Sex, Skirts, and Spies

Chapter 8

SLIGHT YAOI IN THIS NOTHING TO BAD BUT STILL MIGHT NEED A FAIR WARNING!!!! okay u hav ben warnd….

Hello everyone, how are you guys? Good? Bad? Amazing? SICK? I’m sick >.< And it suuuucks… I think I have a cold/flu and it’s Sunday night and I have End Of Course’s tomorrow :/ Bleh earlier my fever was 103.8 but now it’s down to 99.8 :) Anwaysss sorry I haven’t updated recently but my actual life ((yes, I do have a life outside of the internet suprisingly)) has been very stressful (i.e. my best friend moved 5 hours away, bad grades, annoying school system, etc…) Well I hope this makes up for it :) ENJOY =^.^=

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    unable to think clearly; bewildered.

    This is exactly how Edward felt when he awoke to the smell of aftershave and the feeling of strong muscular arms wrapped around his petite torso. At first, he thought he must of been having another “fantasy”, one a little bit more discrete and sexual. But then, he realized two things: Roy was snoring (something he’d never do in Ed’s fantasy), and Edward was still only 4’ 11”.

    Edward didn’t really know how to react to the situation at hand. Or, the situation in the Colonel’s hands, was a better way to put it. At first, he tried to wiggle out of his arms, but the Colonel had such a tight grip, it was no use even trying to escape.

    “Damn, it’s like he thinks I’m gonna abandon him or somethin’.” Edward mumbled, still squirming in Roy’s arms.

    Then, after a frustrating 5 minutes, Edward starting whining like a cat who wanted out of the house, trying to get the attention of his owner. He whined for what felt like forever, even though it was only a few seconds.Then, he mustered up all of his morning voice and made a long, drawn out squeak. Suddenly, Roy opened one eye, the one that wasn’t mushed into the satin pillow. He sniffled a little, trying to focus his eyesight on the blonde boy who was technically meowing.

    “Finally!” Edward shouted, still trying to escape Roy’s grasp.

    Roy smiled at the boy, a weary one but still a full smile, then immediately went back to sleep. Edward let out a shocked noise, and began thrashing in Roy’s grip, which in result only made Roy tighten it even more, squeezing Ed’s petite stature.

    “Hey! HEY! Ah you’re gonna squeeze the life outta me!” Edward shouted, continuing thrashing in the tight grip of muscly arms.

    Roy’s eyes shot open, and he stared at Edward slightly bewildered. Then, he blinked once, keeping them shut for about 4-5 seconds, then opened them brightly and dramatically again, staring at Edward.

    “Let me go. Now.” Edward breathed heavily. He gulped after all that screaming, trying to regain his normally balanced breath.

    “Hmm? Oh, ‘m sorry.” Roy muttered, followed by a lion-like yawn. Slowly, very slowly to be exact, he released the blonde boy, who stumbled out of the bed and landed on the floor with his metal foot and flesh one.

    “We’re going to talk about that little ‘situation’ later. But first, I could use some food.” Edward turned around quickly and walked out of the room fast, trying hide his blush.

    “Hmm, m’kay. ‘m goin be in here… da bed… for another...10 to...mmm, 15 minus…”Roy sniffled one last time then dropped his head, drifting back to whatever dream he was having.

    And it was one he definitely didn’t want to miss.

    ***

    “Good morning, Roy.” Edward purred, stroking Roy’s arm up and down, causing a tingling sensation to run through Roy’s body.