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Distance Observations.	By : Marikei Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Distance Observations.
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Ling wasn’t a voyeur.
He merely… observed his surroundings with pointed interest.
If life had taught him anything, it was that each passing second, something was happening whether it could be seen or not. So with that in mind he took it upon himself to try and witness as much as he humanly could until the day comes that he can take the throne as emperor of Xing.

Because he doubted he’d be able to make shenanigans as much as he does now once that day arrives.

…that is if avoids getting caught at least.
Speaking of not getting caught; he lowered himself a bit more into the bushes, hoping it’s leafy vegetation hid him well enough that he couldn’t be spotted.
Yes, being seen where he was at this point would definitely get him into all sorts of trouble, especially since the one he was hiding from would become all sorts of deathly riled.
So Ling kept quiet, a glint of awe in his eye as he admired the shine of automail, both leg and arm glimmering in the cascade of a small forest waterfall where, in the pool stood their wearer, knee deep in the water, drenched from head to toe wearing nothing but those shiny limbs and a look of ignorant bliss.
Ling never pegged Ed as the type to sing in the shower, but it was a low and soft humming that drew Ling to finding the blond alchemist there in the first place.
‘I get the feeling he’d be upset if he knew I was just watching him…’ Ling shook his head sadly.
“Why don’t you jump his damn bones if you insist on sticking around, then!”
Ling almost jumped out of his skin, but he realized that the voice had come from within himself and he suppressed a huff of annoyance. ‘What kind of man do you take me for, Greed? I’d never attack the unwilling!’
Ling could feel Greed’s agitation emanating from the pit of his chest.
“Look, I agreed to let you play for awhile so I could rest.” He yawned loudly. “But if you can’t decide what to do with that hard-on you’ve got, then take it elsewhere.”
Ling frowned as Greed went back to sleep. It was true, though. The sight before him was indeed making him long to join the naked alchemist and do things with him and that automail that would make a certain mechanic blush all shades of mortified if she ever found out, only…
That was just it. That blond man he fantasized about for the past month and a half was someone else’s, not only body but soul as well. Ling wasn’t sure why he was torturing himself with what could never be his, but how could he help it when that very thing he longed for displayed himself like a savory dessert on a plate in front of a starving man?
…not that the dessert did it on purpose, since this particular sweet was entirely unaware that he was food in someone’s eye to begin with.
The thought of food began to make Ling hungry, so he decided it was time to make himself scarce lest he begin hallucinating and start seeing the alchemist as an entrée.
As he got ready to move, however; there was a sudden splash from the pond and Ling looked back to see that Ed had crouched down in the water, head of gold still hidden in the waterfall. The humming all but gone, replaced with low raspy breathing that sounded like he was gasping for air.
Ling was, by all means; not a voyeur, and nor was he stupid. Except looking at this new scenario from the perspective of someone who didn’t know any better, either Ed was having a brain event and was trying to drown himself…
Or that subtly rapid movement from his left arm in front of him meant he was masturbating under the waterfall.
Being neither stupid or unaware, he knew right away that the latter is what was occurring.
The minute the thought clicked, Ling suddenly wished it hadn’t; considering he himself was in a similar issue. Except he didn’t have the luxury of taking care of it like the concealed alchemist.
Deciding that Ed was low enough that he wouldn’t deem it necessary to observe his surroundings, Ling settled back into a sitting position, resting his head on his hand, and elbow perched on a knee as he… observed.
Whatever Ed was thinking about, it must be wonderful. The way his back arched and how much he was avoiding the urge to cry out.
Yea gods… Ling looked down at his lap, seeing the bulge in his pants… or rather; feeling it would be a more precise description. He hummed a noise of discomfort as his pants became less and less comfortable with each passing second.
Deciding that he might as well get rid of his dilemma himself since the blond alchemist wasn’t leaving his happy place anytime soon, he tugged at the fastenings of his pants and opened them enough to slip a hand inside and fist his aching member.
Ling had to bite his lower lip to avoid making a noise of satisfaction. How long had it been since he’d gotten to pleasure himself? The last time he remembered it was during the train ride from Rush Valley to Central… five or six months ago at least.
Ling closed his eyes as he stroked himself, masking his surroundings behind darkness so he could at least pretend the one touching him was Ed.
The thought sent a pleasant shiver down his spine and he moved a little faster, gritting his teeth.
When he opened them, Ed would be standing in front of him, looking down. The alchemist’s body would still be dripping wet from the water, his dick still erect and a predatory grin on his face.

