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Sweet as Honey	By : xkesshoux Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sweet as Honey

Characters:
Ed and Havoc

A/N:
Co-written, you could call it an RP, I wrote Ed, a friend wrote
Havoc. Oh em eff gee, there is some semblance of a plot!

Disclaimer: NOT. MINE.

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Ed leaned back against the wall, looking up at the Central
skyline. Pausing, he looked at his watch. “Dammit, he's
late...” He put the watch up, about to just take a seat in the
shade to wait.

Havoc strolled along the sidewalk, greatly enjoying an early
release from work. “Hmm....” He eyed the short blonde
that had appeared in his line of vision, raising an inquisitive
eyebrow. “...Oh, and who might you be waiting for, Edward?”

Ed looked up, blinking golden eyes at Havoc. "Huh? Oh,
nobody..." He averted his gaze skyward again.

The taller blonde blinked. "I see." He shrugged, hands
in his pockets to keep from playing with a cigarette that was, for
once, not in his mouth. He grinned, shifting blue eyes to look up
where Edward was gazing. "Mind if I join you in waiting for
nobody?"

Shrugging as well, Ed didn't make a move. "Not
particularly."

Havoc took that as a good sign, leaning against the wall next to
the alchemist. "I bet it's a girlfriend, if you don't mind me
saying so," He found himself saying, not entirely sure why.

Ed turned his head away just slightly. "I don't have
a girlfriend.."

"Doesn't mean you can't be standing around looking pretty for
a potential one. Hell knows I've done it before." Havoc
glanced down at Ed, an amused glint in his eyes. A tiny smile
crossed his face, and he looked in the direction of headquarters.
"...Or is it a boyfriend?"

"Nothing like that, either!" Ed let his bangs fall in
his face to hide any blush that might've been there. Roy was hardly
someone you could call a boyfriend. He slept around too much for
that kind of a title...

A large hand awkwardly patted Edward on the shoulder while Havoc
chuckled softly. Hmm, I think I might have touched a nerve.
"No need to be so uptight." He let his hand stay where it
was, almost about to let the fact that Edward Elric was blushing go
unnoticed. Almost. Afterall, Havoc was curious. "I don't
think the Colonel is really worth blushing over, either."

Ed stiffened at the hand on his
shoulder, froze at the comment. "W-what's that s-supposed to
mean anyway!"

Havoc nodded to himself, the tense
muscles under his hand seemingly confirming everything his mind was
speculating over. "Exactly as it sounds, Edward. You can take
it however you please. But I wouldn't stand here waiting for him."
He rested his head against the bricks behind him, smirking.
"Mustang sent me out early because he got pissy, but Hawkeye
isn't going to let him out of there for another few hours."

"But he promised he'd come
today, and-" Realizing what he just said, Ed clapped a hand over
his mouth, blushing furiously. His first instinct was to get away
from here, someplace where there would be no Roy, no Havoc, and most
importantly, no Al. Someplace he could be alone and fix his own
problems and mope about it.

Seemingly able to sense the boy's
sudden urge to bolt, Havoc's hand instinctively tightened its grip on
Ed's shoulder. "Ahh. I thought there was something going on."
Havoc's voice had dropped a bit in volume, and he mentally scolded
it for doing so. It wasn't that there were people around it was
just.. maybe he was hoping that Edward waiting for Roy wouldn't
actually have been the case here. He sighed, releasing the boy's
shoulder to ruffle the blonde spikes on his head. Ed could turn and
run away all he wanted, but they both knew it wouldn't change the
fact that Havoc knew. He glanced at the blushing face and sighed
again, involuntarily. "I'm telling you, kid, he's not worth
blushing over. You're going to get burned."

Ed's hands clenched into fists, so
tight that the automail ground a protest. "You think I don't
know that!"

Havoc's gaze sharpened as he made a
soft clicking sound with his tongue. "I'm making sure
you know that." He pushed himself away from the wall, coming to
stand directly in front of Ed. "I'm just saying this as someone
that's already been in your shoes."

"What do you propose I do
then, huh?!" Ed looked up, furious, blushing, and halfway to
tears. He'd known how Roy was when he got into this, but he'd just
gotten...attached...

Havoc blinked, certainly not expecting such a large reaction. A
very expressive one, yes, but not one that had him feeling little
pangs of guilt for nearly getting the lad to cry. His gaze softened
some, and then he was scowling in every direction but Ed's rubbing
the back of his neck and muttering a string of curses that seemed to
have Roy's name attached to them. "I'm not going to tell you to
forget him.. I know that's not possible but... Dammit. At least he
gives everyone else the advantage of being an adult when dealing with
him." Havoc crouched in front of Ed, frowning slightly. "I
don't really have any clue on what to tell you, Ed. I wanted to say
something before you got in a position to be hurt but..."

