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Blind Obsession
IV
Wet Dreams
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Roy looked up from his desk when the door
opened, and Lieutenant Hawkeye walked through the doorway with a stack of
folders in her hands. She opened her mouth
and began in a businesslike tone, “Colonel, these...” but he cut her off with a
wave of his hand.
“Lieutenant,
it’s ‘fuhrer’ now,” he corrected, then frowned.
He wasn’t in the mood for her usual attitude today...
Without
missing a beat, the woman bowed, her previous demeanor changed to something
more docile, and murmured, “Of course, Fuhrer Mustang, I apologize...” Roy nodded approvingly at
her deference. She straightened and
continued to his desk, though this time her hips swayed a little as she walked. Oh, yes... he liked that much better than her
usual brisk pace. Setting the folders
down, she stepped back a little and waited quietly for him to open the folders.
He eyed
her up and down. Her hair was pulled
tightly back in its usual ‘work’ style, and the standard military uniform
covered her frame. Frowning, Roy thought that a figure
such as hers should definitely not be covered by such boorish clothing. In the blink of an eye, she was suddenly in a
more revealing military uniform with a very short skirt and a few of the
buttons undone on the top to reveal her cleavage. Her hair hung loose over her shoulders in a
way that suggested that she might have been doing something naughty only
moments before.
He
smiled. That was much better.
Turning
his attention to the folders, he opened the one on top to see a prepublication
copy of his favorite porno magazine. All
printed works needed to be reviewed for approval by the government, and, of
course, Roy liked to take an active interest in what was happening in his
country, so he gladly took on the job of reviewing some of the monthly
periodicals—usually those that appealed more to his...tastes...
He
flipped through some of the pages, admiring the scantily clad models. Licking his lips, Roy reached down to fondle himself through
his pants, then looked back up to Hawkeye who was
still standing there and watching him.
Roy grinned widely at her. The thought of wanking himself
off in front of her was definitely appealing, but he’d much rather her join in
the fun... “It’s time for you to show
your loyalty...” he purred, still touching himself through the fabric.
She
bowed again in acquiescence, and as she walked around the desk to him, Roy thought she would
look much better in one of the skimpy outfits he saw on one of the magazine
models. Instantly, Hawkeye was dressed
in nothing more than a baby-blue thong, and a stringy thing that he supposed
could be called a ‘bra’, but really did nothing more than cover her nipples.
When
she was finally near him, Roy
leaned back in his chair and lifted one of his legs so that the toe of his
booted foot rubbed back and forth against her crotch. His grin widened as he saw that the black
leather of the boot glistened with moisture from her crotch. He always knew his lieutenant was a slutty bitch. Oh,
yes... she definitely wanted it. She was
so fucking wet for him...
Roy was
tempted to lay her flat on the floor right then and ram his cock into her
pussy, but he knew it would be more fun to play with her a little first. Sex was good, but not nearly as good as it
could be after some kinky or dirty foreplay...
Letting
his foot drop to the floor, Roy
commanded, “Lick my boot.” He paused and
gave her a lusty stare before saying, “You got my boot dirty with your whorish
juices and now you need to clean them...”
“Yes,
fuhrer...” she murmured while bowing her acceptance at the command, and his
cock twitched as her firm breasts were pulled down by gravity, making the
bra-like thing stretch out a bit from her shoulders. He almost wanted to grab them, pull her
closer, and thrust his penis between them.
That would be good, but definitely not as good as being inside of her.
She
knelt down, stuck out her tongue, and slowly dragged it over the leather. As she did so, Hawkeye made a long moaning
sound of pleasure and Roy
quickly undid the buttons on his pants to free his throbbing erection. Seeing her lower herself like that and
hearing how she enjoyed it made him all the more anxious to get off.
“That’s
right, bitch,” Roy
murmured lustily. “Lick it. Lick all of it...” He watched for another moment, his cock
aching and throbbing with need, then reached down and grabbed her hair before
pulling her up so that her face was in his lap. He pressed his cock against her
lips, smearing precum on her, then
thrust his hips, forcing himself inside her mouth.
“You
want that, don’t you?” Roy
said as he moved his hands over her head.
“I can’t hear you, Lieutenant...”
To that, she moaned loudly and he thrust his hips again.
“She’s
a too little tame, don’t you think?” a smug voice asked, and Roy quickly
glanced up to see Ed standing in front of him wearing a pair of silky-looking, black
pants and no shirt. Despite the
looseness of the pants, Roy
could see that Ed was hard up and a small spot on the pants showed where precum was seeping into the fabric.
