You Belong to Me
Chapter 18
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Chapter 18
Edward awoke to the sound of someone moving
around his room. With a loud sigh, he
rolled over to find
dressed in a pair of slacks and a button down shirt with his ass thrust up into
the air as he bent over his small carry on case.
sheets, responding to this very enticing view.
“Is that an invitation?” asked Edward, rubbing
his eyes languidly. Startled,
at him for a moment, then smiled.
“I'm open to that,” purred
on either side of his splayed body to lean down.
but
for his forehead instead. He thrust out
his lip in annoyance causing
to chuckle at him. “Happy to see me?”
wondered
his palm covered Edward's crotch and stroked through the thin bed sheet.
“What will you do about it?
looking up to
face hovering over him.
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Edward's body, exposing his naked body to the cooler air in the room.
erection. Edward spread his legs in
invitation, watching intently as
stared at his groin.
It almost looked like
studying him so closely. Edward's
attention shifted slightly to
own groin and saw that it too, was responding under these heated looks.
the cloth of his trousers.
With a groan coming from deep in the back of
forward, pressing his hand into the mattress.
“Tease,” hissed
looking down at him raptly.
“Do something about it,” said Edward
saucily. He smirked challengingly at
roved over his splayed body. He couldn't
believe how confident he had become around
anymore.
and held it down into the mattress near his hip while he placed his other hand
over his flat stomach, watching as he spread his fingers wide.
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staring at some unknown point on the bed, lost.
Edward tilted his head to the side to try and get a better read of what
was going through
mind. From his angle he could only see
the back of his jaw. Just like last
night, Edward began to sense a... He
struggled to define it to himself... It
was almost like
was...sad...
“Something wrong?” wondered Edward.
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sly smile, the thoughtful look wiped away as if it had never been.
stomach dipping a bit lower, making Edward's stomach twitch in anticipation.
grin.
but
suddenly changed his angle and began to kiss his neck.
Sighing, both because he was denied a kiss from
those wonderfully skilled lips and because those lips were now working on his
neck, Edward relaxed further into the mattress.
hand skimmed up his side to his arm and pulled.
Edward looked at
with a silent question but only received a smile in return as he was pulled to
his feet. Finally,
easily.
With a new pulse of desire, Edward pulled Roy
even closer to his naked body where he could feel the shift of expensive cloth along
the length of body and most acutely, on his erection.
hand and at the same time pulling him tight against
in large, long sweeps.
Suddenly, Edward was pushed from
bathroom, stumbling backwards until he could sort out his feet.
the door handle and the door jam with a superior, smug grin on his face.
“We have a plane to catch.
closed the door on Edward's slack face and laughter could be heard.
It took Edward ten agonizingly long seconds to
comprehend what had just happened and the fact that his dick was still
throbbing impatiently for some attention.
When his brain decided to start working again, Edward glared at the
door. “YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” he yelled,
only to be answered with an even deeper laugh.
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large breakfast waiting on him when he came out of the bedroom, fully
dressed. There was a large bowl full of
scrambled eggs, bacon, ham, juice, and fruit.
Smiling from his chair at the table,
“Fine, you're forgiven,” said Edward, sighing
dramatically and relieving Roy of his burden.
He sat down next to
and began to fill his plate.
went back to reading his paper.
They sat quietly,
reading while Edward ate; only now he was sorta uncomfortable around
bacon, crunching it loudly. Maybe it was
just that he had time to think about what they had done last night and almost
done again this morning. He wasn't sorry
that it had happened, but he did wonder what this meant for him, and them,
now. There was nothing that
screamed one time only, but thinking about the Mustangs in general made him
wonder what would happen to him now.
“What time do we leave?” wondered Edward,
trying to fill the silence.
“Hmm,” hummed
and looking down at his wrist watch. “We
got about thirty more minutes.” The
paper rustled and they fell back into silence.
“Ah.”
Edward gave a little nod and pushed his eggs around the plate.
around his mind, each one filtering for a moment then moving on.
a one time thing and if more happened he'd be pleasantly surprised.
demanding a commitment from
at this very second.
“Well, I should get my stuff together then,”
said Edward, pushing his plate away, half eaten.
“Okay,” mumbled
Edward rolled his eyes in confusion then pushed
the chair back. Wandering back into the
bedroom, he found his bag, placed it on the rumpled mattress and sighed.
he looked at the bed sheets, picturing what they had done last night and he
didn't understand why he was suddenly so fucking horny!
times that he had initiated contact, but it was mostly Russell who started
things. But now he found himself wanting
to fetch
and do all sorts of naughty things to the man.
