Borne of a joke bit of AIM RP involving Ed getting his automail stuck in Roy's hair and spotting greys, I bring you this little bit of fanfiction
Warnings: Implied sex
Length: Half a page in Word
“Uh….I think we got a problem….”
Roy panted, and looked down at Ed. “What?” he asked breathlessly. He looked down between his legs, where his other half had just been released from Edward’s mouth.
Ed attempted a slight movement of his bare automail hand. Roy tensed.
He moved it the other way. Roy grunted that time.
“Okay, stop. We’ll do it slowly,” Roy said, putting a hand out to stop Ed.
“Alright,” Ed nodded and got his flesh hand in on the act. More pulling, more squirming from Roy.
It continued like this for some time, Ed working with both hands, and Roy more or less at his mercy.
“That’s enough! I can’t take it anymore, do it hard and get it over with!” Roy growled.
“If you say so.” Ed put his flesh hand on Roy’s hip, and jerked the automail. The elder cried out in pain, and then relaxed again, leaning to one side. “Got it,” said Ed.
Panting, Roy looked back at Ed. “Now tell me, Fullmetal. How on earth did you manage to get your automail stuck in my pubic hair?”
From that day on, Roy would not let Ed touch him without a glove on his automail.