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Playing Your Cards	By : CherryWolfChan Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2856 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Playing Your Cards
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You
know, in the middle of writing this story, I realized—fma
people probably don’t have television… but you know
what, this is my story and I say they have television.

Dating
had seemed so simple. You take a date out for a night on the town,
feed them, entertain them, and lastly—if you play your cards
right, you will get them in your bed. Roy Mustang partook in dating,
he did it a lot, but he rarely got the prize at the end. He had dated
many types of women: women who worshiped him, women that were shy
around him, and even women who had resisted his charm to the point of
them jumping on them. He was habitually smooth when asking women out
on dates, but he had no experience when it came to men, and that it
is where he messed up. He was having a usual spat with Fullmetal—the
younger boy cursing at him about a mission and him ignoring him and
every pause Fullmetal makes, he says something in retort. Everything
seemed normal, until the end; where Fullmetal announced that he would
treat him to dinner.

It
was strange, taking the Fullmetal Alchemist out on a “date”.
The Fullmetal Alchemist couldn’t really be thought of as girly,
and Roy Mustang had a hard time trying to imagine the younger man as
a somewhat masculine woman, but that was helping. Just the mere
thought of going out with a woman with growing peach fuzz made him
shiver. Before he had departed from the office First Lieutenant
Hawkeye had tried to persuade him not to take Edward out. Just the
thought of the First Lieutenant worried about “hormones”
and “what he will do” made him feel sick. This wasn’t
a date… it was a dinner, and that was it. The day either Roy
Mustang or Edward Elric looked upon the dinner request as a date,
would be the day cows fly. Nevertheless, Roy stood in front of his
mirror, getting ready for the dinner. He decided to dress in tuxedo
and comb out his hair. He glared at the image in the mirror. He
didn’t like this tux, but it was the only one he had that fit
him or was available. He grimaced when he heard the violent knocking
at the door, and sure enough there stood Edward- sour faced and all.

Didn’t
the boy realize he was suppose to come to him?

Edward
scowled up at the man, as if he had the flair to read minds. “I
am hungry. Let’s go.”

Ah,
of course. This still was Fullmetal; he just wanted an excuse to blow
the Colonel’s money. Roy sneered. It was so like Fullmetal.
However, that didn’t stop Roy from wondering why was the other
man wearing a tux then? Was it because he didn’t want to look
poor or inept? Whatever the reason it made him feel uncomfortable.
Seeing Edward dressed regal-looking and wondering where did he find a
tux that small. Of course Roy bit his lip. He would never spout that
out to Edward; he didn’t like making fun of someone because of
their height, unless it is completely necessary. The two men walked
over to Roy’s car. Roy opened the door for Edward. Edward
scrunched up his nose at him, but got in anyways. Once Roy was in the
diver’s seat, he decided to talk to the other man.

“So…
did you think we were going somewhere expensive?”

Edward
raised an eyebrow. “Well, if we aren’t, explain your
attire.”

Roy
grimaced. Of course they were going somewhere nice. Did Fullmetal
actually think they were going to some burger joint? Although Roy was
sure that Edward would have enjoyed that just as much. The drive was
pretty silent the rest of the way, both men thinking. The restaurant
waiters didn’t stare too much, but they did stare, seeing two
men going in a restaurant together wasn’t normal, but upon
seeing the silver pocket watches, it was obvious the two men weren’t
fraternizing, but were merely going to have a business dinner. The
two men were seated and asked for drinks.

“I
would like a scotch please.”

Edward
wrinkled his nose. “I would like orange juice please.”

The
waiter bowed and was on his way.

“Such
a childish drink for a childish boy.”

“I
am not childish; I just don’t think drinking alcohol would be
of my best interests.”

Roy
raised an eyebrow as Edward scanned the menu. Edward had a weird look
in his eyes that Roy rarely saw in him, yet has heard about…
hunger. Now, by looking at the so-called “hungry look”,
Roy could easily imagine a wanton Fullmetal, pawing at him for sex.
Roy grimaced, although the thought wasn’t bad, but the thought
of who, was. He studied Edward’s face, casting aside the
hungry look; Edward looked like what he was—a boy blossoming
into a man. His lines of his face becoming more defined, his hair on
his face looked ready to grow into facial hair, his eyes becoming
less child-like. Fullmetal was growing up. Roy snorted. If Edward
looked that mature already, then he could just imagine what he
looked like. Mustang men had a habit of getting gray hairs near their
mid to late forties. He sighed. He knew he was getting older…
His eyes met with a confused looking Edward.

“What?”

“You
have a lot of funny expressions. You looked disgusted, then amused,
and now you looked bummed… am I really that distasteful?”