“Ed...”
Roy murmured in
a low voice and tightened his grip on Hawkeye’s hair. Desire flared through him at the sight of the
blond teen. The Ed who he worked with on
a daily basis was much too resistant. He
didn’t want that Ed. He wanted the Ed
who was willing to debase himself and do almost anything Roy wanted him to. He wanted the Ed who wanted to explore his
sexuality and be his dirty little slut...
Pulling
Hawkeye away, Roy
pushed her so that she was lying on her back before standing and pushing the
chair away. He stared at Ed
challengingly, and said possessively, “You are my whore, Ed...”
The
teen raised an eyebrow and said, desire in his voice,
“Of course I am.”
Roy
eyed the teen for a moment, trying to decide what he wanted. Finally, he lowered himself to his knees and
crawled between Hawkeye’s already spread legs and looked back to Ed.
“I’m
going to fuck her, and you
are going to lick my ass while I do it,” he said in a tone that left no room
for argument.
Ed
grinned lustily and made a small bow of his own. “Of course I will, fuhrer,” he agreed
smoothly and made his way behind Roy.
Turning
his attention back to the woman beneath him, Roy positioned the head of his cock against
her opening before thrusting smoothly inside of her wet pussy. He sucked in a breath at how tight and warm
she felt, then let out his breath in a slow moan. Bending over her body, Roy ran his hands up her sides, then began fondling her breasts.
At the
same time, Roy
felt hands grab each of his ass cheeks.
Ed’s warm tongue licked his entrance and he could feel Ed’s hot breath
against his skin as he heard the teen whisper, “Screw her hard, Mustang. Do her hard and fast. Come on, make her beg for it. You know that cunt wants your cock.”
Roy
grinned broadly, then clamped his mouth down on one of
Hawkeye’s breasts. He loved it when Ed
talked dirty...
As if
on cue, the woman moaned, “Oh, yeeeees... Fuhrer
Mustang...” then reached up and pressed her hands against his head as he sucked
on her nipple. He kneaded her other
breast while she rocked her hips against his. Roy let out a moan of his own, then began
panting a little when Ed stopped licking his ass, and began thrusting his
tongue into him. Each time, the nerves
inside of him tingled with the added stimulation, bringing him that much
closer...
Finally,
Roy released
Hawkeye’s breast, gulping for air, and said breathlessly, “I want you to fuck
my ass, Ed, but you’re not allowed to cum until I say so.”
He was in charge, and he
wanted Ed to remember that.
Ed
immediately pulled his tongue out and a moment later, Roy felt the head of Ed’s cock pressed against
his entrance. “I’ll fuck you,” Ed
purred. “I’m going to ram into you so
deeply that you’ll be begging
for me to cum inside of you.”
At
that, Ed grabbed Roy’s sides and thrust hard,
making Roy gasp
with the double stimulation. He made
little noises as he plunged into Hawkeye one moment, then
impaled himself on Ed’s cock the next. It
was just so amazingly arousing with them both moaning and grunting; Hawkeye
begging for his cock, Ed urging him to screw her. They both moved against him eagerly, skin
against skin sliding easily with how much they were sweating, and Roy knew he wasn’t going
to last much longer. The pressure built
at his groin, then suddenly it was too much. With a breathless yell, Roy came hard...
...and opened his eyes with a gasp.
Sweat covered his body, and he felt sticky and
hot. His heart was beating quickly and
his breathing was a little erratic. Glancing
blearily around his bedroom, Roy
lay there for a moment, sleepily enjoying the afterglow of the dream. He felt relaxed and almost fell back asleep,
but when he rolled onto his side, Roy
felt the wetness at his groin as the cum slowly
dribbled down his leg and to the mattress.
Opening his eyes again, Roy noticed that instead of his room being
pitch-black, it was dimly lit from the muted, early
morning light outside of his window.
Feeling a little more awake, Roy
groaned softly. He couldn’t even
remember how long it had been since he’d had a wet dream... The amount of sex he had, and how much he
jerked off, generally kept him from having dreams like that... Plus, he’d just had an awesome fuck session
with Ed the night before...
Feeling a little frustrated and bemused at the same
time, Roy
glanced at the clock. He had about twenty
minutes before his alarm was supposed to go off. He could either lay there or get up
early. After about five minutes of tired
contemplation, he decided that he’d get up and use the extra time to change the
sheets...
