Hospital Games | By : jenniferdarknight Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Hospital
Games
Pairing: Roy
x Alfons
Genre: Porn XD
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Roy
tying Alfons down to a hospital bed.
Warnings: Bondage,
toys. XP
Notes: For axmxp on LiveJournal, who requested this <3 I’m a bit
nervous as to how this is going to turn out…I’ve never done RoyxHei
porn before, and I’ve never done anything involving this sorta
stuff so let’s hope I do well. I’m just worried it won’t be very good…it’s kinda
a drabbly thing…but…Enjoy?
Note 2: The
original title for this was “Being molested was never so much fun!”.
“Roy,
I don’t think that this is really appropriate…the nurses could come in at any
time…”
Well,
‘appropriate’ was an understatement. It wasn’t exactly normal for a man to be
tied up to a damn bed via sheets and other various soft materials, leaving the
rest of him naked and exposed to the air. Meanwhile, as all of these shenanegans were going on, the Fuhrer himself was looking
over him almost like a sick, dirty old man?
Alfons felt
like he was robbed at the cradle sometimes…and other times, like now, he felt
extraordinarily virginal.
No matter
how many times the man had had sex, he would have never thought of being tied
to a bed like this.
Wasn’t
there something in the code of conduct for the ruler of a country to not tie down the head of his mechanics
department to their bed, naked, and in the end fuck them completely senseless?
Alfons felt
dirty.
“Don’t
worry,” Roy’s voice was
smooth…anything but ‘shy’ or ‘well-meaning’ as he ran his fingers along the
shaft of Alfons’s cock, “This is a private ward. The nurses only come in at my
call.”
Alfons
sucked in a breath, trying to keep his voice level, dammit.
“But what about…the…ahh! C-cameras?”
“They’re
fed directly to my home office…You don’t have to worry about anything, Alfons.”
Alfons was
staring to wonder if being at the top made Roy Mustang cockier than he already
was…or if he was just devious and dirty at his core, without any power to back
it up. There had to be something wrong
with him. Either that or there was something wrong with Alfons for falling in love with this man.
Yes.
There was
something wrong with him.
After all…
No sane man
would be turned on at all of this. No
sane man would like the leader of his
country molesting him and taking advantage of his weakness—though come to think
of it, he seemed to do that anyway, without a hospital bed to tie him down to.
He still
remembered when he came down for an ‘inspection’, and took Alfons to the back
of the warehouse…
He kept
telling himself that he wouldn’t remember that.
But he did,
and holy shit Roy
was not just sucking on the head of
his cock.
And that
was not his finger probing his ass.
Oh hell…
It was.
“Y-you…r-realize…th-that…”
Alfons took a deep breath. “th-the two of us…w-won’t…b-be…a-able…t-to f-fit…o-on the
b-bed…r-right…?”
“Who said I
was going to need to get on the bed?” Roy
asked slyly, licking at the head a little.
Wait. What?
“A-aren’t…w-we…”
Alfons was
proud of himself for actually being coherent through this…Roy’s tongue was
heavenly, swirling around with the tip pressing down on the skin and sending
electric shocks through the shaft and all the way up in his head, making a
little nest there and dancing about in his brain.
Roy
was just too damn good at this.
“You assume
too much, Alfons.”
He really
didn’t like the sound of that…
Especially
with that damned smirk.
“Th-then…wh-what are…what are you…”
Roy
said nothing, sucking harder. Alfons threw
his head back against the pillows, letting out a scream as the sweat started to
pour down…
His legs
were already shaking…
Oh God…
But that
was nothing compared to the feeling of that…that thing that entered him.
Slick…soft…
Inorganic.
Fake.
Cold.
Holy shi—
Vibrating.
That sure
as hell wasn’t Roy’s
cock.
If only
Alfons’s hands weren’t tied down he could refuse it…maybe go against it…the man
shimmied and shifted, bit down on his lip, squeezed his eyes shut…
It felt
strange…wrong…
But exhilarating. Right. Painful,
pleasurable, humming, dull, intense…
He could
feel everything, but even so, he felt
numb…
And for the
love of fuck Roy was still sucking.
Sucking
long, and sucking hard.
Alfons knew
that he didn’t have long…
Damn it.
He was
going to kill Roy when he got back
up.
If he got
back up at all, that is.
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