You Belong to Me
Chapter 22
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Chapter 22
It had started to rain pretty hard at some point shortly
after their meal. It pounded against the
large windows in a steady drum and made an early night.
thought right now. He had a beautiful
blond squirming for his touch and desperate for his attentions all over his
couch.
Edward was pushed up against the back of the couch in order
to make room for his longer body. Even
lying on his side, there wasn’t a lot of room to spare.
younger man waiting with baited breath for the next pass of his hand along his
mid-drift. It gave him a heady sense of
power—and he was used to power.
With a small smirk,
carefully brought his hand down towards Edward’s chest, his gaze shifting
upwards to see how intense he could make Edward look at him.
finger was near his nipple he paused and his smile grew.
“You’re a fucking bastard,” growled Edward, making
perky nipple, listening as Edward tried to control his breathing.
“I think that all this playing is getting on my nerves.
with it.”
looked down at the frustrated blond glaring at him and quirked an eyebrow.
stalling. That was why he hadn’t taking
things further then this so far. But he
could see in Edward’s eyes that if he didn’t do something soon, the tables may
well turn against him and he couldn’t have that.
Placing his palm flat against Edward’s hot skin, he let his
hand glide downwards to his belt. He
just couldn’t go farther with out hearing it from Edward’s own mouth.
the belt buckle but not releasing it yet.
“Ah…” The note of
hesitancy, made
look down on Edward’s face.
“Actually…I’ve never…”
frowned. “Do you mean to say—”
“Yeah. Never…”
Opening his mouth,
was about to say that they didn’t need to rush things, especially since tonight
was the night he was going to tell Edward his idea.
with both hands, pulling his head down until their lips touched.
before he got swept up in the feel of the man below him and threw caution to
the wind.
With his free hand,
reached between the couch and Edward’s body, sliding his hand under the small
of the blond’s back and lifting him forward to press against his body.
into his lower pelvis just above his own.
It amused him slightly that Edward was shorter than him but he didn’t
get a chance to think beyond that as Edward moved one of his hands down, down,
down until he pressed it between their bodies, palming Roy’s length.
He moaned around the tongue in his mouth, his control
slipping away to dangerous levels. If
this kept up he’d do something that might hurt Edward.
“Wait,” murmured
pulling back slightly in order to give himself time to get some sort of control
back.
“Don’t you fucking dare say you’re going to stop,” hissed
Edward, shocking
intense but then, he had been teasing the younger man for some time now.
“I didn’t say ‘stop’, I said ‘wait’.
your first time to be on the couch of all places.”
“Oh,” said Edward, immediately relaxing back into the couch.
slightly nervous face,
pulled him to his feet.
The golden fall of Edward’s hair around his shoulders begged
to be played with and
didn’t resist the call. His fingers
combed through at the temple and reached to the back, lifting the heavy
hair. Those damned auric, constantly shifting
eyes watched him with a passionate, eager examination and those kiss swollen
lips were too sweet to pass up.
He pulled Edward towards him, hearing the rain beat against
the window as their lips touched. Even
as the kiss deepened and they started walking blindly towards
through with this. He had to stop it or
else he’d hate himself. But…there were
billions of dollars to be lost…
No. He couldn’t let
his personal feelings enter into this.
He mustn’t let his feelings affect him.
He was a cold, calculating business man, out to close a merger that
would net Mustang Inc. a gain of over 3.6 billion dollars, and that’s not even
counting how the new product line would grow under his guidance.
Edward was in the way, and he’d take care of it just like
every other time he took care of things for the family.
They fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, Edward quickly
rolling them over so that he was perched on
Immediately Edward was leaning forward to attack his lips and his mouth
with a renewed vigor.
Edward’s strong shoulders in both his hands, pulling the body over him close
until they were pressed together.
Breathing heavily, Edward pulled back and licked along his
chin and down to his ear lobe, sucking it in.
moaned as teeth held his ear and a firm tongue swept along and under his
lobe. Racking his nails down Edward’s
lovely back,
slid his hands over a tight, clothed ass and kneaded.
tongue up and then thrust his tongue into his ear cannel.
“Hell,” hissed
gripping that firm ass that had haunted him all day and rolling them over.
spread, his hair falling into his face.
began to unlatch Edward’s belt.