Oh
what Fullmetal didn’t know…

Edward
studied the Colonel, putting his head in his hands. The Colonel was
confusing. He watched as the man ordered. The Colonel wasn’t
bad looking. He was trustworthy, just disgusting. Edward noticed Roy
smile up at the waitress, seeing her blush and nod. Ed never noticed
before, but Roy’s smile was graceful, like the rest of his
face. Roy gave off a sense of masculinity that was hard to ignore,
but the man had his feminine features. The bridge of his nose was
sleek and elegant, even the slant of his eyes looked like it could
belong to a woman. Ed noticed the beginning of new stubble making
its way onto Roy’s jaw and jaw line. He tried picturing Roy
with a beard, but he just couldn’t see it. Roy finished talking
with the waitress and looked at Edward.

“Now
you order.”

“Aa.
I would like this to this.”

The
waitress looked at Edward open-mouthed, and then she looked at Roy
with hungry eyes. She bowed to the two men and announced that their
food would be served as soon as possible. Roy sipped at his drink
while Edward glowered at him. Roy sneered. “Going to be able to
eat all of that food?” Edward snorted. “No problem…
nice to see you hit on women while having dinner with someone. It’s
not very kind of you, Taisa.”

“Oh,
and I suppose I am to hit on you?”

“No!
Don’t be stupid Colonel Shit! It’s just it gives me an
insight of how you act with other dinner dates. Now I just feel sorry
for all of those women who date you.”

“This
isn’t a date, Fullmetal. So what I do really doesn’t show
what I do on real dates.”

This
was interesting. Did Fullmetal actually think of this as a date? It
would make an interesting, yet disturbing, twist on what he had
thought to be true. Edward drank his orange juice in silence as Roy
scrutinized him, trying to figure out his train of thought. Edward
pulled the drink down revealing that he had an ice cube between his
lips. Roy watched as he saw a little pink tongue run along the small
chunk of ice. Edward closed his eyes as he suckled on it, then
startling Roy with a loud crunch. Roy frowned. He should have known
better than to get excited over nothing. Edward perked up as the
waitress came with the food.

“Enjoy.”

Roy
began eating; he peered at Edward, seeing the boy take in food like a
black hole. Sometimes Roy even wondered if the boy had enough time
to chew and savor the food. Edward stopped for a second, chewing on
some of his food.

“Mm…
It’s okay. Not the best.”

Roy
watched the young devour his food, and to his amazement, the boy ate
it all. Like he said he would. Roy finished his plate and began
drinking the rest of his drink. Edward grinned up at Roy. “Where
are we going now?”

“I
will be taking you back to Alphonse.”

Edward
snorted. “Taisa… this is our first date and you want it
to end already? You really are a bastard.”

Roy
felt infuriated. One, he never considered this a date and two, Edward
acting like that freaks him out. But he sighed, he was going to play
Edward at his own game, teach the boy that he shouldn’t mess
with someone like he was doing. He put on a smile. “Ah, we are
going back to my house, to watch a movie.”

Roy
had thought he had one once he saw Edward’s face skew up into a
distasteful look, but the boy grinned as they left the restaurant,
after Roy had paid the huge bill. The two men walked beside each
other to the car, Edward looked up at Roy. The man’s face was
being illuminated by the evening glow of the setting sun, and he
could see more of the Colonel’s softness in his face. He
lowered his eyes. He shouldn’t be thinking of such things. This
was all just to peeve the Colonel, and spend his money. Roy opened
the door for Edward, allowing the boy to get in. The two didn’t
talk during the car ride, not a single word was uttered as Roy drove
into his driveway.

Edward
got out, putting his hands on his hips. “Tucker gets a huge
house and you get a relatively small house… how kind of the
military.”

“I
refused the big house. What good would it do for a bachelor like
myself? More cleaning?”

Edward
bit his lip, but followed the man he thought he knew. He figured the
Roy Mustang would have had a big house, full of lavish things and
things of amazement that expressed his wealth—and yet it was
just the opposite. The house looked bare, with the exceptions of
small coffee tables, pictures, and a few things that looked more like
old personal belongings rather than expensive items. Edward walked
over to the nearest coffee table. It had a doily on it, with
beautiful woven designs; a vase was perched on it with beautiful
lilac colored flowers blooming out of it, a picture of a younger Roy
in a military outfit sat beside it. Edward looked over at Roy as he
was still in the door way, slipping off his shoes.

“Ah!
I’m sorry.”

Roy
looked up, seeing Edward walk to where he is, and began taking off
his own shoes. “It’s okay,” confessed Roy amusedly.
“I normally take off my shoes when I enter my home, but you
don’t have to.”

“No.
I want to.”

Roy
shook his head, taking off his vest, hanging it up on the coat rack.
He also took off his tie. Edward watched the older man walk into the
living room, in which he followed him. They both sat down on the
couch as Roy turned on the television. There wasn’t much on,
seeing as the television had limited channels. Roy looked down at
Edward from the corner of his eyes. His plan would have to work. This
would get Edward Elric wanting to leave. He bent down and placed his
lips over the Fullmetal’s.

