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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Fullmetal_Alchemist:_Brotherhood_&_Manga
  Relationship:
      Edward_Elric/Roy_Mustang
  Character:
      Roy_Mustang, Edward_Elric, Riza_Hawkeye
  Additional Tags:
      Yaoi, Lemon
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-06 Words: 4661
****** Wildfire (Ed X Roy oneshot) ******
by Fullmetalgeassvampire
Summary
     My advice, read this if you love Roy x Ed!!! I wrote it, and I am
     sorry to say I like it.
     Although I am shocked at myself that I could actually write something
     like this xD
Notes
     13/06/2014
     WOW! Almost 200 hits!!! Keep it coming guys, yay, thank you xD
"Hey, Ed! The Colonel wants to see you!"
Riza Hawkeye called out of the window and across to the neatly mown lawns where
the young State Alchemist lay. He had spread out his long, red coat on the
grass and was lying with his arms behind his head, eyes closed, enjoying the
warmest day of the year. Groaning, he sat up and shouted back.
"Ok, I'll be right there!"
Groggily getting to his feet and brushing the dust off his coat, he put it back
on. He didn't think the Colonel would appreciate it if he turned up to see him
in a baggy black tank top and jeans. Then, looking up at the warm golden sun,
he started to walk towards the majestic building that was Central Command,
wondering what the Colonel could possibly want, and thinking that it'd better
be very important to interrupt his relaxing day.
After finding the right office, he knocked twice and pushed open the door.
"Oh, Fullmetal. Please take a seat,"
The Colonel's deep, steady voice greeted him as he slowly entered the office
and closed the door behind him. He didn't know why, but Mustang always made him
incredibly nervous.
Ed gingerly took the seat opposite and looked apprehensively at his superior.
The Colonel took one look at Ed's face and laughed.
"You needn't look so worried Fullmetal!" he chuckled, leaning backwards in his
chair and resting his elbow on his desk. "I only wanted to ask how your little
break had gone."
"It was fine," Ed replied, still a little wary.
"Fine? That's all I get for giving you a week off? Wow Fullmetal, don't
overwhelm me with the details!" the Colonel said sarcastically, looking
directly into Ed's golden eyes.
Ed uncharacteristically found himself blushing and hastily looked down , as if
he were comparing his automail arm to his real one.
"It wasn't anything special," he mumbled."Just a few days for me to get my
automail repaired. It was damaged in my last encounter with Scar. Quite
convenient timing actually."
Ed looked up. He saw that the Colonel had stood up from his desk and walked
over to a tall filing cabinet in the corner of the room. Heading back over to
Ed, he handed him the file he had extracted. Ed took one glance at it and his
face flooded with shock.
"Scar?! Back in Central?! But, I thought he was recently seen in the East
City?" he exclaimed.
"He was," the Colonel replied grimly, standing beside Ed and reading the file
over his shoulder. "But he moved fast. We expect he's using the sewers, or else
one of the guards would have seen him."
"Oh well," said Ed, regaining his composure and handing the file back to
Mustang. "At least I'm in good shape to fight him now."
"No," said the Colonel firmly.
Ed looked back at him in shock.
"What was that?" he said, somewhat angrily.
"I don't want you going anywhere near that man," the Colonel continued sternly,
sitting down opposite Ed again. "He's dangerous, and he's deliberately
targeting State Alchemists. I won't be fighting him either, I think Lieutenant
Hawkeye might shoot me if I even step into the field."
He grinned, but it faded from his face as he saw that Ed had leapt to his feet
and was glaring at him.
"You have no power over me!" Ed yelled, clenching his fists by his sides. "You
can't tell me what to do! If I want to fight, I'll fight! I have no reason not
to!"
"No power huh?" the Colonel replied icily, standing up and advancing towards
Ed. "At least I have a size advantage."
Ed could not believe it. In a fight like this, he had used the size card.
"Don't you dare call me... HEY!!!"
Ed broke off mid scentance as Colonel Mustang picked him up by the waist and
carried him across the room!
"Hey! You put me down you bas-"
But Ed's insult was interrupted as Mustang threw him down into a large leather
armchair and kissed him.
