.� Then he pulled the blond�s head forward as he
slid his tongue deftly into the damp cavity of Ed�s mouth, kissing the boy with
hot, urgent need.

At first he got little response, but it didn�t take long
before Ed tentatively began to kiss him back; hesitation quickly becoming lost
in desire. �Roy felt a touch on his back from Ed�s real
hand, and the contact flared his arousal like oil to fire.

When Roy
finally broke the kiss by sliding his hand out from beneath Ed�s head and
letting it drop back to the pillow, they were both panting heavily.� Immediately, Roy slid his now free hand under
the too big shirt Ed was wearing and brushed his hand over the smooth skin of
the blond�s torso before sitting back on his knees and grabbing the shirt with
his other hand, pulling it toward the blond�s head.

Ed, child prodigy that he was, looked at him in confusion
for only a second before lifting his arms to make it easier for Roy to unburden himself
of this flimsy barricade between them.

Roy
leaned down and began running his tongue wetly over the nipples on Ed�s chest,
making the teen moan as he absentmindedly tossed the shirt between the two
pillows.� He took one of the small nubs
in his mouth and ran his tongue around it while sliding one of his hands down
Ed�s stomach and under the band of the sweats.�
The boy�s breathing was hard and erratic, and was accompanied by
auditory exclamations of pleasure.

He trailed kisses across to the other nipple as he ran his
hand down the inside of the boy�s real thigh, skirting the blond�s sex
completely.� Ed whimpered and, Roy could feel the young
alchemist trembling beneath his touch. �He
lifted his head to look at Ed�s face as he moved his hand to the teen�s
manhood, taking the shaft firmly in his grip.

Ed�s eyes, closed when Roy
had looked at him, popped open and he gasped.�
It took only a couple of strokes before the blond pushed his hips up
hard, his whole body tensing, eyes and mouth opening wide, fists clenching
tightly on the bed sheets.

Roy
felt spasms in Ed�s hard erection and a second later he felt wet, stickiness
drip onto his hand.� He smiled at Ed,
whose body was only beginning to relax and whose breathing was still harsh and
jagged.�

Ed grinned and whispered, �Wow� oh my� wow� that was� so� amazing.� �

Roy
smiled at the complement and said, �Better than flying solo, isn�t it.��

The blond nodded emphatically, and watched as Roy pulled his hand out
from beneath the sweats.� When he put one
of his fingers in his mouth, Ed pulled a face.

�What?��

�That�s� just� gross.�

Roy�s
eyebrows raised in amusement.� �You mean
to tell me you�ve never wondered how you taste?�

Ed shook his head.

�Well you should try it at least once,� he said, holding his
hand out.

�Oh fuck no,� the blond said adamantly, and turned his head
away.

Sighing, Roy
slid his boxers down and laid on his back; spreading
the remaining wetness on his hand over his hard sex.� There was a rustling beside him.� Roy
glanced ever and saw that Ed had rolled over onto his side, facing toward
him.� The blond teen was looking down at Roy�s handy work with
unfeigned interest.� It occurred to him
that Ed had probably never watched someone give themselves
a hand job before.�

With practiced ease, Roy
slid his slick hand up and down and around his erect arousal.� He could feel himself getting harder, and he
consciously had to make himself slow down.�
Roy
didn�t want to finish quickly; he wanted to go slow, so that he could watch
Ed�s face longer.� The young alchemist
was obviously enjoying himself.�

A thought came to him and he moved his hand away and to
Ed.� �Spit,� he commanded, holding his
palm open.� The short teen looked at Roy, his brow crinkling, then moved his gaze down.�
For a moment he peered at the outstretched hand, then
complied.� �Again,� Roy demanded feeling incredibly turned on by
the warm, slimy liquid in his hand.� Ed
made to spit again, but this time it caught on his lip and the saliva began
dribbling down his chin.� Ed blushed in
embarrassment. �Roy grinned slightly, took his thumb and wiped
the spittle off of Ed�s skin, then softly kissed the boy before turning his
attention back to what he was doing.

Bringing his hand back to his sex, he began spreading the
saliva over it.� He liked the thought of
using more of Ed�s body fluids to take care of himself.� He�d love to have Ed help out, but decided
not to broach the subject given the boy�s injured hand.�

Another time perhaps.

For now though, he was ready to quit holding himself back.

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Ed eyes widened involuntarily as he watched Mustang�s hips
rise, slightly pushing into his hand; which had begun to speed up.� The blond boy swallowed and licked his
lips.� His heart was racing, and he
breathed in and out quickly.�

The colonel�s own breathing was erratic and although he was
staring fixedly at Ed, his eyes were beginning to take on a glazed look.� His lips parted and Ed looked down to see
Mustang�s hand make two spasmodic jerks, then
stop.� The man�s hips were pushing his erection
hard into his fist.� Milky white liquid
squirted up and dropped onto Mustang�s hand.�

Ed moved his gaze back to Mustang�s face and he saw that the
man was now staring at the ceiling with a relieved look.� His breath was coming out in long drawn out
bursts of air and Ed could see a few beads of sweat dot the man�s forehead.

The colonel turned his head toward Ed and brought his hand
up, licking a part of the flesh that was covered in the filmy stickiness.� Ed pinched the bridge of his nosed and shook
his head.� It was just so� gross��

He heard Mustang chuckle.�
�Don�t tell me you don�t want to taste it because it�s white...�

Ed glared at the other man, but the colonel didn�t seem to
mind.� For a moment Mustang looked around,
then grabbed the shirt Ed had been wearing, and used
it to clean himself up.� When he was
finished, Mustang lifted the blanket, and Ed scooted in close.

Wrapped in the dark haired man�s arms, Ed felt warm and
secure.� For now, at least, his thoughts
didn�t trouble him, and for the first time in a week he was finally able to
drop off into an untroubled sleep. �

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