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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Fullmetal_Alchemist:_Brotherhood_&_Manga, Fullmetal_Alchemist
  Relationship:
      Edward_Elric/Roy_Mustang, Edward_Elric/Winry_Rockbell
  Character:
      Edward_Elric, Roy_Mustang
  Additional Tags:
      First_Kiss, Past_Relationship(s), Pre-Slash, Attraction, Implied
      Relationships, Temptation, ex-lovers, OOC, PWP, Het_and_Slash, Unrequited
      Love, Unresolved_Sexual_Tension, Infidelity, Regret, Yaoi, Sexual
      Content, Age_Difference, Underage_Drinking, Drinking, Anal_Sex, Anal
      Fingering, Dirty_Talk, Heavy_Angst, Heartbreak, Male_Slash, Bisexual_Male
      Character, Freeform
  Series:
      Part 2 of Curiosity
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-08-22 Completed: 2014-09-03 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 11783
****** Bi-curious ******
by Rasuto
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     Edward had always felt many things for Roy Mustang, from sheer
     irritation to strong admiration. Those sentiments led him to feel
     something more for the older man.
Chapter Notes
     So this is my first real attempt at slash. It probably will suck but
     one has to start somewhere. Please keep in mind that this story is
     part of a series and I have already established that Edward is in a
     serious relationship with Winry, as in married for four years. The
     relationship you see here between Roy and Ed is part of the past. I
     don't like using italics for flashbacks so hopefully I made enough
     distinction between the past and the present.
     I take all kinds of comments but if you want to troll me you better
     have a solid reason for doing so.
     This story is unbeta'd.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Edward heard loud and clear the sounds of his shoes as he walked down the empty
street. He could feel the cold seeping in through the front of the expensive
pair as they flip up water with each stride he took. He grumbled, complaining
about the fact that the shoes got ruined because of rain. At least he was
thankful that it wasn't pouring anymore because getting his trousers wet too
would just make him more irritated than he already was.
The suitcase he was carrying was starting to feel heavy as the night ensued.
Its weight was beginning to bother him. Common sense told Edward that he should
just go and find a reasonably-priced hotel room before they all got sold out,
after all, he wasn't the only person who got stranded in Central that evening.
The blond turned on the corner of McCallister and headed over to Blue Bird
Motel. It was a cheap and nice place he had found on his first pitstop during
the first travel to the West. As he went down the wet sidewalk, his strides
connected with neon blue and Edward looked up. He was glad that the 'No
Vacancy' sign of the motel wasn't lit otherwise he would have to search for a
room in the shadier parts of town. It was a good thing too because his right
foot was beginning to feel damp and was starting to suck some of his body heat
just like his automail leg had been doing for hours.
Ed reached the motel entrance. He grasped on the metal handle but stopped shy
of pulling the door open. His golden eyes were fixed on the red letters
reflected on the shiny surface.
"The Drunken Flagon," Edward muttered and a wry smile crossed his face.
Ed held on to the handle a while longer as he contemplated the neon sign
through the reflection on the door. The sign was as decrepit as he remembered,
even the letter 'A' was badly flickering as it did back then. Irony boomed
inside his chest in the form of a sarcastic chuckle which made his hand slip
from the door handle. A rueful smile followed and Ed knew he had to turn on a
heel. He lifted the suitcase, and without much thought, crossed the street and
entered the bar.
The air inside The Drunken Flagon was as stale as the first time he visited the
place. He walked past a few men who were already wasted and sat on the first
stool he found empty. Edward placed the heavy suitcase on the floor, beside
him, and looked around for any suspicious characters that would be interested
in his belongings before straitening up and hollering at the bartender.
The blond ordered one shot of whiskey just as he did that other time five years
ago. Edward brought the cloudy-looking glass to his lips and let the amber
liquid slid inside his mouth. He swallowed the liquor and hissed. "Stray Dog"
tasted like gasoline but it was the finest drink available for your buck. At
least the cheap whiskey warmed his insides and made him forget the cold in his
lower limbs. Edward fished his golden pocket watch from the brown trenchcoat he
didn't care taking off. With a quick flick of his right thumb, the dragon-
detailed cover was flipped open. It was already past midnight. Ed huffed
tiredly as he put the pocket watch back in its place.
"Another one." The blond said to the heavyset man with the dirty apron.
The bartender exchanged the empty glass with a full one. Ed picked it up and
downed the shot, fast, the same way as with the previous one. Of course, he
hissed. The liquor was downright awful but it did its job. Now that the alcohol
had taken the edge off, Edward decided to stay in the bar and spend his money
there instead of renting a room across the street. He could easily take the 4:
30 a.m. train to South City via Rush Valley and surprise Winry with some of
those doughnuts from Maggie's Crispies when he got home at 10:00 that morning.
Now that it was decided, Edward knew he had to pace himself with the drinks so
he wouldn't stink so much of booze, otherwise Winry might shove the doughnuts
down his throat as she brained him with a wrench.
'Winry would understand,' he reasoned —but then again— anything would go with
her current state.
Ed chuckled softly as the image of his wife took his complete attention. His
mind tend to drift to that evening four months ago every time his thoughts
lingered on Winry.
His lovely wife somehow had found out about his past relationship with Mustang.
Instead of confronting him like any normal human being would, Winry had this
peculiar idea (no doubt concocted by her mentor) of making him confess about
the tryst. He had been completely mortified by her actions but he knew Winry
was just trying to push him, to make him uncomfortable enough so he would plead
guilty to the charges placed against him. Ed had no doubt in his mind that
Winry would've backed off if he had submitted to her scare tactics, but he
didn't do submission well. It had been well worth it to dare her to continue
with her little game. Despite the shady intentions, he found the kink quite
satisfying, and turning the game against Winry even more satisfying.
Ed smirked at the memory but his amusement died out fast as the reason his wife
behaved that way traversed to the front of his mind. His mouth dried almost
instantly so Edward ordered another shot. He didn't hiss this time around when
the liquor traveled down his throat as his insides had become accustomed to the
strong spirit but his taste buds still complained about the acrid taste. Soon
enough Ed begun to crave a finer liquor like the one he had tasted the first
time he had a man's drink.
'Has it been a decade already?' The random thought caught him by surprise.
Of course it had been that long, and the rueful smile on his face only helped
to remind him of such.
Edward begun to feel restless, just as restless as he had been that night ten
years ago.
He and his brother had somehow come out alive from the Führer's mansion. One
thing they learned that night was that Wrath was beyond ruthless. Having
survived the chat with King Bradley had been upsetting for both but more so for
Edward. Alphonse didn't have his original body so he was impervious to the
taxing nature of stress. In his restlessness, Ed knew he couldn't go to sleep.
He needed to unwind. The blond excused himself and left the hotel room to take
a walk. He ended walking for a long while, and when he noticed this, he
realized that he had walked to an entirely different part of town. When Ed had
asked for directions, he discovered that he was a block away from where his
crummy Commanding Officer lived.
Up to this day, Edward still didn't know what possessed him to venture to the
older man's house.
 