Turning away from the bed, he went into the
washroom and began to dump his stuff into his travel case.
hadn't really been with him? Sure
they had been friendly with one another, and Russell was always considerate
towards him, but the depth of feeling he had with
experienced with Russell. The mere brush
of
made him weak with want and lust. There
had only been a few rare times that Russell had been able to get such a
response out of him and it usually involved alcohol.
Closing the zip on his travel bag, Edward took
it back into the bedroom and dropped it into his case.
wasn't out yet, so he didn't need someone to hang around and cause him troubles
or raise questions. That being said,
Edward didn't want it to be a one time thing.
In the short span of time that he had spent with
something very strong between them; something he wasn't willing to just let
slip through his fingers.
So, if he wasn't going to let go, what was he going
to do to make
stay? With a groan, Edward flopped face
first across the bed with a little bounce.
How did his life get so fucking complicated?
Because of
do to make
want to stay with him, but maybe if he got a chance to just talk to him about
it.
“No time for slacking,” said
A light smack landed on his ass, making Edward grunt in protest.
Edward turned his head to the side and peered
at
over him. “Leave my ass alone,” he said,
narrowing his eyes up at
but a smile ruined his mock annoyance.
“Do you have everything?” wondered
“No, just my sword left.
“Good, then we should head out.
ready to go.”
Sighing, Edward pushed up from the bed.
he should say that would convince
to want to stay with him. Just thinking
about bringing it up was making his heart bound in his chest with sick, queasy
feeling deep in his stomach. He stood
before
having to look up slightly to see his face and the words died in his head.
“Okay.
Just let me—”
his smirking face. “Thanks...”
“Come on,” urged
placed his arm around Edward's shoulders, giving him enough time to scoop up
his case and then he was being lead out of the hotel suite.
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shoulders all the way to the car. Every
person that looked their way made Edward squirm in discomfort.
thinking. Did it bother them to see two
men like this? Did they recognize
straight couples, but back here in
yet. There was still an edge to how
Americans dealt with same sex couples.
The limo driver was waiting by the open door
for them. Edward gave him a quick nod
and practically dove into the back of the car and out of
Panting, he let his bag drop to the floor and bent over his lap, holding
his head.
“Are you alright?” asked
across his shoulders. The car door
thudded closed. “What's wrong?”
The engine purred to life, sending a slight
vibration through the vehicle. “I—didn't
that bother you? Everyone saw!” gasped
Edward, looking up from his hands at
concerned face leaning close to his ear.
“That was worse then Scar being in my face.”
“I don't know what you think happened just now,
but all we did was walk out to the car,” said
“
stop. The driver will see you,” hissed
Edward, squeezing himself against the door.
They stared at each other; Edward chewing his lip and searching
gaze.
Finally
dropped his gaze to the carpeted floor, then looked back at him.
and touched a control on the door, causing the privacy divider to raise into
place.
“Better?” asked
“Look, I'm only thinking about you and your
position. Not only would it look bad for
you to be seen like that with a guy, but I'm only the chauffeur's son—”
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hand. Edward's attention was unwillingly
drawn to those long fingers and he watched the hand curl into a lose fist
before it was placed in
lap.
“What's really going on in that head of yours,
Edward?” asked
his eyes staring unseeing out the window.
“I could ask you the same thing,” said Edward,
feeling bold. This was his opening.
and tell him why they should stay together...only…the tone of his voice made it
sound like he didn't want to be with
He was being too confrontational.
“Forget what I said just now, I...”
“I understand,” murmured
“You do?
What do you understand?”
“That you still love Winry.”
Edward shook his head in shock.
don't! I mean I did, but not now.
turned his head slowly, staring him in the eyes.
and not turn away, those black eyes were so commanding, drawing him in.
died.
So it was true, it was only a one time
thing. Edward felt sad that this was all
it was going to be, but then again, at least they hadn't had intercourse.
that. He blinked twice and turned
away.
“Excuse me,” murmured
flipping it open. “Hello?
Edward tuned out
didn't want him like that for anything longer then last night.
and boarding the plane. The rest of the
car ride had been quiet between them with
on the phone more then off it. Maria was
there, greeting them both with a smile, only this time, Edward couldn't give
her a smile back.
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It had been a difficult morning for
He had wanted to fall back into bed with Edward
more then he cared to admit to himself.
package...especially naked and aroused.
