Trials Vol.1: The Sun Behind the Clouds

Disclaimer: Guess what I don’t own!!! FMA!!! I think we are now getting into the meat of the story, no pun intended. LEMON MALE ACTION!

Ed walked down a street in a nice neighborhood, looking for Roy’s house. He had the directions in his hand, but there were no streetlights on. Finally after reaching the end of the road, he noticed pillars on each side of the driveway with torches burning brightly and intently, despite the fact the wind was blowing at a steady pace. Shrugging, he walked up the drive and even in the dark he could tell that the house he was standing in front of was enormous. He easily jumped over the gate into the back yard and came to a large glass sliding door. Preparing to knock, he looked inside to see something burning and a large black figure against the wall. The figure moved toward him and slid open the door.

“Edward,” Roy said in a low, sexy voice. “So glad you could make it.” He snapped his fingers and candles strategically set around the room lit up. Ed looked around in wonder at the Colonel’s huge house, the beautiful antique furniture, the spacious room, and the wall a shade of blue he had never seen before. “Don’t stand outside, sweetheart. Come in,” Roy took Ed’s hand and gave him a gentle tug inside. Roy himself had already showered and was now in a black silk kimono robe with black house slippers. He looked very demure, very inviting.

Ed carefully walked inside, not used to such plush surroundings. His auto-mail could easily crush everything that he walked past, and being fried to a crisp by his lover was not on tonight’s do list. Roy took Ed in his arms and held him for a moment and then tilted his chin up to kiss him. Roy’s mouth tasted of cinnamon, his body smelled of vanilla and mint. Ed drowned in the scents and tastes, allowing Roy’s tongue to explore the insides of his mouth, the outside of his lips, and the soft spot in the crook of his neck. Roy pulled away from Ed and pointed down the hall. “There\'s a bathroom at the second door on your left. I have a feeling you came straight here and didn\'t bother to clean the residue out your ass,” he said smirking. Ed’s mouth dropped open. ‘Did this motherfucker just insult me???’ he wildly asked himself. It was as if Roy read Ed’s mind and bent down to kiss the open lips again.

“Don’t be offended, but after working and fucking most of the day, I felt like I needed a shower and wanted to give you the same opportunity.” Ed nodded, feeling better now about the offhanded cut down. \"If there\'s any \'residue\' in my ass, it\'s because you left it there. So try to be more careful next time, Flame-O.\" Ed retorted. He handed his red jacket to Roy and set off down the hall, rubbing his ass after Roy playfully smacked it and made crude comments on what he was going to do to him as Ed walked away. Roy made himself some more cinnamon tea, and went back to the sofa he was previously sprawled out on to wait for his lover’s return. He sighed happily at finally being able to express his hidden feelings. Was this contentment? He hoped so. Mentally he reminded himself to put Al on a vacation schedule so that he could be left alone with Ed as much as possible.

Ed seemed lost in the huge bathroom. The whole room was outfitted in marble and white gold fixtures, with pictures of flames all around. Not hellfire, but flames from candles, fireplace flames, ect. Ed turned on the bathwater, half expecting flames to shoot out of there. After stripping down and neatly folding his clothes on the counter, he noticed a white marble box beside the sink. Opening it, he found compartments with leaves, and upon further inspection realized these were what Roy used to make him smell so intoxicating. Ed picked some leaves out of the ‘Cherry Blossom’ and “Honey Comb’ sections and sprinkled them in the tub. He could already smell the incense and wanted to drive his lover wild with desire. Stepping into the tub, Ed relaxed and began to wash himself thoroughly, not wanting to turn Roy off by lint in his belly or dirt behind his ears. Ed contemplated the events of the day, this morning hating Mustang’s guts, to being fucked out of his mind by him shortly after lunch, to being seduced by him tonight. Shaking his head, he drained the tub and swathed a towel loosely around his hips, and walked out to face Roy again.

Roy smiled upon seeing Ed’s red and slightly pruned figure. The smell of cherries and honey filled the air and he licked his lips. “Naughty boy,” he teased, kissing Ed on the cheek. “You used my bath leaves. I might have to punish you for that.” Taking the boy’s hand, he led him down another shorter corridor and when he turned on the light, Ed gasped. He found himself in a room so beautiful and picturesque, it looked like a scene from a castle on one of the postcards he and Al used to send Winry, right before they’d ask her to fix their auto-mail. The room was a deep red color, with red satin sheets on a huge Chinese sleigh bed. The drapes were a red shimmery color, and there was a small table with two chairs, also with red cushioning. The floor was made from red marble and there was a painting of Roy in his military garb on the far left wall. Roy let go of Ed’s hand and crawled on top of the bed, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling. Ed watched him for a moment, and then joined him on the bed. Wordlessly, they both stared at the ceiling until Ed rolled on top of Roy, laughing.

