Grand piano

Title: Grand piano
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Hughes - Roy
Rating: NC-17
Word count: about 3300
AN: Doesn't have anything to do with the canon timeline but not AU, either. This fic was meant to be about nothing but Hughes smexing with Roy but Roy thought otherwise. And thus I failed again, do not expect much!


"That damned moustache jerk!" Hughes swore out loud when he was finally alone with Roy in the latter's office. "Once again he ruined everything."

"Hughes… You know very well that I'm not fond of the Fuhrer, either, but such raging coming from you is truly unusual," Roy commented raising his other eyebrow.

Hughes turned to look at him and right then it was even easier for Roy to see exactly what the other man was going through.

"Have you got any idea what he's done?" Hughes shouted furiously. Luckily there wasn't anyone else to hear him bawl except Roy. Everyone else had left to go back home a while ago.

"Calm down," was everything Roy could come up with at that point. He didn't know if it helped at all since he didn't know enough about the details of the reason which had led into the current situation. But whatever it was, it certainly had to be something serious as Roy couldn't remember seeing Hughes in such a state before.

"My day off! The day when I can do whatever I want to!" Hughes blurted out eventually. "My precious time with my daughter… At least I got to play with her earlier today but I was meant to put her to bed tonight now that I could have. But of course I couldn't because of that monster!"

That is sort of understandable, Roy thought to himself. If he had had children or a family, undoubtedly they would have been more important to him than some absurd requests coming completely out of the blue from the army.

"So everything was fine until the phone rang," Hughes continued his story after a few deep breaths. "If it had been you or nearly anyone else except his sneaky feeling secretary… 'Cause he never calls by himself, now does he? Anyway. Damn, after that call I became so outraged that I think I ended up scaring poor Elysia…"

"Your daughter saw you like this, in the same state you're in right now?" Roy was rather surprised.

"Of course I had to tell my family why I suddenly had to get dressed in a suit with a tie and all that, and leave them for the rest of the day. Which I didn't like at all."

At that point Roy could only sigh.

"After tucking Elysia in her soft and cozy bed I was planning to call you and…"

"Spend some quality time with your best friend, I assume?" Roy finished the sentence with a smirk on his face.

"Lately we've been too busy to see and talk to each other properly, you know that very well," Hughes pointed out.

Roy admitted it by nodding.

"But no. There's this insane phone call from the Fuhrer's office that the man himself wants to have a goddamn dinner party with his subordinates. The first thing I thought was why do I have to be a part of it when there're people like you who're above me… But then…"

"Yeah, almost everyone nearby was invited after all. Totally irrational behaviour is what I think," Roy interrupted. "That man just wants to show off…"

"At least I couldn't come up with a single decent reason for such an unreasonable event," Hughes admitted shaking his head from side to side.

"Perhaps he's really becoming desperate?" Roy guessed although he knew he shouldn't be saying such things, especially not where he currently was. But it still seemed to be the right thing to say as it had brought a brief smile on Hughes' face.

"Hughes, you've been far too gloomy all evening…" Roy started but left the sentence unfinished after he noticed how Hughes' glasses suddenly glimmered in the darkness of the room.

"Roy, there IS something that can still save tonight," Hughes informed excitedly grabbing Roy's hand in his. "Let's go!"

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Roy couldn't quite figure what Hughes was thinking. Not until they entered the vast room where the party had taken place only about an hour ago. Nevertheless, he decided to ask about it just in case to have a little more time to get prepared for what was about to happen.

"Hughes, why are we back here?"

"Look, they've even cleaned up the mess already," Hughes remarked ignoring Roy's question after he had locked the door behind them and switched a part of the lights on.

What Hughes had just said, was true. As strange as it seemed right now, it was as if nothing had happened in there in a long time.

"Colonel, do you play the piano?" Hughes asked as he walked up to the grand piano placed in the farther corner of the room and sat down on the piano stool.