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed yawned and rolled over in his bed. He wasn’t ready to get up yet. He simply felt too damn good to get up. Burrowing deeper into the sheets, Ed moaned
softly. His whole body was so relaxed
that he felt he could lay there for days—months even.
It was then that a loud rumble interrupted the
feeling of bliss, and he opened his eyes a little in frustration. Ed found it truly amazing, and irritating at
the same time, that he could go from not hungry to starving in less than thirty
seconds.
When his stomach growled again, Ed irritably threw
the blanket off and pushed himself out of bed.
He stumbled blearily to where he’d dumped his clothes last night and
picked up the pants. Sniffing them, Ed
made a face and quickly pulled them away, deciding to wear something else.
Before dropping the pants back to the floor, Ed dug
a piece of paper out from one of the pockets.
He glanced over at Al’s bed to make sure it was empty before reading the
note, then sighed softly at what was written there. Whoever this man was, he definitely thought
things out, and Ed liked that, but...
He scowled.
But why did he have to wait a whole fucking week before they met up again? It was torture. Ed shook his head. The man had to be some sort of sadist,
seriously. Last night had been great,
but Ed had really, really, wanted it
up the ass.
But did he get it?
No.
And now he had to wait a whole week... Ed let his eyes move over the rest of the
note. A time and place were normal, but
there were two other things that made him wonder... One of which he wasn’t sure what to make of,
and the other made him curious as hell.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy hummed
absently to himself as he ran a comb through his fine, black hair. He turned his head side to side and checked
himself out in the mirror to be sure he looked good before putting the comb
down on the counter. Heading out of the
bathroom, Roy snatched
the folder he’d pulled from Ed’s file the night before and consulted it for a
moment before heading to the phone in the kitchen.
Checking the time, he nodded to himself before
picking up the phone and quickly dialing the number he knew by heart. It took a few rings for Dickie
to answer, but when he did, what he said was, “Hi kid, what do you need now?”
Roy
chuckled and shook his head. “How did
you know?” he asked in amusement.
“There’s only one person who calls this time of the
morning. I don’t even open for a few
more hours, but you know that I’m
here and take advantage of that,” Dickie said with a
slight tease in his voice. Roy nodded to himself in
amusement. The shop was Dickie’s life and he practically lived there. Actually, he did live there... in the back... though Roy figured that perhaps only a handful of
people knew that.
“Well, I think calling you from work would be
frowned on,” Roy
countered easily, then opened a cupboard and pulled out a mug.
“You could always quit your job and come work here,” the older man said cheerfully. “I’m getting along in years and could use a
good employee.”
Roy
cradled the phone between his head and shoulder as he poured himself some
coffee. “Would I get discounts?”
“Of course!” Dickie chortled.
Roy leaned
against the counter and took a small sip of the hot liquid. “That’s very tempting. If I ever decide to leave my current career,
I’ll let you know. I’m sure you’d be
much better to work under than my present boss.”
“Well, thanks,” Dickie
said, then got down to business. “So,
what can I do for you?” Roy pulled a paper from the folder and
scanned over the numbers before telling the shop keeper what he wanted. He could hear Dickie
writing it all down, then, “And when do you want this by?”
“Can you do it in five days?” Roy asked as he put the paper back in the
folder.
There was a pause, then, “Yeah, I believe I
can. I may have to pull a few strings,
and it will probably cost you a little extra for the express, but I should be
able to.” Roy nodded to himself. This was why he went to Dickie. The man had impeccable customer service and
would always go the extra mile for his customers, especially his most loyal
customers.
“Also, I need them packaged in a cardboard box and
left at the post office for someone to pick up,” Roy said, then added, “I can pay extra for
that.”
“No need. I
go to the post office a few times a day.
I’ll just take it on one of those trips,” Dickie
offered.
Roy tucked
the folder under his arm and took another sip of his coffee before setting it
on the counter and heading over to where he’d kicked off his boots the day
before. “I also have a note I need to
put with that. I can drop it off
tonight.”
“That’s all fine,” Dickie
said. “I’ll need to know who will be
picking the box up so that I can give that information to the post office
staff.”