Watching him intently, Edward moved his hair off his face
and then began to release the buttons on
shirt. Their eyes met as
threw it behind him to land on the floor.
He ran his nail just under the waistband of Edward’s pants in
a tantalizingly light touch causing Edward to squirm and forget about the half
open shirt in his hands.
“Roy…” murmured Edward, a slight pleading edge to his
voice. Moving down Edward’s body and
between his legs,
placed a light, teasing kiss just above Edward’s bellybutton.
pants and pulled them part. His lips
then moved below the bellybutton, placing another kiss into the firm stomach
and watching it twitch.
He found the zipper pull and drew it downwards, placing
another kiss to the top of Edward’s boxer waistband.
then kissed the top of the firm bulge making Ed hitch an already shaky breath.
would go,
placed another kiss just below the head of Edward’s erection.
One of Edward’s hands gripped the back of his skill.
lifted his head to find Edward watching him with a look that made his heart
freeze and his guts twist. Paralyzed
with guilt and fear, all
could do is stare into Edward’s love fill gaze and hate himself.
him. He sat up on the bed and lightly
took hold of either side of his head and drew it up to his face for a tender
kiss that only increased
agony.
“I so glad you called me today,” said Edward against
placing another kiss against them.
“Why’s that?” asked
somewhat stiffly. He hoped Edward didn’t
notice.
“I…I told my father about my being gay,” Edward murmured,
leaning forward even further to rest his head against the side of
barked out a laugh, thinking about his own encounter with his mother.
Edward’s hair covered neck.
“You did?” asked Edward, surprise and shock in his voice as
he pulled back to look at him in the eye.
“How’d it go?” he wondered shyly.
shrugged noncommittally. That
was unnerving him.
“My father didn’t react very well…” admitted Edward looking
to the side. “I’m glad you called.
to talk much on the flight back.” He
leaned in and placed another kiss against
numb lips.
“
said Edward, his voice turning serious and earnest.
felt dread. “I don’t want a casual thing
with you. I want us to be more then just
‘a good time’. Can we?”
As always, Edward was throwing him another curveball.
but he obviously was too slow. Feeling
that it was too good an opportunity to pass up,
Edward.
“I would like that,” he murmured, placing a light kiss
against Edward’s lips that curved upwards in a happy smile.
“Oh yeah?” said Edward, his eyes shining in happiness and
love. The longer this went on the more
“I was going to wait till later, but I think now would be
acceptable,” said
pushing up from the mattress and walking over to his dresser on the wall
directly opposite from the bed. He
ignored the throb of his arousal. On top
of the dresser, there was an envelope that Alex had given him four hours before
Edward had shown up at his office.
“What’s that?” wondered Edward, propping himself up on his
palms.
Looking back at the man on his bed,
airplane tickets forth.
“What’s that?” asked Edward again, shifting forward in his
curiosity.
down to the seemingly forgotten erection between Edward’s legs.
“This,” he said, looking back up into deep burnished golden
eyes. “Is tickets for two on a plane to
other man on the bed. “I would really
like for you to come with me,” said
forcing the words out.
“Are you fucking serious?” whispered Edward, taking the
tickets from
hand and carefully opening each one.
Edward placed the tickets on the down comforter and ran a finger over each of
their names.
Edward looked over at him with a pleased and contented
smile. “Thank you, oh
Winry’ and I didn’t really notice you.”
“Thanks,”
said somewhat sarcastically, wondering where this was going.
“Er—no, what I mean is that, I was always so afraid of
you. You never gave me a moments rest,
but now—but now.”
arms around his neck and began laughing joyously.
brought his arms to rest around Edward’s waist mechanically more out of
instinct then any desire on his part to pull Edward closer.
“And then when you practically forced me to come with you on
the plane I almost couldn’t stand it, but then you were so nice and I couldn’t
help it. I love you, I love you, Roy,”
Edward whispered against his cheek, ardently.
received kisses along his jaw down to his mouth and then up the other side and
all he could think about was how cruel it was going to be to just
do it. This man was such a free, gentle
soul; he couldn’t be the one to bring him down.
But even so, what he was going to do now would hurt just as much.
Lifting his hands from Edward’s waist,
sit back.
“Kiss me, Roy,” pleaded Edward, moving towards his lips, but
strongly.
“No. Wait—I can’t…”
“What? You’ve
lightly. He again leaned in and
his heels and stood from the bed, towering over the blond who was now level
with his crotch.
