Regret

I’m so productive in the middle of the night. Bad me, cause I’m going to be tired and crabby tomorrow. Oh well, worth it. And the name sounds like it would be depressing but I wanted to try and buck the system a bit and have something fun under it. Your basic pwp, Roy gets to try his new toy, just not the way he expected.

Warnings: Yaoi (duh), toy (only one, so I don’t feel the need to put an s)

Disclaimer for habit: No money is made, do not own FMA


Regret


“Ed? Where are you?” Quick steps thudded up the stairs and Ed put his head on the desk. Damn it all anyways, that meeting was supposed to go for another few hours.

“What are you doing here, Bastard? It’s early.” He closed his book and set the notes aside. No point keeping them out if his former CO was here.

A pleased smirk and the brunette leaned in the doorway. “Finished ahead of schedule for once. The weekend is here!” He practically wriggled his happiness. “Let’s play a game.”

“Huh. Maybe. What kind of game is it? Will I like it?” He stood and walked over to get a kiss, wrapping his arms around the still slim waist. It was patted surreptitiously for softness and he grinned to find it firm as ever. He’d teased Roy about middle-age paunch last month, sparking a frenzy of ‘secret’ gym visits; apparently he was still doing it.

“I can feel you checking for fat and there isn’t any, nor was there ever, thank you very much. And of course you’ll like it, you always like it.”

“No I don’t! I didn’t like that stupid skirt you stuffed me into!” A metal finger jabbed and he was pulled in to rest against the solid chest.

A husky whisper against his ear crossed his eyes and his breathe hitched. “But you screamed so loudly and wriggled and begged.” A pleased smirk and the brunette pulled away. “It’s not a skirt this time, I promise.”

Ed gritted his teeth at the smug tone and tightened his hold on his lover. “It wouldn’t be the vibrator you put under the mattress this morning, would it?” Roy started and tried to pull away; he began to sweat a bit when he realized he was trapped. “Because that thing is huge and I can’t believe you actually thought you were putting that in me.”

“Now Ed, don’t be upset. It’s just a toy, no big deal.” Time to back off if he was already caught; he’d just try again later anyways.

A slightly feral grin and dark eyes widened in alarm before he was lifted over a broad shoulder. “Why no, the toy is not a big deal.” The brunette kicked and wriggled only to get a hard hand on his ass for his trouble. “Hold still or we’ll fall.” They proceeded down the hall and into the bedroom, Ed tossing Roy on the bed and pouncing after him before he could get reoriented.

A quick clap and slim hands were engulfed in sheets pulling them up to the headboard. Another and the brunette was wriggling around in his underwear. “Let me up, Edward.” Blond shook with a laugh and he started kicking and yanking vainly on the restraints. Oh shit, he was getting hard; he was so used to Ed removing his clothes, the charge of alchemy over his skin did it automatically.

“Why? You like it.” A flesh finger trailed over the rising flesh, teasing with a feather light touch. “Should I take them off?” Dark bangs shook frantically. “They’ll get wet.” The long ponytail slid over a shoulder as the blond leaned down to catch the head in his mouth and suck gently, moving his tongue over the spongy surface, wetting the cloth.

The taller alchemist gritted his teeth, refusing to let the pleased little sounds out. His legs still spasmed faintly but firm hands held him still and he had no choice but to take the slow torture. Finally he was released with a soft sucking noise and bit his lip not to protest.

Gold eyes held his and the blond backed away from the bed to push his indoor shoes off, taking his socks with them. No, he wasn’t going to… Yes, he was. A groan escaped then and the brat just smirked at him and continued stripping slowly. Button by button his shirt edged open and Roy had never hated buttons as much as he did right then. The shirt was finally open and he left it on, letting it brush his sides and nipples; watching them perk under the light touches left the brunette panting helplessly.

The buttons on the brown pants were no better, sliding gently from their holes to expose dark skin; the tone he’d always thought was just sun-tanned was the actual skin tone and had fascinated him when he first saw that it was everywhere. Roy still couldn’t take his eyes off the smooth skin sliding into view as the zipper lowered slowly, showing dark curls he knew to be soft as down.

No underwear again and the brunette felt himself getting harder by the second. Finally, enough of the clothing was opened to let the head of the blond’s erection peek out, a dark, dusky pink, a few shades darker than his nipples. The metal hand closed delicately around the hard length and pulled lightly, accompanied by a low moan and arch of the back.

“Ed, stop, Ed, please! Enough, let me up, I’m sorry, we won’t use it, I swear!” He couldn’t help it, his balls felt like they would explode and his eyes wouldn’t uncross.

“But, Roy! We are going to use it. Just maybe not the way you planned.” The rest of the opened clothing disappeared while Roy digested that little bit of information.

His eyes widened and he started to fight the ties for real, jerking as hard as he could. “No, Ed, you are not using that on me!”

A warm hand rubbed his stomach soothingly and soft kisses pressed to chest. “What was it you said about no in the bedroom? Not until we try first, I believe.” Pink flickered over a nipple and up to lap at the slim neck. “You’ve talked me into all kinds of things with that phrase, so be a big boy and take it like a man.”

A needy whimper and pale hips reached up to the cool hand trailing over his thighs. “Ed, I, I just don’t think.”

Full lips moved over his and sharp little teeth worried his bottom lip. “Try it. It won't hurt.” The blond head pulled back and a bright, dangerous grin beamed down at him. “I promise.”

His own words turned back at him and his head fell to the pillow in defeat. He knew he shouldn’t have said that the first time, but it had been so tempting to fib a bit. And he was going to regret this. A lot. If he still said stop, it would be done, he’d be released, and it wouldn’t come up again. Of course, then Ed would be upset with him and a bit of discomfort for one night really wasn’t worth it.

