EdxRoy & RoyxEd (Untitled): 69 - RoyxEd

            The first thing Ed felt as he slowly returned to consciousness was warmth. Though he was not covered by blankets, he felt a sensation unlike any that he had ever experienced. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times before realizing that he was lying facing the pale skin of a toned chest. Smiling, the young alchemist remembered that he had fallen asleep in his lover’s arms. This was the source of the alien yet comfortable warmth enveloping Ed.

 

 

            Perhaps having felt Ed’s slight movements, Roy stirred. The blond scooted up higher on the bed so that he would be eye to eye with the older man upon his waking. Mustang’s breathing grew shallower and quicker, and he slowly awoke, opening his eye to see Ed’s smiling face.

 

 

            “Morning, sleepyhead,” Ed said and kissed his boyfriend playfully on the nose.

 

 

            “Mmm, morning, Roy replied and kissed Ed back in earnest. “Wait… morning?” he said, still groggy. “Did we sleep through the afternoon and night?”

 

 

            Looking past Roy to the clock on the nightstand, the younger man shook his head slightly. “No, it’s still afternoon. Sorry for not saying ‘good afternoon’, you anal man.” Sill not at his full mental capacity, he giggled at his use of the word “anal”.

 

 

            Understanding the reason for his boyfriend’s laughter, the dark-haired alchemist played along. “You like that I’m anal.” He gave Ed’s backside a squeeze.

 

 

            “Only in that way,” he blond replied, smiling.

 

 

            They lay in comfortable silence for a few minutes before Ed declared, “I would love to stay here like this, but I have to piss.”

 

 

            Roy chuckled. “Go. I should too.”

 

 

            After both men had used the bathroom, they stood before each other in the bedroom once more.

 

 

            “So… what should we do now?” the Flame alchemist asked.

 

 

            Ed thought for a moment. “More sex?” he requested hopefully.

 

 

            Roy laughed and claimed his boyfriend’s lips in a kiss. He held the other man by his shoulders, looked into those golden eyes, and said, “I am so glad I came to you drunk last night.”

 

 

            Smiling, Ed replied, “So am I.” He crushed his lips against Roy’s and pulled the older man toward the bed by the hem of his boxers. Roy followed, and they plopped into a seated position on the bed, still kissing breathlessly.

 

 

            When they came up for air, Roy purred, “My eager Ed.”

 

 

            The young man smiled. “My sexy Roy.” He looked pensive for a moment. “Do you think we’re being too sappy? Especially since we just got together?” he wondered.

 

 

            “I don’t think so,” Roy replied. “Though I’d recommend against acting like this at work. Not that we have to hide that we’re together,” he amended, “but we’ll have to keep things professional.”

 

 

            “Aww, does that mean no sex in your office?” Ed pouted jokingly.

 

 

            “Unless we’re the only ones left at the end of the day,” Roy said seriously, then they both laughed and looked at each other in silence again.

 

 

            “So,” the Fullmetal alchemist said, breaking their reverie, “I believe we were going to have sex,” he stated matter of factly.

 

 

            “I haven’t forgotten,” the older man said, “though if your appetite is always like this, we may have to get creative to keep you satisfied.”

 

 

            “Yeah, yeah, I know you’re older and can’t always do it this often,” Ed smirked, “but I’ve been celibate for so long and you’re so hot and you know just what to do, so damn it, we deserve a good fucking or four, at least today.” He cocked his head assertively.

 

 

 

            “So grown up compared to the boy I once knew, but still with a good dose of cockiness,” Roy remarked. He pushed the younger man down on the bed, straddled his hips, and kissed him again. Ed moaned, and the sound was caught by Roy’s mouth.

 

 

            After a battle of tongues, the men’s lips parted. The onyx-haired man began sucking and nipping his way down Ed’s chest. He lavished attention on his lover’s nipples, swirling his tongue around one and gently nipping at the hardened bud before moving on to the other. While Roy attended to one nipple with his mouth, he squeezed the other between his fingers. Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar but pleasurable sensations, Ed threw his left arm across his face as though keeping himself from seeing would lessen the intensity. Roy stopped what he was doing.

 

 

            “Relax,” he purred, “and enjoy this.” He pinned Ed’s wrist to the headboard and the younger man looked down at him, golden eyes clouded with lust.

 

 

            “Sorry, it’s just… so much,” the blond gasped, realizing he had barely been breathing.

 

 

            “It’s nice having a lover who’s so sensitive,” Mustang said with a smirk and released Ed’s arm. He twisted the young alchemist’s nipples and was rewarded with a needy moan before using his mouth once more.

 

 

            “More… Please…” Ed whispered, and pushed Roy’s head toward the part of him that was aching to be touched.

