Author: Ambre [hieronymousb, 'course]
Genre: It smells of angst.
Spoilers: This is yet another fic which diverges from the canon around the time of the war in Lior, so I think it's a bit too AU for any real EoS spoilers.
Pairing: Lust x Ed. ...Or Ed x Lust. Whichever.
Warnings: Smut, of course! ...NON-CON-ISH, damn it. *facepalm* I really wanted to try for some consensual romping between these two, but that would have taken a longer plot-oriented fic (ie what I do for Ed/Envy, wut), and I was just way too lazy to try for a plot-fic. So. Yeah. It tastes of non-con.
Notes: C'mon...isn't Ed/Lust aesthetically pleasing and nonsensical enough to be fun for all?
Count: 5079 words. ...WTF.
(Maybe it was nothing more than a passing fancy, a vague recollection which had thickened in the presence of Lior and war, but when Lust looked at Edward, she saw an intelligence she had known before; she glimpsed warmth, passion, colour, and humanity. The flaws of humanity had been engraved upon his metal limbs, and the potential of humanity was written within his mind)