 
 
Ed had knocked twice on the door before he begun questioning himself why he was
standing in front of the Colonel's apartment. Unfortunately, the door had
opened before he had a chance to come up with an answer. Edward remembered
vividly how for a split second he got to witness the human side of Roy Mustang
before he reverted back to his usual fastidious self.
It was more than clear that Mustang had been surprised by the impromptu visit
—because it had been an impromptu visit— nothing more and nothing less.
Ed couldn't answer Roy's "what are you doing here" question but he did comment
on the half full tumbler sitting on the coffee table. His had been a snarky
comment, one that Mustang answered with equal snide. Of course the man had to
embellish his answer with words like "little" and "child" and "not understand",
words that only made him even more cantankerous that he already was. He grabbed
the tumbler and drank the amber liquid til the very last drop just to spite the
man.
Somehow he had managed to calm the urge to cough in front of his Commanding
Officer before he made a fool of himself. Ed had expected that Roy Mustang
would scold him like any normal adult would. Mustang should've gotten angry at
him and he should've reprimanded him for his actions, but he didn't. Instead,
he offered him a smug smile.
Mustang walked past him and grabbed the bottle of the liquor he had poured to
the tumbler, a Blue Label whiskey. He also brought another tumbler along with
the liquor and poured the strong spirit on both glasses.
"So you want to drink, kid?" The Colonel had said in the most insufferable
voice the man could offer.
Mustang's idiosyncratic approaches always made Edward nervous, angry and
confused, which translated as a dare. He always liked a good challenge, so he
took the tumbler on his left hand and drank.
That night Edward learned two things. He realized that alcohol inhibited the
senses more than he expected, and he also discovered —to his disadvantage— that
alcohol brought to the surface deep-seated desires in those who indulged in it.
In Ed's eyes, Roy Mustang transformed from his usual fastidious self to someone
worth of contemplating. Ed had already changed his opinion about the Colonel
when he learned of his honorable intentions for Amestris. He had felt something
stir within himself that day, this something had been vague back then but now
it had taken a more defined shape under the influence of the strong spirit. Ed
knew he felt admiration for the older man but he was sure that there was a
strong attraction mixed in with this admiration. It must've shown on his face
too because Mustang was now contemplating him, looking at him differently.
Utter shock had paralyzed Edward when Mustang leaned over the couch and claimed
his lips. His breath hitched and he felt the blood drain away form his face
while his heart sped. Mustang's soft hands —because they had been softer than
he had ever imaged them to be— cupped the sides of his blanched face as he
deepened the kiss. His tongue lapped at his quivering lips, urging them to
open, and he willingly complied. It was then when the Colonel's dexterous
tongue peeked in and softly caressed his own. Ed found himself breathing faster
through his flaring nose and all he could do was to stare at Roy. Soon after
his amber eyes became enchanted by the spell of midnight blue.
Ed had breathed a pathetic moan into Mustang's mouth when the man dug one of
his hands into his braid, caressing the back of his neck until the hairs stood
on end.
It had been his first kiss and he was enjoying it very much until all kinds of
wrong invaded his thoughts.
His age and the Colonel's age…
His gender and the Colonel's gender…
Just days ago he had kind of admitted to loving Winry for Christ sake! He
shouldn't been enjoying something so indecent, so illegal, as much as he was!
Edward had pushed Roy away, and out blind fear, he also had punched the man in
the face. He had wiped the sin on the sleeve of his black coat and ran away
from the place as fast as he could.
 
 
 