Happy purring and a cool plastic shape settled on his stomach. Pale skin jerked when it started to move gently, vibrating over tight muscle, relaxing if it weren’t so big. ‘Why did I get one that big?’

Wet warmth moved over his chest again, soft bites covering sensitive skin, little licks running over the pale expanse. Further and the toy was pushed down to make room, pressing it beside his already overworked cock. A startled jerk and his body spasmed, releasing in record time.

Ed jolted up, as surprised as the brunette; he laughed, delighted with himself and began cleaning, licking the salty droplets away. Gentle vibrating continued but he moved it out of direct contact, letting the vibrations travel through relaxed muscles while he finished licking. His hands moved over the firming flesh, encouraging it with light touches and easy strokes.

Firm balls were rolled in the flesh palm, satiny skin rubbed between strong fingers. An inquisitive fingertip found the spot in behind and pressed, gently rubbing the sensitive spot. Smooth lips closed over the full head and sucked lightly, then harder as there was more girth and firmness to fill his mouth. His free hand grabbed the oil and spread it over the flesh fingers before trailing them over unexplored territory.

Roy tensed up and tried to force himself to relax; the blond between his legs didn’t force it, taking his time to pet and spread oil, letting his partner relax. A soft pop and the red head slipped out to slap against the flat stomach. “Do you really not want to? It’s ok, we don’t have to.”

“It’s alright, Ed. It’s fine.” A few deep breaths and he relaxed his entire body and nodded a bit. A slim finger pressed to his entrance, massaging gently until it was allowed in.

Delicate wriggling and it was past the second ring. A faint squeak from the blond when his lover tightened abruptly around him, squeezing the digit and Roy moaned at the tight feeling. Even one finger felt like too much; he had no idea how Ed stood it, never mind liked it.

The little tongue crept out of Ed’s mouth to sit in the corner, the way it always did when he was focused on something and Roy tried to focus on that, a familiar, comforting sight. He gasped when the younger alchemist pushed in a bit further and he could feel him moving inside, searching. Another second and the spongy bundle of nerves sent shocks through his body, arching it off the bed and ripping a soft scream from his lips.

Again the touch came and he fought not to come. While he was focused there, another finger slid in, stretching lightly and he winced from the burn. Ed was watching his face intently, staring and seeming to be taking notes in his head; a bit unsettling for the brunette and he fidgeted a little, gasping when he moved. It almost felt like Ed’s alchemy, little electric shocks running over his skin, worming their way into his nerves.

Heavy panting brought him down and his lover kissed him, running that quick little tongue over heaving lips and inside to play with his, teasing and exploring. The invading fingers pulled back and were wiped quickly on the towel by the bed. A soft clap and Roy lifted his head to see what he could possibly be transmuting.

The toy shrunk, in both girth and length, and the brunette sighed with relief and fell back. “Roy, you didn’t think I would use that on you just like that, did you? Have some faith, I know you can’t do that.” He sounded faintly injured and an apology did seem the fair thing to give.

“Sorry, Ed. I just got a bit paranoid.” A pleased smile made it worthwhile and light pressure returned to his entrance, the smooth head brushing the pink pucker until it opened up for it. Heat surrounded his cock as he was filled and he moaned, thrusting gently; it wasn’t so bad, kinda nice once the toy was seated, nestled against his prostate and only moving when he moved.

He was released again and whined faintly, past the point of only wanting and right into needing. Mismatched knees pressed to the sides of his thighs and he watched the blond wet his fingers again, sliding them down his body to wrap around the dark cock and stroke, back arched and the most delicious little sounds slipping past his lips. The other hand slid down between his legs and a finger pressed past tight muscle, then another.

Two slid in and out quickly, stretching and spreading the oil. They were both panting and Ed crawled up a bit to position himself over the straining cock, the tip and shaft wet from pre-cum. He slid down in one smooth move and Roy screamed, tight muscle gripped him, squeezing firmly while the abdominal muscles rippled, producing a wave effect around him. Ed moaned and a tiny tear slid down his cheek, the familiar burn as exciting as the scream he’d pulled from his lover.

“Not, yet.” Both sets of eyes were half-masted and they panted at each other. “Wait a sec.” He leaned back, whining when the length inside him shifted against the sweet spot. A brief fumble and he found the switch; a flick and they were off the bed, Roy’s body arcing up and lifting them both.

The vibrations traveled through the smooth plastic to rub directly against the prostate, drawing scream after scream. The wave-like motions moved up the thick flesh to shiver through Ed, teasing the soft pucker at his entrance and just barely pulsing against the sweet spot, enough to be felt and send shivers through his body.

The older alchemist fought his bonds, struggling to pull free and energy moved over the sheets and let him go. He jack-knifed up and screamed into the wide shoulder before dragging the soft lips down to ravage them while his hand gripped the pulsing erection between them and pulled roughly, jerking the blond off with hard strokes. A shriek was swallowed with ease, long practiced with the blond’s enthusiasm.

Dazed gold stared down from where he’d collapsed against the taller man’s shoulders. A faint buzzing drew him up and he reached around to turn the little toy off and tug it out carefully. Roy winced and relaxed back, pulling the smaller body with him.

A bit of wriggling and Ed’s head was propped up on the pale chest. “That wasn’t so bad. We should try more new things.”

Definitely going to regret this.





Yay, I finally finished it. It was written as a bribe for info on Pride Ed, so if you have any, gimme! *L* Thanks for reading and please review, I love to hear from people.