Roy paused
in the act of pulling on his boot and thought for a moment. Dickie didn’t know
what Roy did
for a living, but that wasn’t because he didn’t trust the man... No, Roy trusted him to a
point, but he liked to keep his private and public life separate. Telling Dickie Ed’s
name could connect Roy with the military, and
though Dickie was very good about protecting people’s
privacy, Roy didn’t
want to take the chance of the wrong people finding out. Sleeping with a subordinate could leave a
permanent black mark on his record, and he didn’t want that at all.
“Actually, I don’t have a name,” Roy lied. “I can give descriptions though,” he said
slowly.
There was a moment of silence before Dickie said, “Sounds like you’ve been doing something
interesting.”
Roy
grinned, thinking that he had indeed been doing
something, or rather someone
interesting. “You have no idea.”
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
“Where were you last night?”
Ed rolled his eyes as he buttered his toast. “None of your business, Al,” he said as
patiently as he could. He felt a bit of
irritation at the question. Really, why
couldn’t Al just mind his own business?
“I’m really starting to get worried about you,
brother,” Al complained from where he was eating his breakfast at the
table. “You’re getting so
anti-social. I’d love it if you went out
with—”
“No thanks,” Ed said, cutting Al off as he sat down
at the table. The last thing he wanted
to do was spend another evening with Al and his current fling; even worse, being
forced into a double date...
“I miss going out with you,” Al said with a
frown. “We hardly do anything together
anymore.”
Ed took a bite of his breakfast, then
said, “I work. You work. We’re busy.
It happens.”
Al gave him a small scowl. “We shouldn’t be too busy to spend time with
each other.”
Swallowing the toast, Ed took another bite and
said, “Okay, fine. Let’s go to the
library tonight after I get off work.”
Al looked at him in silence for a moment before
saying hesitantly, “Well, I already promised Dani
that we could go...” He trailed off as
Ed made an ‘ah ha’ sound around the food in his mouth and shook the toast in
Al’s direction. “But you could come with
us!” Al argued.
“No way,” Ed said firmly, then
stuffed the rest of the piece of toast in his mouth.
“It’s not good for you to spend so much time by
yourself...” Al whined.
“I have company,” Ed blurted, then choked on his
food when he realized what he was saying.
He didn’t need Al pestering him about that...
“What kind
of company?” Al asked suspiciously, then glanced to
Ed’s neck.
Shit... Ed swore
silently. Of course Al probably already
had some suspicions. It seemed that everyone did, thanks to his asshole of a
fuck buddy. Irritation filled him as he
realized that he’d never gotten around to telling the man not to leave marks on
him again...
“Well?” Al prodded.
Scowling, Ed stood up and started for the
door. “I need to get to work before
Mustang has my ass on a platter.”
“Brother... You’re ignoring me again...”
“I’m not,” Ed lied.
“I just don’t want to be late.”
“And when have you ever cared about being late?” Al
growled.
Ed opened the door and said, “Have fun with the
girlfriend tonight,” before shutting the door on Al’s protests and heading off
to work.
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Roy heard
his subordinates talking in the break room before he entered. When he walked through the doorway, they
stopped long enough to stare at him before Lieutenant Havoc made an exasperated
sound and said, “That smug smirk better not mean you got laid last night.”
Roy raised
an eyebrow. Had he been smirking? He grinned widely. Why, yes, he had been. And for good reason too. Instead of answering, Roy simply walked to the coffee pot and
poured himself some coffee.
“Oh, I knew
it!” Havoc exclaimed behind him. This
was followed by laughter from Breda,
Falman, and Fuery. Turning around, Roy leaned against the
counter and sipped slowly from the cup as he watched the men in front of him.
Havoc was sprawled backward in a chair and looking
at him in a half sideways, half backwards gaze.
“You smug son-of-a-bitch...” the tall man said flatly. Roy
took another sip and waited. There was
silence in the room for a moment before Havoc said, “Well? You going to tell us
the details or what?”
“Well...” Roy
drawled in amusement when he saw the other officers lean forward in
anticipation. Usually he loved giving
the juicy details, especially when they were so eager to hear it, but this time
was a little different.
For one thing, none of them would be interested in
hearing about him with another guy.
Although Roy
really did generally prefer women, he didn’t see a problem screwing around with
another man on occasion. The sex was
generally good and it was something new to mix things up. However, as far as he knew, his subordinates
were strictly ‘women only’ type of men.
For another, there was no way in hell he was going
to tell anyone that he was fucking Edward Elric. As if the troubles he’d find himself in with
the military weren’t enough, Ed finding out exactly who it was who was screwing
him... Well, he liked having Ed as his fuck pet, but he had a feeling that if
Ed knew who was pounding his ass, that would be the end of their little
get-togethers.