"Not really. Do you?" Roy asked in return slowly walking closer to Hughes.

"No, but I've got an idea of what we could do with this beautiful instrument," Hughes said then with his usual grin on his face.

"You MUST be out of your mind," Roy said in amusement returning the grin with his own.

"Only you know how much, Roy," Hughes said wrapping his arms quickly around Roy who was now standing right next to the grand piano.

"Hughes… Are you sure we can do something like that? You'll definitely be responsible for whatever the consequences are, you hear me?" Roy hesitated a little although he already felt Hughes' fingers opening the buttons of his black suit jacket and untying his tie. Shortly as more of his skin was exposed, Hughes' lips were skimming his neck, his stubble tickling the sensitive skin at the same time.

"Mmmh…" After a while Hughes finally lifted his head and looked straight into Roy's eyes. "If you're okay with this then I promise to take the responsibility. The door's locked, and on the other hand no one should be around any more…"

"H-how… How could I even ask you to stop… When you're turning me on like this?" Roy replied smiling gently at the man undressing him. He knew very well that he must have been the one out of his mind to let Hughes do such things to him. But no matter what was going on around them, all of that lost its meaning when he was alone and so very close to Hughes, who was once again seemingly ready to give him all the love and closeness he desired and craved for.

"Hughes…" Roy said softly before they finally kissed each other on the lips for the first time that night. And that was the moment when he knew that there was no way to prevent it from happening. Hughes' moist lips on his face, Hughes' big warm hands on his bare skin, simply having that other man so close to him made Roy feel better than he had ever since the last time he had been with Hughes like that.

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Before long the party clothes were nothing but a messy pile on the floor. But Roy couldn't have cared less for them while he lay on top of the grand piano and had Hughes on top of himself. The warmth of his body had heated him up, his saliva and sweat had made him wet, his exceptional skills as a lover had made him hard and therefore easily made him come already a couple of times, although he knew that Hughes had just barely gotten started by then.

"Ah Hughes… Nngh… Hughes," Roy repeated the other man's name nearly on the edge of his consciousness.

"Glad you're enjoying this, Roy," Hughes whispered hoarsely into his ear and bit his earlobe briefly. "You're ready, aren't you?"

Roy turned his eyes on Hughes' eyes that seemed a lot bigger when he wasn't wearing his glasses. Those eyes and his whole expression could have made Roy melt right there and then, but the slight bit of common sense he still had at the back of his mind made him realize such a thing wouldn't happen. And thus, even if he was going to let that other man take his body and even a part of his soul at the same time, he wouldn't stop existing, but instead, Hughes would make him feel truly alive and utterly satisfied. He could hardly wait for it to happen.

While Roy's thoughts were crisscrossing within his head, Hughes had spread his legs wide open. The prodding he shortly felt against the cleft of his ass brought him partly back to his senses, and right then Roy knew what he was feeling, he knew what he was already anticipating.

"Your pale skin on top of such a shining jet black surface of this distinguished instrument is certainly an exciting and beautiful sight," Hughes said as he took a better hold of Roy's body to slide fully into him.

"Hughes…" Roy uttered feebly, feeling clearly how the muscles of his lower back began to convulse.

"W-what… Is i-it?" Hughes stuttered as he pushed in and reached out for Roy's left hand to knit it with his right hand.

"Nnngh, ah! Dee.. per… Hughes. Th-thrust it de-deeper." The way Roy's voice trembled made Hughes to stop still for a moment.

"Roy, you've gotta breathe. And on the other hand, I'm not planning to hurt you even though we haven't done it like this before," Hughes pointed out with a slightly angry tone.

"Hughes." Roy's voice was barely audible. "Do you really want to do this… After everything that's happened?"

Before Roy could even blink, Hughes was kissing him the way only he could; the way that the brief touch of his lips could make Roy understand what the word "euphoria" stood for.