This
kiss was awkward, their noses had bumped, Edward’s face was
cocked at a weird angle and he wasn’t responding. But that
might be a sign that Edward would be disgusted and flee. Roy slid his
tongue out, rubbing it across the other’s bottom lip. Edward
let out a small sigh, allowing Roy the chance to slide his tongue in.
Edward felt startled at first. The feeling of a warm tongue rubbing
across him own made him feel a jolt of some unknown feeling. Never
had Ed been kissed like this, in fact, it was his first kiss ever. He
opened his mouth wider, allowing the kiss to go deeper. Their tongues
intertwined in the gap that had been created. Edward let out a small
gurgle as he felt himself slowly being brought down to a lying
position and with the Colonel on top of him. Edward moaned as the
Colonel’s cool hand slid into his shirt. He felt his face heat
up as the Colonel’s skilled hands worked in his exposed left
nipple and the Colonel’s left hand slowly traveled down his
stomach.

Roy
felt like he was floating on the ceiling, watching all of this
happen, like suddenly had left his body and somebody was possessing
him to do all of the copulatory things he was doing to Edward. He
watched as Edward began to become more dominate in kisses. Roy
shivered as his hand had finally made it down Ed’s pants.
Edward broke the kiss to cry out in passion. Roy licked his lips and
continued to stroke Edward, causing the boy to cry out again. Edward
narrowed his eyes as he felt Roy begin to move away.

“You
better help me with this problem you caused, you colonel shit.”

The
way Edward talked made it obvious that he was still out of breath
from kissing, and the swollen lips didn’t help either. Edward
growled, becoming impatient, he stretched out on Roy, causing Roy too
look flabbergasted. Edward kissed Roy’s neck, trailing an
imaginary line with his tongue, he began fumbling with Roy’s
pants, and Roy helped and allowed Edward to take them off. Edward
looked into Roy’s eyes. Never had he seen Fullmetal’s
eyes as lustful as he did today. Edward scooted closer to Roy as the
man was leaning against the arm of the couch.

Edward
managed to pull Roy’s boxers down to his knees. Edward grinned
peering at Roy’s manhood, but didn’t even say anything,
he looked up at Roy who looked rather calm in this situation. Edward
slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles and he shoved two flesh
fingers into Roy’s mouth. He didn’t expect the Colonel to
begin suckling on them, gliding his tongue between each one and
savoring the test of each individual digit. Edward grinned cockily.
The Colonel wanted it. He pulled his fingers out, they were covered
in saliva. Edward lifted one to his lips and licked it. He positioned
his fingers at the man’s opening.

He
slowly inserted a finger, moving it in and out slowly as well. He
could hear the Colonel’s faint grunts and sighs. He smirked. He
would have never known what to do if it weren’t for many of the
big-mouthed military men who talk about their “sexual episodes”
and “nice nights”. So he was glad to hear he was pleasing
Roy. He added another finger and increased the speed slightly. By the
time of the third finger Roy was bucking into his hand. He removed
his fingers and positioned himself. Roy was bent backwards over the
arm of the chair now, his legs over Edward’s shoulders.

Edward
thrust in slowly, the tightness of Roy made it hard for Ed to push in
all the way, but he did. Ed hissed out a gasp at the feeling of
extreme warmth around his throbbing manhood pulsated and dared him to
move, to thrust wildly. He growled a little and began moving in and
out of Roy. Roy grunted. He felt it again, the feeling of watching
himself do things. He could see himself, panting heavily, back bent
over in a painful manner over the arm of the couch, his legs resting
uncomfortably at Edward’s shoulders, and Edward… Edward
was moaning with each thrust he made into him. The boy’s moans
weren’t manly, most of the time they sounded like a boy who has
yet to hit puberty, but they had their low moments. The graceful
movements of Ed’s hips and back captivated Roy; the simple
movement of their bodies was enough to send him into a personal
utopia.

Roy
gasped as Edward increased the speed and pressure of his drive.
Edward was sweating a lot, as was Roy, but as Edward sweated the
peach fuzz was more obvious than it was early and the look of
concentration made him look even more like a man, other than Ed doing
the obvious made him manly enough. Edward paused, letting loose his
seed. Roy followed shortly after, both moaning. Edward slid out of
Roy. He slapped the man his stomach. “Oi! Colonel Shit! I am
tired.”

Roy
snorted, sitting up. He winced as he did. It wasn’t the choice
feeling, but he dealt with it and motioned for Edward to follow him.
He allowed Edward to go in the guest bedroom, while he made it to his
own. Ed’s room was right beside his, and he could hear the boy
squirm in his bed. Roy began thinking as he heard the noise. Dating
was complicated when it came to two men, especially if you didn’t
know it was a date. But it was like all other dating he supposed. He
just had no idea what he was doing. He somehow managed to play the
cards right and end up with the “prize at the end”.

The
End
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