No... Roy
didn’t like to think of that scenario at all, though not just because he wanted
to have someone convenient to screw. It
was obvious that Ed’s knowledge of sex came mostly from those dirty porn
publications, which was fine, but now that he was getting a taste of the real
thing, Roy
didn’t think Ed would be satisfied with going back to only his hand.
Roy felt a
strange possessiveness as he considered that.
He liked how Ed whored himself out to him, and he even liked pretending
that Ed had been used by others, but for Ed to truly go out and let other men
fuck him...
He shook his head and took another sip of the
coffee, trying to push the jealous feelings away. What did he care if Ed bent over for the
whole world? It was stupid to be jealous
of something that wasn’t his to begin with, and besides, he told himself, Ed
wasn’t really anything to be covetous over... not really...
Taking another sip of his coffee, Roy smirked a little and said, lying through
his teeth, “There’s really not that much to tell. Long hair and legs, big breasts... She was
pretty tight too. She made this little
squealing noise every time I—” He cut off sharply when Lieutenant
Hawkeye walked into the room. Her face
was blank, but her walk was a bit stiff, and he was pretty sure she’d heard
what he’d been saying.
Not that he really minded, except for the fact that
he didn’t want to be charged with ‘sexual indecency in the workplace’. Not that he thought Hawkeye would ever complain,
but better to be safe than sorry. The
real Hawkeye was sort of a hard ass... nothing at all like the woman he’d
fucked last night in his dream...
He moved aside, giving her access to the coffee,
and watched as she poured herself a cup and added a little sugar. Taking a sip, Hawkeye glanced at them all
before heading toward the door. Suddenly
she stopped and glanced back at them.
“Don’t stop on my account,” she said smoothly. “I’m sure my experience last night was much
better than the colonel’s.” That said,
she turned and left the room. Roy blinked and wondered
if maybe he should start changing his opinion of her...
There was silence in the break room for a moment
before Havoc slapped his hands over his eyes.
“Please tell me that did not mean what I think it meant...”
“It means that everyone is getting laid but you,” Kain Fuery said jovially.
Havoc moved his hands and glared at the short
master sergeant. “You did not...”
Roy
watched in amusement as Fuery raised an eyebrow and took a small sip of his
coffee with a smile on his face.
“Did you really?” Vato Falman asked in surprise, to
which Fuery started laughing and choked on his drink.
“You lying bastard!” Havoc snapped, then kicked the man’s boot as the others started laughing
too.
“What’s going on in here?” a voice said from the
doorway. Roy turned with the rest of the men to see Ed
walking into the break room. Roy grinned as he noticed
that the teen wasn’t covering up his neck today. The hicky was
faint, but still visible.
With a smirk, Roy
said, “Maybe Fullmetal has a story of his own to tell.”
“Huh?” the teen asked as he grabbed the pot of
coffee.
Havoc leaned forward in the chair and gaped at
Ed. “No way...” he breathed in shock.
“What?” Ed asked in confusion as he poured himself
a cup of coffee.
“Oh come on, colonel, you’re just trying to top
Fuery now,” Breda
laughed.
“Oh really?” Roy said with a smirk, then pointed at Ed’s neck.
“I’m suuuuure he got that from doing something
like...” He turned to look at Ed, who
was now scowling at him. “What did you
say? Sparring with Al?”
Falman got up, walked over to Ed, and carefully
inspected his neck before nodding. “That
bruise was definitely made by something sucking on him,” he affirmed.
Ed’s eyes widened and his face turned a bright
red. “How can you tell?!” he squeaked.
“What!” Havoc exclaimed in disbelief, hurrying over
to look at Ed’s neck. There was a pause
then the man walked back over to his chair and flopped down. “I do not believe
this!! Even Ed is getting laid!!”
As the other men laughed, Roy glanced over to look at the embarrassed-looking
alchemist. Ed’s face was almost as red
as that coat he was so fond of, and it was obvious he was completely humiliated
to have his sexual activity brought out in the open.
Ed turned his gaze to Roy and met his eyes with a glare of pure rage. “I hate you...” Ed growled, then turned
around and stalked out the door.
Roy
chuckled and shook his head before leaving the break room and heading to his
office. Ed didn’t hate him, maybe some dislike, but hate was such a strong word. Besides, this was all just fun and games
anyway, and Ed was definitely getting a good deal when it came to the
festivities. Ed would get over a little
teasing here and there.