At first Ed was horrified, and every impulse he had wanted to push the Colonel
away, hit him, anything. But something deep inside refused to let him move. In
fact, unconsciously, he found himself kissing the Colonel back. Eventually,
when Mustang broke the kiss for air, Ed just sat there, paralyzed with shock.
"W-what?" he stammered. "Why?"
"You need a reason not to fight," the Colonel said in a low voice, standing
over Ed, pinning him into the chair by the wrists. "Well stay for me, no, stay
with me. I love you Ed, I don't want to see you get hurt."
The words seemed to ring inside Ed's head and feelings from deep down suddenly
revealed themselves. Feelings Ed never even knew he had. And suddenly, he was
seeing the Colonel in a completely different way. The word 'love' seemed to
have sparked that.
There was just something about Colonel Mustang that made Ed's heart skip a beat
or two whenever they were in the same room. Something about him that made him
more special to Ed than anyone else. Something about his dark, onyx eyes and
flaming touch that ignited a fire deep inside the young alchemist. A roaring,
passionate fire of love.
All the time that Ed had been realising his strong feelings for Mustang; the
man hadn't taken his eyes from Ed's face.
As the young alchemist shook his head clear and prepared to say something, the
Colonel kissed him again, even more lustfully than before. This time Ed
responded eagerly, kissing back as passionately as he could from his awkward
position in the chair. He felt Mustang's tongue gently brush his lips and he
gave it entrance, allowing Roy to explore every inch of his mouth.
Suddenly, Ed fought back, forcing his own tongue into the Colonel's mouth.
When, eventually, they were forced to breathe, both were panting and
exhilarated. Ed opened his mouth to speak, but Roy put his finger to his lips.
"There's no need," he said gently, helping Ed out of the chair to stand before
him. "That kiss said everything."
And before Ed could move Roy had kissed him again with such force, that it sent
Ed stumbling backwards. He felt the Colonel's strong hands supporting him from
behind and allowed himself to be pushed against the wall of the office,
effectively trapping himself between it and Mustang.
The heat between them was unbelievable. Ed didn't think he had ever been this
aroused. Months of nerves suddenly explained themselves. All this time, Ed had
thought he hated his commanding officer, when really, he had been falling for
him all along. And he assumed Roy felt the same way. There was tenderness in
the way he was kissing him and holding him, as well as the burning passion Ed
had always been able to sense about him. At first it had made him tense, but
now he loved it! He loved everything about Roy Mustang.
Roy stepped back from him, seemingly admiring him. Ed looked down at himself,
and realised that Roy had ripped off his coat to reveal a bedraggled black tank
top and, much to Ed's embarrassment; a rather obvious bulge in his jeans.
Roy gave an impressed little laugh before tackling Ed to the floor and
straddling him.
"You're quite a happy little fellow aren't you?!" he smirked, loving the way
Ed's cheeks had gone pink. "Don't worry, I'm sure I'm the same under all these
damn layers."
Ed reached up, and started to undo the buttons on Mustang's heavy military
jacket. It fell to the floor with a thud to reveal a white cotton shirt.
Wordlessly, Ed slowly undid those buttons too, caressing Roy's chest with his
fingers as he did so and smiling cheekily as Roy let out a soft moan.
He slid the shirt over Roy's shoulders and then threw it to join both their
coats on the floor. He was impressed at what he saw, Mustang's uniform had been
hiding a very muscular and toned body.
Roy laughed at the look of longing on Ed's face before tearing his tank top off
him with one sleek movement. Ed gasped as he felt the material slip out from
behind him. Roy grinned.
"Not bad," he said, gesturing towards Ed's own muscles. "Seems we were made for
each other."
"In more ways than that Roy," Ed said, gazing into the Colonel's face. "I've
wanted you for so long, this is going to be perfect."
"So have I Ed," Roy replied, kissing him gently on the forehead. "I've longed
for you and dreamed for you. Now come on, let's not spoil our fiery moment with
such sentimentality. We can save that for afterwards."
"After what?" Ed said, puzzled for a second. "You mean we're going to...?"