"But what...?"

He glanced away, clearing his throat a bit too loudly as he stood
up. "But it appears that I'm a bit too late, and there's not
going to be very much that you'd allow for me to do anything about
it." Havoc looked at Ed again after an awkward moment,
something close to remorse hiding in the small smile he gave him.

"And what's that supposed to mean..." Ed looked
back, slightly confused and slightly irritated.

"Would you rather I be blunt about it, or do you want me to
break it to you gently? Just let me remind you that there's always
the option of dropping the conversation and both of us going on our
merry ways."

"It's a little late for that, I think.." Ed frowned
considerably, obviously thinking.

"Probably," Havoc replied simply, waiting to see if
Edward would say anything else before he himself decided if he wanted
to abruptly leave or not.

"So what then?" Ed just looked up at Havoc, expectant of
something, though he wasn't sure what.

Havoc looked down at Edward, contemplating any consequences this
might have. However, the contemplating came a bit too late, as Havoc
was already giving Ed the blunt answer. "I wanted to get you
before Mustang did, but he beat me to it. And I'd still like it, but
since you've gone and gotten yourself all hooked up over Roy,
there'll be none of it..... But this one time, I can't help myself."
And with that, Havoc was leaning down, grazing an apologetic kiss
over Edward's forehead. "Sorry."

"Sorry's not gonna cut it," Ed mumbled, tugging the man
down by his lapels into something not at all apologetic and most
definitely not on his forehead.

"Ed--" Was about all Havoc could get out before he was
simply indulging in what the shorter blonde was giving him. His
mouth claimed Edward's as his own, if only for that moment, paying no
heed to the general rule of 'take it slow the first time.' There was
no time for that if this was going to be the only time. It was fast
and needy, slowing only when Havoc forced himself to pull himself
away from Ed. "Ed.." He said simply, voice low and
yearning as the one syallable asked everything that needed to be
asked.

"How far away is your place..." Ed questioned, once he'd
remembered how to breathe. That was...definitely...different
from Roy... But who was he to say it wasn't good?

He hadn't realized that he had put them there in the kiss, but
Havoc's hands squeezed Edward's shoulders at his words, a map already
laying itself out in his head. Oh no, they weren't going back to his
place, they're weren't... This was simply just a very real feeling
daydream. A very real and very nice one, complete with Havoc finding
himself mumbling vague phrases like "only a few minutes",
and him pulling Ed away from the wall into a quick kiss before
directing him down the street in the direction of his apartment.

The second the door shut behind them, Ed drug Havoc back down for
more, fingers feeling out the clasps and buttons of the taller
blonde's uniform as if it were second nature. Apparently, being with
Roy he'd gotten it down to an art.

The obviousness of that fact pained Havoc a little on the inside,
but he soon recovered, grazing hot kisses down Ed's neck as his
jacket slipped to the floor. His hands made their way to give Edward
the same treatment, mouth content for the moment to take in the taste
of the boy's skin (and God, it tasted nearly sweet), surely leaving a
mark on the base of Ed's shoulder that would make Roy envious. But
right now the young alchemist was Havoc's, and Havoc was directing
said alchemist to his bedroom, fingers sliding the red and black
jackets to the ground.

Ed found very quickly that he could get used to this, even if he'd
had any second thoughts, Havoc's lips, tongue and teeth were doing a
very good job of persuading him otherwise.

But right now, the taller blonde was pinning Ed against his
bedroom door, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he realized he
had actually closed said door that morning. There wasn't that
much room for complaint, though, as this gave Havoc the oppurtunity
to pull off the teen's tank top and run his hands over the flesh he
revealed. Havoc's hips moved against Ed's, grinding slowly.

Ed gasped, all movement frozen for the shortest moment before he
moved back against Havoc. His hands, flesh and automail alike,
drifted up under Havoc's shirt, slowly pushing up the fabric.
Considering the height difference, he simply fell to the man's chest
as it was exposed before him. It wasn't long before his focus found
Havoc's right nipple.

Havoc shivered under the fingertips, both hot and cool against his
skin, his breath catching as the exploring digits began to tease and
pinch. With a soft moan, he was suddenly a bit frantic to find the
handle for the door. He wanted more of this touch, wanted to explore
Ed's body and bask in the heat without fear of toppling over on the
floor. One arm circled Ed's back as Havoc's hand finally found the
door handle, pushing the currently hated door open just far enough
for him to back Edward up and onto a much softer bed.

Golden eyes gazed heatedly up into blue while Ed tried to catch
his breath. This was definitely better than Roy. He would
almost go so far as to say this was infinitely better than
Roy. At least now he was allowed his own bit of control over the
situation.