If it was any other man…
“I’m sorry,” said
shaking his head once and closing his eyes against the look he was
getting.
“You’re sorry?” questioned Edward, confusion lacing his
voice.
“Edward…”
his bangs, lifting them from his forehead with a sigh.
that he dreaded what he was about to say.
“Is it work?” wondered Edward standing from the bed and
hovering near his elbow; placing a warm hand on his forearm.
“Kiss me,” whispered
opening his eyes and looking down into Edward’s face.
Just one…last…taste…
With a relived smile, Edward leaned forward and up, pressing
his lips against
filled kiss that shook
down to his toes.
but he needed to put a stop to this.
“No,” murmured Roy, shaking his head sharply.
Edward looked at him with a wary look in his eye.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen,” said
Edward; physically cutting himself off from the younger man.
There was silence in the room for several tense moments, and
even hear Edward’s breathing. “Edward,
I’m sorry,” he said into the silence.
Still getting no response he ploughed on.
and there’s a bank account in your name with seven hundred thousand euros….
“Do you love me? At
croak.
his arms wrapped around his stomach, betrayal burning brightly in his eyes, and
be haunted by that pain for the rest of his life.
“I…” stammered Roy, turning around to look at the man
fully. His penance…
Moisture pooled in those lovely eyes but didn’t fall.
“It’s just business,” said
back without even trying. He hadn’t even
known it was gone until it came back. Edward’s
eyes turned hard. Strange really, they
looked more fearsome with the threat of tears.
“Just business,” Edward growled, dropping his hands to his
sides. “Just fucking business, eh?
always gets his way and no one can oppose him, is that it?” he asked, his voice
gaining in volume and intensity.
“That is correct,” said
He folded his arms across his clothed chest and looked down his nose at
the disheveled state Edward was in. His
blond hair was a wild and unruly mess, his face was flushed with more then
anger and he was half-naked.
ground—the place of superiority—he was still clothed and he was in control of
his emotions.
“You…fucking—” Edward
swallowed hard.
Without even thinking,
leaned back as a wickedly fast right cross zoomed past his face.
feet in his haste to get away.
“What are you doing?”
gasped
slamming a shoulder into the wall.
Edward had remained rooted to his spot, but those fierce eyes had
followed his ungraceful escape with contempt.
There was no answer to his question.
anger as well. His pride had been
wounded by
to pay. Of all the possible outcomes
this scenario could have inspired,
would never have imagined that Edward would become physically violent.
Very slowly, Edward began to move towards him.
to slide along the wall and edge around this man—demon—towards the door, but he
forced himself to stand his ground. He
wasn’t going to run away.
height and watched Edward come.
Clenching his teeth hard as the smaller man stopped in front of him and
glared.
There was an instant before it happened; a tightening of the
eyes and a pressing of the already thin lips that
of the hit.
Edward drew back with his fist, his hair swirling around
him.
He heard the crunch echo through his head making him clench
his teeth hard.
but he felt nothing. Braving one eye to
open,
Edward’s forearm disappear past of the corner of his eye.
punched a hole in the plaster right next to his ear.
“I don’t want anything from you,” growled Edward.
tore his eyes away from the arm sunk into the wall and looked down at
Edward. “I thought we had more—we
true.”
“What do they say about me?” asked
“That you would sell off your mother if you could make a
profit.”
closed his eyes in agreement, opening slowly as he heard the arm being
withdrawn from the wall.
Edward walked over to the bed and looked around the room
then down at the tickets. “Actually, I
will take this,” said Edward, holding up one of the plane tickets.
“Of course,” said
Giving him one last hurt filled look, Edward briskly walked
out of the bedroom. It was a few moments
more before he heard the front door open and then slam shut.
Letting out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding,
against the wall and turned to examine the damage.
into the insulation. There was blood…
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts,
kitchen. Strange…his legs were shaky and
as he poured a generous dollop of whisky into his lead crystal glass, his hand
shook.
The contents of the glass were thrown back, and almost
immediately he could feel the warmth work through his limbs.
At least he didn’t have to go to
Edward was going to leave tomorrow afternoon, and the merger would be
safe. Winry would marry Al and that
would keep Hughes off his back and he could just go on making money for the
family like always.
--To Be Continued--
Once again, things like RL and pre-next semester readings
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