'Roy…' Edward thought of the older man as he brought the another shot of Stray
Dog to his lips. Ed couldn't help the yearning from showing on his face as he
downed the whiskey.
"Thinking about me?"
The sultry voice of Roy Mustang pierced through Edward's thoughts.
The blond blinked in surprise, thinking that the alcohol must have already gone
to his brain because he was hearing voices, but he looked to his left and came
across the object of his recent musings sitting next to him.
"What the hell are you doing here, bastard!" Ed spat without much thought or
restraint.
"I was driving down McCallister and thought I saw my favorite subordinate
walking into this bar." Roy said airily.
"Don't let Miss Riza hear you say that." Ed groused.
He looked away for a moment.
"Why are you even here?" Edward asked with mild irritation.
"I could ask you the same thing, Major."
The smug comment made the blond huff.
"The train bound for Dublith broke down so I'm stuck here… unfortunately."
"Is that so?" Ed's petulant grousing only made Roy crack a laugh.
"Shut it, Mustang!" Edward growled but he only managed to make the older man
laugh at him some more.
"This is too precious…" Roy commented while he wiped a mirthful tear from the
corner of his eye.
"What's too 'precious', bastard?" Ed menaced.
"The irony of the moment," Mustang said while offering Ed a wry smile. "Here
you are in this place, drinking while you wait for the next available ride
home, and here I am, sitting next to you just like I did back then when you
missed the train for East City."
Golden orbs became appalled. The gall of the Brigadier General to bring up the
past so callously.
"That was almost five years ago." Ed spat in disdain. His curt words were a
reflection of how uncomfortable he was beginning to feel with the company at
hand.
"That is true…" Roy concurred but his words carried certain bitterness that Ed
wasn't prepared to hear.
Silence put a wedge between them.
Edward sat still, keeping his eyes fixed on the worn wooden surface of the
counter. Roy made himself comfortable and ordered what Ed was having.
"Ugh! I've almost forgotten how vile this swill is." Roy griped after he drank
the whiskey shot.
Probably Mustang didn't mean to sound like such a wuss with his comment, but he
did. At least the comment was amusing enough since it brought a smile to
Edward's face.
"C'mon Roy, you were the one who introduced me to this little gem," Ed teased.
"Or are you trying to say that the almighty Flame Alchemist is becoming such a
wimp that he can't even hold down a cheap drink?"
In the middle of the banter, Edward winced. He realized too late that he had
called the older man by his first name. Roy became upset at Ed's mild aversion
but he still found the strength to smile openly at the younger man. Still, more
silence got in their way before the Brigadier General decided to vanquish it.
"You know," Mustang offered Ed an enticing smile. "I have an unopened bottle of
Blue Label at home."
Edward tensed. Roy Mustang was still as bold as he had been years ago. He
looked at the man and offered him a small grin.
Why wasn't he turning Roy Mustang down? A simple "no" would suffice… then why
isn't he telling his Commanding Officer to piss off?
"Fine. Let's go." Edward replied without much thought.
His hasty reply surprised both of them. The Brigadier General pressed his lips
into a flat line as response before standing up.
Edward stood up and dropped a few cenz on the counter. He then bent over to
lift the suitcase from the floor. Ed could've sworn that the damn thing had
doubled in weight since he set it on the ground… his mind drifted.
Maybe it was the weight of guilt and not the weight of the suitcase that was
getting to him?
"Coming?"
Roy's sharp voice pierced through Ed's guilty conscience, making it whimper and
retract to the back of his mind.
"Yeah…" Edward breathed out rather weakly.
Both men left the establishment, together.
Edward walked behind Mustang as they headed to the car. He blocked out the
voice of his conscience because he didn't want to hear what it had to say. Ed
didn't want to think neither. His feet were moving on their own accord,
following the Brigadier General the same way as they did five years earlier.
Chapter End Notes
     Right now this chapter is Teen and Up. I will try to post the next
     chapter soon. I can tell you that Chapter 2 will be Explicit, and
     hopefully the content will make a decent slash.
     I will also add more tags that specify what you will read on the next
     chapter.
     You will be the judge of that.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Winry… will he dare cheat on her?
Chapter Notes
     I think this is a hot mess but, oh well! Still, you might like the
     interaction between Ed and Roy. It's my first yaoi story and I
     decided to include a strong/detailed lemon.
     Please keep in mind that this story is part of a series and I have
     already established that Edward is in a serious relationship with
     Winry, as in married for four years. The relationship you see here
     between Roy and Ed is part of the past. I don't like using italics
     for flashbacks so hopefully I made enough distinction between the
     past and the present.
     I take all kinds of comments but if you want to troll me you better
     have a solid reason for doing so.
     This story is unbeta'd.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"Excuse me!" Edward yelled as he ran through the large hallway of Central Train
Station.
"Please get out of the way!" He shouted while he move around a senior couple
that came out of nowhere.
Ed danced around the old couple before continuing to leave humans on his wake
as he made his way to Platform #2. The blond took a moment to look at the
enormous clock set in the middle of the plaza.
"No, no, no!" He whined when he realized that the train to East City was about
to depart.
Edward ran as fast as he could through the sea of people gathered on the train
station. When he finally got to Platform #2 was only to see the train moving
away. Ed slowed his pace until he came to a full stop.
"Aw, goddamit!" Ed cursed loud enough for his voice to be carried down the
empty platform.
The blond dropped the large suitcase he had carried over his shoulder and
hunched over to catch some air.
It was bad. He was supposed to get on that train.
Edward had sent his belongings ahead of time to Youswell so they would arrive
on time before embarking on an expedition to the Xerxes ruins. Now he would
have to call Halling and let him know to keep his belongings at the inn for a
while longer.
"Those bastards at Xoporor!" Ed couldn't help but to gripe.
Edward felt like kicking something with his automail leg, but instead, he just
let out a long sigh. He should've seen this coming. The border line between
Creta and Amestris was as convoluted as it has been four years ago. Not only
did he missed the train in West City but now he missed the last available train
for East City…
The blond huffed before straightening up. He ran a hand along his long bangs as
he let go of anger because Edward Elric was not one to cry over split milk.
After leaving his problems behind, the blond picked up the large suitcase and
headed for the taxi line.
Edward took out his wallet as he waited in line to take a cab. He grunted when
he realized that he was running low on cenz. Yet another mental curse was sent
to the man in charge of policing Xoporor Train Station. Begrudgingly, Edward
put the wallet back in his pocket and got out of the taxi line. There was no
way he could afford for both a cab and a hotel room with the money he was
carrying, and he didn't want to break into the money he had stashed inside the
left boot. That money was for the expedition guides waiting for him at
Youswell.
Ed picked up the suitcase after letting out yet another exasperated sigh and
begun walking towards downtown. The Blue Bird Motel was a ways from the train
station, but as he discovered months earlier, it was a decent place to stay for
your buck.
The sun was beginning to cast long shadows as it set, so Edward hastened his
pace. He didn't want to be stuck in the lower part of town at nighttime unless
he wanted to brawl his way out of the place. After two long blocks, Ed noticed
that a car was slowing down. The car parked just a few feet ahead of him. With
utmost caution, the blond stopped next to the car. The dark tinted window was
lowered and Edward saw the ugly mug of his ex-Commanding Officer peeking from
the interior.
"Need a lift?" Mustang asked, airily, but Edward didn't answer right away.
The chance meeting with Mustang made him become uneasy because he hadn't seen
the older man since the day he left the hospital with the newly-restored
Alphonse. Ed just stared blankly at Mustang, debating with himself if he should
take up the offer. Truth be told, he was still a long ways from the motel, so…
"Fine, old man." Ed groused before walking towards the trunk of the car.
He cursed his luck as he waited for the Colonel to open the trunk. The blond
tossed the suitcase into the trunk once it was opened then went around to the
passenger's side of the car.
"Old man? I'm still in my early thirties, Edward." Roy retorted in rather
offended tone when Edward entered the vehicle.
"Yeah, yeah… so sorry." Edward waived while offering Mustang a rather
indifferent look. "Now, can you please take me to McCallister?"
The Colonel scowled at such childish behavior but preferred to remain silent
and ignore the blond's taunting. He moved his foot from the brake to the gas
pedal and sped away.
"I thought you were in the West." Roy said as he looked at Edward.
"Keep your eyes on the road!" The blond squeaked, pointing a distressed finger
at the road.
Mustang looked ahead and noticed he was about to collide with an incoming car
but he quickly maneuvered his car out of harm's way.
"Geez!" Edward cried out while he peeled himself from the seat of the car. "You
still don't know how to drive?"
"I had it under control." The Colonel snapped back. "So why are you here in
Central?" He asked, changing the subject.
Edward gave the man a flat stare before answering. "I was heading to East City
but I missed the train."
" Oh?"
"What!" Edward grouched. He didn't like the insinuating tone of the older man.
"Couldn't keep yourself away from your mechanic?" Mustang replied and almost
sniggered.
Right on cue, Ed became flustered, making the Colonel burst out laughing at his
expense.
Ed snorted. "I was heading to Youswell, bastard! I'm going to the ruins of
Xerxes to check the hieroglyphs at the main temple."
"So you're not going to visit Miss Rockbell on your way there?" Roy kept
teasing.
"No!" Ed shifted uncomfortably on the leather seat. He even crossed his arms in
front of his chest to let the older man know how uncomfortable he was about the
current subject.
Edward could tell that the Colonel was looking at him from the corner of his
eye. The bastard was studying him, wondering why he had exploded the way he
did.
"Trouble in paradise?" Roy couldn't help but to ask.
Edward glared at the Colonel because he knew that question was coming.
"McCallister is up ahead," he replied instead.
Mustang turned to the right, as Edward had so annoyingly pointed out. The drive
across the next two blocks had been silent until Edward told the Colonel to
pull over.
"The Blue Bird Motel?" The older man said as he looked up at the bright neon
sign.
"It's a nice and cheap motel." Edward replied airily as he got off the car.
He went around the back of the car and this time Roy had popped the trunk open
before he had a change to nag him about it. He took the suitcase out and closed
the trunk then went around the driver's side, standing mere inches away from
the older man.
"Thank you for the lift." Ed said with a wide grin. He then turned around and
walked towards the motel entrance.
"Wait, Edward." Roy called as he was about to push the door open.
Ed turned around and approached the car with mild annoyance.
"What is it, Colonel?" He spat with some irk.
"Let's get some drinks." Roy replied as he pointed to the establishment on the
other side of the street.
Ed looked at the sign, "The Drunken Flaggon", shone in red letters.
"You're kidding me." Ed spat, thinking that the place looked as trashy as its
name.
"C'mon!" Roy encouraged. "For old times sake."
The Colonel's words dug out old memories about the time he first had a drink
with the older man. Ed inadvertently licked his lips as he remembered the
heated kiss between them.
A tender smile spread across Mustang's face. "I take that as a yes?"
"Whatever." Edward rolled his eyes before looking away as he tried to conceal
the fierce blush he was sporting.
 
 
 
"You're awfully quiet."
Edward looked at the older man when the words finally made it past his ears. He
had been staring blankly at moving scenery for a while, too immersed in his own
world to even realize that Mustang was speaking to him.
Ed noticed a slight tension in Roy's brow.
"We can go back if you want to."
"It's fine, bastard." Ed muttered, averting his eyes back to the moving
scenery.
But was it fine? Probably not, yet there he was, heading to Mustang's place. Ed
was still mildly shaken from encountering Roy at the bar they had once entered
together some odd years ago. Was their encounter pure coincidence? Was it fate?
A proper answer didn't matter because his curiosity always got the better of
him.
Ed glanced at Mustang. The older man kept his midnight eyes trained on the road
but Ed could still see from profile that he was scowling. The rigid expression
perturbed Edward, so he escaped back to the outside scenery.
Both remained quiet for the rest of the trip.
Thankfully, they were just five minutes away from Mustang's apartment so the
overwhelming silence didn't smother them. The older man parked in his assigned
spot on the side of the road. When Roy turned the ignition off, Edward could've
sworn that the coils had gone off like an alarm, warning him of what could
happen inside the apartment if he got out of the car.
His heart begun beating faster and his stomach was tied into knots from
uncertainty… just like that other time.
Ed remembered that he had have quite a lot to drink too. Stray Dog really did
as the label warned. He also remembered that Mustang had been just as drunk as
he was. Now that he thought about it, someone must've been watching over them
because they made it to Roy's place in one piece, especially since the older
man wasn't very responsible behind the wheel.
They had staggered through three flight of stairs and surpassed four attempts
at unlocking the front door only to flop on the ample leather couch. This time
around there was no staggering or failed attempts at opening a simple door but
there was the deafening steps of two men that were gambling with fate.
Mustang entered the apartment first. When Ed entered he immediately noticed
that nothing had changed much inside the apartment, in fact, it looked exactly
the same as it did five years ago… well, that wasn't exactly true. The mood
back then was different than it was at the moment.
 
