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Summary: Two can never share one. Loyal love belongs to one and one only while the other is destined to be betrayed.
Pairing(s): MaesxRoy, MaesxGracia
Genre: Angst/romance
Warnings: Oh none really...except for butt sex and yaoi. ^_^
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: FMA is (c) to Arakawa-san. Not me.
Prompt by:
hanyou_katieAN: So, then. In response to a prompt of Maes betraying Gracia, this is what I came up with. Smut and sex filled chapter one. But expect more than just cotton candies and lollipops in chapters to come. Really, I am so twisted! XD And as you know, reviews are my energy booster. Please review! ^_^
His body banged loudly against the wall, lungs burning from the attacks on his smooth soft lips. Hands roaming all over bodies, fingers clutching strands of hair, smacking sounds of kisses, never willing to cease, light moans of each other's names...Roy Mustang was in heaven.
"I love you." The great Flame responded with a gasp while his love continued sucking on his pulsepoint, nibbling and teasing the flesh as he went along with his instincts.
"I love you, Roy." he whispered again, probing his tongue deeper and deeper into the younger's mouth, tasting every essence that Roy had to offer.
Roy moaned in the other's mouth, tilting his head to his side to allow better access for the older. His hands moved to caress the other's slightly roughened cheeks as his leg found its way to Maes' thigh, letting the other support him completely.
Maes slowly reached for the younger's military issued lapel and opened the buttons, one by one, as slowly as possible.
Roy moaned in frustration. He was hard. He was stiff. He was horny and he needed a nice raw fuck. His hands soon took over, getting rid off the many layers of clothes that he had put on, till he had only his birth-suit covering his entire body.
Maes yanked the other man down onto his bed and rolled over to top Roy. His mouth once again was found to trail kisses on the other's sternum and down to the sofand supple stomach, sucking and kissing it as many ways as he could.
"Missed this." A kiss. "Missed you." Nibble. "Two days without you, Roy! I just so fucking love you!"
Roy screetched inwardly as he was becoming close to the climax. He groaned out and shushed Maes, wrapping his arms round the other's head, "Fuck now! Talk later!"
Maes grinned at the impatience Roy was showing. He knew Roy was great in bed...since the time of the academy. But now, he got to witness the
real bedroom bitch that hid itself behind that non-chalant cover.
"Horny, are we?"
"Yes, oh God! Now!" Roy groaned again, rolling over to his stomach, bucking up his entrance at the other's face, "Take me!"
"Now, now!" Maes grinned "Kitty needs to beg!"
"Oh, oh please! I beg you master, just get inside of me! Fuck you!"
"Nope, still waiting."
"Arrgh! Oh baby, moew, moew! I want this sex bad! So master, just get it inside!"
"Okay, as you say."
Maes reached for the lube lying precariously on Roy's bed, dabbing his fingers with the greasy material and thrusting them into Roy's ass, one by one, making incission-movements, that'd later help him to 'get inside' as Roy said.
Roy screetched some more and let out a loud gasp, as he felt the other's huge cock inside of him. His fingers dug into the covers and and head sprang up at the sheer joy of the pain that flowed through him.
"Yes. Yes." he whispered in appeasement. He felt it. The orgasm. He alkwas did when it came down to Maes. Sure, he had with others, bathroom sex, floor sex, kitchen sex, on-top-of-the-car-sex, backseat-sex...but Maes always made it special. Always.
"Oh-Oh God Maes! I-I'm coming!"
Their breaths hitched, skin flushed, sweat sheathing ther bodies and whispers of 'I love you's filled the secluded atmosphere.
"Maes..."
Maes held the other firmly, as he himself began to come, pumping and thrusting his seed into Roy's bloodstream. His face, now reddenedm showed signs of a relief while a huge pressure was now being lifted from his sensual areas.
"I love you", he whispered most lovingly, kissing the other's nape, "Roy, I love you."
*
Maes woke up with the site of his lover beside him, his body partly covered by the bed sheet. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes, still adjusting to the limited amount of daylight that entered though the linen-covered window.
He looked to his side blearily and reached for the clock.
7:00 AMIt was awfully early. He placed the clock back to its resting place before plopping back down on to the bed, snuggling against Roy. He smiled on hearing Roy mumbling something.
Sleep-talker!Soon, his eyes fluttered to a closure yet again, drowsyness overtaking his body. But-
Citrine eyes shot open as the man himself sprang up to a sitting position. He tried looking at the calendar, an unknown fear creeping into his heart. Without his specs, all he saw was a splash of red blur. But it wasn't too hard to make out what the dancing figures stood for. 24th November.
Sunday!The day of her arrival. Gracia Hughes. She'd land at central in less than two hours only to find her husband in someone else's arms? No way! Not now. Not like this!
He jumped out of the bed, ignoring the slight mumbles of complaints coming from the sleeping form and hastily threw on his clothes.
He took one last glance at Roy before opening the door, smiled at his love, exited the room and closed the door again- all in a perfect stillness. Trainings
did come handy at times like this!
*
Roy rolled onto his side, reaching out an arm for his love. But a frown appeared immediately on his forehead feeling the cold mattress underneath him. He slowly cracked open his eyes, searching all over the room for one missing link.
"Maes...?"