He would kneel down so close, encouraging Ling to move his hand away. Ed would lick his lips as he rolled his fingers over Ling’s erection, using his other hand to encourage Ling to lie back on the grass.
Ling would comply, parting his legs to give the alchemist better access and Ed would reward him by leaning down and licking his leaking tip. Ling would shudder, a noise bubbling from the back of his throat as Ed slid his hot tongue over and under his shaft, taking it into his mouth and sucking a little drawing gasps from the prince.
Ling would reach down, grasping those wet flaxen locks and fisting them, bringing Ed back up before he came into the alchemist’s mouth. Giving him a once-over, Ling would grasp Ed by his erection, giving it a squeeze. Ed would roll his head back, moaning, and Ling would take advantage of those parted lips and kiss him hard, slipping his tongue inside and exploring the warm interior before Ed wrestled back with his own tongue, fighting for dominance.
Lightning flash moments would pass, and Ling’s clothes would be discarded, naked as the blond and no inch of skin would be left alone. Touches, squeezes, and wet kisses would be shared over every inch of one another, and Ling would find himself right over the alchemist, his dominance secure as he pushed his dick into Ed’s entrance, earning a satisfying sound from him, and Ling would thrust into him, arms wrapped around the blond’s torso and a free hand taking hold of his cock, a finger sliding over the hot wet slit and down to stroke his balls before sliding back up and squeezing it hard. All the while Ed would be trembling as Ling moved back and forth, feeling the walls of muscle tight around him, sending convulsions through his groin, and Ed would beg, voice cracking.
“P-please…fas-faster…”
Ling would tease him briefly, kissing the back of Ed’s neck and sliding his hand up his chest to pinch his nipple.
Ed would growl loudly. “Now, you sunava bitch!”
Ling would answer to that heady call, gripping Ed’s erection again, this time with a fast tug and pull while he moved inside him more quickly. He would ride on the sound of Ed crying out in pleasure, his gasps for air, and his wordless whimpers. In his hand he would feel Ed stiffen, body beneath him shaking momentarily and a startled cry from the blond before a shot of wet heat soaked the palm of Ling’s hand.
Ling wouldn’t be finished just yet, using both his hands to grip Ed’s backside he would pump back and forth, the ring of muscle tightening harder and would release a breath of air, stars in his vision as he reached his own climax.
Then Ling opened his eyes to the real world, his own wet seed in his hand and beads of sweat on his brow.
He watched as Ed slumped forward under the waterfall, seeming to have reached his own peak too.
Wiping his hand on the grass, Ling redid the fastenings on his trousers as Ed turned around, stretching his arms over his head and yawning like he’d just finished a hard days work.
Ling took in that form, the lean built torso, strong arms and that obviously satisfied member, and he wished that his daydream had been real and that he could have actually felt that body, both skin and automail.
He watched Ed turn to leave the pool, stepping out of the water. He clapped his hands and touched his head, a slight breeze drifted around him and his hair no longer looked drenched.
Ling continued to stay put long after the alchemist put his clothes back on and left before he himself decided to get up and move, finding his legs had fallen asleep.
“I suppose I should head back too.” He muttered.
An inner yawn announced that Greed was awake. ‘You still here? Where’s the Elric brat?’
“He left, probably back to that town down the road by now.” Ling spoke aloud.

‘You mean you stayed here and just watched him the whole time?’ Greed laughed. ‘Man, you’re some kind of voyeur!’
Ling shook his head. “No, I'm not a voyeur.” He gazed at the trail Ed had gone down, deciding now was a good time to let Greed take over and head back to the group so he could be alone with his thoughts.
“… I’m just a sucker for things I can’t have.”

FIN.
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