Dolphin's Cry
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
590
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dolphin's Cry
“Oh yeah we meet again,
It’s like we never left.
Time in between was just a dream…
Did we leave this place?
This crazy fog surrounds me,
You wrap your legs around me.
All I can do to try and breathe…
Let me breath so that I,
So we can go together.”
The feeling of garden roughened hands was so new yet so achingly familiar that it brought tears to Ed’s eyes. He shut them tightly to stop their betrayal but found the darkness too intimidating, too empty. With a hoarse cry of pleasure he opened his eyes to gaze at his lover, and found a set of startling blue eyes staring right into his soul. Or what was left of it. Russel was between his legs, lips wrapped firmly around his cock, eyes open wide to consume him in every way possible. Ed’s back arched violently and he was coming, gold still locked to blue. Once he fell limp Russel crawled back up his body, pressing kisses to every inch of flesh, and metal, along the way. With a roll of his hips he wordlessly asked for permission to take him, to prove he was real and Ed’s legs wrapped themselves around him in consent.
Russel carefully prepared his lover, determined not to let his own need cloud his judgment, but with the way Edward was crying out and bucking beneath his ministrations was too much. With eager hands he spread the oil over his cock and aligned himself with the smaller mans body. He gripped Ed’s hips and took him in one smooth movement, causing them both to cry out. Together they rocked for what could have been hours, but felt like seconds. It couldn’t last, not after their separation, but Russel tried. He tried to make it good for Ed, which was apparent from the boys thrashing and writhing, but he couldn’t wait. With a growl he came inside him, flooding him, marking him as his own. Ed watched as his lover climaxed, then brought his flesh hand to his own cock and after a short tug, he was coming, spattering both he and Russel.
They fell together, wrapped so tightly that even they couldn’t tell whose limbs were whose. Breathless kisses said all the words they couldn’t form. Shaking hands told stories of their loneliness. Salty tears spoke of joy and loss as they cried together, clutching at each other, afraid to ever let go again.
“Love will lead us, alright,
Love will lead us,
She will lead us.
Can you hear the Dolphin’s cry?
See the road rise up to meet us.
It’s in the air we breathe tonight,
Love will lead us, she will lead us.”
It’s like we never left.
Time in between was just a dream…
Did we leave this place?
This crazy fog surrounds me,
You wrap your legs around me.
All I can do to try and breathe…
Let me breath so that I,
So we can go together.”
The feeling of garden roughened hands was so new yet so achingly familiar that it brought tears to Ed’s eyes. He shut them tightly to stop their betrayal but found the darkness too intimidating, too empty. With a hoarse cry of pleasure he opened his eyes to gaze at his lover, and found a set of startling blue eyes staring right into his soul. Or what was left of it. Russel was between his legs, lips wrapped firmly around his cock, eyes open wide to consume him in every way possible. Ed’s back arched violently and he was coming, gold still locked to blue. Once he fell limp Russel crawled back up his body, pressing kisses to every inch of flesh, and metal, along the way. With a roll of his hips he wordlessly asked for permission to take him, to prove he was real and Ed’s legs wrapped themselves around him in consent.
Russel carefully prepared his lover, determined not to let his own need cloud his judgment, but with the way Edward was crying out and bucking beneath his ministrations was too much. With eager hands he spread the oil over his cock and aligned himself with the smaller mans body. He gripped Ed’s hips and took him in one smooth movement, causing them both to cry out. Together they rocked for what could have been hours, but felt like seconds. It couldn’t last, not after their separation, but Russel tried. He tried to make it good for Ed, which was apparent from the boys thrashing and writhing, but he couldn’t wait. With a growl he came inside him, flooding him, marking him as his own. Ed watched as his lover climaxed, then brought his flesh hand to his own cock and after a short tug, he was coming, spattering both he and Russel.
They fell together, wrapped so tightly that even they couldn’t tell whose limbs were whose. Breathless kisses said all the words they couldn’t form. Shaking hands told stories of their loneliness. Salty tears spoke of joy and loss as they cried together, clutching at each other, afraid to ever let go again.
“Love will lead us, alright,
Love will lead us,
She will lead us.
Can you hear the Dolphin’s cry?
See the road rise up to meet us.
It’s in the air we breathe tonight,
Love will lead us, she will lead us.”