"Haven't you realized that it's exactly why we haven't stopped? Do you think you could live without…"

"No need to say more," Roy interrupted on purpose. His instincts had warned him to stop Hughes before the pleasure would turn back into pain. "I'm nowhere near as pure as driven snow, either."

"So we're like each other's sin, huh?" Hughes grinned.

"And besides, I AM your superior so I CAN command you to fuck me senseless right here and right now," Roy said smiling back at Hughes.

"If that is my Fuhrer's will, then I shall grant it," Hughes approved with the kind of tone that revealed he definitely wasn't joking.

For a while Roy just looked into Hughes' solemn but gentle eyes before he spoke up again.

"Take me, Hughes!" he screamed knowing that soon he was going to lose the rest of his composure, that he was going to be one with the person he truly cared about and that it was everything that really mattered to him.

Usually Roy had shut his eyes to concentrate completely on how the best and sweetest feeling he had ever felt spread from his prostate to all over his body, and just how happy he was that the cause for it all was no other than Hughes. But because it was him and because of the things he had just said, as well as the things that were still left unsaid, Roy truly felt like he wanted to know what Hughes was going through. Especially why such a reliable and honest man like him would put himself in such a dangerous position over and over again for someone like Roy, who had nothing but a reckless dream of changing the future of his homeland…

"Roy… Roy, it's so good…" He heard Hughes mumbling and felt him squeezing his left hand fondly as he increased the pace of his thrusts.

Perhaps Roy had been afraid to see what Hughes really looked like during the intercourse. At least for Roy it was the most intimate and delicate thing he could think of, but what if Hughes' utmost reason to have sex with him was merely to humiliate him or to take advantage of his vulnerability? For a long time Roy had tried to ignore the fears he had, and often he hid himself in the darkness while he was having sex with Hughes. After all, if Hughes really did make love to him, it was enough to feel him right against his bare skin. All along there had been no need for Roy to see what he was like. That was why he wasn't looking at Hughes at the moment, either.

However right now, lying on top of the cold surface of the grand piano, under the dim illumination of the spacious room, Roy felt a sudden urge of being brave and need to find out the truth he had been running away from for far too long. Slowly he opened his tightly shut eyelids, his heart rate quickening, his mouth dry, his forehead sweating as if he had had a severe fever.

The first thing he saw was Hughes' face, just a couple of inches above his own. Although there was no sound at all, he could see how Hughes' lips formed one single word. His name.

"H-hughes," Roy whimpered finally staring outright at the other man's face that was so much more than he could have ever expected. The way Hughes' dear cowlick had gotten stuck on his forehead because of heavy sweating made Roy let out an unexpected but quiet giggle.

"Damn you, too, Roy!" Hughes yelled so suddenly that Roy nearly bounced off the grand piano. Luckily Hughes held on to him so tightly that they managed to avoid toppling on the floor. "Don't you ever do anything else but seduce me, my Fuhrer?"

"Aaaah…!! Hughes!! How can you…" Roy shouted at the top of his lungs in return, not quite knowing if it was pain or pleasure that hit him when he felt Hughes getting more aroused inside him.

"Are you planning to tear me apart? Or what?" Roy panted with a voice that was half pissed off and half playful.

"No. I just hope the poor piano won't break under us," Hughes replied grinning again and took a firmer hold of Roy's hips. "This's it…"

Although it might have been easier for Roy to go back to like it had always been, him with his eyes closed, this time he kept looking at Hughes' body moving intensely above him. And it was undeniably worth the effort because he could finally see how much Hughes enjoyed, how much he wanted him, just how much energy he was ready to use for that sort of an encounter with him.

So many feelings and thoughts filled Roy's body and mind that he hadn't noticed just how loudly he had been moaning until the last moan he let out as he came, spilling his come all over Hughes' abdomen.

"Good, Roy, so good…" The look in Hughes' emerald eyes revealed the climax was nearing him as well.