"Why not?!" the Colonel winked, fingering Ed's nipples. "We're alone, and it is
a glorious day for it."
"That's true," Ed groaned, as Roy lowered his mouth to his chest, tracing his
tongue along his stomach.
Ed gripped Roy's soft, black hair and closed his eyes. Then the realisation hit
him. This was really happening! It wasn't a dream, this was real. They were
really going to do this! The moment Ed had been waiting so long for had finally
come.
Ed struggled for a minute, and then kicked off his shoes, so he was wearing
nothing but his jeans. He started to run his fingers through Roy's hair,
enjoying the feel of it on his hands. Roy seemed to enjoy the feel of Ed's
hands in his hair as he gave an appreciative moan and started to lick around
Ed's navel.
Ed's head fell back in pleasure and he closed his eyes, trying to memorise this
feeling. The sensation of the Colonel on top of him, and everything about this
moment. But Ed was soon jolted out of his daydream as he felt his crotch throb
painfully. Roy smirked and licked around Ed's navel again.
The young alchemist winced and reached for his crotch, but the Colonel stopped
him.
"P-please Roy," Ed groaned as the throbbing intensified. "You're teasing me,
hurry up!"
"Well you're pretty eager," Roy sniggered, sliding his hand under the waistband
of Ed's jeans and sliding them down his legs to join the pile of clothes.
"Let's not get too carried away just yet, we don't want to rush things and
spoil all the time we have together now do we?"
"Gah! R- Roy!" Ed shrieked as he felt the Colonel reach into his boxers and run
the tip of a finger along the top of his erection.
"Nnnnnn! Oh! Ah!" Ed moaned louder as Roy took his full length in his grip and
started to move his clenched hand up and down sensuously.
"Steady on now Ed," Roy whispered in his ear as Ed bucked his hips wildly. "We
can't have you too excited this early on."
But this didn't help in the slightest, in fact, it only got Ed more and more
excited, hearing the Colonel's deep voice so close to him. So close, he could
feel his hot breath on his neck.
"Ah! Roy! Stop teasing!" Ed gasped.
But the Colonel only smirked, and removed his hand, leaving Ed panting and
sweating on the floor.
"That was mean Colonel," Ed said playfully, running a hand along the belt of
Roy's trousers. "Why'd you stop?"
"Two reasons: One, because I want you to save yourself. And two, because it's
my turn now," Roy took hold of Ed's wrist and slid his hand into his trousers.
Within seconds, Ed had figured out where he was and had discovered that Roy was
just as aroused as he was. He started to repeat the movements the Colonel had
used on him, only with more intensity, as he expected the older man had a
higher tolerance than he did.
From Roy's reaction, he must have been doing it right! As the Colonel hadn't
been lying, it became apparent that he was struggling to support himself, he
was so overcome by pleasure. Eyes closed, his strong arms trembled as he let
out a long, shuddering moan and eventually collapsed on top of Ed.
The young alchemist felt the breath knocked out of him, but he found it
satisfying, rather than painful. Suddenly, he heard footsteps outside the door.
Hastily withdrawing his hand and feeling bad at the Colonel's look of
disappointment, he tilted his head towards the door, listening.
The footsteps dyed away, and Ed turned back to Roy who was giving him an
inquisitive look. He was supporting himself over Ed once more.
"So, giving me a taste of my own medicine?" he asked, winking at the alchemist
below him.
"No, I heard footsteps outside the... wait! There they are again, listen,"
They both fell silent, heads turned towards the door. After a minute, they both
concluded that Ed had been mistaken.
By means of an apology, Ed reached up and pulled Roy into a hot kiss. Ed sat up
so he was practically in the older man's lap and the kiss intensified. Neither
one could breathe, but neither wanted to stop the kiss. Ed started to go dizzy
from happiness and from the feel of Roy's tongue on his.
And it was at that moment that Riza Hawkeye pushed open the door, took one look
at the two alchemists on the floor, and dropped her paperwork.
Riza stood there in complete and utter shock, her arms still held out in front
of her as if she were still carrying the papers. A steady glow grew from her
neck until her entire face was the colour of a beetroot.