 
 
The Colonel had said that he needed to go to the bathroom. Ed had ignored the
comment because he had been too busy trying to stop his head from spinning. The
blond realized that the alcohol was going to his head so he stood up from the
couch. He took the opportunity that Mustang was still in the bathroom to stroll
around the living room. He went to a side table that had a bunch of picture
frames scattered on the surface. Ed noticed that most of the frames had
pictures of "Team Mustang" with the exception of two. There was an overly-
ornate picture frame that had the Colonel posing alongside a heavyset woman
with dark wavy hair. Edward carefully studied the picture. He noticed that the
woman in the photograph used to be quite beautiful when she was younger and he
also noticed that there was a physical resemblance to Mustang especially in the
narrow shape of their eyes. The other picture frame that was different from the
others. It had a photograph of the Colonel and Mr. Hughes. The uniforms they
wore in the picture looked like the ones issued at the academy. Ed picked up
the frame to take a closer look. Both Mustang and Hughes looked so young…
"And so full of hope…" He muttered bittersweetly.
The blond set the picture frame back in place just as he felt his heart sink in
from guilt.
"Handsome fellow, don't you think?"
Edward turned around and saw Roy walking towards him. He carried a conceited
smile with him as he traversed the room.
Ed smirked.
"Yeah, I guess… I can definitely see why Mrs. Hughes fell for Mr. Hughes. He
was quite the looker." He bantered.
"Charming as always, kid." Roy retorted behind a snort.
"I'm hardly a kid." Ed scoffed.
"I can see that." Roy said with leering eyes and Edward cheeks went hot.
Mustang laughed heartily as he walked towards the liquor cabinet. He took two
glasses from the left side and a bottle of whiskey from the other. The Colonel
poured a decent amount of liquor onto both glasses and brought them with him
after putting the whiskey away.
Mustang now stood inches away from the blond.
"Who would've known that Edward Elric would grow up to be such a dashing young
man." Roy said as he handed one glass to the flustered young man.
"Now I don't need to crane my neck to see you eye to eye." He added just to
spite Edward, yet there was deeper meaning to the words he had conveyed.
 
 
 
"You're more than welcome to sit down, Ed." The Brigadier General said as he
took off his black coat.
Edward flinched when he heard the silky voice. He had been so lost in thought
that he forgot where he was in. After some initial hesitation, Ed nodded and
headed over to the leather couch.
'Dammit…' Edward cursed inwardly as he became enveloped in the luxurious caress
of the leather couch.
He looked around the living room while Roy hanged his coat on the racket.
Everything was exactly as before even the warm temperature inside the apartment
was as enticing as it had been back then. Ed was caught by surprise when he saw
Roy standing next to him.
"Your coat." Mustang prompted as he extended a hand.
Edward stared blankly at Roy before realizing that the man had actually spoken
to him. He looked down realized he hadn't taken his brown coat off when he sat
down. Embarrassed, Ed scrambled to his feet and took the coat off, handing it
to Mustang as he hid the embarrassment behind a sheepish grin.
Mustang smiled bittersweetly but said nothing in return.
Edward sat down when the older man left his side to put the coat on the rack.
He hid behind his long bangs to hide the mortification he was feeling.
What was he doing there?
It was so obvious that he was uncomfortable being in the company of Roy Mustang
because he was starting to act stupid. Why the older man was putting up with
his antics was beyond his comprehension.
The Brigadier General didn't return to his side, instead he headed to the
kitchen. Ed could hear the faint clattering of glasses and ice.
' Does he think I'm in need of a drink? '
The unpleasant supposition was confirmed when Roy reappeared in the living room
with two tumblers filled with ice.
"Blue Label tastes better when chilled." The Brigadier General mentioned as he
walked past Edward.
"Yeah, of course!" Ed dismissed the statement with a forced laugh.
A slight tremble crept over his body when he heard Roy break the seal of the
whiskey bottle. He got a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach as past
and present danced together in sinful communion.
 
 
 
