The Consequences of a Lack of Foresight

Okay, this is a really short chapter, just to let you all know it’s not been dropped. I’ve been kind of into hardcore stuff recently and since the series is over, it’s been hard to get my act together and write Roy and Ed’s first time together. That’s been holding up the whole thing. I’ve even got Al reappearance all written, but that once sex scene is proving really hard to write.
I believe I mentioned it earlier, the BDSM thing is not between Roy and Ed. I know many of you are waiting for that or confused by its inclusion in the description since this is a sweet love story between them—it’s a flashback.

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Mustang finally arranged that meeting he promised Ed and it turned into a series of meetings with most of the top State Alchemists and even the Freuer.

Mustang came home after the last one smiling. And with a large stack of papers.

“Why do you look so happy? Hawkeye going on vacation?”

Mustang dropped the pile on the coffee table. “We finished discussing your situation.”

Ed’s eyes widened with hope.

“Your experience and knowledge will be very welcome at headquarters. But only twice a week.”

Ed’s expression turned to joy, then dropped a little.

“Well, we shouldn’t need your help more often than that. I don’t believe that, but it doesn’t matter because you’ll be too busy to work at headquarters more than that.”

“What do you mean?”

“With the State Alchemists scaling back, it’s been decided that a university specializing in alchemy will be built here in Central. It will specialize in the basics and be a hub of reseach with the best library devoted to alchemy. It will also be somewhere for people to arrange apprenticeships. You can have whatever position you wish, but everyone hopes you will at the very least be the head of planning the whole thing out and the head of acquisitions. You can be the president of the university, professor, librarian, whatever you want once the university opens. But we want you consulting all the same.”

Ed looked shocked, but elation was bleeding into his expression.

“We’ve put together a small committee that you’ll head to plan everything out. You’ll start on Monday. Tomorrow you can come in with me and find an office. I suggest you chose a big one and use it as headquarters for you planning sessions as well as your consulting office. Happy?”

“Ecstatic!”

“Good. You can thank me with food.”

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They were sleeping in the same bed since the night of their disastrous first kiss and Ed had moved the dresser from the spare bedroom into Mustang’s room with all his clothes—though there weren’t very many.

Their sexual relationship started with making out and Mustang palming Ed through some amount of fabric, then Ed reciprocating once he grew comfortable enough with the idea. Mustang’s reaction was very gladifing and encouraging. Considering Mustang was being faithful to Ed and they weren’t actually having sex, he appreciated anything at this point, but the fact it was Ed helped. Tonight, Mustang decided to move onto something more intimate.

“You want try something different?” Mustang asked just after they began kissing.

“What do you have in mind?”

“It won’t hurt.” Mustang knew that was one of the reasons Ed was hesitant to go further. “Just trust me.”

“Alright.”

Ed was already shirtless on his back. Mustang slid down his body and pulled Ed’s boxers down, leaving him completely nude. The windows were open and the moon and streetlights gave them enough light to see, but Mustang couldn’t see the blush he knew Ed must be wearing. This was in fact the first time Mustang had seen him naked and Ed was not quite comfortable with it.

Roy didn’t waste any time; he gripped Ed’s cock, locked eyes with Ed, and took the head of Ed’s cock into his mouth. Ed was shocked, a little horrified, and embarrassed as hell.

“Roy!” he yelled, partially in surprise, partially in rebuke, and partially in pleasure. Mustang merely smiled around the head of his cock and began sucking and playing the tip of his tongue on the underside and over the slit. All of Ed’s protests died. He shut his eyes and moaned.

Mustang went lower, running his tongue along the throbbing veins, feeling Ed’s increasing heartbeat. Ed’s hips gave an involuntary buck, but Mustang held him down. He took more and more of Ed’s cock into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. A few seconds of mental preparation and he took him down his throat, now concentrating on breathing through his nose and not choking. His throat convulsed at the intrusion making Ed whimper. He managed to take all of his lover’s length.

Feeling he was used to the process of deepthroating—this being his first time—he pulled back and started sucking in earnest. Ed was whimpering incomprehensible curses and mangled versions of his lover’s name while his hands were clutching the sheets in spasms.

After a while, Ed was able to annunciate, desperate to warn Mustang. “Roy, I’m going to—” he stopped when Mustang redoubled his efforts. Ed tried to hold back, give Mustang time to pull away, but Mustang wasn’t moving. Ed couldn’t hold back any longer. With a strangled moan he released into Mustang’s mouth. Mustang continued to suck until Ed sank completely into the mattress, completely spent.

Mustang crawled up and gave Ed a brief kiss on the lips. Ed shoved him away playfully.

“You bastard.”

“I wish I could say you’re the first to call me that after oral sex.”

“I can’t believe you did that.”

“You enjoy it?”

“Yeah. You’ve done that before.”

“No actually. But enough women have done it for me.”

Ed started to move over Mustang and pull at his boxers. “What’re you doing?”

“Equivalent exchange.”

“You don’t have to.”

Ed shut him up by mimicking the man. Roy couldn’t keep his eyes on the alluring sight, he threw his head back and enjoyed. Ed was inexperienced, but he did have enthusiasm, and a good teacher.