"I- I'm so sorry sir," she stammered, hurriedly collecting up her paperwork and
turning to the door. "I'll leave right away."
She started walking swiftly.
"Wait, Lieutenant!" Mustang ran after her. She stopped dead, not looking at
him.
Roy glanced back at Ed, who nodded, before continuing.
"Please don't breathe a word of this to anyone," he asked the Lieutenant,
breathlessly. "We're not ready to tell yet."
"Of course sir," Riza said, with a sudden, alarming return to her usual cool
self. "I was just coming in to drop these off."
She set the papers down on the desk and then turned to leave. Roy ushered her
out, seeming to forget that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
When she had left, Roy turned back to Ed, who was sitting cross-legged on the
floor, looking incredibly embarrassed.
"I'm sorry I couldn't finish what we started Ed," Roy said, sitting down next
to him. "But I'll make it up to you. Tomorrow's Saturday, and I'll pick you up
and take you out somewhere fancy. Then we can go back to my place for a bit!"
He winked cheekily at Ed. The young alchemist laughed and got to his feet.
"Well," he said, stretching and looking out of the window "I should probably
get back and see what Al's been up to. Knowing him, he's probably got himself
into another fight."
"And I've got all this darn paperwork to do!" Mustang sighed, sitting down at
his desk and putting his shirt back on. "Don't forget to put your coat back on
Fullmetal."
"Nah don't worry sir," Ed replied, going back to addressing each other formally
so as not to make anyone else suspicious. "It's not exactly cold out there!"
"Good point," the Colonel chuckled, taking out his pen and pulling a document
from the top of the daunting pile. "See you tomorrow Fullmetal."
"Yeah, see you Colonel," Ed left the room and resumed his place in the sun,
lying on the lawn. He soon found himself dozing off to dream about Mustang, and
how amazing the last twenty minutes had been.
When he woke, it was sunset and reasonably cooler than it had been in the heat
of the day. Shivering slightly, Ed looked around for his coat, but realised it
wasn't there. He must have left it in the Colonel's office. Glad that he had at
least put on his tank top, Ed started to walk back across the shady gardens and
up the smooth stone steps.
When he reached Mustang's office, he knocked as usual, but received no reply.
Gently pushing the door open and poking his head into the office he caught
sight of the Colonel. He had fallen asleep, slumped across the desk, resting
his head on his arm with a fountain pen still held lazily in his hand.
Ed smiled; he looked so peaceful when he slept. Walking quietly over to the
Colonel, Ed retrieved his jacket and spread it tenderly over Roy's shoulders.
It was small, and didn't cover him completely, but when Roy woke several hours
later; he felt incredibly touched and grateful for the kind gesture that the
young alchemist had made.
He sat there for a full ten minutes, just feeling the material around him. It
smelled like Ed, and that alone was enough to send him back off to sleep again.
Grunting in the realisation that he hadn't done any of his paperwork, Roy
turned back to his desk, and was astonished by what he saw. All of the files
had been neatly piled up and his pens had been returned to their pot. There was
a hand-written note sitting innocently on the polished wood of the desk in
front of him. It read:
Took the trouble of finishing these off for you. Now maybe we can start our
date a day early?
Ed
Smiling, the Colonel tucked the note into his pocket, reluctantly removed Ed's
coat from around his shoulders and stood up from his chair. Closing the office
door behind him and starting down the corridor, he crashed headlong into a
flustered looking Riza.
As both of them regained their balance and apologised, Roy glanced out of the
window. He saw Ed sitting on the bottommost step outside Central Command,
staring into the sunset, waiting for him.
The Colonel felt something inside his heart flutter and he realised how cold Ed
looked, and how much he must love him to wait out there all this time.
Waving goodbye to the Lieutenant, Roy walked distractedly out of the building
and down the stairs to join Ed. The young alchemist didn't seem to have noticed
him so, silently, Mustang took off his own jacket and draped it over Ed's
shoulders.
Looking up sleepily, Ed grinned when he saw the Colonel and got to his feet,
clutching the oversized military jacket around himself.
"Thanks Roy," he said, leaning up and kissing him softly.
"Just returning the favour," Roy said through a smile.