"Thanks." Ed had replied rather meekly since he lacked the courage to express
himself properly.
Mustang had offered a warm smile in return. He took a step back and sat next to
the nervous blond. There was a huge gap between Edward and the Colonel but the
blond could've sworn that the piece of furniture was encroaching on them.
"So what's in Xerxes?" The Colonel asked, smirking as he looked at Ed from the
corner of his dark eyes.
Ed felt relieved. The man was just looking for a conversation… right? Ed shook
his head, pushing away any outrageous thoughts from his over active mind.
"I found some interesting symbols in one of the catacombs under Table City that
reminded me of something I saw back in Xerxes that time you sent me and the
Major to meet with Maria Ross." Ed explained, forcing his thoughts on the
neutral subject.
"So you think that Xerxes' influence also expanded to the far West?" Mustang
asked with interest.
"Yeah… it looks that way." Edward's smile grew wide.
"You know…" The Colonel changed his tone. "Your findings can really benefit the
military."
Ed immediately frowned. "Is that all you can think of, bastard?"
"Your help can definitely help build a better future for Amestris." Roy replied
candidly.
The blond looked away with a petulant scowl. He understood well where Mustang
was going with his little speech… but to join the military? He had promised his
loved ones that he wasn't going to be collared by the militia anymore.
"You know were I stand." His answer was short and to the point.
"Ed…"
The way his name came out of Roy's mouth sounded completely casual but he had
seen the nostalgia written on his face. He kept staring and noticed how the
light hit the older man in the right places. Roy Mustang was an attractive man
regardless of age. A flash of a different time rushed to the front of Edward's
mind, with Mustang sitting in the same exact place as he did that night when
they first kissed.
His cheeks became heated with the thought. It had been too late to hide his
reaction from the older man. The Colonel was undoubtedly looking at him with an
intense gaze. The look was so disarming that Edward hid his face in his hand.
He could feel Roy smirking at him and he hated himself for it.
" So?"
The intonation of the word riled Ed almost instantly. He peeled the hand away
from his face.
"What, bastard?" Edward retorted.
"Are you going to stop in Resembool on your way to Xerxes?"
What an annoying man!
"Ugh! That again!" Ed growled. "It's none of your goddamed business!"
Roy tilted his head to one side. "Isn't she your fiancée?"
Edward felt a flush in his face.
"Um… no!" He stammered. "What the fuck— Where did you get that idea?"
The Colonel laughed heartily. "Relax, Ed." He took a sip of whiskey. "I just
assumed that you both were engaged, after all it's what's everyone expecting to
happen."
" What!"
"So you're not engaged?" Mustang looked confused, even a little worried, but he
dismissed it with a fond smile.
"Hell no!" Edward snapped back.
His throat went instantly dry. He picked up the glass and chugged the entire
contents down his throat.
"Slow down." The older man warned. "I didn't mean anything by it."
Ed coughed then glared at Roy.
"Whatever."
There was a tense pause between them.
"Does it bother you that much?" Roy asked, picking back the subject of Edward's
love life.
The blond flinched at the question and averted his golden gaze to the wooden
floor. For a moment there, Edward pondered if he should open up to the man. He
took a slow, unsteady breath, and finally confessed.
"It's expected of me to marry Winry, after all, everyone have always seen us as
childhood sweethearts of sorts… but…" Ed answered, forcing his voice to be
neutral. "But that's not fair."
Roy was shocked by the revelation.
"I was under the impression that you love her." He said in all honesty but the
statement only made Ed feel more torn than he already was.
"I do love her… but I'm not ready to get settled."
Ed looked at Roy with a weary gaze for a few moments.
"You know more than anyone else that we've been through hell and back, that I
only lived for restoring Al to his original body…"
His trembling voice faded to nothing. He took a moment to collect himself.
"Now it's different." Ed continued, "Al is back to normal and were finally
happy…" His golden eyes became wistfully distant. "We're finally free to live
like normal people…"
"I think I understand." Mustang said behind a warm smile.
Ed hadn't noticed when the Colonel had shifted closer to him but he definitely
froze when he felt Roy's hand on his knee. Suddenly Ed remembered to inhale.
Mustang was only trying to comfort him, so why was the simple gesture
unearthing all those deep seated feelings he had cast to the deepest recesses
of his mind? Was this even happening?
"Why did you kiss me?" Ed asked hesitantly, it had been something that was
eating at him since the day he ran away from that apartment.
It was clear that Mustang wasn't expecting such question.
"Will you slug me again if I give you the answer?"
Edward turned a few shades of red. He hadn't meant to punch Mustang in the
first place. His had been a pathetic reaction to sentiments that he had never
experienced before.
"I promise I won't." Ed replied with a sheepish grin.
"I'll take your word." The Colonel smiled.
Roy shifted even closer to Ed, which made him become even uneasier than he
already was.
"You fascinate me, Edward Elric."
It had been a simple statement but one that carried a tremendous impact.
Edward's eyes went wide and his body trembled with shock.
The hand that touched his knee traveled upwards and was now cupping a side of
his face. Mustang leaned over and got so close that Ed felt the whiskey-laced
breath ghosting over his flushed face, raising goose bumps where the Colonel's
breath met with his skin.
"A truly remarkable man… and so goddamn beautiful…" Roy added as he pressed his
lips against the blond's.
 
 
 
"You're spacing out again." The Brigadier General mentioned in a clipped tone
as he handed Ed the chilled glass.
Edward dismissed the comment with a grumble and yanked the drink away from the
older man's hand. He gulped the entire contents without much thought and almost
coughed in the process. The blond clenched the empty glass in his hands and
looked back over to the clock on the far end of the living room. He kept his
eyes fixed on the damn thing hoping that time would move faster if he kept his
eyes on the handles.
Ed could still feel Roy's presence standing next to him. The man was supposed
to hand him the goddamed drink and sit down but he didn't. Begrudgingly, Edward
looked up to see Roy staring down at him. There was yearning written all over
those midnight eyes of his… a yearning that made Ed shiver. His heart skipped a
beat when Mustang broke his stance to grab his empty glass and set it on the
table. The Brigadier General also placed his barely touched drink on the table.
Ed felt his face hot so he hid behind his long bangs to conceal the blushing.
He felt heat radiate to other parts of his body and he trembled. He glanced up
and noticed that Roy's dark blue eyes practically burned with forbidden
passion, one that had been simmering for years… five years to be exact.
The desire in burning in Mustang's eyes changed something within himself, but
before he could acknowledge the latent sentiment, Roy made a bold move. He
stroked Ed's long bangs then caressed his strong jaw. The heated contact made
the blond catch his breath.
Before Edward could even blink, the Brigadier General was already pushing him
down on the couch. The strong ivory body rapidly brought down most of Ed's
resistance.
"Roy…" Ed breathed meekly.
Why the hell wasn't he fighting back? Did he wanted this to happen?
The Brigadier General slowly neared his lips to Ed's until he softly united
them in a gentle kiss. Roy licked the blond's lip in a way that made Ed gasp.
Their tongues met, like a jolt of electricity, and Roy grunted to keep from
wantonly moaning at the sinful taste.
Mustang pulled back, gently pulling at blond's lower lip when separating, and
he looked deeply into Ed's hazy eyes.
"I want to be greedy," Roy confessed in a sinful whisper. "I want to steal you
away from your wife and make you mine tonight."
Edward gazed in silence at his ex-lover. He was torn. Part of him knew just how
wrong this was but the other part —the darker part of him— did not want to
stop.
The parallels with that other time were simply uncanny.
 
 
 
Edward couldn't had helped the shivers that were running throughout his body as
the Colonel thrusted his tongue into his welcoming mouth. They had been teasing
each other for a few minutes now, lapping at each other's mouth and pulling at
each other's lips as desire built within their bodies. They separated from the
heated kiss and Ed gazed at Mustang. There was wanton in those dark eyes of his
but there was also a glint of caution.
"You do know what you're doing?"
"What?" Edward snapped back at Roy's comment.
The older man stared at Ed and shook his head. "What I meant is if you've been
intimate before."
Such bold statement made the blond redden and become mortified almost at the
same time.
"Yes. I've had sex before. Happy?" Ed chewed his response.
"Interesting…" Mustang exclaimed before a mischievous smile grew on his face.
"Miss Rockbell is a lucky woman."
Ed knew that the Colonel was just trying to pry into his personal life, and for
once, he was going to let him.
"Who said it was Winry?" Edward answered with a cocky smile, knowing very well
that the response was not one the older man expected.
"You're full of surprises." Roy said after the initial shock.
"Yeah, I guess I am." The blond teased before he pressed himself against the
Colonel, pinning him to the couch with the weight of his body.
Mustang let the blond straddle his hips. He brought the young man close to him
and their lips joined together in another charged kiss. They didn't waste
anytime this time around. Edward unbuttoned Roy's shirt and vest while Roy
untied the younger man's hair from the high ponytail he was wearing. Ed moaned
into Mustang's mouth when the older man dug his fingers on the long locks as
they cascaded around their faces. The Colonel caressed his nape until the hairs
on his hair stood on end. It was an erogenous region that Edward didn't know he
had until that night over three years before when Roy first touched him so
sensually. The Colonel's enticing touches were making Edward loose his head. He
begun grinding his hips slowly against Roy's groin.
"You little shit…" Roy whispered hotly when he broke the kiss. "Let's take this
to the bedroom." He added as he thrusted his hips upwards neatly pressing his
bulge against the blond.
Edward gasped at the sensation. His cheeks became hot as he realized how big
the Colonel's cock was.
"Impressed?" Roy smirked when he noticed Ed's reaction.
"You better make it worth my while." Ed scoffed in response.
 