“Why did you bring me here?” Ed ask, playing with the straps of Roy’s kimono. Roy furrowed his brow and popped his bottom lip. “No one held a gun to your head, Full Metal. I thought you wanted to spend the night with me. Was I wrong?” he prodded Ed. Ed shook his head, unsure of why he even asked that question. Ed blushed, not meaning to disrespect Roy’s invitation. Roy brought Ed’s face closer to his and kissed him slowly. Roy sucked on Ed’s bottom lip and ran his hands through his damp golden waves. He couldn’t believe how beautiful Edward was. He always knew, but denied it because he was afraid of being rejected.

Ed untied the straps to Roy’s robe and pulled it open, revealing that he was naked underneath. He began to kiss Roy’s neck, his chest, making the flame alchemist gasp at having his nipples sucked and twisted so hard. Ed could feel something rising up to poke at his butt cheek, since he was sitting on Roy’s stomach. Roy pulled the already falling towel from Ed’s waist, leaving them both naked and both hard. Reaching over to the table beside his bed, Roy took a blue vial, also filled with oil and quickly heated it up. Taking Ed’s hand, he placed some of the oil in his hand. “I’ll let you do the honors of lubing me, because I want you to ride me,” he said with a devilish grin. Ed laughed. “So you want me to ride the infamous ‘Stang, huh? Alrighty we can do that.” Ed took the oil and began to massage it onto Roy’s rock hard dick. Roy moaned in hot anticipation. He called his member the \'Stang, because it was strong and wild. It seemed to drive the women crazy, but with the way Ed chuckled at him, he was going to have to re-think the whole name thing. Damnit, why was the boy taking so long? Didn’t he realize the longer it took him the harder he was going to plow his ass?

After being sufficiently coated in the oil, Ed stood in the bed and carefully and slowly placed himself on top of Roy. It was amazing to see himself go so smoothly and fully into Ed; Roy almost came from the sight. He didn\'t move until Ed was comfortably placed on him and then he began to move in and out, slowly. He figured the boy was still a little achy from earlier and didn\'t want to hurt him any more than necessary. Ed’s eyes rolled around in his head as he bounced on top of the Colonel. He didn’t think about tomorrow, or yesterday, or Al. All he could concentrate on was the delicious raven haired man below him. Ed leaned forward to grab at the bedposts while Roy grabbed his ass and thrust faster. Ed was so tight, so fresh, so wonderfully exciting and fulfilling. Their moans filled the red room, turning each other on more and more. Roy took hold of Ed’s member and started pumping it, matching his own thrusts. Ed’s voice went hoarse as his mouth made a silent O of pleasure and ecstasy. He brought his mouth down to Roy’s to kiss him, to meld their hot lips together powerfully when he felt Roy’s mouth open wide, heard his low growl, and felt hot cum warm up his insides. Not to be trumped, Ed came only moments after, smearing both his and Roy’s stomach with his semen. Ed dipped his fingers into his cum, offering the fingers to Roy. Smiling, Roy tasted his lover’s fingers, licking and sucking them long after the salty taste vanished.

Ed sighed and leaned his head on Roy’s chest, amazed at how content and happy he felt. Roy stroked Ed’s hair, never wanting these treasured moments in the red room to end. “What will happen tomorrow at work,” Ed asked, slightly muffled by the Colonel\'s skin. Roy frowned. He hadn\'t had the foresight to think of being in the same offices, same location, and definitely not the superior of the boy. He scratched his head and shrugged. “Same shit that happens every day I guess. Riza will piss me off, Hughes will show me the same picture of Ely, and you and I will argue, but secretly wish we were doing what we just did.” Ed raised his head to see Roy put on his devilish game face.

“Did you think of me this way before now?” Ed asked, drawing invisible alchemy circles on Roy’s chest and arms. Roy grew slightly annoyed. If he wanted to be asked a bunch of questions, he would have slept with a woman. “Aren’t you the inquisitive one tonight?” He quipped, pulling Ed’s hair gently. Ed grimaced and turned away, burying his head once again in his lover’s chest.