The two of them walked through the lawns, admiring the beautiful sunset that
was just visible behind the silhouettes of houses. Neither of them spoke, but
they held hands as they made their way towards Roy's house. It wasn't far, and
soon the Colonel was inviting Ed inside.
"I thought we'd skip dinner," Roy said, hanging up Ed's coat on a stand in the
hall. "But all the decent places will be closed by now and I'm not exactly the
worst cook in the world!"
"That's fine," Ed replied, following Mustang into the lounge and taking a seat.
The Colonel's house wasn't tiny, but it wasn't exactly Buckingham Palace.
However Ed found the way that furniture had been crammed together to be rather
cosy and he instantly felt at home.
Roy didn't sit down and continued into his kitchen, which joined directly onto
the lounge.
"What do you want to eat?" he shouted through, taking out pots and pans from
the many cupboards. "Bear in mind that I haven't been shopping in a week."
"Anything would be great," Ed called back, flicking through a large book that
had been left on the coffee table. "Although I do quite enjoy rice."
"I have rice," Mustang replied, pulling a packet of it out and tipping some
into a saucepan. "Do you like egg in it?"
"Yeah I do. And peas!" Ed said as he examined some transmutation circles in the
book.
"Well, you're not high maintenance at all!" Roy called sarcastically from the
kitchen. But he chuckled as he retrieved some peas from the freezer.
"That's flame alchemy," he added as he saw what Ed was reading. "It's one of
many books I've collected over the years. You'd be welcome to borrow them if
you're interested?"
"Yeah, maybe," Ed said lazily, closing the heavy book and reclining in his
chair. "Hey, can I stay the night?"
"Of course, but why?" Roy replied curiously as he ignited the stove with a
click of his fingers.
"I was just hoping we could, you know, maybe finish off?" Ed said with a
cheeky, suggestive tone to his voice.
"Well certainly," Roy said seductively, hurrying into the lounge and leaning
over the back of Ed's chair to kiss him hungrily.
The kiss lasted a while and as soon as they broke apart Roy pulled him back for
more.
When at last they surfaced, it wasn't because they wanted to. But because Ed
had smelled smoke coming from Mustang's kitchen.
"Roy!" he exclaimed wildly, leaping from his chair. "The dinner's on fire!"
"Oh shoot!" Roy yelled as he vaulted the settee and hurtled into the kitchen to
put out the fire.
Ed watched as the cloud of acrid black smoke enveloped Mustang until he heard a
soft hiss, and it cleared, revealing a panting Colonel who was clutching a fire
extinguisher. Ed ran over to join him and peered with trepidation into the
blackened saucepan.
"How did it catch fire?" Ed asked, trying to ignore the sinking feeling he felt
at seeing his dinner shrivelled up and melted like someone had run it over with
a truck.
"I left the tea towel dangling in the pan by mistake," Mustang groaned, showing
Ed the smouldering remains of the towel. "I got distracted."
"Clearly!" Ed grinned, giving Roy a playful shove. "Never mind, we can go
without dinner!"
"Yeah, it's not like we're both starving or anything," the Colonel replied,
throwing the tea towel aside and picking Ed up easily.
"Anyway," he continued, a new seductive tone in his voice. "We have other ways
to occupy ourselves."
Suddenly Ed was kissing him like never before. He wrapped his arms around
Mustang's neck as he felt himself being strongly supported by the older man. He
felt so safe and content.
Roy took one hand from Ed's body and rested it in his hair, pulling his head
towards him and deepening the kiss.
Finding his way without sight, Roy threw Ed down onto the settee and clambered
on top of him, laughing.
Now it was a battle of speed as each of them tried to remove their clothes as
quickly as possible. Tossing them down onto the coffee table; Roy leapt at his
chance and kissed him again. Ed responded gladly, letting Mustang's tongue
glide into his mouth.
They had both felt starved all afternoon. Both were hungry for each other and
neither one was in the mood to hold back.
Ed was so vulnerable, pinned underneath his superior, and yet he relished it,
loving the feeling of being helpless to the one he loved. Roy wasn't
complaining, he liked to be in charge.