 
 
"I missed you so much." The Brigadier General whispered to Edward's ear, making
the blond focus back on the present.
Ed didn't say anything in return as his mind was currently engaged in a tug of
war between his feelings for Roy, who had been his lover; and for Winry, who
was his wife and also—
Mustang capture Edward's full attention when he unfastened the blond's
ponytail. He could feel golden locks draping all over his back and shoulders,
leaving him fully exposed and vulnerable to the older man. Roy dug his fingers
on the luscious locks, making Edward hum in pleasure as he indulged in the
sinful touch. The older man knew him too well for his own good.
Why hasn't he stopped Roy?
The entire foundation of their current relationship was being threatened by his
inability to say "no" to the Brigadier General. Did he really want this? It had
been Ed who decided to break up with Roy five years ago after realizing that
there was no romantic future with the older man. Ed knew his decision had been
one-sided, and Roy —good ol' Roy— accepted his decision with nobility. When
Edward decided to join the military, it was decided that they would keep their
relationship strictly professional… even if yearning sometimes got in the way.
Another layer of Ed's fragile resistance was shed when Mustang palmed his
groin. He closed his eyes and his mouth hung partially open when Roy begun
exciting him into a full erection.
"Roy…" The blond gasped as he curled into Mustang's body.
"Let's take this to bed." The Brigadier General murmured into Ed's ear as he
rubbed him.
Edward shot his eyes open. Mustang had spoke the words he had been dreading
since he walked inside the apartment. Out of nowhere, an image of Winry
appeared in his mind's eye that made him wince.
Winry… will he dare cheat on her?
Ed focused his attention back to the handsome man leaning over him. There was
no denying that he had been fantasizing about being intimate with Roy Mustang.
He been desiring for such encounter ever since Winry had imitated Roy four
months ago. Just thinking about the kinky encounter was enough to send a wave
of pleasure to his groin, and just thinking that he could experience the real
thing with Mustang right now made his anus pulsate with lust.
His primal instincts were coaxing him, urging him to let Roy take him and to
claim him like he did the first time they were intimate.
That time they had made it from the living room to the bedroom. They had even
left a trail of clothing in their wake.
 
 
 
Edward had stopped Roy a few times in the hallway, pushing Mustang against the
walls so he could place teasing kisses on his neck or to bite his strong jaw or
to whisper lewd words to his ears. Once they reached the bedroom, Roy pushed
the blond to the mattress were they continued with the rough foreplay but the
Colonel quickly overpowered Ed when he placed a powerful thigh between the
younger man's legs. Edward tried to get Roy off him but their strength was
equally matched by the size of their bodies. The Colonel managed to pin the
Ed's hands over his golden head and smirked in victory.
"I want you… I want to bury myself in you…" Roy confessed, making Edward become
red.
A snort came from behind Ed's flustered face. "You want to fuck me, huh?"
The Colonel laughed heartily at the crude comment. Roy leered at Edward and he
shifted the hold on the blond's grip from two hands to one hand.
"Fuck you?" Roy pinched a perked nipple, making Ed moan in pleasure.
"Yes, I want to fuck you." Roy whispered hotly to the blond's ear.
The Colonel let go of Ed's hands and moved down the tanned body. He dragged his
tongue across the already sensitive nub only to flick at it with the tip of his
tongue as he moved away from it.
"Fu—ck!" Edward garbled and felt his cock twitch in the prison of his shorts.
Ed's mouth hung open in pleasure as the Colonel gave the same treatment to the
other nipple. Instead of flicking at the pert flesh, Roy decided to tease this
nipple by nipping at it. Edward couldn't help but to arch at the pained
pleasure that Mustang made him feel.
Roy leaned on his hind legs and had a look of satisfaction painted on his face
while he observed the rustled beauty laying before him. Ed was flushed and
panting, making the Colonel smirk. His midnight eyes traveled down and noticed
the tent the blond was sporting.
"Eager, aren't we?" Roy teased as he palmed the full erection.
He was now taking hold of Edward's cock. Edward grinned when he noticed that
the older man was impressed at his size and girth but the grin turned to a gasp
once the Colonel begun rubbing his hardened member through the thin layer of
cotton. Ed squirmed underneath Mustang and bucked as he touched him. Suddenly,
the blond took Roy's hand away from his dick.
"Stop teasing." The blond said as he begun pulling down his shorts.
Ed was now completely naked and welcoming. Roy noticed that a clear pearl of
precum had risen from flared tip so he grabbed the cock and smeared the precum
around the swollen head with the pad of his thumb. Edward moaned loudly and
bucked again from the intense sensation coursing through his member.
Mustang was relentless. He begun pumping Ed, fast.
Edward threw his head back on the bed and completely indulged in the coaxing.
He couldn't remember when was the last time that someone touched him like that.
Ed could feel more tightness around his lower region and he knew he could come
if the Colonel kept stoking him like he was.
"Roy, stop."
The older man complied but there was some worry marked on his face. Edward
smiled, letting Roy know that everything was alright.
Edward shifted on the bed and got up into a kneeling position right in front of
the visibly aroused Colonel. Edward palmed Roy's clothed erection as he looked
intently into his midnight eyes. It was somewhat strange to look at Mustang at
eye level since Ed had been accustomed to look at him from a much lower angle,
nonetheless, he did so with confidence. The blond placed a chaste kiss on Roy's
lips.
"I can't wait any longer, Roy." Ed said as he pulled down the Colonel's
underwear from the elastic band, making the large cock bob once it was freed
from the constraining underwear.
"I want you to fill me with this." The blond whispered lewdly into Mustang's
ear as he slowly pumped the long shaft.
Roy had remained still, only the rise in his breathing let Edward know that he
was relishing on the touch. Roy broke the delightful contact when he took Ed's
hand away from his penis. The Colonel kept to himself as he got off the bed. He
only kept staring at Edward's feline eyes as he took the underwear off, finally
exposing his full nudity to the young man.
Edward blushed fiercely as he stared at Roy's very impressive member. Some
trepidation flooded his mind as he contemplated the sobering fact that Roy was
going to penetrate him with that huge penis. He definitely wasn't looking
forward to the initial pain while his rectum accommodated such length and girth
but the prospect of a good fuck was definitely worth the momentary discomfort…
besides, he had always wanted to finish what had been started three years
earlier.
Mustang moved and went to the bathroom. When he came back he brought a black
bottle and a condom with him. Edward grumbled that the older man was prepared
for any occasion but the Colonel dismissed the complaint.
Mustang stood at the base of the bed.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asked again.
"Do you want this?" Ed countered with the same question.
Ed got his answer when Roy got on the bed.
The Colonel was kneeling in front of the young man when suddenly he decided to
part his legs, offering better access and a better view to Roy.
"You sure waste no time, Fullmetal." Roy teased, making Edward snort at the
playful banter.