Opening the door to his office Roy saw Hawkeye placing a few folders on his
desk. “So you had a good time last
night, huh?” he asked trying not to leer at her. He’d love to hear about that, though he
doubted she would be as free with the details of her sex life as he was.
She turned and glanced at him with a bland stare
before picking up one of the folders and holding it out to him. “I was told to tell you this needed to be
addressed this morning,” she said smoothly, ignoring his question.
“Alright,” he said easily and set his coffee down
on the desk before flipping disinterestedly through it. Suddenly something caught his eye, and he
went back to the beginning and actually read through the documents rather than
scanning them. He felt his heart sink a
little at what he was reading. He could
always deny the request, but he didn’t have a legitimate excuse, and normally
he’d approve it...
Sitting down in his chair, Roy read through the documents again,
considering the pros and cons of either denying or approving the request. Finally, he looked up and blinked when he saw
that Hawkeye was still in his office.
“You know what this says,” he said. It was a statement, not a question.
“Yes, sir,” she answered, then
raised an eyebrow. “Would you like me to
go find him?”
Sighing heavily, Roy closed the folder and tossed it on his
desk. He stared unhappily at it for a
moment, then said, “Yes, I think so...”
;-;-;-;-;-;-;
Ed kicked open the door and stalked into the
office. “What?” he growled when he saw
Mustang look up from something he was reading.
If the fucker thought he was going to be treated with any sort of
respect after the shit he pulled in the break room, he had another thing comin’ to him.
“As eloquent as always,” Mustang said, then held a folder out for him to take.
Walking over, Ed snatched it and asked, “What’s
this?”
“A request from laboratory two,” Mustang said with
a frown.
Ed raised an eyebrow, then opened the folder
curiously and quickly scanned the documents.
His eyes widened when he saw who and what department was making the
request, then glanced up at Mustang.
“This has to be some sort of joke...” Ed said in
disbelief. There was no way in fucking
hell he was ever going to work with...
“I’m afraid not,” the colonel answered blandly.
“That’s... that’s ridiculous! That isn’t even my field of study!” Ed
exclaimed, then looked back at the request form. “And there is no way I can work with him!”
“It won’t be forever,” Mustang said in a dismissive
tone. “You’ll be starting in a
week. I expect you to report to me every
evening before you go home.”
Ed glared at him.
“Why?”
“I have my reasons,” Mustang said smoothly. “It’s not for you to know the why, it’s for you to do what you’re ordered to do.”
“You know, you could just deny this request,” Ed
spat and shook the folder at him.
“I could, but I’m not going to,” Mustang purred
with a smirk.
“Why not?!” Ed
snapped angrily, then said, “No, wait, don’t answer
that. Let me guess. You want to be a pain in my ass, right?”
To that, Mustang’s smirk turned into a full
grin. “Why, yes. How did you know?” Mustang said jovially.
Ed’s mouth dropped in disbelief. “You bastard!” he breathed. “This is going to make my life miserable for
the next few months, and you could
prevent it, but instead you’re going to let me suffer...”
“It’s not going to be that bad, Ed,” Mustang said in a placating tone. “It will give you a chance to do something
different for a while.”
“I don’t want
to do something different!” Ed yelled.
“And I don’t want to do this!”
When Mustang didn’t say anything, Ed clenched his
teeth together in rage, then stormed out of the office. It was just so damn unfair!! Working under Mustang was bad enough, but Ed
could avoid him most of the time. Now he
was going to have to talk to him every fucking day, and work with...
Slamming his hands against the door, Ed burst out
of the building and started down the sidewalk.
When he was a few blocks away, Ed plopped down onto a bench and stared
angrily at the ground for a time before setting the folder down beside him and
pulling the note out of his pocket.
What he really
wanted right now was to simply blow off work and go get
laid, but he had no way of contacting this guy and it would be a full week
before he’d be with him again... Feeling
a little sorry for himself, Ed read and reread the
note over and over again. There was a
place to meet, and two other things...
He was supposed to pick up a package from the post
office on a specific day, and he was also supposed to come up with some word
that meant ‘no’—really meant ‘no’. A ‘safeword’... Ed shook his head, feeling a little amused at
the idea and also glad that the guy would think of something like that, then
stuffed the note back in his pocket. He
wasn’t really sure what word he would come up with, but he still had a week to
think about it.
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