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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Fullmetal_Alchemist:_Brotherhood_&_Manga, Fullmetal_Alchemist_-_All_Media
      Types
  Relationship:
      Edward_Elric/Envy, Alphonse_Elric/Edward_Elric
  Character:
      Edward_Elric, Envy_(Fullmetal_Alchemist)
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Drinking, Implied/Referenced_Incest, Self-Hatred, Anal_Sex, Oral
      Sex, Shapeshifting, Vomiting, nothing_good, Loss_of_Virginity
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-27 Words: 3175
****** Drink to Forget ******
by CarnivalImpmon
Summary
     Edward tries to relax, but trying to escape from his problems just
     leads to something worse.
To be completely honest, Ed knew he was too young to be going to a shady bar in
the middle of the night, especially alone. He hadn’t even really expected to be
let in or allowed to drink at his age, but apparently just flashing his status
as a State Alchemist was enough for the people working there. He could probably
get the place shut down because of that, but he wasn’t complaining.
He knew it was a bad idea, he knew it was stupid, but he was feeling phantom
pains and the mission he was on was taking too long and he could feel a fucking
meltdown coming on, so he decided he might as well try and use alcohol to
relax. If it didn’t work, at least Al wouldn’t have to see him freak out. That
was his only comfort as he downed shot number who-cares.
The burn dulled him until he was safe from an emotional breakdown, which was
good, but it somehow made the feeling in his nonexistent limbs worse. He’d
caught himself scratching more than once, and meeting nothing but unyielding
steel. That just opened a whole new destructive train of thought of wondering
if Al got pains like this all over his body and he could feel his eyes start to
sting which was such bullshit because this was supposed to be helping, not
making everything worse.
Basically, he was chalking the whole drinking to forget experience up to a
failure. Then a girl started flirting with him. Which was just fucking great
and totally not the absolute last thing he needed.
At least she was a little pretty, with curly blonde hair and green eyes. Her
voice was silky smooth, but his head felt weird and full of cotton so he
couldn’t really understand what she was saying. The world was spinning and
there was a pounding in his temples, but she wouldn’t shut up. She had a soft
hand on his shoulder, and it just had to be the shoulder of the arm that ended
way too early because the universe hated him. She was somehow flawless, with
perfect nails and a perfect nose and lips that looked like they’d never been
dry, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Her smile was soft like her
hands, but there was something wrong. Familiar, maybe? Whatever.
She didn’t say her name, but Ed found himself being tugged away from the bar by
those soft, weirdly perfect hands. There was a nagging in the back of his mind
that she was way too strong to just pull him like he weighed nothing and way
too young and good looking to be in a place like this, but the thoughts were
coming too slow for him to properly react. All he could do was stare through
blurry eyes as she dragged him outside, the muscles beneath her milky skin not
straining at all to support his fumbling, metal-laden body.
Maybe it was because he was smaller than her. Fuck, he was dying inside.
The girl pulled him around the side of the building. It was a dirty, slimy
alley and something inside Ed revolted against the sight and sounds. She didn’t
care, and didn’t struggle in the least with pinning him against a wall even as
he started to try and move away.
Then a warning finally got through the fog coating his brain. When he tried to
push her back, it was like meeting a brick wall. She was way too slight for it
to feel like that. She looked like she’d never lifted anything heavier than a
grocery bag in her life and ate salads for all her meals, yet she’d somehow
dragged him out here, had him pinned, and trying to push her was about as
effectual as pushing a building made of concrete.
Her smile was suddenly a whole lot sharper. Definitely familiar, but what was
it…?
“Wow, you really can’t handle your drink, can you?” Her voice was different.
More familiar. Still silky but a definite difference that he knew but couldn’t
place because he was drunk and stupid. “Poor little shrimp...Drunk off your
ass.” The pet name made him jerk, trying to use the strength of his automail
arm to finally get her off. It worked as well as his last attempt. “Oh...poor
thing, don’t you recognize me?”
The dark alley was suddenly lit up by bright red light that seemed to emanate
from the girl. It was too bright, and Ed squeezed his eyes shut. The sharp
smell of alchemy that Ed could never escape suddenly filled the space,
overpowering the alley’s dirty stench with its chemical tang. When he could
open his eyes again, he thrashed violently at the sight that greeted him.
