Drunk

Sighing, I turn to my brother, “Do you really HAVE to eat like that?”, Ed looks up his golden eyes wide and innocent as he wipes jam from his cheek.

“Wha-”, Ed mumbles through a spray of toast crumbs, I wrinkle my nose.

“Its revolting, and don’t talk with your mouth full brother”, I turn back to the article I was reading about some kind of child prodigy, Ed snorts reading over my shoulder.

“Nothing compared to you and me, eh brother?”, Ed grins, mischief in his large orbs. I avoid his gaze.

“You couldn’t play piano brother”, I smile

Ed scoffed, “Could if I wanted to”, he brags, swaggering to the sink, “I could have been a musical genius… I just chose something more useful”, Ed snickers as he scrubs at the plate his decimated toast had been on.

“Scrub it hard enough, you’ll make it into glass”, I joke.

“Damn, I’ve been found out”, grins Ed. I smile as I close the paper, getting my coat.

“I’m off to work”, silence greets me. I turn to see Ed staring at a cut on his thumb. I sigh, striding over to where my older brother stood.

“I told you not to leave knives in there”, I scold as I grab his hand, “Barely a scratch”, I scoff, as I begin sucking the wound, licking the blood away. I give him back his hand, and notice how brother’s face is slightly shocked, blushing, “You did it for me before”

Ed nods, turning back to the washing, “Have a nice day at work”, he mumbles. I nod, waving as I close the door behind me.

***************************line makes a comeback MOOOHAHA****************************

I rub my thumb for the forty fifth time this morning, receiving a blow to the back of my head from Hawkeye each time. I found the paperwork blurring before my eyes as I unfocus again, remembering this morning when Al sucked at m wound. Had he felt the same when I did it to him? I doubt it… We were only seven at the time… But still…

It’s sick to think of my brother like that, but damn. I don’t care what others think anyway, it isn’t like we can reproduce and make deformed incestrial babies. So, why does it matter? It doesn’t! Who the hell cares what others think? Me and Al could… But what if Al doesn’t want me? I can’t ask… He if he turnt me down we would never be the same… But after what he did! Oh God, I’m so happy he couldn’t see my pants from that angle! The way his tongue moved- Wait! If I just-

“OW!”, I exclaim, rubbing the back of my head.

“We need that today Fullmetal”, Hawkeye droned, walking past with her weapon still in her hand.

“What the hell? What kind of woman hits someone with a bat?”, I yell after her, surprised I didn’t have a cracked skull. Suddenly, Mustang pops up, pulling Hawkeye towards him into an embrace.

“My kind of woman”, Mustang growled. I made gagging noises as they kissed, but found myself more longing for that. A person to hold, and kiss.

Then Hawkeye walloped his head, causing him to fall back. I burst out laughing, just as Hawkeye said sweetly, “Get to work honey”, she turnt to me with a sweet smile and death glare, “You too Fullmetal”

Mustang bounced up, saluting Hawkeye, “Yes Ma’am!”, murmuring under his breath, “I love a bit of fire in my woman”, narrowly avoiding another battering by jogging back to his office. I turnt back to my work, now rushing to finish.

***********************Why rush? 0.0 FANTISIZE WITH MEH DX************************

I glanced at the clock again, now 12:48 in the morning. I frown, looking again to the door. Where could Ed be? He was never ever late home… Maybe something happened? I know Roy was now with Havoc, but if he touched Ed-

“Hellooo?”, Ed stumbled in, slamming the front door against the door and stumbling on his own feet. I groan. Ed is a terrible drunk, “Al!”, Ed threw his arms wide, leaning beck on his toes and spreading his arms wide with a grin slapped messily across his face, “You made it Al! Ally pally!”, Ed giggled as he fell in my arms heavily, causing me to fall back on the carpet. I grunt under his weight.

“Brother, get off! Your drunk!”, I struggle to push him off, but he suddenly pins down my arms.

“Jeez Al, don’t call me that. My name is Ed“, he slurs, leaning close to my face, “Fuck”, he mumbled. I blush as he leans closer, his eyes hooded. I gulp down the lump in my throat, his breath tickling my face. Suddenly his lips brush mine gently, I can feel my eyes widen in shock. Still unable to move under his weight, I find myself unable to talk as well. He pulls back slightly, his hair touching my cheek, caressing me as he moves.

“God, Al”, he moans, crushing his lips to mine once more, and I start to feel a burning, spreading down my lips to reside in my groin. But this is Ed!

“Brother, no! We- we can’t!”, I moan as he grinds his hips against mine.

“Why the hell not, Al?”, he mumbles happily, his words overlapping, almost purring as he licks and nibbles at my lip. The tingling causing an almost painful pleasure behind my eyes. Dancing through my brain, I gasp. And can feel his tongue plunge in my mouth, discovering every aspect inside. And causing sparks of heat at every swipe and caress, as he grinds his hips to mine again. “Well?”, he asks once more, a feral smile on his lips, his eyes almost closed.

I moan, unable to form words as he caresses the crotch of my trousers, and I arch into his hand. And I can’t see anything as he frees my cock. He licks up my shaft as I shiver in his grasp, The heat taking over and he takes me in his mouth. I moan loudly, bucking up, uncontrollable desire running in my veins. My eyes roll back, a shuddering gasp escaping my lips as he sucks harder. I grip his hair tightly, almost pulling it out, his tongue etching against the slit on the head. It’s too much, I see a non-existent colour, my mind full of Ed as I cum into his mouth. Ed is still swallowing as I lay panting in my afterglow, licking the final dregs from my flesh. I watch in fascination, noting the wet patch on his trousers.

“You…came from…”, I hesitate.

“Hearing you, tasting you.”, Ed looks up at me…. Suddenly-

“You sober”, I point to him, horrified.

“Yeah.. Well you would never let me do anything otherwise, you prude”, Ed teases, a smile playing on his lips.

I growl, pinning him down, stealing a kiss, “Im not a prude!”

Ed laughs, reaching up to pull me down into another kiss, “You’re just upset ‘cause I won for the first time!”

I smile, playing with his hair, “You may see it as winning, but Im getting quite a bit from this too”

Ed grins widely, “Round two?”, he askes eagerly

I laugh, the suddenly jump up, turning with the package in my hands. To find Ed looking heartbroken on the floor, staring up at me with his massive tear-filled eyes. I chuckle, offering the package, “Happy Birthday!” Ed looks shocked.

“I… Forgot.”, he throws the package to the side, pulling me on top of him into a lingering sticky kiss, “But I want something less… Material this year”

“Happy to oblige”, I grin