Edward's gaze made Havoc shiver again, only with the desire to rip
off the remainder of their clothes and fulfill the raw need that was
making itself nearly painfully evident against the restraints of his
pants as he knelt over the boy, watching him pant underneath him. A
glance was all Havoc needed to see that Ed had a similar problem. He
grinned, leaning down and taking Ed in a kiss, one hand slipping down
to cup the boy's groin and simply rub.

A soft and piteous sound filtered into the kiss, Ed's hips slowly
rocking against Havoc's hand. Human fingers were soon twined in
tawny blonde strands, automail ones tracing Havoc's spine.

There was a quiet moan in response, Havoc's fingers sliding up the
covered bulge to toy with the buttons on Ed's pants, skillfully
working the fly open to slip inside and seeing what else he could
play with. He rested his weight on his elbows, nibbling Ed's lower
lip as his free hand found it increasingly difficult to properly
untangle the long blonde hair from its tie and braid by itself, while
the other managed to find what it wanted and proceeded to ever so
slowly stroke up and down.

Oh, this was quite unfair, though the stroking was a bit
easier to deal with than the rubbing had been. Ed let slip something
between a whimper and a moan, running his tongue over Havoc's upper
lip. If he'd have been in the position to, he would have already had
the man's pants off, but at present, he was content to let his hands
roam where they pleased.

A wicked grin crossed Havoc's features, his thumb making insistent
circles around Ed's tip. He kissed Ed's nose, quite appreciative
noises coming from his throat at the boy's touches. Havoc pressed
his forhead to Ed's, turning his face to breathe and whisper against
Ed's ear. "Tell me what you want..."

Ed tried to focus somewhere else aside from that damn thumb, but
found it difficult to do so. "Fuck me," he
breathed, "please," he moaned, "Jean.."

A sudden thrill shot straight to Havoc's groin at hearing his name
moaned like that, and all he could respond with was an affirmative
sounding "Hnn" and a light flick of his tongue against Ed's
earlobe. His hands untangled themselves from Ed's pants and hair,
moving with the one purpose of removing the rest of Ed's clothes from
his body. The procress was frustratingly slow, all things
considered, but Jean was soon rewarded with the glorious sight of a
completely naked Edward, writhing and panting for him, not
Mustang. The thought gave him a great amount of pleasure, and he
moved in to gently take Ed in his mouth.

For the few moments that no part of Havoc was touching his groin,
Ed found it very irritating that the man still had on the majority of
his clothes. After that moment was up, however, he found that he
really didn't care. Lord did Ed envy the cigarette that had
the liberty of being between those lips almost constantly.

Havoc's tongue flicked up, licking Ed's underside up to the tip
before gently suckling at the top, heated blue gaze fixed on the
melted amber one above him. After a moment of that, Havoc sat up a
little, his mouth replaced by a pumping hand as he worked the fly of
his own pants, needing both his hands for just a moment to push the
offending article of clothing and his boxers off and to the end of
the bed. Then his hand was back at Edward's groin, his other
pressing two fingers quite insistantly against Edward's lips.

Surprisingly relaxed, Ed focused nearly all of his attention on
Havoc's fingers. He took the digits in carefully, slowly as he could
force himself to do. Sucking gently and letting his tongue caress
the pads, Ed gazed sultry past the man's hand, thoroughly showing off
just what he could do with his mouth should the opportunity be
presented.

Edward's little show did absolutley nothing for Havoc, besides
increase the arousal sitting between his legs. The feel of the boy's
tongue angsint his fingers and the way he looked while sucking them
off left Havoc moaning at an image of what Edward's mouth could do in
other locations. It took a slight bit of effort to want to pull his
fingers away, but the promise of something better allowed it to
happen. Havoc watched the thin trail of saliva that connected Ed's
mouth to his moving fingers, how it left Ed's kiss bruised lips
shiny, and the way his fingers moved down past Edward's heat to rub
and tease his other lovely spot.

Ed licked his lips, watching, anticipating. He reached out,
wanting to pull Havoc closer, wanting to kiss him, find his own taste
somewhere in his mouth.

Havoc was only to happy to comply, brushing his lips against
Edward's as his fingers brushed over the small, tight, ring, before
sinking fully into the dance of lips and tongue. His wet fingers
found the entrace they were searching for, slowly delving into the
heat.

Ed only groaned softly into Havoc's mouth at the intruding digits,
his body resisting only slightly before he relaxed fully once more.
He didn't bother to battle for supremecy in the kiss, more inclined
just to enjoy it to the fullest as his fingers twined once more into
the taller blonde's hair. Automail was a sharply cool contrast to
the heat of their bodies, though warming slowly, the difference was
still noticeable down Havoc's side and against his leg.