All that tanned skin, smooth and muscular physic, golden hair
attractively messy and spread across the pillow.
could have made sure that Edward really did want to be with him over his
sister.
He had spent a great deal of time last night
after Edward had fallen asleep, thinking.
He had so much to do with regards to his upcoming merger with Maes's
company and with the nearing conclusion of his plans for Edward.
comfort to him that he became confused.
Those rare times that he had taken a discreet partner to his bed had
never inspired him to want to hold them like Edward did.
right size to tuck under his chin and still be pressed along his body.
made him that much more endearing.
Flipping over a page of a report,
conversation happening in his ear, but he could just see Edward's legs,
stretched out towards him. He was
thinking about how it would feel to run his hands up Edward's strong, muscular calves
and wondering what sort of wanton look he could get him to make when he was
asked a question.
“Excuse me, what?” said
for his inattention and looking down at his report.
flipping through his papers with a frown.
In his annoyance at himself for not paying attention,
tray and onto the floor. Grimacing,
of his chair while continuing to listen to the arguments in his ear.
“Now wait just a minute,” growled
hand.
over into Edward's face. He was kneeling
on the floor, holding out the papers to
Roy reached out and ran his fingers through Edward's thick bangs, brushing them
off his face.
Edward's eyes widened, looking up at him with a
cautious, wary gaze. Holding Ed’s face
in his hand, his thumb stroking across his tanned cheek,
like the night at the restaurant, those eyes seemed to shift from a deep gold
to a sunny yellow and every shade in between.
He looked from one side of Edward's face to the other trying to catch
the changes as they happened.
“I don't think I ever said anything like that,”
said
the phone, but his attention was fully on the man at his feet.
pinkness on his cheeks and the obvious signs of arousal in the dilation of his
eyes and the quickening breathing. “You
have your instructions! I won't say it
again,” said
angrily, turning away from Edward and letting his hand drop away.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Edward
stand, placing the papers on the tray.
away. He couldn't afford to be
distracted by his presence now. Not when
his board of directors was breathing down his neck.
they landed, he'd work on manipulating Edward to agree to leave with him.
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The flight seemed longer than before; of course,
he had been sleeping for most of it last time.
There wasn't anything for him to do other then watch
own thoughts.
He was so confused about everything.
waiting. He did want to see her again,
but not for the reasons
thought. However it had happened, Edward
had moved beyond wanting the fairy tale that Winry represented and
To him, Winry was his ideal version of a woman,
but his concept of her and who she really was were at odds.
talking about her. He had raised Winry
up, making her into a fantasy woman that had nothing to do with reality.
almost gotten swept up in her fake charms.
But that didn't mean that he didn't like her for who she
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chair and began to walk towards the front of the plane, the long phone cord unraveling.
phone, his hand running through his hair.
Edward watched him through lidded eyes, his head resting in his palm.
large company like Mustang Inc. What sort
of things would he have to deal with on a daily basis?
able to do even half of what
did.
It really must have been hard to grow up on the
flip side of that coin. Where he had
been ridiculed by Roy and Winry's teachers, what sort of standards had
too? He had been quite young when he had
taken control of the company from his mother.
That couldn't have been easy and from what his father told him,
misstep. According to da,
company exponentially ever since he took the helm.
Watching
deal with whatever the problem seemed to be, how his shoulders seemed to
tighten up, the small crease between his dark eyebrows, even the way his mouth
pulled down at the edges; it made him want to help in some way.
would be weak at best. With a sigh,
Edward let his head fall back against the chair, closing his eyes.
could do nothing about and just try to get some sleep.
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It was tough to move around with crutches and
it seriously cramped her fashion sensibilities, but it wasn't like she had a
choice in the matter; breaking an ankle hurt like hell.
getting those strong drugs for her. True,
they blocked out the pain and let her sleep, but they made her sleep...which
meant she couldn't do anything while
had Edward in his grasp.
With her initial drugs all used up, she was now
on some weaker medication that allowed her to function.
finding out that
had taken Edward—it pissed her off that he was doing this.
another day, along with removing all phones from her room and forbidding the
staff from providing her with one—proving that their mother was working with
Tonight, Roy and Edward were due back.
time and estimated arrival at the house.
Now, she could pick up where they left off and go to the solarium for
that glass of wine. No dancing this
time, but maybe something...else
could be arranged. Hobbling towards the
front door was hard on her armpits but she wasn't about to let Roy and Edward
arrive without her being there to greet them.
As Winry opened the front door and hobbled out
onto the front step, she could just see a car pull into the long drive
way. Alex really knew his job well.