Fingering his nipple with one hand, Mustang trailed kisses down Ed's neck,
making him mewl. The sound of it drove the Colonel crazy and all he wanted was
to hear the young alchemist scream his name over and over, unable to control
himself.
Powered by this impulse, Roy reached down from Ed's chest and gripped his inner
thigh. Ed did not all object to being handled roughly and, at his touch, Ed
mewled again and dug his nails into the Colonel's shoulders.
Roy felt himself shiver and, in appreciation, he nipped at Ed's neck, finding a
tender spot and sucking on it gently.
Ed groaned and gripped him harder. This was slowly driving Mustang insane, he
wanted Ed so badly it was killing him.
"Ngh, ah! Roy!" Ed gasped as Mustang moved his hand down to hungrily play with
his member. "Just do it Roy! Take me, I know you want it. I want it too!"
"Are you sure?" the Colonel asked, looking into Ed's eyes. "You're not quite
ready yet."
"I'm not sure how much longer I can stand Roy. I need you inside of me, I need
you," Ed panted, trying to control himself as Mustang continued to finger him
lightly.
"I need you too Ed," Roy groaned, sliding his body up and down Ed's and making
him tremble in ecstasy.
"Gah!" Ed cried, as Roy felt his member twitch under his fingers. "Ah! Just do
it Roy!"
The Colonel slowly slipped a finger inside of Ed, he saw him gasp and close his
eyes.
"Does that hurt?" he asked in concern.
"No, ah! It just feels so damn good Roy! Keep going!" Ed exclaimed, clenching
his hands into fists to stop himself from yelling.
Mustang proceeded eagerly, not removing his hand until he could comfortably get
three fingers inside Ed. Only then did he position himself at Ed's entrance and
thrust inwards.
Both of them let out simultaneous groans and then incoherent mumbles as Mustang
started to thrust faster.
Suddenly, Ed shrieked.
"Oh god! Oh god it's so good! Faster, harder Roy!"
Mustang did as he commanded, pushing himself as far into Ed as he could go. He
must have brushed his sweet spot along the way because Ed had tipped his head
back, a look of sheer bliss on his face.
The Colonel searched and eventually found the area again, this time tapping it
repetitively. Ed moaned aloud and bucked his hips up to meet Roy's.
Suddenly Mustang thrust into Ed so hard, he thought he might break in two. The
Colonel was worried he was being too rough with the teen, but Ed seemed to be
having the time of his life. So he quickened the pace, watching with increased
pleasure for Ed's reaction. It was instantaneous!
Ed's eyes were closed tight, his mouth slightly open, thinking of nothing else
but Roy and the intimacy they were sharing.
A feeling, one that he had never experienced this strongly before, suddenly
sparked up inside Ed's stomach. It felt like a spring was being coiled up
inside him.
"Gah! Roy! It's happening, don't stop!" Ed panted, clutching onto the Colonel
like a lifeline and moaning.
"I know, I can feel it too!" Mustang gasped back, clutching Ed's arms.
"Ah! Aah! Oh my god, ROY!!!" Ed shrieked out his name as he felt the coil
inside him break and an intense wave of pleasure washed over him as he released
in unison with Roy.
Both of them, sweating and exhausted, lay almost on top of each other on the
settee. Ed whimpered as Mustang slid out of him.
The Colonel chuckled.
"Don't worry Fullmetal," he said, kissing Ed's cheek and stroking his hair. "It
won't be long before the next time, I don't think."
"Oh I hope not Roy, that was amazing!" Ed said, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah, yeah it was," Mustang replied, reaching down and retrieving his large
military jacket from the heap on the floor.
He spread it over the two of them and waited for Ed's reaction, but the young
alchemist had already drifted off to sleep, snuggled into the crook of Roy's
arm.
The flame alchemist smiled down at him, and eventually drifted off to sleep
too, his heart content in that moment in time. Happy just to be with Ed, to be
laying next to him, their bodies so close that he could feel the other's
heartbeat against his own chest. It was like they were connected by more ways
than a bond of friendship. This was meant to be, they were destined to be
together. And Roy didn't ever want to leave Ed's side.
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