The girl was gone. Her skin replaced by the just as flawless, but even paler
skin of Envy. Bouncy, blonde curls became dark, limp spikes. Green, human eyes
changed to violet, and reptilian pupils dilated in the darkness as the light
disappeared. The homunculus’s mouth was spread in a sharp grin, canines too
sharp to be safe.
“Much cuter,” Envy said to themselves, and Ed could have hit himself. Gone was
the silky facade of the voice, leaving only the familiarity. He was so stupid.
“You look upset,” they observed. “Aww, aren’t you happy to see me?”
“Get off!” Ed yelled, slamming his metal knee into the homunculus’s bare
stomach. Envy choked at the impact, then laughed and leaned back, using their
immense weight to drag Ed with them. They twisted, and slammed Ed into the
ground. He coughed, the air knocked out of him by the harsh fall onto his back.
“And let you stumble off into the night?” Envy asked, as if they hadn’t just
almost crushed him. “Incapacitated children should be taken care of, don’t you
think?”
While Ed struggled to get his breath back, he could only watch in horror as
Envy trailed sharp nails down his chest. They suddenly gripped the fabric,
tearing back and ripping through Ed’s undershirt, leaving his chest bare.
“Get the fuck off,” Ed hissed, trying to get his arms underneath him to push
himself up. Envy just snickered and slithered forward, sitting themselves on
Ed’s waist. He gasped, feeling his pelvis ache under the weight. It seemed Envy
was being careful, not resting themselves entirely. If they did, Ed had no
doubt he’d be flattened.
“So rude...You know, worse guys than me were eyeing you up in there.” They
tsked, slipping Ed’s coat and ruined top off completely. “Gross, huh? You’re
way too young for that place.”
“Stop stripping me!” Ed snapped, trying to drag himself out from under Envy
with little success. “Homicidal pervert!” The homunculus just looked amused,
which made Ed’s rage boil. He felt overwhelmed, and didn’t trust himself to use
alchemy in this state. He was dizzy and hurting, and seeing his eyes struggle
to focus made Envy’s grin wider.
“So mean,” they said, making a face like a pout. Ed hated how perfectly Envy
had crafted their favorite form. The expression fit too well. “Don’t you like
me?”
“Wh-what the fuck…?” Ed hissed. He couldn’t deal with this. His stomach was
starting to roll. He couldn’t handle psycho homunculi on a good day, and this
was the opposite of that.
“I think I know what you’d like better,” Envy said thoughtfully, smirk making a
comeback.
“Gonna f-fucking kill you,” Ed groaned, his arms giving out beneath him.
“Oh no, we can’t have that,” Envy chuckled. Red light began to crackle around
them again, and Ed only saw some of their skin start to peel and change before
he had to shut his eyes against the brightness again. It seemed to take longer
this time, and the smell was stronger.
When he opened his eyes, Envy had changed again, but rather than another
nameless form, they were something he recognized. Something that made Ed freeze
up. He really was going to throw up.
“Better?” Envy asked. God, they’d even gotten the voice right. It was different
from how he heard it now, closer to how it should be at this point. At this
age. “Brother?”
Envy jumped back as Ed rolled over and vomited, shivering violently. He
expected to hear the homunculus laugh at him, taunt him in his own brother’s
voice, but there was only silence as he heaved up the contents of his stomach.
Finally it stopped, and only then did Envy speak.
“Are you okay?” Ed shuddered and gagged, spitting out bile, but there was
nothing more. He looked back over his shoulder to see...that thing looking
back. It had the gall to look concerned.
“Don’t,” he spat. “Don’t you dare.” The thing that looked like Alphonse smiled,
and fuck it hurt. Worse than getting his automail attached, worse than looking
at the metal suit he’d stuck Al in, worse than swallowing glass.
“Come on.” Envy grabbed Ed by his bare shoulders, and the strength the
homunculus used to haul him up was the only crack in the illusion. “Do you feel
better now that that’s all out?”
“Fuck you,” he snarled. The expression that flitted across the thing’s face was
cruel and smug and everything not Al.