Winry straightened out her silk pajamas and
robe, smoothed her hair, all while watching the car approach like
a hawk. As it drew near, she braved the
steps, coming down awkwardly to the pebbled drive.
car with his usual grace. The look she
got from him was filled with annoyance and resignation.
from under her like that.
That was another thing that had bothered her
yesterday as she lay in bed, marking each passing hour.
stepping in like this? He was quick to
help her get rid of her used up lovers, giving them expensive toys, or generous
sums of money to make them go away without a fuss, but he'd never whisked one
of her interests away like this.
the company. He had never once taken
anyone anywhere! That he had done so now
with Edward puzzled her.
Her attention shifted to the far side of the
car as door opened, letting Edward out into the night air.
before he turned and caught sight of her.
“Hi,” she said, smiling at him over the roof of
the car.
“Hi,” said Edward, surprise written all over
his face. Winry smiled wider.
asked, clearly concerned.
“Oh, yeah, it's fine.
remarked Winry, shooting a quick but pointed glance at her brother.
“Well, that's good,” Edward said, closing the
door with a slam.
“So…how have you been?” Winry asked.
to say so in front of Edward. His
presence made her annoyed.
“Good,” said Edward, looking to
back at her.
“Say, I was thinking.
said Winry, limping forward, placing herself between Edward and Roy.
got some mugs we can use, and we could sit and talk?”
Edward looked to Roy for a moment and Roy to
him, causing Winry to frown in confusion.
She looked between them uneasily.
There seemed to be a silent conversation taking place, an undercurrent;
but for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why.
long as she could remember. How on earth
could it be happening now?
“Are you going back to the city?” wondered
Winry, looking over the roof of the car at her brother.
continued presence was perturbing to her.
There was no reason for him to be hanging around.
uncomfortable.
“I don’t think so, it’s getting late,” answered
murmuring, “I should go. Have a good
night, Edward.”
Winry looked between them again, but as always
closed to her, but Edward seemed like he wanted to say something.
the back of the house. Dismissing her
brother's strange behavior, Winry crossed the remaining distance and took
Edward's hand in her own.
Finally!
She had him all to herself.
“How was the flight?
How was it?” she wondered, giving Edward's warm hand a squeeze.
fingers, making her smile. Already she
was imagining what those hands would feel like on her delicate skin, how they
would look.
“It...was good...” said Edward hesitantly.
feet for a moment, then lifted to meet her eyes evenly.
“Great.
It must have been a bore being with
resignation on Edward's face for acceptance and smiled encouragingly.
“Um, what's going to happen...between us, I
mean,” mumbled Edward, staring her into her eyes.
“Oh, I don't know.
provocatively, giving him a wink to further tease him.
“Is that all?” asked Edward, tilting his head
with his question. He shifted his weight
so that there was a bit more space between them.
“Oh, well I'm sure we can think up something to
keep us entertained,” said Winry, missing the edge in Edward's voice.
there wouldn't be time for talking. They
would be very busy doing other things.
“Actually, I'm kinda tired from the
flight. Do you mind if I just turn in
for the night?” asked Edward, but it wasn't really a question.
“Aw, really,” whined Winry, putting on her best
pout. It worked all the time for getting
her way. Edward wouldn't know what hit
him. “Just for a little while.
“I really shouldn't,” said Edward sadly, but
Winry noted that the tone of his voice didn't match the look in his eyes at all.
stepped back, creating distance.
Undeterred, Winry said, “I won't take no next
time, Edward.”
Smiling weakly at her, Edward gave her hand a
squeeze then took a step towards the garage.
With a faint nod, he turned strode across the driveway to take the
stairs two at a time. Winry watched him
walk away, feeling as though she had just let a newly found treasure out of her
sight.
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From the cover of the shadows,
to each other. It was like his mind was
deathly quiet, but at the same time rushing forward with ideas and plans.
the door and he wondered just how bad it had ruined his plans.
Watching Edward in the yellow light from the
front porch, how he moved carefully, the unwitting smile that his sister earned
for her efforts...
warm breeze lift his hair and carry the murmur of their voices.
He didn't stay to see if Edward would go with
Winry or not. He was tried and after
dealing with various tense people on the phone for most of the flight, he
wanted nothing more then to collapse into his bed and just sleep for a few
hours. Without sparing another glance at
the two,
turned away from the driveway. For the
next few hours he intended to not think of anything to do with Edward or his
own goals.
--To Be Continued—
The plot…it gets thicker…