The cold metal against Havoc's leg made him flinch slightly and
groan what sounded like Ed's name into the kiss, but he adjusted
relatively quickly, welcoming the cool touch. His fingers started
moving then, slowly pistoning in and out as Havoc built up a rhythm
for them. His kiss slowed into a luxurious drawl, savoring the taste
and feel of Edward's mouth as his first finger managed to find and
stroke just there at that spot, another finger discreetly
slipping in as well to brush just right there.

Hardly able to keep the kiss just that, a gasp, followed by an
incoherent moan (although it did sound suspiciously like
'yesohgodplease') left the smaller blonde's mouth.

A smile crossed Havoc's face through the kiss, his fingers
scissoring and hand pumping slowly at Ed's momentarily neglected
arousal, stretching him until he deemed the boy ready. It was all
Havoc could do to keep his sudden impatience from making him just
slam into the smaller blonde, instead removing his fingers and
sitting Ed up as he let a hand trail down to stroke himself, giving
Ed a very meaningful sultry look.

"Jean..." Ed breathed, swallowing compulsively. He
wriggled slightly, part of him (albeit an extremely small part at the
moment) wondering how long this would last. He could really
get used to this..

Jean leaned forward, cupping Ed's face in his hands and brushing a
kiss over his forehead. "I've been wanting...to
do this.." His
cheek rested against Ed's, words whispering hot against Ed's earlobe
as he gently lifted the boy into his lap. "..For so long.."
His fingers kneaded the firm globes of Ed's bottom, stretching and
lifting, until finally he was settling the smaller body back down as
slowly as his control would allow. "I want to be in
you.. Ed.."

Arms around Havoc's neck, Ed held on tightly, helping as best he
could to make it easier. His nails dug into Havoc's back, even as he
bit back a whimper, only half successfully. "Jean..please.."
came the barely audible, breathy moan, hot against his neck.

"Ed..." Havoc tried unsuccesfully to bite back
the rest of his moan, the tail end of it escaping as a pleasurable
hiss as he started to slide in, inch by inch. He took it slow,
taking time to let Ed adjust. No matter how many times the Colonel
might have had him, Edward was still unbelievably tight. He tried to
make it as painless as possible, but.. " ..Fuck!
Edward.." Suddenly he was buried all the way in,
surrounded by unbelievably tight heat, half-lidded gaze watching Ed's
face.

Ed nearly cried out, biting it back at the last second and
managing instead a strangled moan. For a few long moments, his gaze
was not at all focused, a slightly glazed look in barely open eyes,
panting breaths slowly coming down as he adjusted fully to Havoc
inside him. And then came the need for movement.

And it came, as Havoc settled into it, lifting Edwards hips up,
then down again against his own. Havoc moaned at the feeling,
repeating the process until the two of them were used to it. That
was about when instincts began to take over, and Havoc was moving Ed
back against the sheets again, thrusting in and out until he was able
to hit that spot for Edward at an almost consistent pace, panting and
moaning Edward's name.

Ed wrapped his legs around Havoc's waist, pulling him deeper,
harder with each thrust and nearly drowning in ecstasy each time he
hit that spot just right. He wasn't going to last long at this rate.
Havoc's name frequented the plethora of sounds that rose from his
throat.

It was hard enough for Havoc to make it this far, muscles
clenching and releasing him while numbing his mind into raw pleasure.
He felt himself creeping closer to the edge, Ed's name on the tip of
his tongue each time he was on the verge, but he knew it was just a
short time until he finally went over it. His hand found its way to
Ed's neglected arousal, sliding over slick flesh and pumping in time
with his thrusts, his mouth questing out Ed's throat and mouth.
"Ahh.. Ahhn.. Ed.. I want you to come with me...nnng.."

Havoc's voice in itself was almost enough to send Ed over the
edge, and it was only moments later that he reached it, calling the
other's name as his entire body tensed in waves, releasing over
Havoc's hand and on his stomach.

The taller blonde came just moments afterwards, the cry of Ed's
name mingling with his own as slid in one final time, his release
warm inside of Ed. Then there was simply contentment, Havoc gently
slipping out and lying besides Edward once he could move again,
careful to not rest his entire weight on him. His mind was still
pleasantly fuzzy with afterglow, and he found himself wrapping
protective arms around his young partner, pulling the blonde close to
him and nuzzling his face in the long gold locks.

Ed let out a pleasant little sigh, content to be held in his fuzzy
little haze. After a few moments, a thought floated up to the top of
his mind. He really wasn't the type for such sentimental words as 'I
love you', so he simply smiled. "Jean...thank you..."

Jean smiled, giving Ed a light hug in understanding, brushing some of
the boy's hair from his face. "...You're welcome."

Whee. That was fun, wasn't it. O-o
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