"Come, Hughes. Come for me," Roy urged hoarsely although speaking was really difficult when he hadn't had the possibility to catch his breath properly. But he had decided he was going to see what it was like for Hughes until the very end. Was it really worth it to commit a sin with him…?

To help Hughes, Roy gathered the rest of his energy to lift his hips from the piano. That little gesture seemed to make Hughes smile before he rammed his cock inside Roy for the last few times and ended up coming right inside him, collapsing over his listless body.

Obviously Hughes would have wanted to stay there and press light kisses all over Roy's billowy chest, but there was something that gradually began to bother him.

"Why the hell are you giggling?" Hughes asked raising his eyes enough to see Roy's face.

"It's dripping out, haha. And it tickles!" Roy replied still giggling.

"Does that mean I shouldn't come inside you?" Hughes continued now raising his whole head from Roy's chest.

"You don't have to say such embarrassing things…" Roy mumbled blushing unwittingly.

"Wrong answer. Tell me honestly," Hughes said sounding a little too serious all of a sudden.

It was enough to make Roy stop giggling and think about what Hughes was really trying to say. It didn't seem to be merely about the overflowing come but the act itself as well. All those things that would cause the white fluid to drip from his cleft to flow slowly on his butt cheeks, should it end here and now?

"No," Roy said so firmly it surprised him to hear his own voice like that.

"Because?" Hughes added still looking closely at Roy.

Roy couldn't help but wince. He knew that he could have handled anything in life, especially after surviving a hideous war, but when Hughes wanted him to tell a reason why their sexual relationship hadn't ceased… Then Roy would have rather given dozens of excuses instead of the truth which he would never be able to say out loud. Something like that was beyond his limit. Wasn't it bad enough to fuck with his best friend? But he knew he wouldn't be able to stop it, either. And from now on it would be even harder to let go of the most precious thing in his life. Now that he had seen just how much Hughes had truly enjoyed having sex with him, there was absolutely no way Roy would let it end. From now on he was going to crave for that expression, yearn for Hughes' closeness, seek for the ultimate satisfaction through the passionate moments with his dear Lieutenant Colonel.

"Roy?"

Hearing Hughes speak again made Roy realize he had spent too much time thinking about how to reply. He would have to say something to convince Hughes that their mutual sinful moments would exist in the future as well.

"Because," Roy began somewhat warily. "Because like you said earlier, we can't… We can't stop."

"You're right. But what if we still wanted to stop it?"

"Erm… I think I can understand if you want to stop doing this," Roy said reservedly.

"Roy, I know where I'm standing but what about you? You've never told me if it's really okay with you to fuck with a married man." The tone of Hughes' voice was heavy and sad. "You're still young and you're gonna go far, definitely all the way to the position you're after, I'm sure of it."

At that point Roy began to feel irritated in the same way that Hughes had when they had still been in his office. Naturally, he couldn't think that it was just casual sex with another man but this whole matter was too much for him to take right now… What the hell could he say? Because he certainly wouldn't be able to just shove Hughes away, then he alone would be the one to lose. And that kind of a loss was unthinkable. Something snapped in Roy's head.

"Hughes, listen to me carefully," Roy started fervently. "I could never replace you. Not a single person can take your place in my life. Do you understand me, Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes?"

"Clearly, Colonel Roy Mustang," Hughes replied his strict expression loosening back to his usual smile. "Thank you."

"Good," Roy said smiling back at Hughes and accepted the kiss that Hughes gave on his lips.

"By the way…"

"Hmmm, is there still something? This conversation is really tiring me, Hughes," Roy began to complain but it was stopped quickly by another kiss from Hughes.

"Well, since I'm not in a hurry to go back home, how about a second round, Roy?" Hughes asked softly inching his fore finger along Roy's jaw line.

"Lieutenant Colonel, if you have telepathic skills, tell about them to me a lot sooner!" Roy laughed.

"I'll keep that in mind," Hughes promised and swore he would make sure that Roy wouldn't ever forget about his skills as a sexual partner, either.

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