“Oh, brother…” the stolen voice said, quickly fixing the expression into
something resembling hopeful and compassionate. “I thought you’d never ask.” Ed
found himself being slammed back against a wall again, only this time it was
his brother’s face getting uncomfortably close to his. Ed felt like he was
rotting inside, and it only got worse as Envy crushed their lips together.
The mouth suddenly forced against his own tasted sweet, and Ed dimly wondered
if Envy could even change his flavour. He felt Al’s tongue invade his mouth,
pressing hungrily against his own. He wanted to bite down, to fight against the
kiss, but he was captivated by his brother’s warm brown eyes that were oh so
perfect and familiar. Envy had made no mistakes, from the hair to the body that
Envy had altered to appear the age Al would be if they had never committed the
ultimate sin.
How was this possible? How did the homunculus know enough about Al’s real body
to create a perfect doppelganger? Ed was trying to distract himself by
questioning the logic of the situation, but then he felt a hand- his baby
brother’s hand- grope his crotch. He cried out and Envy shushed him softly. Al
shushed him, warm and caring and reassuring.
“Don’t do this,” he gasped, hating his own voice but unable to summon up the
energy to hide the pleading tone.
“It’s okay,” the creature said. “It’s all okay.” It repeated those words as it
tugged his pants down. Gone were the rough, violent attentions of Envy,
replaced by warm, easy patience. When Ed glanced down, his cock was bared. A
hand gently gripped his chin, tilting it up so his eyes met Al’s once more.
They were indistinguishable from the eyes he’d looked into years ago. The mask
was perfect.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
“Shh…” A light kiss was placed to his lips, then Envy slipped down, wrapping
Al’s lips around Ed’s limp cock. He quickly tried to force the homunculus’s
head back, curling his fingers tight in neat blond hair, but it was useless.
His lack of arousal didn’t last long. He got the feeling Envy had done this
sort of thing before. The thing was persistent in its sucking, and Ed could
feel himself growing hard inside the damp heat of what was essentially his
brother’s mouth. He was going to vomit again. Envy was starting to deepthroat
him, and it felt good but it was so wrong and awful and tears were starting to
pour from Ed’s eyes.
Finally, finally, Envy pulled back with a wet pop. Ed blinked the salt water
away and chanced a look down at the homunculus. What he saw was Al’s teenage
face tinted a pinkish red, drool running down his chin. His eyes were hooded
and dark with lust, and his lips were just barely parted in a way that made
Ed’s arousal twitch. He clenched his jaw and tried to move away, but Envy was
up and pinning him back once again.
“Did that feel good, brother?” the thing asked. Ed had no idea if its
breathlessness was real or more acting. Al’s hand wrapped around Ed and stroked
sensually, pushing a choked moan out. “You’re nice and wet now.”
“St-stop...Don’t touch me! Not like this!” He tried to clap his hands together,
previous hesitation forgotten, but he was too sluggish. Envy grabbed his wrists
in a crushing grip, pinning them to the wall.
“Don’t worry, brother...It’ll feel good for both of us. I promise.” There was a
warm smile that was pushing him to relax, but Ed knew he couldn’t. It was fake,
no matter how much he wished his brother could smile like that again.
“You aren’t my brother!” he yelled, but was silenced by another harsh kiss. The
red light was back, but only for a moment and not as bright. When the kiss was
broken, Ed gasped. Al’s clothes were gone. Just like his skin, they were
nothing more than an illusion. His brother’s body was slender but not too thin.
There was some muscle that would have been built up from their constant
sparring and the occasional fights during missions. Slightly larger than Ed’s
own body. It was how he would have imagined Al looking, and somehow Envy had
gotten it perfect.
Taking advantage of Ed’s shock, Envy released his wrists and slipped Al’s arms
around his neck, tugging his braid loose. Ed just stared, brain trying to catch
up with the sight. Al was completely bare, and while Ed had never spent much
time imagining what his brother’s dick would look like, it didn’t look out of
place. An average length and size that Envy probably picked based solely on the
rest of the build of this body. Blond curls framed it in a picturesque way, and
it was disgusting how Ed couldn’t look away. Horrifying how his mouth was
watering because of the sight. He wanted to blame it on the alcohol, on the
guilt, but that was wrong. It was all him, and it was awful.
