Pills and Buttons

Lips, Kisses and Words

" Can I tell you something?" His fingers are still tracing Roy's jaw and ear.

"Of course." He wraps his arms around Ed's waist.

"I want you to kiss me."

The Colonel was shocked a moment before recovering a bit. "A-are you sure?" Edward moved around, using his little strength to sit in Roy's lap side saddle. He held onto the smaller one, shock still on his face.

"Why would I ask if I wasn't sure?" His face was bright red and his tongue swiped at his dry lips. "Please." His voice was choked.

"Alright." Roy swallowed, snaking one hand around to cup the back of Ed's neck. The other one of his hands rested on his cheek. Their foreheads pressed together, their breath mixing for a minute. Mustang made the move, tilting his head to the side slightly to avoid clashing noses. Ed's lips were surprisingly soft and plush as they fitted well against his thinner, pressed lips. They moved in sync, Edward tangling his fingers into the onyx black locks of hair that covered part of the Colonel's neck. While also the one to make the first move, he was the one to break it. Mustang pulled back a little, swallowing a gulp of air. Their bodies were pressed together like two pieces of a puzzle. They were made this way for each other.

"Thank you." Edward's voice was soft, a whisper of breath as his had been taken away. The kiss left him a little speechless too, his view of Roy changing. He was a good kisser, just the right amount of compassion and love on his lips to make it feel fantastic. He craved another, wanting to pull Mustang in by his collar.

"No problem." Roy was equally as quiet, his ability to form words coming to a halt for repair. While inexperienced, Edward had been eager and willing to accept his intimate touch. It was this balance of fear and trust that he had felt and tasted now, licking his lips even if they were already wet. He wanted to taste it again. "I'd do it again." He hoped he didn't make a mistake saying that.

"Then why don't you?" Ed gripped his collar, pressing closer and moving their lips against each other's. This was a bit more rough, more trust placed between the two. Roy tentatively ran his tongue along Fullemetal's bottom lip, feeling him shutter and open his mouth. His tongue traced his mouth, every inch of the roof and battling a bit with Ed's tongue. They eventually had to pull away for air, both now again breathless. Ed was at a loss for words.

"I missed you, so much Ed." Roy came crashing just a bit, his arms encasing Edward's body. His lips pressed a kiss to his cheek and then to his neck, his nose brushing the blonde's skin. He smelt mainly like chemicals and faintly of hospital but underneath it was still the smell of the great outdoors that caught him. That's what Ed usually smells like.

"I missed you too, Roy." He snuggles into Mustang, shuttering at bit at the lips on his neck. It felt different, but in a strictly good way. He could smell faint disinfectant on the other, wrinkling his nose. "What I would kill for a shower."

"Can you settle for a bath?" Roy asked, tying his hair back in a high ponytail. It brushed over his shoulder easily still.

"Gladly. Anything to get hospital out of my nose." Ed smiled lightly, his cheeks still hot to the touch. He shed his jacket, feeling the book in the pocket hit the floor where he dropped the fabric. "And will you read to me again?" He cleared his throat, looking away. "I like hearing you read to me."

Roy traces a hand over his cheek, smiling. "Why would I stop reading now? Just as it was getting good? I'm not a monster." He teases, helping the alchemist out of his shirt and shoes. Roy pealed away his socks, noticing his feet looking a little pink.

"No, you're not a monster." Edward smirked, flashing a tooth in his cocky grin. "That's the Ouroboros Sins job." The Flame Alchemist laughed, shaking his head and kissing Ed's nose.

"Truer words haven't been said." He helps the boy wiggle out of his jeans, leaving his boxers as he lifted him into his arms. "Hot or cold water?"

"Hot. Doesn't rust as quick on my automail and it makes me sleepy." Roy hummed in understanding, using his hip to once again open the door. The bathroom was a tub and lots of space, the floor made of tile and covered with a few rugs. He sets Edward down on the toilet with the lid down, reaching over to start the water. Under the cabinet, he drags out a bottle of body wash that smelt heavily of cherries when the cap was popped open.

"What was that?" Curiosity killed the cat Ed was when he asked, Roy answering by setting the bottle in his hands. "What does it smell like?"

"Cherries. It's really almost too sweet to be cherries though." He shut the cap, turning off the water as the tub filled up half way. Steam tickled the walls as it curled up, Roy sticking a hand it to test it. It was hot, but not unbearable. "Let's get you in. The water's fine." He drawled, causing Edward to snort quietly. Roy pulled him up, balancing the Fullmetal Alchemist as he got out of his boxers. His cheeks were a bit red as he was helped into the water, his body and muscles relaxing when he was in.

"You are right. This water is nice." Mustang removes the bandages from his eyes, blinking a few times to unfurl his eyelashes. "Can I have that bottle of body wash?" He held out his hands, feeling the plastic in his palms. "Thanks." Riza calls from downstairs, causing Roy to groan.

"Can you not drown while I'm gone?" He rose a brow, watching Fullmetal as he washed his shoulders and neck.

"I'm not a baby, I'll be fine." Mustang rubbed his head, disappearing downstairs by sliding down the railing. Bella and Black Hayate met him at the bottom, smelling Ed on his clothes.

"Hawkeye?" He called, hearing a reply from the kitchen. He walked in, only to be stopped at the doorway. Riza was holding her hand, clutching her wrists. "What happened?" He held onto the door, watching with wide eyes.

"A bird got in and it knocked a glass off a shelf before leaving again." A broom leaned against the counter, bits of white glass on the blue tiles. "I sliced my palm open on a piece and I don't know where the first aid kit is." Roy gets some slippers on, walking into the kitchen and opening a bottom cabinet drawer. He got out a roll of bandages and disinfectant, along with a pair of tweezers.

"What were you doing?" Riza asked as Roy pulled out a piece of glass and threw it away. He dabbed some disinfectant on a bandage, covering and wrapping the wound.

"Helping Elric get a bath. But good news, you'll live." He smiles, Hawkeye rolling her eyes. Her hand flexed in the bandages, wincing slightly. She shooed him.

"Well, get back up there so he doesn't drown sir. And thank you."