Gift
Ed finds things out about Roy’s plans, Roy gets a surprise.
Edward’s voice was low and clear. “We’re off script. You know that. Forget the excuses.” He unfolded himself to kneel upright, took Roy’s face between his hands, kissed him.
Ed finds things out about Roy’s plans, Roy gets a surprise.
Edward’s voice was low and clear. “We’re off script. You know that. Forget the excuses.” He unfolded himself to kneel upright, took Roy’s face between his hands, kissed him.
When it comes down to action everyone has to find a way to handle the stress.
“If you die doing this, the way you think you’re going to,” Ed growled, lifting Roy’s chin until they were eye to eye, “I swear I’ll bind your soul to your damn desk, and you’ll spend the rest of eternity buried in paperwork.”
This was a gift-fic for moumusu, and a bribe to get her to draw a large, clean… er, uncluttered version of this picture. Note that the picture is decidedly NC-17 (Ed/Roy, light bondage). All those “mustang” and “ride ’em cowboy” jokes finally came to this: Ed ties Roy up to have sex in Roy’s office. Porn, porn, nothing but porn.
Roy didn’t tense until he felt Edward fingering the cuff of his glove.
Roy really likes Ed’s metal hand.
Roy shifted against the bed as Ed’s metal fingers pressed deep into him.