The Innocent
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,303
Reviews:
5
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.
The Innocent
Disclaimer- characters and whatnot do not belong to me. i make no profit from this. i am merely borrowing them for a wee bit.
“There are no innocents.”
The words were whispered into his ear in a voice thick with lust and heavy with something dark and violent.
“You know this, kid. You’ve seen it.”
Sharp teeth tore his earlobe, a rough warm tongue lapped roughly as the wound started to bleed.
“You’re a fine example. Barreling through life without a care for all the fine folks you’re running over.”
He opened his mouth to protest, but any argument he might have offered was smothered as a mouth closed over his own, the invading lips salty and slick with his own blood.
“What about that friend of yours? Fixing up the crippled… for a fee, of course. Making a living off of misfortune.”
A viciously sharp, dark claw tore easily through the front of his shirt, drew a line down the flesh of his chest.
“Think of how you hurt your mother, coming into this world. Not even a coherent thought yet and already innocence lost.”
He struggled a bit then, his lips twisting into a frown, eyes flashing. The other drew claws down the metal of his automail arm, grinning as it produced and excruciatingly harsh noise.
“Hah. Don’t like it when I talk about your mother. Not going to argue though, are you?”
His belt was dealt with, with just as much ease as his shirt. The front of his pants followed, torn open with casual disregard for the sensitive organ held beneath.
“Protect the innocent. Hah.”
He was gripped and fondled, none too gently, claws catching and pulling on sensitive skin, teasing and torturing a response. Arousal or just adrenaline, it was all that same at that point.
“Looks to me, kid, like you’re in a bad situation.”
His pants were hauled off of limp, unresisting legs and he didn’t even flinch as those deadly teeth dragged over his cock with a violent, possessive sort of lust.
“No innocents to protect…looks like you are out of a job, little alchemist.”
Ed grimaced slightly as claws gripped into his ass. At least when Greed was occupied with his cock the creature would shut up. He hissed quietly as Greed drew more blood with tooth and claw, but didn’t resist, didn’t protest.
There were no innocents, and the sinners deserved their punishment.
“There are no innocents.”
The words were whispered into his ear in a voice thick with lust and heavy with something dark and violent.
“You know this, kid. You’ve seen it.”
Sharp teeth tore his earlobe, a rough warm tongue lapped roughly as the wound started to bleed.
“You’re a fine example. Barreling through life without a care for all the fine folks you’re running over.”
He opened his mouth to protest, but any argument he might have offered was smothered as a mouth closed over his own, the invading lips salty and slick with his own blood.
“What about that friend of yours? Fixing up the crippled… for a fee, of course. Making a living off of misfortune.”
A viciously sharp, dark claw tore easily through the front of his shirt, drew a line down the flesh of his chest.
“Think of how you hurt your mother, coming into this world. Not even a coherent thought yet and already innocence lost.”
He struggled a bit then, his lips twisting into a frown, eyes flashing. The other drew claws down the metal of his automail arm, grinning as it produced and excruciatingly harsh noise.
“Hah. Don’t like it when I talk about your mother. Not going to argue though, are you?”
His belt was dealt with, with just as much ease as his shirt. The front of his pants followed, torn open with casual disregard for the sensitive organ held beneath.
“Protect the innocent. Hah.”
He was gripped and fondled, none too gently, claws catching and pulling on sensitive skin, teasing and torturing a response. Arousal or just adrenaline, it was all that same at that point.
“Looks to me, kid, like you’re in a bad situation.”
His pants were hauled off of limp, unresisting legs and he didn’t even flinch as those deadly teeth dragged over his cock with a violent, possessive sort of lust.
“No innocents to protect…looks like you are out of a job, little alchemist.”
Ed grimaced slightly as claws gripped into his ass. At least when Greed was occupied with his cock the creature would shut up. He hissed quietly as Greed drew more blood with tooth and claw, but didn’t resist, didn’t protest.
There were no innocents, and the sinners deserved their punishment.