Title: More Fun When You're Drunk
Pairing: Roy Ed
Notes: My brain failed at going past this. I need some help.
Thought I'd post this here too to get some helpful suggestions I originally posted on FF.Net I got over 250 hits and only 4 not so helpful reviews.
It's sort of a PWP only implied porn so far I need some ideas to get part two started. If you made a suggestion I'll credit you.
Warnings: not much Ed's mouth, alcohol use, innocent groping ^^;
More Fun When You’re Drunk
Ed was quite certain he had what
The blonde blinked a few times rather owlishly before responding to the question that had been asked. “I swear to Drunk I’m not God.” He hit his chest a couple of times before managing a half credible salute (left handed). Then he burped, really loudly.
“Fullmetal, I am well aware of the fact that you are not a higher power. However I also believe you just proved that you are quite inebriated.” The older alchemist couldn’t comprehend how the teen had managed to not only drink Havoc under the table, but
“I tol’ja I’m not inebri–ine–‘m not drunk.” He swayed a bit as room started to spin.
“No of course not. You’re just pretending so that Lt. Hawkeye will shoot you tomorrow instead of me. A most generous offer Fullmetal. Remind me to bring flowers to your funeral.”
“She won’ shoot me ‘m too cute.” Ed said this with a shit eating grin of his own.
“Well next to Hayate you do corner the market on small, defenseless, and adorable don’t you?” The brunette took a precautionary few steps back to avoid a likely metal fist in his face.
“Tha’s righ—WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE COULD GET DRUNK ON A THIMBLE-FULL OF WHISKEY!” The teen’s flailing rant pitched him head first into Mustang’s chest. This caused a few loud and obnoxious cat calls. Ed looked up at the older man and blushed.
“Edward is there a reason for you to be holding on to me?” He looked down at the shy seeming elder Elric and wondered just why the thought of kissing him popped into his head.
Ed buried his face against the raven haired Colonel’s chest and mumbled something too softly for either to understand.
“I think it’s time get you home. Yes?” The boy holding onto him nodded without looking up.
The pair left the bar,
Getting Ed into a cab turned out to a bad idea. The driver thought that he was some kind of child molester. Ed had agreed, making things worse until
Once out of the cab Roy walked the teen to front door, before walking back to the cab to pay the driver and request that the man not mention to anyone that younger alchemist had somewhat groped him in back seat. The older man chuckled and nodded, saying that boys that age tended to go after anyone that looked reasonably attractive.
“Alright let’s get you inside before you water the lawn.”
Ed looked at him and grinned.
Taking his keys from his coat pocket the Colonel opened the door. As the drunken blonde started into the house
“Hey ‘m not gunna jus’ le’ ya moles’ me. Ya know.” Ed slurred as he reeled almost into the door jam.
“I’m not molesting you Edward I’m keeping you from giving yourself a concussion.”
The two slowly made their way far enough into to the front entry that
“Great let go of my arm, flush, and wash your hands. Preferably in that order.”
“Um, ‘kay will do.”
Once the teen finished
He recalled that Havoc had after a few shots started taunting him by saying that mommy and daddy were fighting again, and the others spouted off drunken giggles–it was really annoying.
Out of the bathroom, he helped up from the floor the somewhat more stable Major into to the den so he could put the boy on the sofa to sleep.
The next mourning
Feeling the blonde beginning to stir he located each of their respective limbs to make sure they weren’t in compromising places.
“How did you get in here?”
“Had to go to the bathroom earlier and heard something, so I came in here and you were ‘pologising to somebody in your sleep. Tried waking you but you just pulled me against ya like I was some kind of plush toy. Since I’s still sleepy I wen’ ahead an’ let ya. You’re not mad at me are you?” The last bit was said from behind a curtain of gold to perhaps hide the spectacular blush on the teen’s face.
“No. However if you don’t mind I would like to get up now.”
“‘M ‘kay.” Ed said as he shifted off the older man’s prone form.
“What are these for?”
“To wear after you take a shower.”
“Which is where?” Ed asked holding the clothes in front of him like a shield.
“It’s down the hall and second door to the left from here.” The raven haired man said heading into his own bathroom.
“Maes always did say I’d want what I definitely couldn’t have.” He smirked finishing his shower.
“What are you staring at?”
“I was a bit surprised to find you in here that’s all.” Ed looked at him arching an eyebrow.
“Hey do you have any jeans I can borrow?”
“Yeah, hold on I think have some old ones that you can transmute to fit.”
“Havoc really was right.”
“So are you calling yourself bait or attractive, Fullmetal?”
“I’m calling myself a cab as soon as I get my boots on, Flame.”
Ed turned pelting out the bedroom door with
“I’m almost 19 so I’m hardly jail bait anymore.”
“First laughing. Now you’re blushing. What the hell?” Ed started to sit up, but
The two were now sitting on opposite ends of the couch, looking everywhere but at each other.
Ed looked at the older male, and saw that he hadn’t done up his jeans. The beginnings of a truly predatory smirk grace his face as he thought that
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Sitting.” Ed leaned forward putting one hand on
“You like me? Is that why you’re doing this now?”
“And you have a hard-on just because my automail was against your boxers. Is it so hard to believe that I could like you?” Ed shifted to look at
Whenever Ed had imagined telling Roy about his feelings for the man only two scenarios had ever come to mind: one) Roy would laugh at him and tease him for months after, or two) Ed would be shy while Roy was his usual smug self, again teasing for months, but with the addition of great sex. He’d never really thought about why he would be shy of the other man (though suspected it might have something to do with Sheska), nor had he ever thought that Mustang would be the shy one. It was almost as if he was the virgin not Ed.
“Yeah, that long. The first time I saw you use alchemy was like what a month maybe after you tossed me my watch?” Ed sat back on
“Wait! Sex…now? I thought maybe make-out some or something–” The elder male placed his fingers against Ed’s lips to prevent the blonde from backpedaling any more.
“As you so eloquently pointed out earlier I have a hard-on and while we needn’t have intercourse yet. Though, I would like to be able get off before this becomes truly painful.”
“Right, before the getting off part there’s making-out and stuff right?”
“Yes there’s making-out and getting naked then more making-out followed by getting off. After which when you feel ready there will then be getting ready to have intercourse.” Ed’s blush at that really was rather endearing. “Before any that can happen however, you will have to stand up, so that we can go upstairs.”
Ed reluctantly stood as requested. Then allowed himself to led through the house back upstairs.
Also if I don't use your suggestion here I would like to be able to use it in another fic that I'm writing called The Bet. It's a PWP where Ed wins a kissing contest and the prize is Roy Mustang personal slave for two weeks. I seem to need ideas for what Ed can do to torture Roy without actually hurting him. I've got a little over half the fourth chapter written now.
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