"I always live life to the fullest, Colonel Useless."
"Wouldn't have it any other way." Roy smirked as he laid the black bottle and
the condom next to him.
In the midst of the banter, the older man shifted closer to the blond. The way
that Roy looked at the his body made Ed quite uneasy but then again many lines
were being crossed that night. Roy leaned over Ed and captured the blond's lips
in a tender kiss, one that soon deepened when he enticed the younger man to
part his mouth as he ran the tip of his tongue across Ed's upper lip.
Edward was getting impatient so he wrapped his arms around Mustang's broad back
and brought him closer. He rolled his hips against Roy's and the contact drew a
low moan out of the older man. Mustang broke away from Ed's grasp and sat on
his hind legs. He grabbed the black bottle and unscrewed the cap, setting it
next to the condom. He let a generous amount of the clear liquid flow to the
fingers of his left hand then worked the substance around his fingers as he
stared intently at the aroused blond laying before him. He screwed the cap back
on the bottle and laid it back on the bed. Roy brought the glistening fingers
to the Edward's eager entrance and rubbed a slick finger over the puckered
hole. He massaged and moistened the skin, preparing it for what it was going to
come.
"Must you be such a tease?" Ed whined breaking the Colonel's concentration with
the petty complaint.
"Patience is a virtue, Ed." He retorted, expecting that Edward would scoff at
the comment.
When Ed began to pout, it was then that Roy pushed one of the slick fingers
inside the young man. Edward couldn't help but to groan from the sudden
intrusion.
"I thought you wanted me to rush things." Roy mocked smugly.
Edward felt like sneering, but he didn't, instead he offered the older man a
smug smile of his own, surprising him with the gesture.
Roy took the gesture as compliance so he begun pumping that finger in and out
of the young man. Ed moaned, relishing on the sensation of the welcomed
intrusion, but he wanted more. He begun relaxing his inner muscles so that
Mustang could open him more. Apparently the Colonel understood his intentions
because he added yet another finger into the tight cavity. Ed groaned but
didn't complain about the new intrusion. The blond closed his golden eyes as
Roy pumped the fingers in and out, concentrating on the thrusting while he
prepared himself for an even bigger intrusion. Edward felt the man crook his
fingers and begun massaging his anterior wall. It took a few attempts but Roy
finally managed to find Ed's prostate. Edward bucked when Roy reached the
correct spot. He even went as far as to move his hips on his own accord, finger
fucking himself with each roll of the hips.
Roy retracted the fingers from his body.
"Be patient," he chastised when Edward complained. "I still need to loosen you
some more."
Roy was about to bury the same two fingers into Ed when the blond stopped him.
"No, don't. I'm good. I like some resistance." The blond grinned and Roy looked
at him in disbelief.
The Colonel didn't know that Ed had a kink for pain. Edward had come to the
conclusion that the kink had something to do with all the years he had been
wearing automail…
"Ok…" Roy had agreed with some hesitation but he still fetched the condom from
the bed. "I'm not going to stop." He added as he broke the foil packaging.
"I don't want you to stop." Ed reassured the man.
The Colonel offered him a small smile in response then proceeded to wrap the
rubber sheath on his cock.
Edward quietly watched the man prepare for the encounter. He parted his mouth
in anticipation when the Colonel rubbed a generous amount of lubricant all over
his sheathed member. Roy put the cap back on and tossed the bottle and the torn
foil to the far side of the bed then positioned the head of his cock at Ed's
puckered entrance. He glanced up and saw the anticipation on Edward's lust-
filled eyes, and with that cue, he pushed forward.
Edward's mouth slowly hung open as he threw his head back because the pressure
from the intrusion begun to hurt. He shut his eyes close as he willed his
muscles to relax and conform to the girth of Roy's cock. Mustang was
unrelenting, just as he had warned. Roy kept pushing in, forcing his member to
slowly but steadily push past Ed's tight —very tight— sphincter. The blond was
scrunching his face. The pain was much more than he anticipated and he was
regretting not letting Roy prep him like he had offered. Ed put up with the
pain and thankfully Mustang had finally punched through the resistance. The
blond couldn't help but to let out a loud moan as he felt his insides become
filled with such large dick. A wave of pained pleasure shot from his filled
cavity and up his spine only run back down and pool on his lower abdomen. The
sensation made his own penis twitch in excitement.
Roy waited until Ed felt comfortable enough with the intrusion.
The blond moved his hips on his own accord letting Mustang know that he was
prepared to be fucked into oblivion. The Colonel pulled back and pushed back in
slowly at first. There was still some pain but it had receded to a throb.
Whatever lube Roy used on him worked wonders because he barely felt any burning
from his outstretched muscles. Ed felt Roy change the pace, loosening him with
shallow thrusts.
Edward writhed under the older man, loving the penetration. Roy's length and
girth sent pleasured chills throughout his spine and to his weeping cock. Ed
wanted to feel the satisfying pleasure that deep penetration offered but he had
to be patient. He was secretly thankful that the man hadn't moved at a fast
pace yet since it gave him an opportunity to adjust. When Edward felt loose
enough, he started moving his hips colliding with Mustang's inward thrusts. The
motion urged Roy to go even deeper and embed himself to the hilt. Mustang
shifted some of his weight to his upper arms raising and pinning Ed's hips as
he leaned over the moaning blond. Ed brought Mustang even closer and devoured
his lips as he plunged his tongue into the older man's eager mouth. Edward
moaned into the hot cavity when Roy moved, deepening the penetration.
"Fuck me hard." Edward breathed into Roy's mouth as he slowly became undone.
Edward threw his head back again when he felt the increase in speed and depth,
and he cried out in utter ecstasy when Roy changed the trajectory of his
thrusts to put pressure against his prostate as he rubbed hard against it. The
blond begun to feel lightheaded from all the moaning and panting he was doing
but he couldn't help himself. Roy Mustang sure did know how to please a body.
Ed didn't know when he brought a hand to his weeping cock but he was jerking
himself off to the pace set by the older man.
"Oh god, Roy—! Ah!" Ed garbled as he felt his release fast approaching.
The Colonel increased the pace and was now grunting. It was clear to Ed that he
wanted to come almost at the same time as him—
"Fuck!" Ed cried out as he arched.
Edward clenched around Mustang's cock as the spasms from his release ran their
course. He welcomed the spurts of semen that now coated his hand and the dark
blond hairs under his navel. Ed knew that his spasming rectum was going to
trigger Roy soon and a few seconds after the older man shot his essence into
the condom. Roy crumbled onto Ed's body and Ed was sure that he felt his
spilled semen between their flushed bodies. Both panted in complete silence
until Roy slipped out of Ed. It was only then that the Colonel rolled away from
Edward and laid next to him. He moved close to Ed and held him close as their
sated bodies rested.
"Now what?" Mustang had asked breaking the quiet surrounding them with the
ominous question.
Edward looked at the older man square in the eye.
"I don't know." He had replied in all honesty.
 
