Pills and Buttons

Wants...

"Then we're good." Roy cupped Edward's cheek, smoothing out the worry on his soft skin. "You're ice cold, I hope you know that." Both men crack up, smiling at each other with love and affection that no one would understand.

"Yeah. I know." He locked the wheels of his chair, lifting his body into the bed beside his boyfriend all while being mindful of his wires. "You're boiling hot."

"Something I also know." Mustang smirks confidently, gingerly wrapping the alchemist he love up in his arms. His side was stitched up a lot, ribs broken and bruised. Edward leaned into his hold, resting a head onto his shoulder. He still had that book in his pocket. Luckily it hadn't gotten wet.

"Smart ass..." Ed said, smirking as he watched the shadows dancing on the floor. He yelped in mild surprise when Roy pulls him into his lap. "Hey!" Hot breath was in his ear as Mustang chuckles. His cheeks were flushed bright red in comparison to his normal skin tones.

"What's in your pocket?" Roy's hand brushed over his lap, causing the skin to prickle around the touch. He pulled the book out, rolling his eyes. "How could I forget about this?" He fluttered the pages with his thumbs, opening the book to the last few pages.

" "Everyone." Sophie tapped the microphone. "Can I have your attention, please?"
The conversation gradually stilled and everyone in the crowded room turned to face the podium where Sophie stood, looking elegant in an evening gown of shimmering green. Vito, of course, hadn't taken his eyes off her all evening." Roy's voice was like ruffled velvet, smooth and husky to the ears. Edward leaned back into his chest, closing his eyes with a flutter of thick lashes. He could feel his voice deep within his chest, vibrating against his back. He listened carefully to each word, soaking them in like he always had and always will. He hadn't realised Roy had stopped speaking til he felt warm and wet lips on his neck, placing spaced open mouthed kisses along the pulsing vein in his neck and down his cerebral vertebra. His body shivered at the gentle touches, gasping as a tongue circled just above the collar of his shirt. "I see you're awake now."

"I-I was before!" He twists around to look at the cheeky Flame Alchemist. "I wouldn't be so rude as to sleep."

Roy rose a brow. "I wouldn't put it past you, Fullmetal. I know you pretty damn well." He ran a warm hand under the hem of Edward's shirt, shivering at the coldness to his skin. "Did you swallow a block of ice? Jesus Christ." Edward wiggled around until he had one leg on either side of Roy and his head rested on the Colonel's shoulder.

"I don't think my mouth is big enough to swallow a block of ice." There was a twinkle of amusement in Ed's golden orbs. His arms wrapped around Roy's neck, running his fingers into the locks of burnt charcoal as he pulled him into a soft kiss. The pair were flush against each other, lips moving in sync like a well oiled machine. Edward tentatively ran his tongue over the Mustang's bottom lip, taking it and gently sucking. Roy's breath hitched, a soft moan escaping. His hands wound around Ed's braid, pulling his head back to kissing and sucking on the boy's neck. Gasping, Ed leaned into the touch, eyes closing against the feeling. Warmth pooled in his belly, his thoughts disappearing somewhere deep into lust.

Roy's mouth attached itself to Ed's neck, sucking and biting at one place with vibrato. His tongue traced over the sensitive skin, the blonde arching into his body in response. "You like that?" His voice was husky with lust and a teasing tone underlying.

"Y-yes." Edward breathed, returning his lips to Mustang's in a rough battle between tongues. After a few moments a cough was heard in the doorway along with a snort of laughter.

"Goddamnit Hawkeye shut the damn camera off." Ed rolled his eyes, knowing Fia had been the one to laugh. Roy was not very pleased, seeing as his face was still red from this charade and Ed had a Hickey on his neck.

"No, this is my form of payback. Say hi, boys." She teased, walking around with a blue handheld. Edward hid his face in Roy's neck, flipping her off. She caught sight of the Hickey, laughing a little bit. "Damn, I owe Al twenty." Ed popped his face up.

"Wait what?! Why?" He was open mouthed like a fish, shocked that his brother would make a bet on him.

"I bet that one, we could catch you and him; " she pointed to Mustang, "making out and two, that he would give you a Hickey." She tapped the side of his neck. Edward's cheeks were tomatoes as he glared Mustang down. He was still in his lap.

"Don't you dare hit me, Fullmetal!" He warned teasingly, backing into the pillows with a slight wince as he kept his arms around the other's waist.

"How about this?" He stole a pillow, smacking Roy's chest with in. "Did that hurt the baby?" Ed pouted, Fia and Riza practically on the floor laughing their asses off. He got flipped off, to which he sucked on the tip of Roy's finger.

"Gross, Fullmetal. Really?" Mustang wiped his finger off. "How old are you? 19 going on five?"

"How old are you? 29 going on 69?" The shocked expression Ed could barely make out made him very satisfied. He lifted himself off of the Colonel's lap, getting back into the chair before Roy grabbed his foot. He had a smile on his face, determination in his eyes as he set about tickling the short alchemist.

"Why you little-!"