 

 

            “What, you want me to play with this?” Roy asked, reaching behind himself and palming Ed’s erection. The younger man immediately tried to arch into his lover’s hand but was stopped by the fact that Mustang was sitting on his hips. Ed growled in frustration when the hand pulled away.

 

 

            “Damn it… touch me, fuck me, whatever, I don’t care, just don’t stop!” he demanded, sitting up as much as he could and staring Roy down.

 

 

            Roy chuckled and pressed his lips to Ed’s stern jaw line. “I have no intention of stopping. But let’s get into a better position.” He got off the bed and removed his boxers, and Ed quickly shimmied out of his own, tossing them on the floor.

 

 

            Getting back into bed, Roy lay on his back. “Turn around with your head facing the bottom of the bed, and get on your hands and knees on top of me,” he said.

 

 

            Doing so, Ed figured out Roy’s intentions quickly enough. After they adjusted their position a bit, the older man took his lover’s member into his mouth. The blond gasped at being taken in by the hot cavern and toyed with by a talented tongue. He was facing Roy’s thick cock, and knew that he was expected to reciprocate. It was difficult to do when distracted by such pleasurable feelings, but he managed to suck Roy’s erection into his own mouth and swirl his tongue around the head. Mustang let out a satisfied hum, which resonated along Ed’s length and the younger man would have cried out if his mouth weren’t full. Whatever sound he would have made turned into vibrations along Roy’s aching cock.

 

 

            The men fed off each other’s pleasure, every physical reaction on the part of one affecting the other. Ed could barely hold himself up as Roy drove him closer to the edge. Mustang’s neck was getting tired but the strong flicks of the blond’s tongue against his cock kept him going. It was all he could do to keep from thrusting up into Ed’s mouth. Before long, Roy’s pleasure peaked and his member pulsed with his release. For a moment, the older man stopped sucking and licking, and Ed was able to swallow his lover’s come. They were motionless for a few moments before Roy was able to start pleasuring Ed anew. Relaxing his neck, Ed was able to devote all his senses to what Roy was doing with his mouth and tongue. It wasn’t long before he too reached the point of no return, spilling his seed down Mustang’s throat. Roy swallowed and gently released Ed’s cock, licking his lips.

 

 

            Sated, Ed rolled off Roy and reoriented himself to be nestled against his lover’s right side. They lay there contentedly in post-orgasmic bliss. Minutes passed without them moving or saying a word.

 

 

            “I’m hungry,” Ed declared suddenly, breaking the silence.

 

 

            “What, I wasn’t enough of a meal for you?” Roy teased.

 

 

            Ed traced his fingers over his lover’s chest. “Only to satisfy certain appetites.”

 

 

            “Mmm,” Roy acknowledged, enjoying the feel of cool metal against his skin. “How about we go out to eat? My treat.”

 

 

            “Sounds good, I never turn down a free meal.”

 

           

            “It’s not just a free meal, it’s a date.” Roy winked at Ed, but given that he only had one eye, it looked ridiculous. The younger man couldn’t help but laugh.

 

 

            “Does that mean you want to hold hands when we walk to the restaurant?” he teased.

 

 

            “Why, do you want to?” Mustang teased back.

 

 

            “It might turn a few heads, which would be funny… but no, I think I can do without,” Ed replied, grinning. He stretched, catlike, and yawned.

 

 

            “We should probably put some clothes on,” he added as an afterthought, sitting up.

 

 

            “Good idea. Going out naked and looking thoroughly fucked would not be good for our reputations,” Roy replied, getting out of bed.

 

 

            “But going out clothed and looking ‘thoroughly fucked’ is acceptable?” Ed asked, still smiling. He too stood, and the men looked at each other from opposite sides of the bed.

 

 

            “Of course; couples do it all the time,” Roy said, still getting used to the fact that the two of them were indeed a couple.

 

 

            “Well, then,” Ed said, also taking note of Roy’s use of the word ‘couple’, “I guess I should lend you some clean clothes.” He looked through his closet and pulled out a shirt and pair of slacks that would suit his boyfriend nicely, and tossed them on the bed before choosing his own oufit. Both men dressed, and Ed looked at himself in the mirror above his bureau.

 

 

            “Damn, I do look ‘thoroughly fucked’,” he muttered, noting how a good portion of his hair had escaped from his braid and his face was flushed.

 

 

            Roy came up behind him. “I don’t look much better,” he said, running his fingers through his short hair, taming it back down to its usual level of messiness. He gently took off Ed’s hair band, undid the braid, and combed his fingers through the golden locks. The younger man closed his eyes and sighed happily as his lover braided his hair.

 

 

            “Thank you,” he said quietly when Roy had replaced the hair band, and turned to face the older man. They kissed each other tenderly, Roy’s hand cradling Ed’s cheek, and emerged smiling.

 

 

            “Well, let’s go,” Roy said. Ed grabbed his keys and the two left the apartment for a well-deserved meal.