 
 
It had been too soon to know. For Edward, it had been the completion of
something that Mustang had started years ago when he still was the Fullmetal
Alchemist. All he knew at the moment was that he wanted to experience Roy
Mustang, and he did, but the tryst did open possibilities that he had never
contemplated before.
Five years ago, he did try to make a relationship work, to see if it was
something more than just a fixation for his Commanding Officer.
Right now Ed torn, torn between what he had and what he wanted. He was married
to his childhood sweetheart who he truly loved. He was also entering another
chapter of his adult life, one that he couldn't have had if it wasn't for
Winry. Edward Elric had definitely settled down but the random encounter with
the Brigadier General had shaken him to his foundation. Inner desires had taken
over his common sense because at a subconscious level Ed did love what he had
going with Roy…
But in the end, it was desire and it was an urge to relive a past that wasn't
meant to be.
The blond knew that he would let everybody down —including himself— if he
allowed to be swayed by sinful desire.
"Roy, please just stop." Ed said as he pulled away the hand that was rubbing
him.
The Brigadier General stopped as asked. Edward turned his face away in regret
when he saw Mustang's saddened expression.
Edward felt terrible. He shouldn't have let the older man get that far with him
—hell— he shouldn't have taken up the invitation in the first place!
"I'm sorry…" Edward mumbled. "It was a mistake to have come here."
The blond hid his guilty face from the older man.
"Why did you come here?" Roy demanded, and he bellowed when he didn't hear an
answer.
Mustang's angered tone made Edward flinch. What could he say to Roy besides
that he made a terrible mistake? He didn't want to hurt his feelings by
confessing that he was acting on pure lust—
"It was a mistake…" Ed repeated, still hiding his face in his hands.
Tears burned Roy's eyes, yet he refused to shed them.
"I don't believe you."
Ed looked up and saw Roy glaring at him. His stare made him feel wretched and
evil. Ed was about to apologize some more when suddenly Mustang threw his arms
around him and pulled him into a crushing hug.
That foolish bastard…
Edward's eyes welled up as Roy held onto the embrace and he shed those tears
when the older man placed a tender kiss on his temple.
"I don't want to let you go…" Roy's voice faded to nothing and Edward's heart
broke.
He sobbed through clenched teeth, already hating the callous blow he had to
deal to Roy…
"Winry's pregnant."
That simple sentence burned the older man like acid.
Roy stiffened at first, too shocked to even breathe, but rage quickly took over
his feelings. He grabbed Ed by the shirt and shook him roughly.
"I'm sorry…" Edward whispered and wondered if he was about to get punched.
Mustang let go of Ed when realized that he was over-reacting but pain had stung
his heart and clouded his better judgment. He buried his hands on his hair and
led out a weary sigh. Roy didn't immediately look at the younger man, but when
he did, a gleam of tears and sorrow shimmered in his midnight eyes.
"I never meant to hurt you…" Edward said behind his long bangs as he hid the
wretched guilt.
Roy's eyes lowered as his heart tightened from deep pain.
"I know…" He said in a raspy voice.
Roy gazed at Ed as he saw the younger man's inner struggle and he felt guilty
all of a sudden. He would not push Ed into something he would regret.
His time with Edward Elric was over.
"Congratulations, Ed." Roy smiled bittersweetly. "How far along is your wife?"
Ed felt his heart sting at Roy's congratulatory words but he deserved the pain
for his callous actions.
"Winry's four months pregnant." Ed answered, forcing his voice to be neutral.
Some of the brightness in Roy's eyes dimmed as he smiled sadly.
Silence enveloped the room and Edward took the opportunity to redress.
"She knows about us…" Ed confessed while he was gathering his hair into a
ponytail.
Ed glanced over his shoulder and saw a sorrowful look on Roy's midnight eyes.
His heart stung again but he welcomed the pain because that's the least he
deserved for hurting such wonderful man with his ill-timed confessions.
"I'll be on my way now." The blond said while he picked up the large suitcase.
Edward walked to the front door, stopping a few inches shy of the wooden door.
"I'll report back to you at the end of next month, as scheduled."
Roy didn't say anything in return.
Edward swallowed hard as he opened the door. He glanced over once more before
leaving the apartment.
 
                                      OOO
 
Edward couldn't sleep. The nasty mixture of guilt and regret was making his
stomach ill. He almost cheated on his lovely wife with the man that he owe so
much to… what a colossal moron! Ed now wondered if the encounter at the bar had
been ill-fated. It really didn't matter anymore. Things were done and said… and
there was no turning back. Roy was an honorable man and Edward was sure that
their work relationship wasn't going to be affected by his poor choices, at
least he hoped that would be the case. One thing Ed was sure of, he was going
to let Winry know what transpired tonight because he didn't want lies and
deceit get in the way of their new family.
 
                                      OOO
 
Roy didn't know how long he sat on the couch and he didn't know for how long he
had been swimming in tears. Chance had made him turn to McCallister earlier
that evening but that didn't justify his compulsion to follow Ed into the bar.
Only one answer came to mind: yearning. He had yearned for the blond's company.
His current heartbreak could've been avoided if hadn't crossed the line with
the young man ten years ago. But how could he not? The golden boy with feline
eyes was begging to be kissed! Any normal human being would've never crossed
the line like he did but Roy wasn't ordinary. He himself had done much more
than kissing adults at an even younger age than Edward. Was he influenced by
his environment? Maybe, but it was because of his promiscuity that he knew what
young Edward felt… for him. Back then, Roy would've never thought that he was
going to taste such forbidden fruit a few years later. He indulged the nineteen
year old with what he wanted. Roy knew very well that Ed was at that age where
he just wanted to experiment, so he had expected that their tryst would be a
one time deal… but Ed stayed. The trivial affair transformed into a full
relationship and for the first time in his life, Roy felt a kindred connection
with another human being. He loved Riza but he knew very well that crossing
that line would just break a strong bond forged by sweat and tears… and hope.
He should've applied the same rule for Edward…
In the end, Ed chose his childhood sweetheart. It was the correct choice, even
if it cost him his happiness. Roy Mustang was a public figure on the rise, and
a man that lives for politics should never fall in love because his desires and
needs are not his own anymore. Edward probably saw this coming and that's why
he broke it off with him five years ago.
Roy had been selfish tonight. What else did he expect to happen? He coaxed
Edward to commit sin, to be unfaithful to his wife. He had pushed Ed too far
and Ed pushed back. But he hadn't known how much he had loved Ed until the
blond completely broke his heart. Roy knew he had made an ass of himself
tonight but that was the prize to pay for his egoist ways.
 
 
 
The Brigadier General dried his eyes with the back of his shirt then stood up
from the couch. As he went into to his bedroom, Roy passed by the bed that
witnessed so many memories, and walked to the large drawer in the far end of
the room. He picked up a shoe box he had stashed behind his winter sweaters.
Roy brought the box with him to the balcony and sat on a metal chair. In the
middle of the coming morning, and with the shoebox on his lap, he opened it and
took a bunch of pictures out. They were pictures he had taken with Edward when
they were still together. Most of the pictures were taken during their dates
but some pictures were taken during intimate moments. He picked one picture in
particular in which Edward was laying on bed, with his hair splayed like a halo
around him, like a god depicted in old paintings. Edward's eyes in the picture
looked back at him so affectionately… Roy always thought they would be
together, forever. The Brigadier General brought the picture to his lips and
kissed the photograph with tender love. He put the picture back on the shoebox
and placed the lid on it before standing up. He laid the box on the tiled floor
and grabbed a white ignition glove from one of the pockets in his black
trousers. Roy fitted the glove onto his right hand…
With a weary sigh, he lifted his right hand and snapped his fingers, setting
the box on fire. It was with a great deal of pain that he said goodbye to the
young man in the pictures.
Ashes were the only physical evidence of the time he had shared with Edward,
but the memories will always stay locked in his heart. Roy looked up at the
dawning sky and noticed the fading stars. They reminded him of Edward and he
couldn't help but to smile wistfully at them.
 
 
                                   ~The End~
Chapter End Notes
     Quite frankly I'm amazed that chapter 1 got over 100 hits, a comment
     and kudos. I wasn't expecting much traffic because this is not your
     run of the mill Roy/Ed.
     If you finished the long story, thanks. Now you know I can offer a
     shipping with a different formula. I have many plots saved on my
     computer and many do offer a scenario with Roy and Ed ending together
     but many of the stories provide a different interaction between those
     two. Why? Because I like to spice things up.
     I'm planning on making Curiosity a multi-part series. Part 3 will
     have some Al/Mei action.
     If there's a kink or a situation you like then email me and maybe I
     can make out a story from it. I'm game for a lot of things and what I
     don't know I research. I do have some non-negotiables, like no
     pedophilia or rape fantasy or blood or things that should not be
     eaten. I don't ship Ed/Hoenheim, Ed/Tucker, Ed/Scar or any other
     creepy dudes. I don't write MPreg but I'm ok with gender bent
     characters.
     I won't take request from teenagers.
     Thank you for reading!
End Notes
     I plan to add stories on an ongoing basis. Email me if there's
     something you like and want to see it written in a story. I am game
     for many things and many pairings, but I do have some limits. Also, I
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