“Like what you see?” Al’s voice asked. Ed squeezed his eyes shut, a sob forcing
its way out. He felt pathetic, and Envy likely saw him that way. “Maybe you can
suck it for me later, okay? Right now I just want you to feel good.” The
familiar hands had finished with his hair, which now hung limp around his
shoulders, and they moved to stroke Ed’s spit-slick member. He moaned in
disgust, but the noise morphed to a shrill squeak as he realized the homunculus
was moving to take him inside. Inside Al.
“Don’t!” he yelped. Envy didn’t respond, and he had to listen to his brother’s
voice groan in pleasure as he was speared by Ed’s cock. “Don’t do this…!”
“B-but brother...I want you,” Al whimpered, tilting his head back. His insides
were warm and tight and somehow damp enough to make entering inside easy. It
felt too good to be real, and it suddenly occurred to Ed that he was losing his
virginity to a homunculus looking and acting like his brother.
He was cursed. That was the only explanation.
The alleyway was filled with their pleasured moans, Envy either really into
character or actually enjoying being fucked, and Ed just unable to keep his
mouth shut. Ed’s pants were bunched around his knees, and Envy’s hands were
heavy on his shoulders. He was using the hold as leverage to move up and down
on Ed, since the boy wouldn’t move himself, and the immense weight hurt like
hell. The automail was creaking from the pressure, and his bones were faring
even worse, but the pain was dulled by the impossible pleasure given to him by
having his cock buried in an Al-lookalike. He felt like shit and his nausea was
only getting worse, but there was nothing in his stomach to expel and Envy
wouldn’t stop moving.
Everything was too hot. His legs and chest ached. The automail itched. He
couldn’t get enough air into his lungs. His vision was blurring worse and
worse. He knew Envy was trying to force an orgasm out of him, but it just
wouldn’t come. Like his traitorous body wanted him to suffer as long as
possible. Sweat was slicking their bodies as Envy grinded against him, as Al
squeezed him tight. The hands moved from his shoulders to his long hair,
tugging roughly and forcing him into another kiss. Their teeth crashed
painfully, but Ed was likely the only one to notice the pain. His mouth was
invaded and more of Envy’s weight was leaned against him. His ribs were
starting to groan.
Then he came. It was painful and forced but made him cry out from how good it
felt. Like a weight taken off him, even though the homunculus was only pressing
harder. Even after Ed had cum, Envy continued to move, and Ed was forced to
watch his brother’s blissed out expression as his oversensitive member was
rubbed raw. Al was somehow radiant even during this carnal activity, blond hair
swishing hypnotically and brown eyes shut tight as gasping moans tore from his
throat. Ed watched, pinned and helpless.
Finally, Envy finished, digging nails that were definitely too sharp to be Al’s
into Ed’s scalp. The homunculus’s cum, which splattered against Ed’s stomach,
was more thin than a human’s. What was left of Ed’s scientific mind wondered if
that was because there was no actual sperm, just some weak substitute.
They were already changing back before they’d gotten off of Ed’s softened cock,
bright red light crackling and the stench of alchemy flooding Ed’s senses.
Light hair turned dark, and Al’s round face sharpened. The naked body of Al
peeled away to leave the far thinner, scantily clothed, recognizable form of
Envy. They stepped back and Ed slumped against the wall, breathing heavily. He
slid down to rest on the floor, not sparing a thought for the grime.
“You were good for a human. Thanks!” Envy smiled brightly, leaned over to
ruffle Ed’s hair, then turned and practically skipped off. Ed watched them go
blearily. He lifted his left hand to rub at the tear tracks on his face, and it
felt like he was detached from the motion, like his entire body was made of
automail rather than just pieces of it. It felt like his soul had been sucker
punched, and the mere thought of having to stand up and go back and talk to Al
after cumming inside a homunculus acting like him made Ed want to die. So
instead, he closed his eyes and curled up against the alley wall, letting what
remained of the alcohol plunge him into dreamless unconsciousness.
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