“Know what?” Ed propped himself up beside Roy’s face so he could look him square in the eye. Roy smirked and turned towards the Elric. “I love you,” Ed stated in a low and almost shy voice. He had felt those feelings for such a long time, and making love to Roy just confirmed in both their minds the validity of their feelings. Roy felt his eyes and his heart melt. He cradled Ed carefully in his arms and held Ed until he saw the boy’s eyes close and felt his breathing become even. “I love you too, Edward Elric.” Roy whispered. He kissed the boy on his head, and closed his eyes, dreading that in a few hours he would have to leave his warm bed and hot lover to resume duties as the dreaded cold hearted Flame Alchemist.


Ed woke to find himself alone yet again, but with a note taped to his chest.

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Dearest Edward,
You are the most delicious thing I’ve had in a LONG time. I even contemplated quitting my job today just to be there when you wake up. I don’t know how things will go today on base, but know that you are indeed quite special to me. I meant everything I said and every action that took place last night was from the heart. I figured you’d sleep late so I informed General Haruko you were sick and would be in later. There are eggs and bacon in the stove and baguettes on the table. Eat and bring your ass to work ASAP! That’s not a request either, Full Metal. If you feel at all uncomfortable, be honest and just tell me. Avoiding me will piss me off and make me give you extra work. Lt. Maria Ross will be waiting for you at Central in the library. Stay with her for 30 minutes then come and see me. I’ll wait for you as long as necessary. Don\'t be rude and stand me up either.

Irrefutably Yours,
Roy Mustang


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Hawkeye screamed as she opened Mustang’s office door. It was 8am, and he was there, paperwork finished, sharpening pencils and smiling. Smiling?!!! She dropped her new stack of paperwork to check the Colonel\'s pulse, feel his forehead for a fever, and check his pockets for bribe money.

“Are you done feeling me up,” Mustang ask in a nonchalant voice.

Hawkeye folded her arms and glared at him. “Why are you here bright and early?”

“No, the question is why am I here earlier than YOU are. And the answer is if I didn\'t leave home when I did, I wouldn’t have left.” Mustang smiled again and sharpened another pencil. Hawkeye walked to the office door, closing it after reassuring some of the soldiers she was alright after they ran up upon hearing her scream.

Roy drummed his fingers on his desk, increasingly bored. Hawkeye turned to face him and sat down on the same couch he and Ed fucked on roughly 12 hours ago. She noted how sections of the couch looked normal, and others had been jaggedly ripped, as if someone did it with their fingers. She sighed and looked at Mustang. “What’s her name and why didn’t you kick her out this morning instead of leaving your own house?”

Roy grinned and pretended to yawn. “Who says it’s a ‘she’?” Hawkeye’s eyes widened and she almost fell over the trashcan as she scrambled to look Roy in the eye. He was such a filthy liar. As if he’d ever sleep with a man!! “Dish, dish!” Hawkeye squealed like a 5-year-old in a candy store. Roy waved her off. “Riza, didn\'t your mama ever teach you to stay out of grown folks business?” Pouting, she picked up her paperwork and handed it to Roy. “The usual,” she stated. “Due to be processed and completed in 14 hours. I’m going for some coffee and biscotti. I’ll be back in an hour or so. And no, I\'m not bringing you any back.” With that, she nodded her head and sauntered out the door.

Mustang watched her leave and stuck out his tongue. \"I have something better than coffee and biscotti coming anyway.\" he muttered. He leaned back and watched the black phone intently. He wished Maria would call him and tell him Ed was on his way to his office. He didn’t have to wait long. Just as he sharpened the 109th pencil, the black phone rang.

“Colonel Mustang speaking.”

“Yes, This is Second Lieutenant Ross. Major Edward Elrich will be reporting to your office in approximately 15 minutes sir. He claims he has some research on red water you would be interested in.”

“Thank you Lieutenant Ross. You are a pillar of military competence.”

“Thank you Colonel. It is always a pleasure to serve under you.”

Roy tapped his gloved fingers together patiently. He wheeled around in his chair to watch his golden haired lover approach the building. Edward had his hair braided again, and in his usual red jacket and black suit underneath. Roy felt himself get giddy with anticipation. Quickly he checked his calendar...17 more days alone with Ed. 17 days isn\'t really a long time, but when events in that time frame affect the rest of your life, 17 days either becomes a blink of an eye, or like 17 long years. And neither Ed nor Roy were prepared for these next two and a half life altering weeks....